The hand under Edward's intact leg shifted, and the fingers snapped. A wave of heat danced across his skin, and he shivered in fear as the failed experiment died.
When Havoc came back from lunch, he wondered why Hawkeye was picking up scattered papers with a small and warm smile on her face.
Twenty-one days, and it all falls down.
Roy stuck a finger in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it as he savored the heavy and rich fluid.
Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye stands behind Colonel Roy Mustang, laughing silently about her silly dreams, her hand never straying far from the gun by her side.
He could ask so many things at this point. About sex, Ed, himself...
So much has happened since you last came to Central.
Dante took the seat next to the bed, and handed a mug of tea to Trisha.
Schezcka pushed her glasses up, using the glass reflection to hide her eyes.
She would notice when that body's pulse went up around her, the flush of cheeks, and the way the eyes followed her curves.
She had hoped that the older woman would forget, so she didn't have to reveal that childishness to such a strong woman.
Ed glared at him, and Al sighed. Maybe today wouldn't be a good day for Edward after all.
She had heard all the lines before. Pinako was a female in a mostly male line of work, after all.
Some of the stuff he was asked to investigate was truly stupid shit. A bakery, for instance.
But Mustang would hold onto his control easily, manipulating the boy to lose more and more of his.
It is her drive that makes Winry love her. It is the fact that her love doesn't weaken her.
Winry had scraped a promise out of Ed.
"Rose..." Winry's voice held hesitation, not sure as if she should finish her thought or not.
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A sin, to mar that innocence of sex, to put physical feelings with intellectual knowledge.
His vision was misted...almost comfortingly so. His hands were slathered in salve and bound with gentle gauze.
"I won't be an example!" He could still hear her voice wailing in his ear. "I'll choose how I die."
Sex isn't comfortable. It's wet, hard, satisfying, but never comfortable.
Ed started to worry that Al was sulking when the cat's neck snapped under Al's hands.
Dodge or block, it was still a whirlwind of events that could end up with him either winning or losing.
But he kept going back. She knew, and confronted him at one time.
If his past actions weren't reason enough to kill him, then this would be more than enough!
Ed had confessed that he had no idea how the relationships had started.