Drabble - Blow out the candle
Dec. 10th, 2009 12:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
baroqueangelTitle: Blow out the candle
Words: 1,225
Characters: Roy/Ed
Rating: PG – 13
Warnings: Mild swearing, talks of nakedness, implied man love (it wouldn’t be any fun if there wasn’t any of that XD)
Summary: It is Ed’s birthday and Roy missed the party. Just how will he make it up to Ed?
A.N: I started this ages ago with the idea of using it for a birthday post and Yay a birthday has arrived (well almost) and I’ve finally finished it. That is, I’ve edited it and re-read it twice so if there are any mistakes, sorry ^^; And now I can add this to the list of finally done fics, only another 36 to go ;_;
Happy Birthday
Ed walked under the street lamps, anger etched onto his face. He was furious, frighteningly so and it was all Roy’s fault. One night off, that was all he asked, that the man take one night off to go out for a meal with Al and Winry to celebrate Ed’s birthday. Was that too much to ask? He didn’t think so. What could possibly be more important than his lovers’ 21st birthday?
Ed took a deep breath to try and calm himself down and when that didn’t work tried taking another. There was no point wasting his anger, after all he needed to save it all up to think of a suitable punishment for his soon to be hospitalised partner. How could he not show up? Ed had been mortified sitting there with his brother and oldest friend, singing Roy’s praises about how he had made Ed a promise to show up and enjoy a meal, buy him the biggest chocolate cake just for him and then he would whisk Ed home to make mad passionate love to him.
Al had asked him to stop at that point, Ed wasn’t sure why. Winry had been a little weird though, she kept looking at him all funny, it had been kind of creepy if truth be told. But then the anger had started to rise as they waited and waited and waited some more finally ordering because it was obvious to everyone that Roy was not going to turn up. How dare he do this to him? How dare he forget? Not even a phone call, a message, fuck Ed would have settled for a carrier pigeon. Did Roy think so little of him?
Ed could feel the tears starting to gather at the corners of his eyes and he fought to hold onto the anger, clinging on to the humiliation and pain as he thought up new and inventive ways of damaging someone without leaving a mark.
As he neared the house he noticed that a light was on, he hadn’t turned it on before going to meet Al and Winry so it must mean that the bastard was home. He steeled himself for the confrontation to come as he walked up the front path. Taking one last deep breath he opened the door and stepped inside slamming it behind him.
“Where are you you bastard?” He almost ripped off his coat and flung it aside as he moved further into the house, there was no reply to his outburst. “I know you’re here, don’t ignore me, I deserve an explanation!” He moved around the house checking the kitchen and living room, when he found nobody there he headed for the stairs.
“Where the fuck were you tonight you ungrateful son of a whore?” His feet moved swiftly towards the bedroom and he could see a faint light through a gap in the door. Roy had to be in there and God help him when Ed got his hands on him.
“What do you have…to…say…” Ed stopped short at the sight in front of him. Roy was asleep naked on the bed and at any other time that wouldn’t have stopped Ed’s murderous rage but this was just…different. Roy was propped up against the headboard and somehow he had managed to restrain his own hands, Ed would have to ask him later how he had managed to do that.
Covering the bed beneath Roy was what seemed like thousands of red rose petals and they weren’t just on the bed, they created a path between the bed and the door, a trail for Ed to follow. To top off this scene written in what Ed could only assume was chocolate body paint were the words ‘Happy Birthday Edward’ on Roy’s chest and Ed almost gave up his anger right there but he wasn’t going to let Roy off that easily.
On the table beside the bed was an envelope with Ed’s name written on it in Roy’s almost unreadable scrawl. He walked over to it and picked it up, opening it and pulling out the card within. He had to smile as he saw what was on the cover. A small bunny was looking up at him with tears in the corner of its eyes; in its paws it held a sign that read sorry in big letters.
“As if a card is gonna get you off the hook, no matter how cute it might be” Ed opened it up to see just what Roy thought he could say to apologise and get himself out of this latest fuck up.
