Fullmetal Alchemist (Three Alchemists) - In the Office [RoyEdKit]

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Title: In the Office
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Three Alchemists
Characters/Pairing: Roy/Ed/Kit
Rating: NSFW/E
Length: 5031
Summary: A wet dream.



Catie crossed her arms over her chest defensively and glared at the man behind the desk. She did not like the look that Mustang was giving her - it was not all that different from his regular disapproving look, except … it seemed, somehow, hungry.

It was unsettling. She scooted back in the couch, feeling exposed and slightly vulnerable. Edward was there, he was sitting next to her and she leaned into him, seeking solace in the strength of his shoulder. He shifted, slightly, and raised his arm so he could drape it over her shoulders and pull her closer. Catie rested her head on his automail shoulder as he rested his arm on hers, his gloved fingers just brushing her crossed arms.

Mustang had not said a word, and he did not have to. She had never been afraid of the man, he might show the world a veneer of calculated coldness but the armor was thin. She had seen under it just in the way that he looked at Irina - and even in the way he looked at Edward, when he thought no one was watching him. There was a softness there, an affection that proved his character. She could not be afraid of the man if she tried. There was something in his expression that was making her uneasy, and it was a hunger that she had only really seen on one other face before.

She did not know why they were in his office in the first place. There was the faintest hint of disapproval - that Edward had been called in for a dressing-down and yet somehow she was involved. They had not actually done a mission together in months, now that they were actually a couple it was hard to get an assignment together. Still, Mustang had not said a single word, just watched them quietly.

“It seems,” Colonel Mustang said dryly, his tongue darting out to wet his lips before continuing, “that the two of you left quite the mess behind.”

“Wasn’t our fault.” Edward’s voice was immediate and strong. “We can’t be blamed for the military’s fuckup, Mustang.”

“Mm,” Mustang’s eyes darted down to the desk, before they came up again, settling on Catie. That nervous feeling in the pit of her stomach grew again. “It doesn’t matter, really,” he said with a sigh, his mouth hidden by his folded hands. “All that matters is that once again, I am inconvenienced by the two of you.”

Mustang’s eyes were for Edward alone, and Catie swallowed. Edward did not back down his gaze, his arm tightening over Catie’s shoulders. “Excuse the fuck outta us, we only do what you order to in the first damn place.”

“I know.” Mustang set his hands down on the desk. “Which is why we’re playing this penalty game in the first place.” His grin again, was unsettling.

“Penalty game?” Catie asked, her mouth as dry as the desert. Roy nodded, his dark eyes seemingly bright.

“Yes. If you … cooperate.”

“What kind of penalty game?” Edward asked roughly.

“Nothing too complicated.” Roy waved his hand in the air. “I just want a bit of a show, that’s all.”

“I don’t like this,” Catie said stiffly. She shook her head. “Ed, I don’t like this, let’s go-”

Edward’s hand was still firm on her shoulder. “You want a show,” he repeated to Mustang. “That’s a pretty odd request, Mustang, what kind of show are you wanting?”

Catie glanced at Edward, a little torn at how interested he seemed in what Mustang was proposing. “Ed!”

Roy traced two fingers down the line of his jaw slowly, before resting his hand over his mouth, doing very little to hide that growing smirk. “A titillating one,” he murmured. “Perhaps … Miss Storm would be so kind?”

Catie gaped at him. “I am not STRIPPING for you, Mustang, you’re a fucking’ PERV-”

Edward’s gloved hand tangled in the hair at the base of her neck. “Maybe you don’t have to strip,” Edward murmured, his voice ranging into the husky territory that he usually saved for the bedroom. Catie turned to look at him, her face already scarlet. “Maybe you could do something … else.”

“Like what.”

His hand was disconcertingly soothing on the nape of her neck, stroking through her hair gently. “What if you sucked me off?”

Catie’s face was already scarlet, it was not like it could get any more red. “In front of MUSTANG?”

“Please,” Mustang murmured. He had folded both of his hands in front of his face, elbows on the desk and leaning forward slightly in his seat. His attention was trained on them both and Catie could feel the short hairs on the back of her neck prickling with the intensity of his gaze. “Don’t mind me. Pretend that I’m not even here.”

Catie twisted her face in a scowl, matching Mustang’s gaze. “It’ll get Ed off the hook?” she demanded.

“Indubitably,” Roy said.

She exhaled, and looked back at Edward, who was watching her with heavy golden eyes. She could tell when the lust had already crept in, they might as well have been in their own bedroom already for the look he was giving her. “Please?” Edward murmured as well.

