Fullmetal Alchemist (Three Alchemists) - Dreamland [RoyIrina + Ed + Ling]

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Title: Dreamland
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Three Alchemists
Characters/Pairing: Roy/Irina + Ed + Ling
Rating: NSFW/E
Length: 4187
Summary: Irina has the most interesting dream.

Irina felt as though maybe she should be self-conscious, or awkward, or *something* but it was really hard to think with Roy's lips on her neck. His mouth was hot, searing her skin and she closed her eyes, tilting her head back and sighing loudly. He had one hand on her hip, the other riding up over her side, pushing her blouse up to expose her belly. The pads on his fingers were rough from the gloves he wore, a comfortable, familiar roughness that made her forget momentarily about the additional sets of eyes on her.

Roy's hand skimmed up to just under the swell of her breasts, his lips and tongue reaching the end of their markable territory at the collar of her blouse. Irina groaned a little in disappointment as he lifted his mouth, breath hot on her reddened skin. "Open your eyes," he commanded, his voice solid and warm.

She did not want to, knowing that when she opened her eyes she would see Edward Elric sitting cross-legged on the bed. He was wearing only a pair of loose trousers and watching her quite intently. His long hair was loose, dripping over his shoulders as he leaned forward; his hands planted firmly on the bed in the space between his legs. Edward’s skin was tanned and warm, the silver of his automail and the dark scarred skin around the port providing quite a bit of contrast. Irina tried not to blush but could not match his intense, intimidating gaze.

Edward stared as Roy's hands drifted down Irina's body. Her legs were squeezed tightly together and she leaned back against Roy, but Roy did not seem to mind, capturing one of her wrists and holding her arm firmly.

It was not just Edward who was staring at her. Leaning against the wall, not yet on the far-too-large bed was Ling Yao. He too wore loose trousers, his broad, muscular chest not scarred like Edward's. His own long hair was tied neatly back - but he too was staring at Irina.

Because of the way he was holding her, she could not turn from their intense gazes to hide her face in Roy's throat like she wanted to. It felt, very briefly like she was a piece of meat dangled in front of two ravenous predators - but then Roy murmured warm, encouraging words into her ear and she felt more at ease. This was okay - she wanted this, no matter how nervous she felt at the moment.

Roy rested his chin on her shoulder, his one free hand slowly unbuttoning her blouse. "Ed," Roy's voice was soft and husky, and Edward's golden eyes flickered from Irina's slowly revealed form to Roy's eyes. "Take off your pants, I want Irina to see you."

"Always with the orders," Edward snorted, a hint of irritation in his voice. However, he did scoot to the edge of the bed, prepared to comply. Roy slid Irina's blouse off completely, revealing two pert breasts as Edward undid the drawstring of his trousers and dropped them to the floor. He was completely naked, stepping out of the shed pants and kicking them away from the bed. Irina could not help but stare at him now, for he was unabashed in his nudity.

"That's not fair," Ling murmured from where he stood. Irina glanced at him a moment, noting his expression as Roy's hands settled on her hips. The air in the room was warm, and her shoulders were now pressed against his bare chest.

"You'll get your turn," Roy said, his hands possessive. "We're playing by my rules, remember."

Ling shrugged, and then crossed his arms over his chest. "Still don't think it's fair," he said.

Roy shifted his chin on Irina's shoulder, looking critically at Edward. "Hm," he said, his hands still resting on Irina's hips. "I think that Ed might be attracted to you, Irina."

Irina had already noticed, she had been staring unabashedly at Edward's cock, which was already well at full salute. Roy's fingers drifted down her sides and slid into her skirt, encouraging the cloth down her hips and dropping it to the ground to puddle around her feet. Just like that, she was naked too, and now facing Edward.

"So, Ed," Roy said conversationally. "What would you like to do with my girlfriend?"

Edward actually licked his lips, and Irina blushed hard. "I want to touch her," he said hoarsely. "And kiss her."

