Title: Compromising Position

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters only the plot is mine ^_^

When Falman opened the door to Roy's office they all froze.

Falman froze.

Ed Froze.

Roy Froze.

You see, it was two hours past closing time and the quiet man had come back to the office to get a copy of the minutes from the last unit meeting he knew Roy had on on his desk. Lost in thought he hadn't paid attention to the noise the other two men had to have been making before he entered...either that or Roy's office was sound proof.

Golden eyes looked into normally obscured brown eyes just before those brown eyes traveled down to the midnight blue's of his commanding officer then back up to Ed's. The entire scenario screamed awkward and no one knew what to do or say so they did and said nothing.

For you see Falman had walked in on quite the intimate moment between the other two men. Roy was face down on his desk with his ass hiked in the air and Edward Elric looked to be buried balls deep in Centrals very own ladies man. Ed's flesh hand was on Roy's hip as his other hand gripped the shelf off to the side. With one foot propped up on the desk for leverage he stood there staring at Vato Falman in complete and utter shock mixed with mortification.

Just when the two men having the stare down thought they'd be stuck in their awkward tension forever Roy casually said, "Falman what brings you here this time of night?" As if he wasn't half naked in his office with his barely legal subordinates cock up his ass.

Shaking his head to dislodge himself from Ed's intense gaze Falman tried to compose an answer. Why the hell was he there? Oh yeah the minutes, "I came by to get the minutes from the last unit meeting, Sir."

"Well last time I checked they were here on my desk somewhere," Roy began as he sifted around as much as he was able to considering his position. When he located the papers he gathered them in a hasty pile and held them out. Falman hesitated for a moment before stepping forward to retrieve them. Once close to the pair he noticed three things: One, under all of those layers of clothing Ed was built like a small tank. Two, Ed had grown because he was surprisingly not standing on anything to...to..get in the position he was in. Three, Roy had a really nice ass.

Swallowing hard, he grasped the papers, did an about face and marched purposefully toward the door. When he reached for the knob Roy said, "And Falman..."

"Yes Sir," the man answered determined not to turn around.

"Would you be kind enough to lock the door on the way out?"

Surprised at the request but once he considered the situation he figured he shouldn't be and said, "Gladly Sir, anything else?"

"Put on a pot of coffee in the main office," Ed said as his grip tightened on Roy's hip, "he's gonna need it by the time I'm done with him."

Falman merely nodded, turned the lock and shut the door behind him. Before he could even get the filters out of the drawer to fulfil Ed's request he heard Roy's desk creaking and the General making some rather interesting sounds himself. Looking toward the closed door only once more Falman hurriedly put on the coffee and left...locking the main office doors as well.

As he strolled out of the building a soft smile crept over the man's face.

He had money to collect.

His first wager with the office crew had fallen in his favor. All in his favor. He had tried to tell all of them that if Ed and Roy were indeed fucking that there was no way in hell Ed never bent Roy over...despite his height and age Ed had too much energy and presence to be a constant bottom.