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scriveynerTitle: Love
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Reverse'verse
Characters/Pairing: Ed/Rian
Rating: NSFW/E
Length: 378
Summary: Rian couldn't think, he could barely breathe.
Rian gasped, one hand braced on Edward’s automail tucked tight around his stomach. He was being held in place even as Edward kept moving, his body shifting against the colonel’s, bearing down even as he kept pushing up, up, up.
It was dark in the bedroom, but the lights from the den spilled across the bed, strips of golden illumination painted on rumpled sheets and bare flesh. Edward didn’t talk, his forehead pressed against Rian’s back, all his concentration on the task at hand. It was okay, Rian couldn’t think, he could barely breathe, every gasped breath felt like fire as Edward filled him. He was utterly consumed, totally and completely, heat spiking through him and settling in his gut as he rode this wave of euphoria.
Edward’s grip was firm, Rian was certain there would be bruises in the morning dark across his ribs and Edward would kiss them and ask his forgiveness, but right now Rian just held on, fingers caught in the grooves of his forearm plate, his mouth dry and the world starting to go rather wobbly.
Heat on his neck, warm and Edward’s tongue and then, teeth, marking him. Rian groaned, his throat raw, he was going to come without a finger on him and it was going to be so good-
He felt Edward’s thighs lock, holding him still, even as the man made the first noise he’d heard all night, a long throaty groan as the orgasm hit him. Rian closed his eyes, bearing down as Edward curled around him and hell, he couldn’t quite, wasn’t quite there…
Edward’s flesh hand was rough, wrapping around his shaft and squeezing and just that single hot touch was all he needed. The world went completely, dazzling white.
The rough, panting breaths on his shoulder brought him back and Edward’s voice, breathy and raw with sex resonated all the way through to his bones. “Fuck, I love you.”
Warm and sated and exhausted, Rian grinned, Edward’s face buried still against his back. “I love you too.”
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Reverse'verse
Characters/Pairing: Ed/Rian
Rating: NSFW/E
Length: 378
Summary: Rian couldn't think, he could barely breathe.
Rian gasped, one hand braced on Edward’s automail tucked tight around his stomach. He was being held in place even as Edward kept moving, his body shifting against the colonel’s, bearing down even as he kept pushing up, up, up.
It was dark in the bedroom, but the lights from the den spilled across the bed, strips of golden illumination painted on rumpled sheets and bare flesh. Edward didn’t talk, his forehead pressed against Rian’s back, all his concentration on the task at hand. It was okay, Rian couldn’t think, he could barely breathe, every gasped breath felt like fire as Edward filled him. He was utterly consumed, totally and completely, heat spiking through him and settling in his gut as he rode this wave of euphoria.
Edward’s grip was firm, Rian was certain there would be bruises in the morning dark across his ribs and Edward would kiss them and ask his forgiveness, but right now Rian just held on, fingers caught in the grooves of his forearm plate, his mouth dry and the world starting to go rather wobbly.
Heat on his neck, warm and Edward’s tongue and then, teeth, marking him. Rian groaned, his throat raw, he was going to come without a finger on him and it was going to be so good-
He felt Edward’s thighs lock, holding him still, even as the man made the first noise he’d heard all night, a long throaty groan as the orgasm hit him. Rian closed his eyes, bearing down as Edward curled around him and hell, he couldn’t quite, wasn’t quite there…
Edward’s flesh hand was rough, wrapping around his shaft and squeezing and just that single hot touch was all he needed. The world went completely, dazzling white.
The rough, panting breaths on his shoulder brought him back and Edward’s voice, breathy and raw with sex resonated all the way through to his bones. “Fuck, I love you.”
Warm and sated and exhausted, Rian grinned, Edward’s face buried still against his back. “I love you too.”