Roy bit the side of Irina's neck lightly, then soothed the reddened flesh with his lips. Then, without another word, he nudged Irina forward. She took two steps toward Edward, and he put his arm around the small of her back, tilting her head slightly upward so he could kiss her. She tried not to start at the feeling of the cool metal of his automail on her chin but that sensation was pushed quickly aside as his tongue invaded her mouth.

He lacked the finesse of Roy, or even Ling - but that did not matter at the moment as she drank in his scent. It was foreign and warm, it felt like early morning sunlight on a summer day. His flesh hand tightened around the small of her back and his erection pressed into her stomach as they stood together and she, hesitantly, put both of her hands on his chest.

Edward was not nearly as tall as Roy, but his shoulders were at least as broad. Irina ran her hands lightly down his chest, marveling at how solid he was. Roy was softer than this, not out of shape by any means but he was not a concentrated wall of muscle. Her gaze drifted lower, to his thick, ruddy cock pressed against her stomach.

Roy's breath ghosted across her back and Irina jumped slightly in Edward's arms. "Touch it," Roy encouraged. "I want you to touch Ed's cock, Irina."

Irina had stopped her hands on Edward's taut abdomen, and she stared down between them. Edward's hands had tightened on her lower back, but aside from Roy's warm breath he had not touched her again. She glanced to the side, to where Ling was watching them just as intently, the thin trousers doing very little to conceal his arousal.
She reached down and gripped Edward's cock with one hand firmly. Edward let out a slight noise of encouragement, both hands firm on her body. Irina took a small step back so she could stroke his cock upward, feeling the warm, pulsing erection fill her hand.

Irina's stomach rolled and her body tightened in anticipation. This was going to go inside her, just like Roy's cock had earlier, and the hunger was wakening slowly. She squeezed him, and started stroking him vigorously, to the exclusion of anything else. Edward let out a little encouraging groan, his hands drifting lower to her ass. She heard Roy murmur something to Edward but not what it was until Edward picked her up suddenly and turned, depositing her on the bed.

Edward's movement had been quick and yet gentle; he dropped her on the bed and Irina blinked in astonishment. His face was flushed red, his chest heaving slightly as he stared down at her, and Irina stretched her arms over her head as seductively as possible, arching her back. She wanted Edward's attention on her, on ALL of her.

Roy was standing behind Edward still, and he was completely naked as well. Irina smiled for him, not intentionally sultry but knowing the effect all the same. Roy's hand was on Edward's flesh shoulder and he tilted his head toward Edward's ear, giving him direction so she could not hear it. Irina blew out a breath in irritation as Edward nodded, and then Roy looked to Ling. "You're the only one left that's dressed, why don't you change that?"

Irina diverted her attention to Ling, because he divested himself of his trousers so fast she almost missed it. He was naked almost instantly, his cock bobbing comically as he bounced on the balls of his feet in anticipation. Irina giggled at it, and said "I want to kiss Ling."

"Go right ahead," Roy said, and Ling got on the bed with her. Irina sat up and Ling cupped her head, kissing her gently. There was heat in that kiss but it was not nearly as savage as Edward's.

Ling's fingers roamed. He skirted his hand down her chest until it settled on a breast, rolling and plumping. Irina groaned against his mouth and Ling grinned, eyes rising to Roy and Edward - who were both watching. Ling's hand started to drift lower still and Roy shook his head sharply. "Not yet," he said and Ling pouted at him, but returned his hand to Irina's breast.

Irina turned her head when the mattress bowed, as Edward joined them. He nudged at Ling's hand, moving it toward the breast that was closest to the other man as he lowered his mouth to the same mound, lips closing on the nipple. She tilted her head back and groaned loudly as Ling continued to draw at her mouth.

Edward's tongue on her was warm and wet, he lapped at her nipple like a cat would a saucer of milk; curling his tongue around the nub as it peaked. Gently he pinched her nipple with his teeth and went back to soothing it again with his tongue, suckling animatedly. Irina put one hand blindly on his head, her fingers curling into his loose golden hair as she stared up into Ling’s eyes.