My dearest Edward
I apologise with all my heart for missing this evening. You know that if I could have been there I would have if only to keep the last part of my promise, to whisk you off your feet and make mad passionate love to you. You are my heart and my soul and I could never live without you. I offer you my body as penance to do with as you wish for this one night. I hope this offering will suffice to quench your anger and to bring me back into your good graces.
With all my love
Yours forever
Roy aka The Bastard
“You always did know how to sweet talk your way out of trouble Mustang; you really should have been a politician with the crap you think up.” Ed couldn’t help but smirk at the card as he reread the words scribbled before him. So he was offering up his body was he? This could be interesting. Ed leaned down and licked the shell of Roy’s ear before quietly whispering to him “wake up you old bastard.”
“Ed, is that you?” Roy’s voice was groggy as he slowly regained consciousness. He turned towards the sound of Ed’s voice and smiled up at the blond when he could finally focus enough to see him.
“Who else would it be idiot?”
“Did you read the card?” Roy’s voice sounded hopeful and Ed smiled down at him.
“Yes I read the card. It’s the only reason my hands aren’t around your throat right now.” Roy let out the faint beginnings of a laugh but quickly stopped at the look Ed gave him. “Oh, you aren’t in the clear just yet. There’s the matter of your gift to me.”
“Like I said in the card I give you my body, but only for tonight.” Roy was sure to emphasise the last part but he still really didn’t like the look on Ed’s face right now.
“Oh I’m going to make good use of your present, trust me on that,” Roy was really beginning to regret this now, “but I meant my other gift.”
Roy looked genuinely confused, what other gift could be more important than the offer of his body? “And what would that be Edward?”
“Where’s my chocolate cake?” Of course, food, always first in Ed’s mind. Roy slowly looked down at himself and his quickly rising erection before looking back up at Ed’s smirking face, he had promised him a cake hadn’t he, and in a sense he had delivered, there was some chocolate lettering at least.
“Why don’t we pretend that I’m the cake Edward, do you want to blow out the candle?”
And with that the fun began.
Words: 1,225
Characters: Roy/Ed
Rating: PG – 13
Warnings: Mild swearing, talks of nakedness, implied man love (it wouldn’t be any fun if there wasn’t any of that XD)
Summary: It is Ed’s birthday and Roy missed the party. Just how will he make it up to Ed?
A.N: I started this ages ago with the idea of using it for a birthday post and Yay a birthday has arrived (well almost) and I’ve finally finished it. That is, I’ve edited it and re-read it twice so if there are any mistakes, sorry ^^; And now I can add this to the list of finally done fics, only another 36 to go ;_;
Happy Birthday ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Ed walked under the street lamps, anger etched onto his face. He was furious, frighteningly so and it was all Roy’s fault. One night off, that was all he asked, that the man take one night off to go out for a meal with Al and Winry to celebrate Ed’s birthday. Was that too much to ask? He didn’t think so. What could possibly be more important than his lovers’ 21st birthday?
Ed took a deep breath to try and calm himself down and when that didn’t work tried taking another. There was no point wasting his anger, after all he needed to save it all up to think of a suitable punishment for his soon to be hospitalised partner. How could he not show up? Ed had been mortified sitting there with his brother and oldest friend, singing Roy’s praises about how he had made Ed a promise to show up and enjoy a meal, buy him the biggest chocolate cake just for him and then he would whisk Ed home to make mad passionate love to him.
Al had asked him to stop at that point, Ed wasn’t sure why. Winry had been a little weird though, she kept looking at him all funny, it had been kind of creepy if truth be told. But then the anger had started to rise as they waited and waited and waited some more finally ordering because it was obvious to everyone that Roy was not going to turn up. How dare he do this to him? How dare he forget? Not even a phone call, a message, fuck Ed would have settled for a carrier pigeon. Did Roy think so little of him?
Ed could feel the tears starting to gather at the corners of his eyes and he fought to hold onto the anger, clinging on to the humiliation and pain as he thought up new and inventive ways of damaging someone without leaving a mark.
