Fullmetal Alchemist - Furry [Roy/Ed]
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scriveynerTitle: Furry
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Werewolf
Characters/Pairing: Roy/Ed
Rating: M
Length: 279
Summary:
Roy Mustang looked at the large, furry lump lying in the center of his bed and sighed, shrugging the stiff blue military jacket off of his shoulders. “You know I hate it when you do the furry thing in bed,” he said dryly, as the wolf’s tail began to thump. “Fur gets everywhere, it’s a pain to clean up.”
One wild, golden eye opened up to watch Roy move, undressing himself slowly. He was aware of Edward’s intense stare and opted to move slower, letting Edward enjoy the show.
The neighbors were not entirely fond of the fact that Roy Mustang had … adopted, for wont of a better term … a very large, golden wolf. Most people thought he was a dog at least, although the one time that Roy had presented Edward with a collar and tags, Edward actually had the audacity to growl at him.
When he looked up, unbuttoning the white collared shirt he wore under the military uniform, the wolf was gone from his bed. Edward sat there, naked, his hands braced In the space between his legs and the line of his body curled in a certain direction, as if to make sure that the point Roy’s gaze stopped on was his genitals.
“Ed,” Roy said, and Edward lifted his head, cocked it to the side like he would in his canine form, and proceeded to sneeze.
Roy hesitated a moment while Edward shook his head, and sneezed again. Then Roy laughed, a bit of a hearty laugh, and Edward frowned disapprovingly at him.
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Werewolf
Characters/Pairing: Roy/Ed
Rating: M
Length: 279
Summary:
Roy Mustang looked at the large, furry lump lying in the center of his bed and sighed, shrugging the stiff blue military jacket off of his shoulders. “You know I hate it when you do the furry thing in bed,” he said dryly, as the wolf’s tail began to thump. “Fur gets everywhere, it’s a pain to clean up.”
One wild, golden eye opened up to watch Roy move, undressing himself slowly. He was aware of Edward’s intense stare and opted to move slower, letting Edward enjoy the show.
The neighbors were not entirely fond of the fact that Roy Mustang had … adopted, for wont of a better term … a very large, golden wolf. Most people thought he was a dog at least, although the one time that Roy had presented Edward with a collar and tags, Edward actually had the audacity to growl at him.
When he looked up, unbuttoning the white collared shirt he wore under the military uniform, the wolf was gone from his bed. Edward sat there, naked, his hands braced In the space between his legs and the line of his body curled in a certain direction, as if to make sure that the point Roy’s gaze stopped on was his genitals.
“Ed,” Roy said, and Edward lifted his head, cocked it to the side like he would in his canine form, and proceeded to sneeze.
Roy hesitated a moment while Edward shook his head, and sneezed again. Then Roy laughed, a bit of a hearty laugh, and Edward frowned disapprovingly at him.