So much warmth. Irina groaned as Ling kissed her cheek and traced back to her ear, fingers never once stopping. She tilted her head back and closed her eyes, concentrating on the sensation as both men put their mouths on her body.

The muscles of her belly tensed as Edward gently rested his left hand on her stomach, before running his fingers down her front and cupping her. Irina felt the mattress bow again and she opened her eyes to see Roy, keeping his distance but watching intently. Her eyes met his, before her eyes fell to half mast as Edward pressed his fingers up into her.

She was already wet, that was a given. Roy had fucked her earlier, her face pressed down into the mattress as he buried himself deep inside her. Roy would not let Edward or Ling get the first go at his woman, no matter the fact that he was sharing her right now. Irina’s stomach tightened at the thought - she was *his* woman.

The cool metal of Edward’s automail traced along her breast, a distinctly different sensation than the heat of his tongue. Ling had started peppering kisses along her jaw and she turned her head, so then he moved his attentions down to her throat.

His fingers were inside of her, not nearly as filling as Roy’s cock but they pressed against her inner walls, his thumb brushing her clitoris. Irina gasped as he rubbed it, her hips jerking involuntarily.

Ling lifted his head and glowered at Edward. “I wanted to finger her,” he grunted.

“You’ll get your chance,” Roy assured him, and Ling lifted his head, shooting a curious look at him. “Irina.”

Irina looked at Roy, her mouth open and lips bruised. He smiled at her, leaning forward and Irina stretched out a hand to him. He took it and urged her to sit up. Edward scooted away as Roy directed her to the edge of the bed, before moving behind her. She leaned back against Roy as he settled in behind her, feeling warm and secure against him. Roy ran his hands down her legs and urged them apart, before parting her folds to display her to both Edward and Ling.

Ling murmured something reverently in Xingian and Irina blushed hard. Edward looked at Ling, and then to Irina. “What did he say?”

She shook her head sharply, both of her hands covering her face as Roy rumbled his amusement. “Quite the honeyed tongue, hm?”

Ling returned Roy’s amused look boldly. “There are many uses for my tongue,” he responded cheekily.

“Good, then I want you to use that particularly sweet appendage and make Irina come,” Roy said, hooking Irina’s knees over his own legs to keep her spread apart.

“Hey,” Edward protested, as Ling dropped to his knees before Irina’s splayed legs. “What about me?”

Roy beckoned Edward over, as Irina shuddered appreciatively at Ling’s agile tongue quickly locating her clit. Roy was not holding her arms, only her legs, and she leaned back, pressing into Roy’s warm body and feeling the erection that was trapped between them. “Irina, love,” Roy murmured into her ear. “I think Ed needs some attention.”

Edward had come to a stop beside Ling. Irina lifted her head and looked at Edward, before realizing that his cock was just about face level. Edward smiled as Irina sat forward, reaching for his erection and drawing him closer still.

His cock was heavy in her hand, the tip already leaking fluid. She urged him forward further, to the point where Edward had to put a hand on Roy’s shoulder to steady himself as Irina very carefully licked the head of his cock. Roy let out a rumble of warning as Edward’s automail hand closed on his shoulder while Irina investigated all of Edward’s cock with her mouth.

He did not fill her mouth the same way Roy did, but he sat heavy on her tongue. Irina moaned around him as Ling sucked on her clit, a single finger penetrating her simultaneously. Edward’s other hand, his flesh one, landed on Irina’s head, coaxing her to stay still. Roy watched intently as Edward very gently started to fuck her mouth.

