Chapter 1

Edward Elric felt his pulse begin to quicken as he stared intimately at the Colonel's neck. How close the older man's body was to his, if he reached out he could feel the hardness of it under the blue military uniform. Wait, what was he thinking? Why was he having all these strange thoughts about the Colonel? Wasn't he supposed to think this way only about girls? But something about Mustang possessed the young alchemist, as he stood in the cave momentarily hiding from the homunculus that threatened them.

As Ed watched the dark haired man, much larger than he, the boy found himself engrossed in his thoughts. He remembered back to how his obsession with the Colonel began.

Ed had been absorbed in grief after finding out Hughes had been killed. After Fuery spilled the news to him, Ed felt his emotions overwhelm him and had run out into the hallway, looking for a place to safely let his tears fall. He'd found a closed door, hoping it would lead him to an empty room. He opened the door and quickly shut it behind him, in his haste he'd neglected to scan the room for it's contents and turned into the door as it shut. He laid his head upon the planks, shoulders heaving, and wept.

Roy Mustang had been perusing some reports that were stored in the room when he'd heard a commotion in the hallway. He'd flinched when the door banged open and the blonde alchemist entered the room. He stood there watching the grief-stricken boy as his head banged against the door and his sobs became audible. 'Damn-it' he thought, 'someone must have told him about Hughes… poor kid.'

Edward felt strong hands grip his shoulders from behind, turning him around. Ed had been startled and gasped as he realized what was happening, someone was there, witnessing his breakdown. The boy looked up through long blonde bangs, cheeks streaked with tears, and peered into dark eyes framed with almost black hair. "M-Mustang, I…," he stammered feeling the need to explain, instead he felt the Colonel pull him close.

'That was the moment I started feeling this way,' Ed thought as he felt heat spread across his face. The Colonel's embrace had been so comforting; he'd felt so safe. It'd been so long since anyone had held him like that. It'd felt so good and since then, their relationship had changed, ever so slightly. Whenever he'd been in the presence of the dark haired man, he'd caught himself thinking about things he shouldn't be thinking about. He'd found himself stealing glances of his full lips, of the strong chest that hid under his uniform, and of the bump in his pants. When he'd been alone with the man, his desire had been almost intolerable, more than once he'd had to excuse himself to calm his nerves.

His obsession had become increasingly intense. When Ed was alone in his dorm room, fantasies of himself with the Colonel swam in his head, driving him to lock his door in order to pleasure himself without fear of being caught.

Ed's mind was pulled back to the present, as the Colonel appeared to be looking over a ridge in the cave wall, his back was now to the boy. Ed felt Mustangs arm reach backward over his chest and pin him to the wall. A delighted smile spread over the boys face as he realized the Colonel was protecting him again. The Colonel's protective behavior had also started the day he was told of Hughes death.

"Sssh, Ed, damn-it, stop breathing so hard, I can't hear if they're following us" Mustang hissed.

The boy already flushed, became momentarily embarrassed; he hadn't noticed how hard he'd been breathing. He needed to cut short the visions that were flooding his mind and focus on their present situation. He certainly didn't want Mustang to get wounded trying to protect him while he was off in la-la-land. But the situation was getting the best of him; he'd never been this alone with the older man, not since that day.

Then, quite abruptly, Mustang's strong fingers grabbed a hold of Edward's flesh hand and pulled the young man as he rushed off in the opposite direction, deeper into the cave. "Hey, what is it, why are we going down here?" Edward protested.

"Ssshh, I don't want anyone to hear us, be quiet!" Mustang shot back.

Colonel Mustang ran down into the corridor of the cave, absent-mindedly holding Fullmetal's hand, trying to distinguish a way out. He knew there was doors in here somewhere, leading out into the woods and he was intent on finding one of them. With all the homunculus gathered up above them, he'd decided tonight was not the time to take them all on, it was better to seek shelter and fight another day. The Flame alchemist snapped his fingers to produce a small spark so he could peer into the darkness. His running slowed as he scanned the walls, "There it is, found ya!" he whispered. The dark haired man abruptly stopped, slamming the younger one into his side.

