|The Knight in Slightly Tarnished Armor (yuuo) wrote in chaotic_library,|
@ 2007-06-12 19:35:00
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|Entry tags:||alfons heiderich, edward elric, fma, fma: movie, heid x ed, nc-17, short shorts, slash, smut, yuuo, yuuo-lj, yuuo: fma|
[Heiderich x Edward; NC-17] Study Hard
Character/Series: Edward Elric; Alfons Heiderich; Fullmetal Alchemist
Notes: This is allllll galuxkitty's fault. See? (Yes, I wrote porn for a troll post. Shut up.) Post series spoilers, obviously. AND BLAME emilie_burns FOR THE TITLE. :D
Title: Study Hard
Word Count: 515
Summary: Alfons was surprised to find out that Edward was completely inexperienced, despite his previous obliviousness to Alfons's hopeless infatuation with him over the months they lived together.
Original LJ Post Date: Aug 19, 2006 @ Chaotic_Library
Alfons was surprised to find out that Edward was completely inexperienced, despite his previous obliviousness to Alfons's hopeless infatuation with him over the months they lived together. Some how, even with that, it didn't seem possible that someone as beautiful in every definition of the word could have gone without even non-sexual romantic entanglement; clearly that obliviousness had not been entirely because Edward was dedicated to his work.
For as inexperienced as he was, however, he was... very enthusiastic about learning.
And enthusiastic would be a very good way to describe the way he was sucking off Alfons right then, head bobbing between the younger man's legs slightly as his tongue and lips caressed the length of Alfons's erection.
He wasn't terribly skilled, though he was certainly getting better, but skill? Alfons couldn't think enough to notice skill, tangling his fingers in Edward's hair, hips twitching with the urge to thrust as Edward's tongue (oh god that tongue that mouth it's perfect it's perfect) slid up the underside of the shaft.
Alfons had to let go of Edward's hair, moving his hands to grip the bed sheets tightly in his fists; he didn't want to hurt Edward, but every muscle in his body was tensing and any sense of self-control he had left was quickly scattering as heat coiled low in his stomach and his nerves began to cry for his release- he was either going to climax or completely come unravelled like a frayed thread (or possibly just snap, which was always a possibility).
Edward looked up at him, gold eyes smokey and a smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he ran his tongue across the head before wrapping his lips around the length and sucking again, and god, that smile, that smile alone could send him reeling and it was all just too much. Release finally melted his nerves as he came, breath catching in his throat and every muscle in his body trembling.
When the room stopped spinning and he could breathe again, Edward was already stretched languidly next to him, one arm draped across his chest as he nuzzled against his side. Alfons slipped his arm around him, holding him tightly; Edward rarely allowed cuddling, even post-coital, and he wasn't about to pass up the opportunity to do so when he was permitted to.
"Don't go sayin' anything sappy, Alfons," Edward warned him preemptively, and Alfons laughed, reaching his other arm across to slide his fingers through Edward's hair.
"Not even a little?" he protested with a smile.
Edward lifted his head a little and gave him a sleepy-looking scowl. "No."
Alfons laughed again, and Edward stuck his tongue out childishly at him before snuggling down again and closing his eyes. Watching him drift off, somehow, Alfons couldn't help but feel smug that he was the first to pull the mercurial, untouchable mystery that made up Edward into his bed.