Irina wanted very much to get lost in the sensation of this. Ling’s mouth on her, hot and warm and devilishly quick tongue teasing her clit while he fingered her. Roy’s body, warm and solid and strung tight with want, holding her almost completely still. Edward’s cock, heavy and thick in her mouth, his hand in her hair to keep her head still as he got gradually rougher, her tongue molding up around the shape of him as he slid in and out of her. The feelings built very quickly in her gut, she felt like a glass that was over-full and it took no time at all for her to slip over the edge, muscles clenching up as Ling drew the orgasm right out of her. Roy held her steady against him as Edward slipped out of her panting mouth, having not yet come himself.

“Good, good,” Roy said, as Ling sat back on his heels, a clear line of fluid coming off of his lips. “That was excellent, don’t you agree, Irina?”

Irina could not currently think in sentences, so she just made a slight noise of assent. Roy ran his hand through her loose hair and smiled. “Well then, love, what do you want next?”

She opened her eyes lazily, and looked at Edward, golden hair sticking to his forehead and neck with sweat, his eyes dilated in the light. He had not quite reached his apex yet, but she felt bad for not getting him off with her tongue.

“I want to ride Ed,” she said.

Edward’s face flushed at that, and Roy nodded his head. Edward climbed back onto the bed, rolling over onto his back. His cock lay against his belly, almost visibly pulsing as he watched Roy kiss Irina passionately. “Can you taste me, in her mouth?” Edward asked, his head pillowed on his arms.

Roy stared at Edward, eyes sweeping from the crown of his hair to the soles of his feet, before resting a long moment on his erection. Roy smiled, and it was the sort of smile a shark gave before devouring its prey. He did not answer Edward, instead encouraging Irina up off of his lap. “Go, fuck Ed,” he murmured. “Give him a good ride.”

Irina’s eyes flashed and she scooted over to Edward. He lifted one hand and cupped her head as she crawled over him, kissing her a long moment as she arranged herself over his lap. Then she sat up on her knees, angling herself just right before sheathing him.

She heard Roy grunt appreciatively from far away. Edward filled her completely, warm and throbbing as Irina leaned back on her heels, moving her pelvis slowly. Edward braced her body with both hands, one warm and one cold as she undulated over him.

God, he felt good inside her. Not the same at all, but good, pressing up at a different angle each time she moved her hips. Edward moved his own hips in time with hers, trying to bring himself to completion with his dick buried inside of her. Irina leaned forward, her hands curled into fists on his chest.

Roy’s broad hand pushed her down, and she squawked in surprise. “Shh, love,” Roy murmured, as she felt fingers trace down her spine slowly. “Now Ling is feeling a bit left out.”

Irina turned to look at Roy, who had both of his hands on his knees. That meant the hands on her back belonged to Ling, who traced down the curve of her back with feather-light kisses. Edward distracted her a moment with a long, sensuous, nerves-on-fire kiss as Ling pressed his finger deep into her ass.

Roy liked anal. Irina had done this plenty of times before. She tilted her head back slightly, exposing her throat for Edward to nip at while Ling slowly prepped her. She knew it would not take long to get her ready, and soon enough she could feel Ling prodding her with the very tip of his erection.

She had done anal before. What she had never done was anal while straddling another cock sheathed deep inside her. Irina took a long, deep breath as Ling slowly pressed into her.

This was a new, full feeling. Irina moaned almost unconsciously as Ling arranged himself, sinking completely inside her. She braced herself against Edward with both hands, and he ran his own hands up and down her sides, settling with cupping her breasts and squeezing them.

Ling moved slowly but steadily, and Edward moved his hips in tandem. Whenever one was pulling out for a slow thrust, the other was pressing in deep. Irina’s mouth was open and she was breathing hard, unable to decide which sensation to concentrate on first.

Roy touched her jaw and Irina looked up, only to be encouraged to open her mouth to take him in. She did so gladly, Roy’s cock was a familiar size and taste and now she was completely filled. It felt so delicious and so dirty to be used by three people at once - and she couldn’t get enough of it.

The orgasm shuddered through her so quickly it caught her unawares. Irina clenched on them both, her fingernails leaving bright red marks on Roy’s thigh as she gasped. His cock had slid out of her mouth, and Roy took her jaw gently and then shoved it back in.