“All right,” Catie said, her hand tight on Edward’s knee. “But just the blow job. No funny business from either of you, got it?”

“Of course,” Roy nearly purred. Catie scowled at him, and glanced to Edward. Her heart nearly skipped a beat at the desire openly displayed on Edward’s face. She swallowed, and moved her hand slowly up his leg.

He was already hard. She could feel him through the trousers he was wearing as she cupped her hand over his groin. Catie unzipped his pants, feeling Mustang’s eyes boring into the back of her head as she worked Edward out of his boxers.

The sight of him sparked a warmth in her belly. Edward’s hand was still on her shoulder, his grip loose but encouraging her closer all the same. He was not forcing her. Catie exhaled, glancing up at Edward’s now-flushed face. When he nodded she smiled for him, then leaned over and took him into her mouth.

Her gag reflex ensured that she would never quite get all of him into her mouth but Catie sure tried. She knew the scent and the girth of him and moved her jaw accordingly. This was something she had done many, many times before and the familiarity of it made the fact that for the first time someone else was watching her suck her boyfriend off fly completely from her mind. Edward took precedence.

He always made small encouraging noises when she sucked him. He did not try to be all macho and swallow down the whimpers when she made him feel really good. Catie reached into his underwear and fondled his balls as she ran her tongue down one side of his straining erection and back up.

Edward’s hand slid down her back as she sucked him, finding the bottom hem of her shirt. He was wearing a glove over his automail so she did not start at the touch when he slipped his hand under her shirt.

“Catie,” Edward groaned as she swallowed him down again. It was a delicate balance, she tried to make sure that the head of his penis hitting the back of her throat would not trigger any unpleasantness and that was really hard when Edward started getting twitchy. She pulled her head up off of him, tucking some red hair back over her ear as she glared up at him.

“You need to hold still,” she scolded, as Edward caught her chin, tugging her up into a kiss.

Edward was impressively not skittish about kissing her after she had his cock in her mouth. He had not come - not yet, she would still get him there and this farce would be over and they could go home and maybe have some real fun - but there was still fluids to be had. “Catie,” Edward groaned against her mouth, one hand on the small of her back and the other on her chin. “Catie, I’m sorry I can’t stand it-” He buried his face in her throat, biting her and sucking a mark into her skin. Catie let out a small noise of surprise as he did it again, the hand that was on her face sliding down to cup and squeeze her breast through her shirt.

“Ed, no-” Catie said as his automail hand slid up under her shirt again, finding the catch to her brassiere. “Ed, come on I just need to finish sucking you off-”

He came back up to claim her mouth again, his kiss determined that she surrender to him completely. Catie moaned against his mouth as he deftly opened her shirt one-handed, shoving the loose fabric over her shoulders and exposing the unfastened brassiere and her skin to the light.

Catie tilted her head back as Edward trailed kisses down her throat and to her collarbone. “Beautiful,” Edward said, his mouth still pressed to her skin. “Just so, mm-” Catie put her arms around his neck and climbed onto his lap properly, trapping Edward’s straining erection against her panties and letting him slide the brassiere completely off, leaving it to fall to the ground with her blouse.

Now completely topless, Catie watched Edward cup her naked breast with his gloved hand, rolling the nipple between his fingers. He was concentrating on what he was doing, and Catie flushed heavily as he lowered his mouth to her skin and got to work.

Edward’s mouth was so hot, his tongue tracing over her skin and his teeth scraping along - just rough enough that it sent sparks through her nerves. Catie bowed her head, forehead bumping against the crown of Edward’s head as she ground against him.

He lifted his head suddenly, forcing Catie to raise her own. “Enjoying yourself?” Edward asked, licking his lips slowly. It was impossible for her to flush any darker but it felt like more blood ran to her face as Catie nodded, her eyes focused on Edward’s bruised lips.

“Good,” Roy’s voice said from behind them. Catie’s head shot up and she glanced over her shoulder furiously, having already forgotten about their voyeur. “I like where this is going. Do you think you can bring her off without fingering her, Fullmetal?”

Edward glared at Roy as well, his eyes narrowed in anger at being disturbed. “I know I can,” he snapped at Mustang. “But this isn’t a competition.”

“Mm,” Roy still had his elbows propped on the desk - the main difference from the last time Catie looked at him was that Roy had popped the military jacket open, unhooking the clasps so that it hung off of his shoulders. She looked him up and down and then, unexpectedly, smirked.

“I think we’re making it too hot in here for Mustang,” Catie said, grinding on Edward’s lap. His leaking cock was pressed against her panties and she could almost feel him throb. Edward tugged on her nipple with his teeth and Catie tilted her head back, her dark red hair falling loose down her back as she groaned exuberantly.

