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* _ * [Fullmetal Alchemist] Looking for relief

Title: Loking for relief
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Personaggi: Maes Hughes, Roy Mustang
Pairing: Hughes/Roy
Rating: NC17
Conteggio Parole: 1419 ( Fidipù )
Challenge: P0rn Fest IV @ fanfic_italia ( Masterlist )
Prompt: "Quando usciremo da questo inferno mi concederai un vero e proprio appuntamento?"
Riassunto: Hughes gli bacia le dita, una per una e si gira sul fianco per poterlo guardare meglio. «Scusa.»
Roy sorride e si sistema a sua volta su un fianco, guardandolo dritto in faccia. "Never mind," murmured, averting a second look. "But as to use me as a subspecies of the stress is becoming a habit, I expect that when we get out of this hell you give me at least a real event, we understand?"
Note: I said I'd written, and then I wrote it! \\ O / (Even though I had a little cripple 'the prompt, as it is because I could not let us enter. ;__;) Anyway. Unlike all of my fic up Ishbar this is a bit ', as if to say, "happy". I did not put the Angst and honestly a bit 'I feel guilty (XD), but honestly this stuff is only for the p0rn, so it's not that there is a great plot or some kind of introspection ... Mh.
Thanks: A first reader and beta. \u0026lt;3 I love you, honey.
Spoiler: None
Disclaimer: Cow-san no. ♥
Warning: Lemon, PWP, Yaoi



Everything is dark and silent. The only sounds are those who can hear their moans that are squeezed out from between his lips pressed hard against those of others, while the hands are trying to sneak under the heavy cloth of the uniform, the shirt, only to taste with fingertips a rich and warm skin and feel the muscles and the nerves tingle and contract under their touch.
detach a moment to catch his breath and Hughes slips his lips down his throat and sticking his teeth in his shoulder when Roy raises the pelvis against her, urgently, making him feel his arousal pressing against his pants as much as her. Hughes's off his jacket, opens his shirt and licks his shoulder as his hands run down his chest and abdomen and sneak under his pants between his legs, it holds in his hand, almost by force, and begins to move without hesitation from base to tip, quickly, making arching violently against the pillow, eyes and mouth wide open in search of air. With his free hand
Hughes is unbuttoning his pants and lowered them just enough to pull off his excitement almost painful and Roy grabs him by the neck and brings him down on his lips, his tongue in his mouth, as he feels his whole body tense and the head becoming lighter as they become his touch faster, more insistent. Reel, closes his eyes, arches, and it takes only a moment before everything else becomes a sensation and then heat and then only feel relief when his body suddenly become lighter, empty.
It relaxes against the pillow, shortness of breath and heavy, hooded eyes fixed on those of others, which it still look steamy, affamanti. Hughes kisses him and takes only a moment before answering, his arms wrapped around his neck, his body pressed against her so much that even the air can pass between them.
Roy closes his eyes when a family begins to tingle through and Hughes rises to catch his breath, settling more comfortably between her legs after having taken off his pants. Then down again, kisses the chest, abdomen, and when he returns to his face, slipping two fingers between her lips and licks Roy, one by one, slide the tongue and lips slowly around the phalanges Hughes feels the long and exasperating shock through the chest and back, and merge between her legs, right in his excitement.
Geme, between the teeth, and when it considers that it is enough lifts and spreads her legs, buttocks and sticks a finger first. Roy cries, one hand pressed over her mouth, and Hughes continued, slowly, putting his finger to the root, and then extracted with the same slow pace and keep going until she feels her body begin to relax, to accept it. He slips a second finger making their way into his flesh and immediately tighten the penis in hand, beginning to tap more insistently As his fingers enlarged it and prepare, as they open the for him.
Roy desperately trying to stifle a groan and bites his fist when Hughes comes to him and lift the pelvis with both hands before take it. Both hold their breath and Hughes moves forward slowly, sinking into him throughout the length and feel the walls give in, relax, open up to him as if he was the right thing, the only thing they can do. He feels an unbearable heat up along his belly and shake his stomach and let go of the breath before starting to move.
pushes once, twice, carefully, and then increases the pace, starting to touch it in turn with the same speed with which her pelvis crashing into one another, with the same enthusiasm with which the breath out of their hearts and their mouths are now back to look for, as if that was the only way they can get some 'air where they can breathe . The sinking
become faster, more erratic, and grabbed Roy's shoulders were still covered by the shirt and plunges her fingers and nails into the fabric while his whole body seems to hurt him, stretched in the spasm of giving and receiving pleasure possible, to feel more intensely all those feelings that pass through it and surround it, without giving him respite. Hughes
push harder, harder, and also the cot on which are spread seems to be shaken by the same shivers of pleasure that flow into them and Roy kisses him, crushed his mouth on her, and felt her whole body shaking and then stretch, and when he opens his eyes to the face of the all I can see is a dull patina which becomes increasingly blurred as they become uncontrollable pleasure and then opens his eyes when everything suddenly became dark and light, a blinding light that seems to take his views to the fraction of zip that you first need to feel your body relax completely emptied.
Hughes stops to touch and squeezes the reservoir with both hands, pushing with all the strength that remains in the legs until you feel the same thrill that he has seen in the eyes of the same thrill and the same flash that exploded in his eyes and now pressed against his chest out. He grits his teeth, resist for another half a second and then, finally, everything just becomes too much - too hot, too loud, too necessary - and let go.
is inside him with a hoarse cry, broken by groans, and after a brief moment the legs give way and he rolled on the bed, lying beside her with his eyes turned upward, his mouth slightly open, and all the muscles finally relax, finally free of that weight that seemed to oppress and crush him.
Roy rubbed his eyes and then turns to look at him, half smiling, "Everything okay?"
Hughes is a second property and when it believes it has put together enough breath turns his head in his direction, the same tired smile. "I do not I should be asking you? "
Roy shrugs. "You seemed quite upset when you came before."
He nods, barely, and the smile fades a bit '. "Yeah. It was a really shitty day. "
" Tell me something I do not know. "
remain still and silent for a moment and then Roy sketches a laugh, shaking his head. "Okay," murmured, stretching out a hand blindly reaching for his face and squeezes it with his Hughes, placing his lips on the palm hot.
"Did I hurt you?"
Roy still shakes his head. "No, nothing irreparable. But the next time you tell me about a problem before jumping on him, right? "
Hughes kisses his fingers, one by one and turns on its side to be able to get a better look. "Sorry."
Roy smiles and settles in turn on its side, looking him straight in the face. "Never mind," murmured, averting a second look. "But as to use me as a subspecies of the stress is becoming a habit, I expect that when we get out of this hell you give me at least a real event, we understand?"
Hughes looks at him for a moment silence without knowing whether he's talking seriously and, when Roy raises an eyebrow trim and a subspecies of the smirk he laughs, carrying on her face to kiss his forehead. "Okay, okay, I promise. E I'll pay to drink. "
Roy is a verse and a grimace. "I think at least the minimum, you bastard."
Hughes still laughs and strokes his cheek with a finger before placing a finger on his lips. Roy's quizzical expression and trim Hughes smiles, slyly, "Of 'a bit'," begins, stroking his lower lip, "if you will concede two appointments, I believe I also have an encore?" Roy looks
with indecipherable expression for a moment and then asks him the same arrogant smirk. Grabs the neck of the shirt and pulls it to himself, pressing hard on her lips. "Go."