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Because I couldn't let the 10 year anniversary pass without ficcage!! ^_^

Title: A Slow Torturous Burn
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters: Ed/Roy
Table: Lime Flavored - Several (it was speaking to me)
Word Count: 873
Rating: R
Warnings/Spoilers: None (unless you count Roy misbehaving)
Summary: Ed tries to resist the inevitable.
A/N: Some of the things said in this fic were so totally hijacked from THIS TABLE I apologize now.

It shouldn't have happened.

I was drinking.

He was drinking and well… well shit happened.

We never spoke of it. Never talked about it but we've danced. Not to music, but to the unheard rhythm of stolen glances, fleeting touches and awkward conversations.

Here we are five months later doing the last thing we should be doing together but here we are anyway. When he started to pour me shot number five I put my hand over the glass. The world was as rose colored as I could stand it. I was smiling to easily. Laughing too loud and it had to stop. My speech was already a bit off and if I wasn’t mistaken the Bastard was flirting with me.

He looked at me as said, “Surely you’re not ready to call it a night already?”

“No I’m not but I need to be and so do you.”

“Do I now?”



“Because this isn’t going to happen.”

“What isn’t going to happen, Edward.”

There it was, my actual name sliding off that talented tongue like silk.

“You know damn well what a mean.”

“Pretend I’m the innocent one this time,” he said as he moved behind me. Too close. Way too close. “That was the game last time wasn’t it? Me tainting all that is you with my carnal knowledge.”

“Let it go, Roy.”

“Why. We both know I’m not the only one that wants this.”


“Then leave,” he said stepping back, giving me plenty of room to do so. He was challenging me. Trying to call my bluff. Am I bluffing? I don’t know but my ass wouldn’t leave the bar stool it was planted on.

“You’re a real piece of work, you know that?”

“I do and if I’m not mistaken so are you. I don’t think I’ll forget that face you made when I…”

My ass was up and moving then. Before I could take two good steps he had me pinned against the wall. Every fighting instinct I had flared to life but died as soon as I looked into his eyes.

Endless obsidian.

I was so damn lost to that look I couldn’t speak. It didn’t matter I didn’t have a damn thing to say anyway.

The back of his hand slid down my cheek making my heart hammer in my chest. When I tried to look away, callused fingers grabbed my chin as he forced me to look at him. I grabbed his hand and before I could rip it away he said, “Stay. If you do, I bet I could find a God neither of us believes in between your legs tonight.”

He could have led me out into the street naked after that line and I would have followed. That wicked smirk painted his face and I fold. When he turned my head and licked the shell of my ear it was over. I was in and nothing could drag me out.

“I can see those wicked thoughts behind your eyes. The very same thoughts you think you keep hidden. Those thoughts that keep you up at night, tossing, turning and desperately reaching out for a salvation and satisfaction you can’t seem to find.”

“Roy maybe we shouldn’t….”

I don’t even know why I tried. Damn this… this whatever it is that burns so intensely between us. Just as I feared it might consume us, I also didn’t care because part me wanted to embrace that heat.

“Don’t try to deny it, Edward. I know what it is you hide. I know because I can't stop watching you.”

His lips found my collarbone and I was drowning. I was in over my head and I didn’t want to be rescued.

“I can feel your pulse racing under your skin.”

I couldn’t move. His words and actions had me frozen to the spot.

“I could get drunk off the taste of you.”

My fingers entwined in his hair and I tried to pull him closer to me even though I don’t think it was possible. If I could have merged us into one standing there I think I would have.

“No more teasing. This won’t be some little quickie behind office doors.”

“But I…

“But nothing,” he said as one hand starts pulling on my tucked in shirt. “Come to me. Let me have you. Let me take you to those places your body has ached for.”

“Just one night. You have been my agony now be my deliverance. The time for dreaming has ended.”

His arm wraps around my waist. Pulling me away from the wall and drawing me into the heat radiating from his body. I was… I was right where I wanted to be.

“We have struck the match, there’s no going back. I’m begging you, please just let whatever this is between us burn until there’s nothing left.”

I nod as my body melted to his, any feigned resistance long gone. I couldn’t hold out anymore. The denial was a torture I didn’t have to… I didn’t want to endure it any longer. With my hand in his he led me to the stairs and I smiled.

I was willing to let his touch turn my soul to ashes.

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