In some part of Catie’s mind she knew that she should be horrified that Mustang was watching Edward play with her breasts, but that was overridden by the sheer amount of pleasure. It had been a couple of days since she and Edward had had a moment to themselves anyhow, he had been busy dealing with office work and Catie had been working on her paper and right now the only thing in the world that mattered was that Edward put his cock in her right away. Catie ground down on him impatiently, the noise she was making verging on a whine as Edward settled both his hands on her hips and tried to calm her.

“Catie,” Edward breathed, his golden eyes half-mast, staring at her without restraint. “Catie, stop-”

“I can’t,” Catie put one hand down between them, pressing her fingers against the head of his cock. “I want this now, Ed, I want you inside of me right now-”

Edward leaned forward and nipped at her neck again. “Not until you come.”

“Fuck!” Catie ground down against him again. “Fuck, you know how hard it is to get me off without it, please, just put it in me.”

“I have to say I’m impressed,” Roy said from that safe zone behind his desk. “I never thought I would hear a woman begging for your cock.”

Edward tilted his head back, looking directly at Roy. “I think I’m insulted that you think so little of me.”

Catie snarled, and started to pull her underwear aside, intent on sheathing herself on him if he was not going to be of any assistance. Edward laughed a bit, grabbing Catie’s face and kissing her. “Not facing me,” he said, urging her up onto her knees. “Let’s get that skirt off first.”

Her skirt and underwear quickly joined the other clothes on the floor. Catie did not give them a second look as Edward faced her toward the desk and toward Mustang. Catie stared at him defiantly as Roy’s eyes traced up and down her body, nothing left to the imagination. “Satisfied?” Catie spat, as Edward tugged her down over his lap.

While she had been up on her knees he had wiggled out of his pants, so Edward spread his legs out and coaxed Catie down, angling himself just right. Catie tilted her head back, pressing her cheek to Edward’s as he settled against her, his cock finding its place deep inside her.

“Good?” Edward murmured, his breath warm against her ear.

“Oh, fuck,” Catie breathed. Edward cupped her breasts and jogged his hips up into her and she gasped, bracing her hands back on his thighs. Catie arched her back and when she looked up at Roy again he was staring down at the juncture where Catie and Edward were joined together. Catie licked her lips slowly, satisfied, as Roy had lost that damned smirk he had been wearing the entire time they had been in his office and instead his mouth was open, just a bit, behind his hands.

However, there were more important things to concentrate on, like how the angle of Edward’s cock inside her was bringing her rapidly toward the edge. Catie bit her bottom lip as Edward ran his hands down her sides before settling them this time on her thighs, urging her legs even farther apart.

The sound of the chair at Roy’s desk moving made Catie open her eyes again. Roy’s attention was fixed on them both, he had dropped his military jacket on the chair behind him and was now moving around the desk. “What the hell-” Catie grunted, but Edward kissed her shoulder soothingly.

“It’s okay, love,” Edward said softly. “It’s okay, let him-”

Catie blinked, looking over her shoulder at Edward, shocked at the endearment. He never said things like that outside the bedroom, never - and then she turned her head back just in time as Roy crouched between their spread legs. “Mustang, what are you doing-”

Roy’s tongue, and the slight scrape of teeth on her clit and Catie clenched up, sent hurtling over the edge. Edward grinned, jogging his hips up into her enthusiastically as Catie came for him. She moaned, laying bonelessly back against Edward as he fucked into her harder.

Roy had withdrawn, just a bit, the smirk returned to his face as he watched up close and personal. Edward bit her shoulder as he came, his cock pressed as deep as he could get it.

Catie shuddered slightly as he slipped out of her. She had not moved, her head laying back against his automail shoulder, hard even through the fabric of his shirt. Edward shifted her just a little over his lap, and she sighed, content.

At least until Roy spread her folds with two fingers and sucked on her clit again.

Catie stiffened, her fingers digging in to Edward’s thigh. Edward laughed, holding her legs apart as Roy used his tongue to explore her. “What, what-” Catie said, confused - her nerves were already electric coming down off that orgasm and now with Roy tonguing her clit she could not even think.

“He’s eating you out,” Edward said, master of the obvious that he was. Catie wanted to snap something back at him but could not think, not with the way Roy was putting his fingers inside her, and sucking, and oh god, where did he learn how to do that with his tongue….