"Ow! Damn, Mustang, give me a warning next time, I can't see a thing in here." The young man exclaimed annoyingly, rubbing his shoulder.

Once stopped, the tight grip the young man held on the Colonel's hand became conspicuous. "OK Ed, you can let go now," he scolded as a smile spread across his face. The elder man turned away from the younger one and focused his gaze on the door in front of them. 'What was going on with Fullmetal? Ever since the day he was told about Hughes he seemed different,' he pondered. He'd noticed the young man staring at him, sometimes it even appeared like Ed was ogling him and it made him uneasy. The extra attention was stirring feelings in him he'd rather not address.

Edward released the Colonel's hand and looked shyly at the floor of the cave. He reprimanded himself for not keeping his feelings in check and told himself to be more careful next time. When he looked back up, Mustang had already opened the door and was headed out of the cave into the hallway. The young man watched the older man's silhouette and was surprised by how powerful his attraction had become.

Roy turned his dark head around and glared at the blonde, what was that look on his face about? "Are you coming or not, Fullmetal?" he said sharply.

Ed sighed and began to run through the doorway. Mustang joined him and they easily made their way through the corridor. There was a faint light up ahead and it spurred them on. As the pair came closer to the opening, the smell of pine trees and fresh forest air filled the surroundings. Ed and Roy found themselves starting to laugh as they made their way into the brush and slowed their gate.

"Boy, that was a close one," Mustang said, panting from the long run.

Ed's smile began to fade as he looked around, "so, which way from here?"

Mustang caught a glimpse of apprehension in his companion's words. He scanned the area and pretended to know where he was, "Well, this way, we'll follow this path. It should lead us to the road."

"You sure about that, Mustang?" Ed questioned. "I mean, I wouldn't want to get lost or something in the woods…with you…" he was fishing.

Mustang turned quickly to read Ed's face so he could understand the meaning behind what he'd just said. "Don't worry, we won't get lost", he said determined not to let on that he really had no idea how to get back.

The pair started down the path that Mustang had pointed out and before long they came upon a large creek. The two bent down and proceeded to get a drink. Ed splashed the water on his face, it was refreshing and the coldness was just what he needed if he was going to spend such an extended time alone with the Colonel. As he came back up to standing, Ed lost his footing and shouted as he plunged into the cold water. "Shit! That is fucking cold!" he screamed.

Mustang couldn't help but express amusement at the young man's predicament, "Way to go, grace!" he called out after him.

Ed pulled himself from the waters clutches and carefully made his way onto the shore. His clothes were completely soaked and his hair lay heavy on his face and shoulders. As he gazed at the Colonel and realized how stupid he must have looked, he also started to laugh. However, the cold got to him and the boy started shivering in-between his chuckles.

Mustang noticed the shivering and decided they had better get moving so Ed could warm up a bit and they could find some help. The two trudged on through the woods for a while as Mustang became increasingly alarmed at the welfare of his younger companion. When he looked over at the young man he was trembling uncontrollably and his teeth were audibly chattering. It was getting later and colder outside and fatigue was also setting in. "Ed, we better stop. I'll make a fire and get you warmed up, I don't want you getting sick on me," he told the blonde alchemist.

They found a nice clearing in the woods and the two gathered wood. Roy snapped his fingers and made a fire. "Ed, you need to take those wet clothes off," he said as he made his way towards the younger alchemist.

"Uh, what?" Ed responded, his mind was racing as he watched the older man move toward him.

"You'll never get warm in those wet clothes, take them off" he answered.

Ed was already feeling warmer as Mustang drew near to him. He could feel his face flush and was happy it was too dark for the older man to see it. He felt Roy lift his red robe off his shoulders and unclasp his jacket. The larger man waited patiently as Ed peeled off the wet jacket and handed it to him. He then pulled his black tank over his head and peered into Roy's face as he gave it to him, Ed was sure he saw Roy's eyes roam his bare chest. Ed's hand deliberately brushed Roy's as the tank was transferred, the motion caused the dark haired man to look away uneasily.

