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lynx212Title: Staking His Claim
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
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lynx212
Chars/Pairs: Al/Ed
Genres: Smut... slight fetishy smut
Warnings: *heh heh* enjoy the ride!
Word Count: 665
Summary: Ed gets hit on in front of Al and there is hell to pay. Ed belongs to him... plain and simple.
My entry for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
hentai_contest
Al hadn’t said one word to him during the walk home and Ed knew it was going to be a long night.
There was no way he could have foreseen what had happened at the train station. He couldn’t have known that the little red headed cadet Maes had sent over to brief him on his upcoming mission would decide to fling herself at him, smooch him a good one before offering to keep him company while he was back in town.
Livid didn’t even begin to describe Al’s reaction.
Ed was in the middle chastising his brother for being childish when Al whirled around, pinned him by the shoulders to the living room wall and growled, “You are mine.”
“I know that Al but…”
“Do you, Brother?” Al asked as piercing grey eyes looked at Ed in a way that robbed him of speech.
When Ed didn’t manage to spit out any response Al clapped, grabbed Ed’s shirt with one hand and pants with the other and moments later Ed’s clothing was nothing more than a pile of threads in the floor. Before Ed’s brain could even hope to process what was going on Al’s lips latched onto his collarbone.
“You have always been mine.”
Al lectured his wayward sibling and lover as his lips worked their way down Ed’s neck.
“You know this.”
Pulling each glove off with his teeth Al tossed them aside and slid his hands up Ed’s bare sides.
“Your mind knows this.”
A thumb glides over Ed’s nipple and when he sucks in his bottom lip Al smirks.
“It looks like I just need to remind this forgetful body of yours.”
Al leaned forward so his lips were a hairs breadth away from Ed’s ear and said, “We couldn’t have it forgetting now could we?”
Ed could speak but he was shaking his head no as hard as he could. Al shifted causing his thigh to raze the hard on his actions had brought forth and he smiled down at Ed.
“Well, well,” Al whispered as he slid a finger up the length of Ed’s member, “it seems your body hasn’t forgotten after all. Maybe it’s you that needs the reminder after all.”
Ed found himself flipped around and facing the wall with Al behind him faster than he could blink. Skilled hands slid down Ed’s thighs, gripping, kneading and massaging the muscles there before moving his right hand inward and wrapping his hand around Ed’s cock.
The slow torturous stroking began and any time Ed’s breathing picked up Al let his grip go nearly slack and the stroking became so light it was taunting. When he tried to wiggle and squirm his way to more friction Al grabbed his braid, jerked his head back and asked, “What’s wrong, Brother?”
“Al… Al please…”
“I don’t think you’re in any position to be asking for anything.”
“It didn’t mea… mean anything Al I swear!”
“You looked awful happy when she was pressed against you. Maybe I should quit now and let…”
“No!”
“No? Why not?” Al asked as his fist tightened once again.
“It… it was nothing… I’m sorry and please… Al please…”
“Tell me,” Al said as he licked Ed’s exposed throat and began stroking him again in earnest, “tell me who you belong to.”
“I… I…,” Ed tried but the sensations coursing through him were making speech damn near impossible.
“I can’t hear you, Brother.”
“I’m yours Al… I’m yours please just… I…”
Al let go of Ed’s braid, pulled his brother’s body flush against his own, pumped Ed’s member a few more times and said, “Cum for me.”
He didn’t have to tell Ed twice.
When Ed finally came back to his senses he was sitting in Al’s lap.
Al kissed his temple and said, “I trust we won’t have this issue again?”
Ed nodded but he knew with Al’s juvenile tendency to be jealous it would happen again and he looked forward to it every time.
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Author:
lynx212Chars/Pairs: Al/Ed
Genres: Smut... slight fetishy smut
Warnings: *heh heh* enjoy the ride!
Word Count: 665
Summary: Ed gets hit on in front of Al and there is hell to pay. Ed belongs to him... plain and simple.
My entry for
hentai_contestAl hadn’t said one word to him during the walk home and Ed knew it was going to be a long night.
There was no way he could have foreseen what had happened at the train station. He couldn’t have known that the little red headed cadet Maes had sent over to brief him on his upcoming mission would decide to fling herself at him, smooch him a good one before offering to keep him company while he was back in town.
Livid didn’t even begin to describe Al’s reaction.
Ed was in the middle chastising his brother for being childish when Al whirled around, pinned him by the shoulders to the living room wall and growled, “You are mine.”
“I know that Al but…”
“Do you, Brother?” Al asked as piercing grey eyes looked at Ed in a way that robbed him of speech.
When Ed didn’t manage to spit out any response Al clapped, grabbed Ed’s shirt with one hand and pants with the other and moments later Ed’s clothing was nothing more than a pile of threads in the floor. Before Ed’s brain could even hope to process what was going on Al’s lips latched onto his collarbone.
“You have always been mine.”
Al lectured his wayward sibling and lover as his lips worked their way down Ed’s neck.
“You know this.”
Pulling each glove off with his teeth Al tossed them aside and slid his hands up Ed’s bare sides.
“Your mind knows this.”
A thumb glides over Ed’s nipple and when he sucks in his bottom lip Al smirks.
“It looks like I just need to remind this forgetful body of yours.”
Al leaned forward so his lips were a hairs breadth away from Ed’s ear and said, “We couldn’t have it forgetting now could we?”
Ed could speak but he was shaking his head no as hard as he could. Al shifted causing his thigh to raze the hard on his actions had brought forth and he smiled down at Ed.
“Well, well,” Al whispered as he slid a finger up the length of Ed’s member, “it seems your body hasn’t forgotten after all. Maybe it’s you that needs the reminder after all.”
Ed found himself flipped around and facing the wall with Al behind him faster than he could blink. Skilled hands slid down Ed’s thighs, gripping, kneading and massaging the muscles there before moving his right hand inward and wrapping his hand around Ed’s cock.
The slow torturous stroking began and any time Ed’s breathing picked up Al let his grip go nearly slack and the stroking became so light it was taunting. When he tried to wiggle and squirm his way to more friction Al grabbed his braid, jerked his head back and asked, “What’s wrong, Brother?”
“Al… Al please…”
“I don’t think you’re in any position to be asking for anything.”
“It didn’t mea… mean anything Al I swear!”
“You looked awful happy when she was pressed against you. Maybe I should quit now and let…”
“No!”
“No? Why not?” Al asked as his fist tightened once again.
“It… it was nothing… I’m sorry and please… Al please…”
“Tell me,” Al said as he licked Ed’s exposed throat and began stroking him again in earnest, “tell me who you belong to.”
“I… I…,” Ed tried but the sensations coursing through him were making speech damn near impossible.
“I can’t hear you, Brother.”
“I’m yours Al… I’m yours please just… I…”
Al let go of Ed’s braid, pulled his brother’s body flush against his own, pumped Ed’s member a few more times and said, “Cum for me.”
He didn’t have to tell Ed twice.
When Ed finally came back to his senses he was sitting in Al’s lap.
Al kissed his temple and said, “I trust we won’t have this issue again?”
Ed nodded but he knew with Al’s juvenile tendency to be jealous it would happen again and he looked forward to it every time.