As he neared the house he noticed that a light was on, he hadn’t turned it on before going to meet Al and Winry so it must mean that the bastard was home. He steeled himself for the confrontation to come as he walked up the front path. Taking one last deep breath he opened the door and stepped inside slamming it behind him.
“Where are you you bastard?” He almost ripped off his coat and flung it aside as he moved further into the house, there was no reply to his outburst. “I know you’re here, don’t ignore me, I deserve an explanation!” He moved around the house checking the kitchen and living room, when he found nobody there he headed for the stairs.
“Where the fuck were you tonight you ungrateful son of a whore?” His feet moved swiftly towards the bedroom and he could see a faint light through a gap in the door. Roy had to be in there and God help him when Ed got his hands on him.
“What do you have…to…say…” Ed stopped short at the sight in front of him. Roy was asleep naked on the bed and at any other time that wouldn’t have stopped Ed’s murderous rage but this was just…different. Roy was propped up against the headboard and somehow he had managed to restrain his own hands, Ed would have to ask him later how he had managed to do that.
Covering the bed beneath Roy was what seemed like thousands of red rose petals and they weren’t just on the bed, they created a path between the bed and the door, a trail for Ed to follow. To top off this scene written in what Ed could only assume was chocolate body paint were the words ‘Happy Birthday Edward’ on Roy’s chest and Ed almost gave up his anger right there but he wasn’t going to let Roy off that easily.
On the table beside the bed was an envelope with Ed’s name written on it in Roy’s almost unreadable scrawl. He walked over to it and picked it up, opening it and pulling out the card within. He had to smile as he saw what was on the cover. A small bunny was looking up at him with tears in the corner of its eyes; in its paws it held a sign that read sorry in big letters.
“As if a card is gonna get you off the hook, no matter how cute it might be” Ed opened it up to see just what Roy thought he could say to apologise and get himself out of this latest fuck up.
My dearest Edward
I apologise with all my heart for missing this evening. You know that if I could have been there I would have if only to keep the last part of my promise, to whisk you off your feet and make mad passionate love to you. You are my heart and my soul and I could never live without you. I offer you my body as penance to do with as you wish for this one night. I hope this offering will suffice to quench your anger and to bring me back into your good graces.
With all my love
Yours forever
Roy aka The Bastard
“You always did know how to sweet talk your way out of trouble Mustang; you really should have been a politician with the crap you think up.” Ed couldn’t help but smirk at the card as he reread the words scribbled before him. So he was offering up his body was he? This could be interesting. Ed leaned down and licked the shell of Roy’s ear before quietly whispering to him “wake up you old bastard.”
“Ed, is that you?” Roy’s voice was groggy as he slowly regained consciousness. He turned towards the sound of Ed’s voice and smiled up at the blond when he could finally focus enough to see him.
“Who else would it be idiot?”
“Did you read the card?” Roy’s voice sounded hopeful and Ed smiled down at him.
“Yes I read the card. It’s the only reason my hands aren’t around your throat right now.” Roy let out the faint beginnings of a laugh but quickly stopped at the look Ed gave him. “Oh, you aren’t in the clear just yet. There’s the matter of your gift to me.”
“Like I said in the card I give you my body, but only for tonight.” Roy was sure to emphasise the last part but he still really didn’t like the look on Ed’s face right now.
“Oh I’m going to make good use of your present, trust me on that,” Roy was really beginning to regret this now, “but I meant my other gift.”
Roy looked genuinely confused, what other gift could be more important than the offer of his body? “And what would that be Edward?”
“Where’s my chocolate cake?” Of course, food, always first in Ed’s mind. Roy slowly looked down at himself and his quickly rising erection before looking back up at Ed’s smirking face, he had promised him a cake hadn’t he, and in a sense he had delivered, there was some chocolate lettering at least.
“Why don’t we pretend that I’m the cake Edward, do you want to blow out the candle?”
And with that the fun began.