'Did he do that on purpose?' Roy wondered, 'did he see me looking at him? What's happening?' Roy turned away and hung Ed's clothes up on a tree branch, confused. "Go ahead and take off your pants Ed, you can hang them yourself," he instructed the boy. He didn't want to see him taking his pants off; he didn't want to feel like this, it wasn't right, was it? The Colonel turned his attentions to the fire and pulled off his blue military coat while he waited for Ed to disrobe completely.

Ed stood close to the Colonel wearing nothing but his boxers, still trembling, but not all from the cold. Mustang kept his face turned away from the young man as he handed his jacket back to him.

"Thanks, Roy," Ed told him, between clicking teeth.

Ed wanted so badly to push his cold body up against the Colonels and to feel his arms around him again. He'd seen the confusion on the man's face and he also saw something else too, was Mustang grappling with feelings for him? Ed walked over to the fire and sat close to it in the grass, trying to get warm.

Mustang watched as Ed huddled, half-naked, at the fire, thoughts were shooting at him and indecision was immobilizing him. 'What am I supposed to do?' he thought, 'The poor guy is half frozen, that fire and jacket won't be all he needs…all… he…needs…' his thoughts trailed off as images of him holding the boy entered his mind. Roy knew what he should do, it's not like it'd be the first time he'd held him and there was no other way, at least it's what he told himself.

Ed sat at the fire, still shivering when he heard Roy move behind him. To his surprise, Ed felt the man's body sit close to him and his arms enveloped around his torso. Ed closed his eyes, it was more than he could handle. He felt his desire swell and an ache filled his chest. He deliberately leaned against the dark haired man and rested his head on his shoulder. Ed waited for a response; he imagined Roy might pull away from him. But, much to his liking, Roy held his position.

Mustang felt the boy soften against him and he figured he was just tired, at least, that's what he told himself. No big deal, just tired and cold from the day. 'Fullmetal is still shivering even though he's sitting next to a fire, with my wool military jacket on, and my warm body right next to him.' Roy's thoughts were racing, 'Yep, that's it. Oh no, I'm not getting aroused…damn!'

The blonde alchemist moved slightly in order to get even closer to the Colonel. His passion was building and he rubbed his cheek on Mustangs chest. He let out a soft sigh as he turned his face towards the others skin and pressed his lips against Mustangs warm neck. The heat growing between Ed's legs was in need of attention, he pressed down on himself and let out a muffled soft moan.

Roy pulled away, all at once intrigued and disturbed at the same time. He stared into the blonde's face, trying to discern his intention. "Wh-what are you doing, Ed?" he asked apprehensively. Roy watched as Ed gazed up at him, eyelids heavy over amber irises and a pleading expression on his face. Roy noticed the blonde's ragged breathing, this is what he thought it was, there's no denying it.

Ed tried to regain his composure, Roy was clearly distressed with his advances, or was he? All he could say for sure was that being so close to him was driving him crazy. His eyes kept focusing on the dark haired man's lips, how he longed to touch them. Ed felt a lump form in his throat, he didn't think he could take a full on rejection, but it was now or never. In one quick move, Ed reached up and behind Roy's head and pulled his face into his, finally feeling their lips touch. He kissed the larger man hard, his out of control infatuation fueling his actions.

Roy was caught off guard when Ed kissed him. So why didn't he stop him? He wanted to stop him, didn't he? Mustang pondered these questions even as his mouth opened and his tongue found Ed's. Excitement was building in the older man's body. His nerves were set ablaze by the forbidden act he was engaging in. Roy could feel the blonde alchemists kisses coming faster and growing increasingly demanding. The younger mans body was twisting against the Colonels as he met the young alchemists fervor with his own.

Ed's body trembled with anticipation; he was finally acting out his fantasy. The young man shuddered with pleasure as he reached under his boxers and massaged vigorously on himself with his metal hand. While he kissed the Colonel on the lips and neck, his flesh hand found the dark haired man's firmness and stroked it through his trousers. He became aware of the sound of Mustang's moans and breathlessness, the tone of his voice sent the young man's senses reeling. He couldn't hold on much longer, spasms were threatening to engulf him. He stopped what he was doing and tore away from the Colonel, gasping. He peeked up at Roy through his bangs, not sure how to proceed.