It was over almost too soon, Roy sucked the second orgasm right out of her. Catie sank back against Edward as Roy stood up slowly, wiping his sleeve across the liquid tracked all over his chin. “You two have such a … unique … flavor,” Roy murmured, clearly amused. Catie blinked at him, confused, until she remembered that Edward had come inside her. Edward laughed a bit, his hands playing with her breasts again. “I have to say I like it.”

“Well don’t get used to it,” Catie huffed. Roy raised an eyebrow and adjusted his trousers.

“How about a little equivalent trade?” Roy murmured, unfastening his pants. Catie raised her eyebrows as Roy drug out his cock, thick and dripping, from his pants. Catie glanced back at Edward, caught his eye and when he nodded she sat forward, opening her mouth obediently as Roy guided his cock in.

Roy held her head still as he slowly fucked her mouth. He barely gave her any time at all to get used to the difference in his size before he was moving, and it was all Catie could do to keep him from choking her. Edward rubbed encouraging circles with his fingers as she sucked Roy, his fingers curled tightly in her hair.

“I think,” Roy said thoughtfully, releasing Catie’s head. “I think I want to fuck your girl, Fullmetal.”

“Go ahead,” Edward said. “I just want to be able to watch.”

Catie licked her lips as Roy withdrew, watching his cock move away. It was definitely a different size than Edward’s, perhaps a bit of a different shape and she was suddenly quite eager to experience the difference for herself.

To her surprise, Roy leaned in close. “If you’ll permit me,” he murmured. Catie blinked in surprise as he lifted her, carrying her over to his desk. Catie sprawled on the desk as Roy shoved the bric-a-brac off onto the floor, clearing plenty of room.

Catie gasped, arching her back as Roy spread her legs. “No foreplay?” Catie groaned as he pressed the head of his cock against her.

“I got a little too wound up watching you,” Roy said, penetrating her slowly. “I just couldn’t wait any more.”

Catie moaned as he filled her. He was longer than Edward, but not quite as thick. The head of his cock did not press against her sweet spot like Edward’s did, but that was not to say that Mustang felt bad … just, different.

She hooked her legs over Roy’s hips, looking up at him considering her. “I hope your technique is good,” she said, wiggling and then clenching on him. “Because you’ve lost to Ed in the size category.”

For the first time, color appeared across Roy’s face. Edward hooted from the couch, still sprawled out languidly and watching them with a slightly sleepy expression.

“I assure you,” Roy murmured, planting both hands flat on the desk beside Catie’s head. “That my technique-” he moved his hips in a circular motion and Catie nearly jerked off the desk. “Will put Fullmetal’s jackhammering to shame.”

“Oh god,” Catie breathed as Roy began to move. He was quite true to his word, starting slow and forcing Catie to feel every inch of him, moving his hips in unexpected ways that made Catie gasp and groan and twitch. He built her up to one orgasm and then let it fade instead of allowing her the luxury of actually climaxing.

“See, now,” Roy murmured, picking up the pace. “Isn’t this a bit more fun?”

Catie gripped the edge of the desk, her legs snug around Roy’s waist as he plowed her. “Oh,” Catie gasped, her eyes closed. “Oh, oh, oh Ed-”

Roy growled and Catie’s eyes flew open. He gripped her hips and lifted her up, dropping the “technique” side of things for that good old fashioned jackhammering. Catie sobbed aloud as Roy throbbed deep inside her, he was building toward his own climax far too quickly, when-

Suddenly, he stilled. Catie opened her eyes to see Edward’s arms around Roy, his chin tucked over Roy’s shoulder. He had to be up on his toes, but he did not look pained. “No, Roy,” Edward murmured. “You can fuck her, but you can’t come inside her.”

Roy let out a frustrated noise. “Dammit, Ed, I was close-”

“If you want to come in something so badly,” Edward murmured, “you can come in my ass.”

There was a long moment of silence as Roy tried to weigh the the words, ensuring that they were in fact the truth. Edward’s arms around him worked on unbuttoning Roy’s shirt while he considered this. Then Roy turned, sliding out of Catie and leaving her bereft and empty.

Catie rested a hand on her stomach, her nerves still on fire, as she watched Roy lean down and kiss Edward. It was ridiculously hot, and then Roy turned Edward around and hoisted him on the desk beside her.

Edward laughed as Roy lifted his head, stroking Edward’s cock with his free hand. “It’s been so long,” he said. Roy glanced over at Catie and she jumped a little as he spread her leg with one hand, fingering her slowly.

“What,” Catie gasped as Roy brought his hand away, slick with fluids. “What are you-”

“That will do,” Roy murmured, and then pressed that same hand to Edward’s ass.

