Drabble - Wanting

[baroqueangel]

Title: Wanting – Lame title is so very lame
Pairing/Characters: Ed/Al
Rating: Sort of NC-17
Warning: Elricest, if you don’t like it, don’t read it.
Words: 882
Summary: Ed finds his brother doing something he never expected him to do, and helps out.
A.N: Written for sexkitten426 . I’m sorry the ending sucks, I just couldn’t seem to get the angst balance right, sorry ^^;

 

“Al, I’m home.” Ed pushed the door shut behind him with his foot as he carried the shopping bags through to the kitchen. “Sorry I took so long, you wouldn’t believe the queue in the store. We really have to learn not to wait till the last minute for shopping from now on.” Ed hated leaving Al at home while he shopped but even though he was slowly getting his strength back and was gaining weight and muscle, a trip to the shops could still wear him out. Anyway, Ed knew he was safe here.

“I got those grapes you like; you know the red seedless ones? Honestly I don’t know how you can eat them, they’re so sweet.” Ed was so busy unpacking and talking that it was taking him a while to notice that Al hadn’t shown up behind him. He stopped removing food from the bags and walked to the kitchen door. He looked towards Al’s room, thinking that maybe he had fallen asleep he decided to go wake him.

“Al, you asleep? I thought we’d gotten past the random naps.” As he neared the door he heard faint breathing sounds, he thought maybe Al was having a nightmare, it sure sounded like it.

Ed opened the door without knocking, intent upon soothing his brother’s bad dream and waking him for lunch. What greeted him was not a nightmare stricken brother but a brother that was lying naked on his bed, eyes closed, one hand wrapped around his straining erection and the other running across his chest, occasionally pinching his nipples as he cried out and moaned.

Ed gaped at the sight. His brother was not meant to look so depraved and even if he was Ed was not supposed to get so hard just from the sight. He turned to leave the room, hoping Al was so far gone that he didn’t notice Ed had even been in the room but the next word that spilled from Al’s lips stopped him.

“Ahh…brother!” Ed froze; slowly he turned back towards Al, a lump forming in his throat as well as his trousers. He expected to see Al looking at him shocked that he was in the room but Al’s eyes were still closed. His hand was moving faster over his erection and Ed’s eyes became glued to that hand as it moved, up and down, slow then fast, thumb just grazing the head on every other pass.

“More brother…please…” Ed’s foot moved without him even having to think about it, again and again until he was stood next to the bed, so close to Al that he could smell the sex coming from him, could taste it.

He shouldn’t do this. His hand reached out and hovered above Al’s sweat slicked body. This was wrong. Slowly he lowered it to touch Al’s skin and as he made contact his heart skipped a few beats. Al’s eyes flew open and his rhythm faltered as he finally realised that he had been caught, that his brother was here. He pulled his hand away from his cock, trying to scoot back up the bed as fast as his still weakened limbs could move him.

I should stop! Ed grabbed Al’s upper arm and held him in place. He trained his eyes on the point where their skin touched, afraid to look into Al’s face, afraid to see what Al was thinking. He knelt on the bed and as he did he heard Al gasp but not try to pull away. Taking this as a sign that he was allowed to continue he let go of his brother’s arm so that he could crawl down the bed into a good position. Al didn’t flee, Ed had half hoped he would.

Still without looking at him he leant his head down and licked the tip of Al’s flagging erection. Al twitched and moaned but still didn’t pull away, Ed couldn’t have stopped now even if he had. Slowly Ed moved his tongue over Al’s heated flesh before he closed his mouth around the tip and sucked. Al arched his back and keened at the sudden warmth, bucking up into Ed’s mouth and almost gagging him as he did.

Ed grabbed Al’s hips and held him down as he licked and sucked, drawing moan after moan from his younger brother until finally Al could take it no more and he released into Ed’s waiting mouth with a cry of ‘brother’.

Ed felt like shit as he swallowed the white fluid before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. His younger brother lay stretched out before him, panting, covered in sweat and already starting to get hard again. Ed wanted to take him right there and then but he knew Al’s body was too weak for that. He laughed a little manically at the fact that the only reason he could find not to fuck his own brother was that his body was too weak.

Al looked at him with confusion, fear and not a small amount of shame in his eyes. Ed stopped laughing and moved quickly to envelope Al in a hug.

“Brother, are you ashamed?” Ed didn’t know how to answer, didn't know what to say.

I should have stopped then. I can’t stop now. I want more!

 

Comments

[baroqueangel.livejournal.com]

Riiight, I believe you. Nobody else does but I do XD

And if I'm gving in on the Scar you should give in on this :P

[nochick-fics.livejournal.com]

That's totally blackmail!

[baroqueangel.livejournal.com]

Well, blackmail...bribary...whichever you feel more comfortable with :D