Ling wrapped his arms around Irina’s midsection and murmured something in Xingian that she did not quite catch. Roy’s cock slid out of her mouth again as he moved her, lifting her off of Edward’s erection in the same move. “Ling-” Irina gasped as he put her down on the bed, wrapping her long hair around his free hand and started to fuck her, hard.

Irina gasped into the sheets as he fucked her. It was harder than she expected, but damn it was also really good. She clutched at the sheets and closed her eyes, breathing hard, in small, panting gasps. She had one orgasm just that quickly, the second one broke over her like the tide on the beach, washing over her and turning her muscles to liquid. She felt Ling tense behind her, his hand yanking in her hair and lifting her head up off of the mattress as he came.

Ling’s cock had barely finished twitching inside her when Edward was pulling Ling off of her, rolling Irina onto her back and spreading her legs, sinking back into her. He had not yet had a chance to come and she welcomed him back into her, tucking her legs around his thighs and putting both of her hands on his mismatched shoulders. From this angle Edward could really fuck her and she encouraged it vocally, or at least until Roy spoke again. “Irina, hold him still.”

She looked over at Roy, who had a funny expression on his face. Edward let out a frustrated noise, glancing over his shoulder at Roy, his eyes shimmering with the weight of his lust. “Mustang, there better be a damn good reason-”

Roy kissed Edward’s shoulder. Irina held on to Edward tightly as Edward let out a small noise of surprise, and then glanced back from Roy to Irina. He shifted inside of her, settling himself at a slightly different angle so that Roy could penetrate him easier.

Oh boy, she was not expecting this. Irina shifted, pinned to the mattress both by Edward’s weight and his cock. From this angle she was able to watch the expressions cross his face as Roy stretched him, including the way he bit his lower lip, his eyes half closed. Edward hung his head, his hair trickling down over his shoulders as Roy pressed him deeper into Irina.

With Roy on the end, he set the pace of their thrusts. Edward had gone almost completely limp, holding himself only by virtue of his automail arm while Roy fucked him into Irina. His eyes had gone almost completely closed, only the barest hint of gold spilling between his lashes, but his mouth was open, greedily sucking air into his thirsting lungs.

Irina reached up and captured his mouth, sucking his tongue into her own mouth and distracting him enough as Roy fucked him. His face had gone slack from want, from over-stimulation and he had not yet had a chance to come once, so when his orgasm struck it struck hard; Roy still fucking into him as Edward moaned into that warm spot between Irina’s neck and her shoulder.

She clung to Edward, riding out that wave as Roy filled him, feeling that warmth overriding everything else. Irina could not bite back her moan, it all just felt so good she could hardly process it all.

Then Roy’s lips were covering hers and she gasped into his mouth, opening her eyes to see the strangest expression on Roy’s face. Irina looked around the room in sleepy, sated puzzlement … Edward and Ling were nowhere to be found.

In fact, this was Roy’s bed, not the over-sized one.

Oh.

Oh.

It has all been a dream.

“You have been making,” Roy murmured, “the most interesting noises for a while, ‘rina.”

Irina blinked sleepily at Roy. He was naked - so was she, they had had sex before falling asleep cuddling. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed a yawn to his shoulder. “Had a really good dream,” she mumbled.

“Did you?” He brushed her hair away from her face. “I thought you said Ed’s name in there.”

Irina raised her head, her face shot through with red. Oh god, she had said that out loud? However, to her surprise Roy actually laughed, then nuzzled her face and kissed her. “Was he aggravating you even in your dreams?”

She couldn’t help but think of Edward’s face as Roy fucked him and was thankful that she could not get any more flushed in the darkness. “Something like that,” she murmured, as Roy’s hand skated down her hip and tucked between her legs. She kissed him again as he made his intentions clearly known.

At least this wasn’t a dream.