Title: Secret Military Business
Genre: Romance/Humor
Pairings: Roy/Ed
Rating: M, for sexual content.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: For Roy, everything went well until Edward had to open his mouth and say "aaah."
Author's Note: Before I say anything else, I want to thank Blackrose Kitsune for being an amazing beta. Yes! I have actually gotten myself a beta, which was about time. I suggest you check out her fics. As for the story ... I must admit I'm quite pleased with this one. Thank you all who has reviewed so far! I absolutely adore you guys. But I'll quit my blabbering now. I hope you like!

Secret Military Business

It was probably because he was Ed's guardian that Roy had to take his lover to the dentist. Because if they knew what Roy was doing to that boy behind closed doors, when no one else was watching, they would have picked someone else to do it. About that, Roy was a hundred percent sure.

Not that Roy didn't understand that, because he did. First, Ed was fifteen. Which meant that Ed was underage. And Roy fucked him, sucked him, and jerked him off. And fucking, sucking and jerking a person who was underage, was against the law. Second, Ed was his subordinate (his underage subordinate), and fucking, sucking and jerking a subordinate was also against the law. Third, Ed was a boy. An underage boy who happened to be his subordinate. Not that fucking, sucking and jerking another male off was against the law, but people had limited views on the matter.

Or, to put it more simply: Fucking Ed was against the law.

But telling Ed that he had to go to the dentist should be against the law. Because when he told Ed, he nearly got a fist in the face, which clearly said 'I don't need to go to the dentist'. But, being the man that he was, he had just smirked in reply and said that he had no choice. Luckily, he didn't get a fist in the face for that. Ed just nearly broke his mahogany desk with his metal foot.

The arguing continued; or, Ed continued to argue about it. Mustang ignored him. Ed came with all sorts of excuses.

"My teeth are just fine, they don't need to be examined, you Bastard!"

"I can't. I don't have the time. I need to continue the research on the Stone."

"I don't like having things stuffed inside my mouth."

Roy almost burst out laughing at that one. Because he knew for sure that Ed liked — no — Ed loved to have things in his mouth. Especially things that were long and round and hard. But, despite being amused by Ed's comment, the Colonel had continued to ignore him. And luckily, in the end, Edward had given in.

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"Edward Elric?" the middle-aged woman behind the counter questioned softly, looking up from the papers she had lying in front of her.

Roy coughed and raised a hand. "That's us," he said and pointed at a pouting Edward sitting in the chair next to him.

"Mr. Layton is ready to see you now," she smiled, hand waving in the direction of the dentist's office. Roy gave her a breathtaking smile and nodded, tapping Ed's shoulder, waiting for the young alchemist to rise up.

"If we leave now," Ed began, not moving from the chair he was sitting on, "I'll let you be all romantic and have it your way for a month."

Roy laughed. Sure, actually being allowed by Edward Elric to be romantic sounded great, but Roy Mustang was not a weak man, and he would not give in for such an offer. "Edward, just leave it. It's not going to work," he said slowly, smirk in place. "Besides, I get to do it my way when I want to, because you always give in in the end," he continued smugly. "Now let's go."

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For Roy, everything went well until Edward had to open his mouth and say "aaah." The sound of Ed practically moaning when the dentist started to put all sort of things inside his mouth sent a shot from Roy's brain all the way down to his groin, which made his pants a bit tighter.

Good god, have mercy. Not now.

"This looks good so far, Mr. Elric," the dentist smiled, putting another object Roy couldn't put a name on inside Ed's mouth. Roy watched as the dentist, Mr. Layton, continued to explore Ed's mouth, which didn't make things easier for the Colonel at all. Watching the man explore his lover's mouth with unnamed things made him want to explore it too, with his tongue, like he had done so many times before.

If his uniform trousers weren't tight already, they grew tight then.

Roy tried for five whole minutes to make eye contact with Ed, but the boy seemed to be fixed on the tools going in and out of his mouth.

In and out.

He was such a pervert, and he knew it. His cock grew harder at the thought of going in and out of Edward, and he had to close his eyes and relax, and try to rid himself of the stirring erection in his pants. But alas, it did not help. And things only got worse when he finally got contact with Ed.

He was smiling (or trying to), and held a thumb up to let Roy know that everything was going fine so far. Then, the dentist did something that obviously hurt, because Ed arched his crotch up in the air. But of course, Roy imagined Ed arching against him.

"Are you his father?" the dentist asked as Ed recovered from the incident, turning around to Roy. The Colonel shifted uncomfortably on the chair he was sitting on, forcing a smile upon his lips, trying to ignore the pulsing erection between his crossed legs.

