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scriveynerTitle: Harsh Reality
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Nightbreed
Characters/Pairing: Roy/Ed/Rian
Rating: M
Length: 695
Summary: "I had a joke to make about sleeping on the couch, but it seems my spot is taken."
“I had a joke to make about sleeping on the couch,” Roy said, his arms crossed in amusement. “But it seems that my spot is taken.”
Edward lifted his arm from where he had thrown it over his eyes in the vain attempt to get some sleep with the lights on. He was exhausted down to the very bone, and Roy was being confusing and he wasn’t awake yet. “Mhhuh?”
Rian lifted his head and squinted and Roy. He was sprawled across Edward, using the werewolf as his personal heater, and had been sleeping with his face tucked against Edward’s chest. Of course he had sensed Roy unlocking the door to the apartment, but he hadn’t bothered to raise his head because he was comfortable, damn it. “Go ‘way,” Rian muttered, nestling his head back down. “Sleepin’.”
Edward rested the back of his hand against his forehead and yawned hugely, jostling Rian. “You’re back…” Edward looked vainly for a clock and couldn’t read the digital display on whatever the glowing thing under the television was. “…early? Late? Somethingish?”
“Late,” Roy said, smacking the foot that dangled off the edge of the couch. “It’s almost dawn. I thought you were going to be sniffing around following that lead that Winry got you?”
“Lead sucked,” Rian said into Edward’s shirt.
“What he said,” Edward repeated. “It was a dead end, also fairies. You know how that goes with me.”
“Impressive, you didn’t get hexed, genderswapped or turned into any one of the innumerable things that would piss you off,” Roy said, hanging the heavy coat he wore out in the winter in the tiny coat closet. “Have you been forgiven for pulling the wings of a … what did you pull the wings off of?”
“I don’t remember, it was tiny and nasty and had teeth like tiny little needles.” Edward yawned again. “I don’t think they’ve forgiven me, but the fae queen apparently really, really likes Rian. You might have some competition, Mustang.”
Rian made an amused noise but still did not lift his head. “She was pretty,” he said simply, and Roy frowned, his arms crossed.
“Should I be worried about this?”
“Eh, you two are immortal as fuck, I don’t think faerie really mess around with vampires anyway.” Edward nudged Rian with his knee. “I think you should hook up with her, she clearly had the hots for you.”
Rian snorted, lifting his head and glaring at Edward. “You only want me to hook up with her because that would get you off the hook with the Seelie court.”
“Never said there weren’t ulterior motives.” Edward leaned his head back and watched Roy stalk into the kitchen. “Whoops, think that hurt Mustang’s feelings. Ow!”
Rian lifted his head, the puncture marks from his fangs already healed over on Edward’s flesh. “You are a dick,” he informed Edward, despite licking his lips slowly. “A tasty dick, but a dick.”
“Eh,” Edward shrugged, and then shoved Rian. Rian gave a whoop and rolled off the couch and onto the floor. “Go talk to your sire. Give him a blowjob or something, he needs to unwind. If he goes to sleep sulky I guarantee we’re in for a few days of it, and I don’t have the stomach for that right now.”
Rian rolled his eyes and got to his feet. “You started this,” he said accusingly. “Couldn’t keep your mouth shut about the fuckin’ faeries.”
Edward shrugged and folded his arms behind his head. “It’s a curse.”
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Nightbreed
Characters/Pairing: Roy/Ed/Rian
Rating: M
Length: 695
Summary: "I had a joke to make about sleeping on the couch, but it seems my spot is taken."
“I had a joke to make about sleeping on the couch,” Roy said, his arms crossed in amusement. “But it seems that my spot is taken.”
Edward lifted his arm from where he had thrown it over his eyes in the vain attempt to get some sleep with the lights on. He was exhausted down to the very bone, and Roy was being confusing and he wasn’t awake yet. “Mhhuh?”
Rian lifted his head and squinted and Roy. He was sprawled across Edward, using the werewolf as his personal heater, and had been sleeping with his face tucked against Edward’s chest. Of course he had sensed Roy unlocking the door to the apartment, but he hadn’t bothered to raise his head because he was comfortable, damn it. “Go ‘way,” Rian muttered, nestling his head back down. “Sleepin’.”
Edward rested the back of his hand against his forehead and yawned hugely, jostling Rian. “You’re back…” Edward looked vainly for a clock and couldn’t read the digital display on whatever the glowing thing under the television was. “…early? Late? Somethingish?”
“Late,” Roy said, smacking the foot that dangled off the edge of the couch. “It’s almost dawn. I thought you were going to be sniffing around following that lead that Winry got you?”
“Lead sucked,” Rian said into Edward’s shirt.
“What he said,” Edward repeated. “It was a dead end, also fairies. You know how that goes with me.”
“Impressive, you didn’t get hexed, genderswapped or turned into any one of the innumerable things that would piss you off,” Roy said, hanging the heavy coat he wore out in the winter in the tiny coat closet. “Have you been forgiven for pulling the wings of a … what did you pull the wings off of?”
“I don’t remember, it was tiny and nasty and had teeth like tiny little needles.” Edward yawned again. “I don’t think they’ve forgiven me, but the fae queen apparently really, really likes Rian. You might have some competition, Mustang.”
Rian made an amused noise but still did not lift his head. “She was pretty,” he said simply, and Roy frowned, his arms crossed.
“Should I be worried about this?”
“Eh, you two are immortal as fuck, I don’t think faerie really mess around with vampires anyway.” Edward nudged Rian with his knee. “I think you should hook up with her, she clearly had the hots for you.”
Rian snorted, lifting his head and glaring at Edward. “You only want me to hook up with her because that would get you off the hook with the Seelie court.”
“Never said there weren’t ulterior motives.” Edward leaned his head back and watched Roy stalk into the kitchen. “Whoops, think that hurt Mustang’s feelings. Ow!”
Rian lifted his head, the puncture marks from his fangs already healed over on Edward’s flesh. “You are a dick,” he informed Edward, despite licking his lips slowly. “A tasty dick, but a dick.”
“Eh,” Edward shrugged, and then shoved Rian. Rian gave a whoop and rolled off the couch and onto the floor. “Go talk to your sire. Give him a blowjob or something, he needs to unwind. If he goes to sleep sulky I guarantee we’re in for a few days of it, and I don’t have the stomach for that right now.”
Rian rolled his eyes and got to his feet. “You started this,” he said accusingly. “Couldn’t keep your mouth shut about the fuckin’ faeries.”
Edward shrugged and folded his arms behind his head. “It’s a curse.”
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