Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Word Count: 907
Type: Light fluff, Light humor, Oneshot
Summary: Ed is bored and he wants Roy to entertain him.
A/N: This story doesn't exactly have a point. It's more of a 'snapshot' of Roy and Ed's relationship. Like picking out a random moment. ^_^
“I’m bored...” he heard Ed say.
There was a long moment of silence before he was aware of Ed leaning against his desk. “Did you hear me?”
“I’m bored,” Ed said flatly.
He glanced back down into Ed’s upside-down face, and said blandly, “You may not realize this, but I was actually doing something with the papers you’re now laying on.”
“Do something with me instead,” Ed demanded.
“You will?” Ed said hopefully.
“After we get off work,”
Ed shook his head at the suggestion. “I’m not allowed to leave headquarters outside work hours without a ‘higher ranking officer’, remember? Gonna be that way for the next two weeks...”
“Oh, shut up...” Ed said with a frown. “It’s not like I knew it would start a food fight... Seriously, Hakuro has no sense of humor...”
Ed opened his mouth, then closed it, looking a little sheepish, but still not able to keep the smile from forming on his face. “Okay, okay... but now I can’t do anything! I’m dying of boredom.”
“Surely such an intelligent and imaginative alchemist such as yourself can find something to occupy his time,”
“No. I can’t. I never do anything in this building that applies to my job.”
Ed blew on the paper until it slid off his face, then scowled up at
“I guess I could always go hang out in the bathroom and jerk off all day,” Ed mused. “Of course, even though I’m a teenager, I can only cum so many times a day. I just might not have the energy to do anything with you in the evenings...”
“Kiss me,” Ed said smugly.
Returning his gaze to Ed,
“It’s what you get for not being very specific,”
Ed’s eyes narrowed a little, then he said, “Press your Labia superfluos entafada and Labium inferius against my Labia superfluos entafada and Labium inferius. How’s that for specific? Or would you like me to give you the mathematical formula for how much pressure you should use?”
As he pulled away,
“Not a chance,”
“Prude,” Ed said with a pout.
“Be sure to bring some research with you tomorrow,”
Ed rolled his eyes. “That doesn’t help me with today.” There was a pause, then, “I know, I’ll take a nap.”
It was then that
“Alright!” Ed said, easily jumping off the desk.
Putting all his paperwork together in a folder,