Mustang knew Ed was at his limit, he could feel the increasing shakiness in the young man's body as it pressed against him. But the one thing he didn't want; was to stop. "Ed, don't stop now," Roy said softly. He sat close to the younger man, dark eyes peering into amber ones.

"But… I…I'm so close" Ed responded, starting to turn his face away.

The Colonel Grabbed Fullmetals face and pressed his lips upon him with full force, the action caused Ed to fall back onto his elbows, then his back, and Mustang followed. Mustang practically ripped off the young man's boxers, exposing him to whatever the elder man wanted. Ed was amazed at how much stronger the flame alchemist was, he was lifted and set back down as Roy straddled him. Ed realized his fantasy was now way beyond what he could have imagined. As Mustang kissed and fondled him, he whimpered and moaned as each wave of sensation overtook him. Roy was incredibly adept at lovemaking and it showed all over Ed's face. Over and over Mustang brought Ed to the breaking point, only to pull away and let it fade enough to start over again.

Mustang was fully enjoying having complete control over Ed's reactions; he toyed with the blonde; wanting to make his first time one he'd never forget. But the stimulation was getting the best of him; he needed a release. The dark haired man pulled his trousers off quickly and removed his boxers, when he looked down at Edward; his heart skipped a beat.

Ed was really relishing the encounter; it was like a dream. But, when he saw the quickness which Mustang undressed himself and the heated look in his eye, he became alarmed. The older man was so much more experienced, what was he intending to do to him? He had some idea of what might be on his mind, the thought of it made him fearful and eager at the same time.

"What's wrong, Ed?" Mustang questioned gently after seeing the apprehension in his eyes. How could Fullmetal suddenly be fearful? He started this whole thing, after all.

"Well, I… what are you going to do? I mean, I've never…" Ed tried to explain but was interrupted by the Colonel.

"Don't worry, Ed. I won't do anything you're not ready for." Mustang spoke softly to the young man and lay down next to him, both men on top of his military jacket. The Colonel looked at Ed, the young man's eyes were wide, searching his face. Mustang rolled on top of him and began kissing him, pushing his hardness against the blonde's. "Do you want me to do it?" he asked Ed, fully believing he'd know exactly what he was talking about.

"Do it?" Ed asked back, half muffled by Mustangs mouth on his.

The Colonel lifted his head and peered at the blonde, confused and a bit agitated now. "Ed, do you want me to…put it in?" he asked, trying to sound gentle.

"Ah…I don't know. Will it hurt?" Ed inquired, growing timid again.

"No, I won't then, not this time," he replied, concerned for the blonde alchemist. The Colonel decided the moment was now. He moved his head down over the young man's pelvic region and put his mouth over Ed's member. He watched as Ed groaned loudly and bucked with pleasure at the sensation. It only took a few seconds for Ed to climax; he shuddered and yelled out as the contractions consumed his body.

After he finished, the blonde looked inquisitively up at the Colonel, still a bit spacey after his release. "What do you want me to do for you, Mustang?" he asked, already knowing the answer. Before the Colonel could reply, Ed pushed him onto his back and bent over him to give back what was given. Ed felt the Colonel pushing hard against his mouth and knew it wouldn't be long. He heard Mustang call out his name as the spasms came.

When it was all over, the two state alchemists lay on the grassy forest floor, gazing at the warm fire, which illuminated their entwined bodies. Ed's clothes were still wet, so Mustang, who'd put most of his clothes back on, held his arms tightly around the young man. Ed snuggled into the Colonel's side, basking in his warmth and the comfort he gave.

"Mustang?" the blonde questioned.

"Yes, Fullmetal?" the dark haired man responded

"You know I'm not gay, right?" the blonde posed.

"Well, neither am I," the dark haired man replied, paused and continued, "It's nobody's business but ours."