"No," Roy said more huskily than normal. "I'm his guardian."

"Oh," Mr. Layton answered understandingly, turning around to focus on the boy in his chair again. Then there were some noises coming from Edward; loud, low, long and short ones.

If he's not done soon, I'm going to come in my pants.

"There," the dentist said cheerily, taking away the napkin Ed had had around his neck from the beginning. "We're done for today. We will send you a notification—" the man pointed at Roy "—when his next appointment is." Ed got out of the chair, his tongue seeking his lips to wet them; they had probably gone dry while he was being examined.

"Thank you," Roy said, grabbing his coat, which he held firmly in front of his pants. He walked over to Ed, placed a hand on his back, and gave him a slight push forward. "Shall we go, Edward?" The boy nodded shortly, before being practically shoved out the door.

"It wasn't that bad actually — whoa! Are we in a hurry?" Edward asked as Roy grabbed him by the hand and dragged him down the corridor. The man didn't answer, he just continued to drag Edward with him. They turned a couple of corners before Roy found what he was looking for. It was a small room, probably an old storage room, and Roy opened the door quickly, pushing Ed inside before someone could see them.

"What's with you?"

Roy threw away his coat and locked the door, then pushed the teen against the wall and kissed him forcefully, his body grinding against the other male's of its own accord. "I am never taking you to the dentist, ever again," he hissed against Ed's lips. "Do you know how much self-control it requires to sit there and listen to you moan over the tools the dentist was using, and not come in your pants?" Roy asked, panting, eyebrow raised.

Edward wanted to push Roy away, because really, even though the Colonel looked really good today, he wasn't keen on sex in an old storage room that smelled bad. But then he felt Roy's rock hard dick poke him on his belly, and he forgot all about the stench. He could concentrate on the stench later, because now Roy's mouth was on his neck, and he was kissing it so lovingly, so smoothly and so Roy-ishly.

He tilted his head, giving Roy better access to his neck. The teasing kisses and touches went straight to his waking erection, and it didn't take long before he was almost as hard as his boyfriend.

Roy rid Ed of his leather jacket, throwing it in the same direction he threw his coat. The tank top followed, and in front of him stood the ever so beautiful Edward Elric, in only his leather pants, where quite a big bulge could be spotted easily.

Ed delivered him delicious moans of pleasure as he embraced his right nipple with his mouth while he undid the boy's big belt. In a few seconds the belt was free, and he looked up at Edward as he teasingly drew the zipper down slowly. He found it hard to drag it over Ed's cock, which made him idly wonder how it would be to get his own pants off. Because as hard as he was now, he hadn't been in a long time, and that made him think that the fact that he hadn't come in his pants yet was a miracle.

Finally, he got the teen's pants and boxers off, and as he leaned in to stick his groin in his mouth, Ed growled.

"Don't do that, you moron," he spat, nudging Roy in the ribs with his human leg. "If you want your Mustang to get a ride, I suggest that you don't do that. Because as hard as you are now, you'll just cum while you suck me off, and that will result in me having to jerk myself off while you — old man — recover from your orgasm."

Roy didn't see the problem in that, so he slicked himself up with the lube he always kept in his pocket, then placed Ed on the small table that was placed in one of the room's four corners. Luckily, they had had sex that morning (in an attempt to get Ed in a good mood before his visit to the dentist), so there was no need for Roy to prepare Ed, he could just slide slowly inside. Which he did.

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Roy sighed heavily, leaning against the wall with his pants as a pool around his ankles and watched as Ed got dressed and braided his hair. The boy just looked up at him while doing it and smiled, and in that moment, Roy forgot how to breathe.

"Will you get dressed already?" Edward asked, slightly irritated over the fact that his lover hadn't bothered to put his pants back on. Roy just smiled dreamily at him, not dragging his pants back up as his boyfriend had ordered. Ed let out a groan before making his way to the Colonel. He yanked Roy's long briefs up first, then gave his ass a pat before dragging the uniform trousers up too.

"Can we go already?" Ed asked impatiently, picking up Roy's coat and throwing it at him. "I'm supposed to meet Al back at the library."

Roy nodded shortly and went to open up the door. He opened it, waiting for Ed, and when the boy was in front of him, he laid a hand on his shoulder, and bent down to kiss his neck while they made their way out of the room.

"Mm, baby, you were so good," he murmured into Ed's neck, and as he did that, he felt the boy go dead in his tracks. When Roy looked up, he saw that same old middle-aged woman from before, and she looked shocked, angry, or maybe both.

He coughed and shoved Ed forward before pushing the door almost closed, standing in front of it.

Then he straightened his jacket and gave the door a single push from behind. "Secret military business?"