Wild chapter 15

[meredavey]

Title: Wild
Author: meredavey
Series: Brotherhood (although it can stand on its own)
Pairing: Roy/Ed
Rating: NC-17
Word Count for this chapter: 1,047 (17,245 overall)
Summary: Ed decides he wants to find love, something wild, something vibrant and above all something passionate.
Notes: Fluff. :) Also, I just wanted to take the moment to thank all of you wonderful people who consistently comment on this story - you have no idea how much it's y'all who continue to inspire me to write. In honor of this, this'll be the first chapter of several I'll be posting this month. :) Enjoy!

The morning dawned bright and early, and as Roy woke he found himself looking down at the young man who was sharing his bed. He gently pushed the hair that was falling over Ed’s face back and stroked the young man’s cheek gently.

Ed stirred and Roy watched as his eyelashes fluttered and his breath stirred the still air. He watched as that feline body stretched and as that keen mind began to take inventory of everything that was going on.

That same mind was now in an obvious state of crusty-sleepyness which didn’t seem to be wearing off. A slim hand raised to his eyes rubbed some sleep away as those dark lashes lifted to reveal then slivers of gold beneath the lids.

“Good morning,” Roy rumbled as he reached out with his hand to touch Ed’s cheek again. Ed caught the hand and murmured,

“Morning,” back very sleepily.

Roy smiled as he continued to rub the sleep out of his eyes. “What time is it?” he asked.

The older man glanced over at the clock on the stand. “Just past eight is all,” he told Ed.

Ed frowned and burrowed back under the covers. “I can sleep for a little longer then,” he told the older man. “I have no need to get up so early.”

Roy laughed, a deep belly laugh as Ed disappeared beneath the covers of the bed.

He couldn’t help but follow Ed beneath the covers where upon he grasped the young man firmly.

He heard Ed gasp in surprise, and then surrender. He gave a low growl before twisting in Roy’s arms and kissing him.

“Bastard,” he whispered before their words were devoured by the heat and fire.

An hour later they both lay sated in the bed, listening to the bird’s chirping outside the window.

“I guess the first thing we have to do is find out where exactly this thing is located. We don’t want to start randomly digging just anywhere. The less evidence we leave behind the better off we’ll be.”

“I’m inclined to agree with that. I say we spend the day surveying the land and discussing local history. Maybe we’ll get lucky and find a clue amongst these people.”

“They seem the type to keep their secrets well hidden,” Ed said a bit dryly, “I know the type after all.”

Roy smiled. “Did you keep secrets from outsiders in Risembool?”

Ed grinned back. “Sometimes. Sometimes we just pretended we kept secrets because we liked having that mysterious aura about us.”

Roy tugged on a strand of Ed’s hair. “What does mystery do?”

“It gives the town a certain atmosphere, makes tourists stay longer, sometimes guests get curious and want to know the folklore. Some of it we make up.” He grinned even wider. “It was the job of us kids – not really, we did it for fun – to scare the visiting kids and sometimes adults. It was fun, it was good times.” Ed sighed as he looked out the window, “Now that I think about it, I’ve seen so much more horror in my life, that those stories I heard and used to tell aren’t very scary anymore.” His eyes seemed to become sad. “Sometimes I miss that simple life. There’s nothing more I’d like to do than to go back to that life at times, go back before this huge mess started.” He turned to Mustang. “But then I wouldn’t have met you. I like to think it was a worth while trade – equivalent exchange – except in this case I got the better part of the deal.

Roy smiled. “I’m glad you seem to think so. I feel like I’ve gotten a good deal myself.”

Ed knew that Roy had an easy charm that worked well in the cities but not as well in the country-side and he decided to bring the topic up. “I think, when we talk to the locals, I should do the talking. I can act like a right country bumpkin given the chance and I think they’ll be more likely to open up to that than anything else. I’ll seem less like a stranger and more like a visiting friend.”

“Did you employ this strategy often when you travelled?” Roy asked a tad curious.

“Sometimes. Like I said sometimes locals like to play jokes, other times they’re very suspicious of people. It’s best not to upset them.”

Roy blinked at him. He wasn’t surprised he’d learned a while ago that Ed didn’t just employ brute force, he used his brain and his wits just as much. Even as Ed enjoyed a good fight now and again, he didn’t like getting dragged through mud or over rocks either.

Ed shifted in the bed and stretched his arms over his head. His body felt lethargic, lethargic but relaxed. He smiled at Roy and leaned over, kissing him. Roy’s hands cupped his cheeks and Ed’s hands itched to explore the older man’s body. He licked his lips as he pulled back from the kiss. “I suggest we get out of bed before we miss breakfast completely.”

Roy’s eyes seemed to twinkle as he slid out of bed. “I’ll take the shower first. It might be dangerous if we both get in at the same time.”

Ed laughed. “I would think so. That would make anybody nervous.”

“Nervous?” Roy tried to sound offended.

“Nervous,” Ed repeated with delight. “It’s like you’re stalking your prey!”

Roy furrowed his brow and tried to pretend to be mad but Ed sitting there on the bed, tangled in the sheets was just too much. He shook his head and closed the door to the bathroom.

“Remember to lock it!” Ed called out with amusement.

Roy did not dignify that with a response as he climbed into the shower. Fifteen minutes later he emerged squeaky clean and smelling of soap and shampoo. Ed pulled his towels off the rack as he entered the bathroom to get his own shower.

He showered as quickly as he could, attempting to get all the stickiness from sweat and…other stuff off of his body.

He too emerged from the shower not long after. He found Roy dressed and waiting for him to go to breakfast. Ten minutes later they were heading downstairs