Catie watched, a bit awed as Roy slowly stretched Edward. Edward kept looking over at her, his grin big and goofy but his eyes checking her own constantly. He was checking to make sure she was all right with this, and Catie was pleased that he would, even if she was focused at Roy’s fingers in his ass.

Finally, Roy spread Edward’s legs and settled against him. “Here we go,” Roy murmured, and Catie watched, completely fascinated as Edward arched against the desk, Roy’s cock filling him slowly.

“God,” Catie said reverently as Roy settled against him. Roy groaned as Edward stared at the ceiling, panting, sweat beading on his face and chest. Catie sat up, and then looked at Roy, considering. “Hold up a second, Mustang.”

“Hrn,” Roy grunted, the cords in his neck standing out. “Whatever you’re going to do you should do it quickly-”

Catie climbed over Edward, framing his face with her hands and kissing him deeply. Edward groaned against her mouth as she sought out his penis, sheathing herself on it and laying over him protectively.

Edward let out a long, low noise. Now that Catie had arranged herself on Edward Roy began to move, slowly, fucking in to Edward with desperation. He had been held off from coming for far too long.

Catie ran her hands over Edward’s shoulders, their eyes locked on the other. She moved her hips slightly, but let Roy do most of the work, his fucking in to Edward setting up a rhythm that carried through even to her. Edward’s cock fit her perfectly, she was so glad to feel it inside her again.

Roy stopped moving against Edward and Catie did not lift her head - at least not until she felt the broad head of Roy’s cock pressing against her ass. Catie bit off a string of expletives at the unexpected entrance, as Roy slid slowly into her ass, stretching her.

Catie panted, loudly, her fingers curled into Edward’s shoulders as he watched her. He framed her face with his hands, brushing the hair out of her eyes as Roy fucked into her slowly, respectful of the fact that she had not been stretched.

“Remember,” Edward said raggedly. “You have to come in me-”

“I know,” Roy’s voice was strained. “It just seemed so perfect like this.”

She could hardly breathe - she certainly couldn’t think, not like this - both of them were inside her, right now. Edward’s cock pulsing deep inside, and Roy throbbing as he fucked her slowly. Catie could not take it, she gripped Edward’s shoulders tightly as the orgasm rocked out of her, leaving her breathless and sobbing.

To her surprise, soft lips brushed her shoulder as Roy slid out of her. Catie gasped as Roy re-entered Edward, causing him to arch up off of the desk and bury himself deeper inside her. Catie held on tight as Roy fucked him ragged, until he was coming inside her again, filling her with his seed. Catie kissed Edward deeply, grinding down on his softening cock as he leaked out of her.

“Magnificent,” Roy murmured and Catie stiffened, wanting now to lash out as he tried to interrupt this moment between her and her lover. “Absolutely magnificent-”

She gasped as he pressed his fingers against her clit and she bit down, hard, her mouth filling with pillow. Catie lifted her head muzzily, confused at the darkness that the room was shrouded in.

What - what was that?

Edward stirred a little when she sat up, thrusting her hand down into her panties and pressing her fingers down into her folds. She was soaked. Catie groaned as she rubbed herself, and then glanced over to the barely-awake Edward, who was watching her with interest. “Catie?” Edward asked as she rolled onto her side, running her hand down his front until she cupped his cock, barely restrained by his boxers.

“Good, you’re hard,” Catie said. Edward made an inquisitive noise as she stripped down his boxers. Moving her panties aside, she slung herself over his groin and impaled herself on his morning wood.

Edward closed his eyes and groaned appreciatively as Catie very enthusiastically fucked herself on him until they both came. Edward came inside her and Catie moaned, exhausted, before flopping across his chest.

“Not that I’m complaining,” Edward said, brushing her bangs aside and kissing her forehead. “But what the fuck was that all about?”

Catie yawned, the adrenaline already wearing slowly off. “Had a wet dream,” she murmured. She lifted her head and glared at Edward. “That reminds me, I’m mad at you.”

“You’re mad at me?” Edward pressed his hands against the small of her back. “For something I did in a dream?”

“You,” she flicked his forehead. “You let Mustang fuck me, you bastard.”

“Hey,” Edward said, and then stopped. “Wait, I did what? That bastard! I should kick his ass!”

Catie snuggled down against his chest as Edward hugged her tightly to him. “That’s what I thought,” she said smugly. “But I’d settle for you fucking me again.”

Edward nuzzled her neck sleepily. “I can handle that,” he said. “In the morning.”

“Mm,” Catie murmured, already halfway back to asleep. “Can’t wait.”