Drabble - Hollow
Jun. 30th, 2012 09:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
baroqueangelTitle: Hollow
Pairing/Characters: Hei/Ed
Rating: PG - 13
Warning: Angst, swearing, mentions of man smex (the usual)
Words: 443
Summary: Ed’s feeling hollow
A.N: I’m feeling down and that of course means the angst is flowing. I had one little thought about needing to feel something, any kind of emotion, even physical pain would do, and this happened. I’ve read it once, I really don’t care if there are mistakes right now!
He awoke with a start, sweat pouring down his naked back. He sat up in the bed and stared at nothing, just wishing away the images that plagued his dreams. Beside him lay another dream, one with a name that was like his brother’s, one with a face that was like his brother’s but it wasn’t his brother.
His brother, last he had seen, was a hollow suit of armour with a soul attached. He felt pretty hollow right now and he wondered if this was how Al had felt all those years walking around the way he had. Had it felt this lonely and empty? This hollow?
He needed something, anything, that could make him feel, something that might elicit some kind of emotion from him.
He looked down at the dream beside him.
He would do.
Ed leant down and brushed his lips across the skin on the dream’s neck. He licked at the dream’s ear and waited for the dream to wake up.
“What is it Ed?”
“Fuck me Alfons.”
The dream woke up quickly after that and stared at Ed as if he could work out what he was thinking just by looking into his eyes. Ed kissed him again, running his hand down the dream’s chest as he did.
“Fuck me and make me feel alive, make me feel something. Fuck me so hard I forget my own name.”
~~~
Alfons wasn’t sure what the matter was this time but he knew that Ed would not stop until he complied with the demand. He hated doing it this way but he knew that if he tried gentle when Ed wanted rough neither of them would be satisfied.
Alfons lifted his hand to Ed’s head and grabbed a fistful of his hair. He pulled it tight, yanking back Ed’s head and bringing forth a hiss of pain.
“Fine Ed, I’ll fuck you”
~~~
Ed smiled briefly before the dream smashed their mouths together in a brutal kiss. He needed this, he needed to feel and the dream would help him do that. Even if it only lasted a little while, even if this wasn’t real, it would still let him feel something and then he could stop feeling so hollow.
Ed stopped thinking when the dream reached into his boxers to wrap a hand around his cock. The sharp pain of being squeezed before the pleasure of being stroked was just what he wanted, just what he needed. The dream was helping him feel awake and he was content with that for now. At least until he found a way to stop the nightmares and wake up for good.
Pairing/Characters: Hei/Ed
Rating: PG - 13
Warning: Angst, swearing, mentions of man smex (the usual)
Words: 443
Summary: Ed’s feeling hollow
A.N: I’m feeling down and that of course means the angst is flowing. I had one little thought about needing to feel something, any kind of emotion, even physical pain would do, and this happened. I’ve read it once, I really don’t care if there are mistakes right now!
He awoke with a start, sweat pouring down his naked back. He sat up in the bed and stared at nothing, just wishing away the images that plagued his dreams. Beside him lay another dream, one with a name that was like his brother’s, one with a face that was like his brother’s but it wasn’t his brother.
His brother, last he had seen, was a hollow suit of armour with a soul attached. He felt pretty hollow right now and he wondered if this was how Al had felt all those years walking around the way he had. Had it felt this lonely and empty? This hollow?
He needed something, anything, that could make him feel, something that might elicit some kind of emotion from him.
He looked down at the dream beside him.
He would do.
Ed leant down and brushed his lips across the skin on the dream’s neck. He licked at the dream’s ear and waited for the dream to wake up.
“What is it Ed?”
“Fuck me Alfons.”
The dream woke up quickly after that and stared at Ed as if he could work out what he was thinking just by looking into his eyes. Ed kissed him again, running his hand down the dream’s chest as he did.
“Fuck me and make me feel alive, make me feel something. Fuck me so hard I forget my own name.”
~~~
Alfons wasn’t sure what the matter was this time but he knew that Ed would not stop until he complied with the demand. He hated doing it this way but he knew that if he tried gentle when Ed wanted rough neither of them would be satisfied.
Alfons lifted his hand to Ed’s head and grabbed a fistful of his hair. He pulled it tight, yanking back Ed’s head and bringing forth a hiss of pain.
“Fine Ed, I’ll fuck you”
~~~
Ed smiled briefly before the dream smashed their mouths together in a brutal kiss. He needed this, he needed to feel and the dream would help him do that. Even if it only lasted a little while, even if this wasn’t real, it would still let him feel something and then he could stop feeling so hollow.
Ed stopped thinking when the dream reached into his boxers to wrap a hand around his cock. The sharp pain of being squeezed before the pleasure of being stroked was just what he wanted, just what he needed. The dream was helping him feel awake and he was content with that for now. At least until he found a way to stop the nightmares and wake up for good.
