Wild! Epilogue

[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: 851 (41,368 overall)
Summary: Ed decides he wants to find love, something wild, something vibrant and above all something passionate.
Notes: The end! :) Don't worry, there'll be a sequel...eventually.

There was a quietness to Edward for the next few days upon their return to Central. The few times Roy had actually managed to see Edward he’d found that Ed was struggling with the decoding some document or another.

Ed rarely talked about what he was doing, not out of disrespect, but out of intense focus. Roy didn’t mind just sitting and watching Ed as he read or took notes, as he filed things away in that oversized brain of his.

If Edward disliked his presence in his house he didn’t remark on it. Most of the time he simply left the door unlocked and told Roy to come in.

Roy had once questioned whether leaving the door unlocked was such a good idea. Ed had raised his eyebrow with an expression of slight incredulity. “Roy,” he enunciated, “I’m an expert at martial arts. I’d be fine.”

Roy had laughed and touched the top of Ed’s head gently.

They passed in this type of pseudo-camaraderie for the next few months, never testing this new relationship too terribly much, they avoided touchy topics and did their best not to fight. When either of them got over-excited or angry it generally ended in shouting and thrown objects (that was mostly due to Ed, though);

Ed’s volatile temper could at times get in the way, but he was always repentant after he’d done something he knew was wrong.

Roy was grateful that this older Ed had become more contrite if not more humble. Roy also knew that he himself should be more humble as well. Actually, if he thought about it, he should be grateful that Ed even bothered to grace him with his presence. Ed was a genius, a prodigy, a man like no other. He had been one of the most powerful alchemists and an expert at martial arts. That had made him dangerous. Even with the loss of his alchemy he was still an extremely dangerous person, as evidenced by his confidence in leaving the door unlocked.

It was one afternoon in the fading light when Ed was still hunched over his book reading that he started to speak. “You know,” he began, then stopped as he turned about to see surprise on Roy’s face. “What?” he asked with what sounded like irritation in his voice.

“You never talk to me while you’re working, you’re absolutely out of it, your head in the clouds.”

Ed scowled. “I am not!” he protested.

“One example, give me one example Ed, and I’ll leave the subject alone.”

Ed opened his mouth only to close it a few moments later. His brows furrowed and his mouth tipped down at the corners. He propped his chin up in his hand and let a huff  of air out through his nose. Finally he threw up his arms, “All right! I give up!”

Roy grinned and leaned back in his chair acting like a smug cat. He wasn’t expecting Ed’s weight in his arms and jerked in surprise when Ed’s thighs fell on either side of his legs.

“Hi,” he murmured, smiling.

“Hi,” Roy breathed back and kissed him.

The sofa wasn’t exactly the most comfortable place in the world, but with Ed running his hands down his chest like that Roy wasn’t keen on moving any time soon. Ed seemed to sense this as he rose to his knees, then his feet and pulled Roy up with him.

Roy followed docilely as they went into Ed’s room and Ed’s arms curved around his neck and he was kissed with all sorts of enthusiasm.

He kissed Ed back and lifted him up onto the bed where he sprawled in a delicious tangle of limbs. Ed’s hands found his buckle and slid the last of his clothes off. Eagerly he pulled Ed’s from his body as well. It slowed down from there, perhaps Ed decided to let him take his time, or perhaps Ed was just humouring him, but no matter the reason Roy was grateful Ed wasn’t in a rush to finish this quickly. He drew warm hands around Ed’s sides, hips, buttocks and Ed arched into the touches. But he wasn’t passive in the least. He returned each of Roy’s caresses with one of his own. They were content just to explore each for a bit, and then Ed began to get impatient. He tugged at Roy’s arms and Roy took the hint.

It was always humbling to be allowed to see Ed, to have him in this way. Ed’s eyes would become narrow slits as they moved together and his neck would give a little arch and his teeth would clench as he resisted the urge to shout.

Ed was beautiful in unimaginable ways, and yet he didn’t recognize it, but Roy did. Roy knew that Ed was, and always would be, a better man than he.

Ed’s fingers dug into Roy’s side afterwards, and he murmured, “Wild, isn’t it?”

“What?” Roy asked later as they stared out at the stars through the window, but Ed just smiled and tilted his head back for a kiss.

The End