[FMA] The Real First Time

[Title] The Real First Time
[Author] honooko
[Rating] PG, if only because the word 'sex' appears.
[Pairing] RoyEd. Or maybe EdRoy. You tell me.
[Notes] To kaitou_marina, because I can't write porn anymore. ;o;

The night that Ed and Roy had first had sex hadn’t been rainy. It hadn’t even been night, really; more like late evening. The sun had barely set, and the clouds to the west still glowed purple and gold at the edges. It hadn’t been a rough mission. No one had been crying, or dying, or even slightly miffed.

And Ed hadn’t gone to him. Roy had come to Ed.

Al had opened the door. Roy asked him to please spend the night at Hughes’; he’d like to talk to Ed. Al was a bright boy, and didn’t need to be told twice. He stayed long enough to inform Ed of his whereabouts, and left Roy seated in the living room with a cup of tea.

And with Ed’s eyes on him.

Neither of them was big on flowery words or tearful confessions. It wasn’t really that kind of thing anyway. They both knew what they wanted, and they were tired of pretending they didn’t.

After so many years, the line between grudging and familiar company was blurred, and it really didn’t seem to matter anymore that Ed was supposed to hate him and Roy thought of him as a child. Because neither did anymore, really. Ed had never hated Roy as much as need someone to vent about. Roy hadn’t thought he was a kid since the first day he saw him lying bleeding and torn in a cot.

Roy asked, because Ed was stubborn.

“May I kiss you?”

Ed paused just long enough to lean forward.

“Yeah.”