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kinkfestThe Hearth’s Fire
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cornerofmadness
Fandom - Fullmetal Alchemist
Disclaimer - Arakawa sensei owns all
Rating - NC-17
Pairings- Roy/Riza/Maes/Gracia
Warnings - polyamorous sex, m/m sex, f/f sex, het sex
Timeline/Spoilers - no spoilers, set before Ed even joins the military
Summary - This was the next logical step
Word Count – 1,601
Author’s note - this was written for the prompt- Fullmetal Alchemist: Roy/Riza/Maes/Gracia: The more the merrier: Making a Roy sandwich. Thanks tosalomesensei for the beta.
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A fire crackled in the fireplace, bathing the two couples with a cheery warmth against an otherwise frigid night. Roy watched the flames dance while he sipped slightly sweet white wine, his arm draped over Riza’s shoulders.
“You do make a good fire, Roy,” Maes observed, his long legs stretched out in the front of him.
Roy rolled his eyes. “Master of understatement.”
“That’s my husband.” Gracia patted Maes’s thigh. “But I’m so glad you and Riza could stop over on your way back out East.”
“When I find out who got us assigned to a week of training in Briggs in the dead of winter, they’re toast,” Roy grumbled.
Riza nudged him. “You don’t think your big mouth had anything to do with this after the last time you saw General Armstrong?”
Roy snorted at her. “Anyhow Gracia, how could I pass on your cooking? It was delicious as always. I was so full.”
“That would explain the nap you took as soon as washing dishes was suggested.” Riza rolled her eyes at him.
“All that good food made me sleepy, but now I’m full of energy,” Roy assured her.
“Just in time to go to bed,” she said.
“Well, that figures, doesn’t it,” Maes said, getting up. He held out a hand to Gracia. “I think there are some warm snuggly covers calling our name.”
“Sounds nice. Good night, Riza, Roy,” Gracia said. Hand in hand, the couple disappeared back to their bedroom.
“We should go up to bed.” Riza took Roy’s hand.
Roy leaned over and sucked on her neck before murmuring, “Shame to waste such a good fire.” His hand slid up her thigh and under her skirt. He ran a finger over her panties, hearing her breath hitch.
“Roy,” she whispered. “Be good.”
“Oh, I’ll be very good.” Roy slipped a finger under the cotton barrier keeping him from her. “And quiet.” His mouth met hers. As his tongue slipped inside, a floorboard creaked. Riza pushed him back.
Gracia reappeared in the doorway. “Oops, sorry. I forget to get a glass of water. Didn’t mean to interrupt.”
“Just trying to wrangle Roy back to the bedroom,” Riza said, her cheeks rosy.
“Sort of thought Maes would have been too busy for water,” Roy grumbled.
“Roy!” Riza planted an elbow in him.
“It’s all right Riza. I’m well used to Roy’s…personality quirks. Maes made sure of that.” Gracia grinned. “Putting the two of them together always seems guaranteed to bring the worst out in them.”
“You don’t know the half of it.” Riza ruffled Roy’s hair.
“You’d be surprised. Maes tells me everything.” Gracia’s eyes swept over Roy. “Including what you got up to in Ishbal.”
Roy’s eyes widened. “Really?”
“All three of you.” Gracia cast a meaningful look over at Riza as well.
“He did? Really?” Riza suddenly became overly involved in watching the fire. “And you weren’t upset with Maes?”
Gracia put on a more wicked grin than either soldier had ever seen her wear. “The more the merrier.”
Roy beamed. “I have to agree.”
Riza cupped a hand over his knee. “You’ll only get him riled up, Gracia.”
“Would that be a bad thing?” Gracia’s nose wrinkled. “I understand that things are different in a war zone. If you no longer share, that’s all right, too.”
“You don’t actually ‘share’ Roy,” Riza said. “He’s a bit of an attention seeker, but he does make it fun.”
“I wouldn’t have thought Maes to be willing to share you,” Roy said.
Gracia took a few steps back toward the hall. “He’s thought of this often.”
“He’s not the only one,” Roy smirked.
“Shall I go get him?” Gracia’s pale skin colored, an eager fever overtaking her.
Riza squeezed Roy’s fingers then nodded. He knew she didn’t need to hear him vocalize it. Like Maes, he had wondered what it would be like for all four of them to be together. “Or should we follow you?”
Gracia glanced at the fire. “That’s too pretty to waste.”
“That’s what I said.” Roy got up. He feathered a kiss across Gracia’s cheek before heading to the spare bedroom to grab his condom tin.
Riza took a few pillows off the couch, tossing them on the floor. Roy bounced back in like a boy with a toy. Gracia and Maes appeared more sedately, a green glass bottle dangling from Maes’s fingers.
“Gracia tells me you want to be bad, Roy,” Maes beamed.
“Me? It was your lovely wife’s idea.” Roy pulled off his shirt. “And I thank her for it.”
“And I see you’re not wasting any time.” Maes reached over and tweaked Roy’s nipple.
Roy leaned close and kissed him. “You like that about me.”
“I do.”
“You like kissing him, don’t you, Maes?” Gracia smiled. “Let’s see it.”
“You ladies like to watch.” Maes tugged at the ties to his pajama trousers.
Gracia rested against the back of the couch. “Do it. Riza and I can join in.”
“Just don’t over stimulate him, Maes. We want to play with him, too,” Riza said.
“Oh, I want to see you two play with him, too.” Maes shimmied out of his pj’s, his cock half awake.
Roy wrapped and arm around Maes, pulling him into a kiss. Mouths and tongues warred for dominance. The women watched, eyes glittering, making soft sounds of encouragement, as if any were needed.
Roy dropped to his knees, taking Maes’s shaft in hand. Giving it a few expert strokes, Roy took him into his mouth. Roy sucked and licked with great abandon as Maes ran his finger through Roy’s hair.
Gracia gasped, reaching for Riza’s hand. “He looks amazing like that, so very handsome. I didn’t think about this part.”
“I never got to see them either. Ishbal was so very dark,” Riza said.
Gracia nodded then leaned close to kiss Riza. She paused for a moment as if waiting permission. Riza caressed Gracia’s cheek, giving her the go-ahead. Her lips were soft and sweet. Riza pulled Gracia toward the rug in front of the fire with the men. Roy and Maes stopped to watch as Riza and Gracia’s kisses deepened. Gracia opened Riza’s blouse, rubbing the blonde’s nipples through the cloth of her bra until they jutted out against the white fabric, making one of the men groan in the process.
“Share all around,” someone whispered.
Riza helped Gracia out of both blouse and bra, planting soft kisses on the woman’s full breasts before she presented Gracia to Roy then pulled Maes to her. Riza nibbled her way across Maes’s strong shoulder. He slipped a hand up under her skirt and into her panties stroking her. Riza pressed against his chest, watching Gracia take Roy’s cock out of his trousers, rubbing a finger around the head of it.
“You ladies both still have on too much clothing,” Maes muttered and started helping Riza with that.
It didn’t take much more than the act of undressing before none of them trusted their legs to hold them. The soft rug welcomed them down in front of the fire. Roy stretched out, languid and loose as a cat in a sunbeam as Gracia sucked his cock. Maes straddled Roy, filling the man’s mouth with his hard shaft while leaning over the alchemist so he could tease Riza’s innermost hidden pleasure spots.
Tongues and fingers toyed with sensitive areas. Their bodies shifted, sometimes gracefully, other times awkwardly, still unused to just this many people being in the mix. Finally, Riza found herself under Roy who had somehow managed to get his condom on. Behind him, Maes slathered the lotion from the green glass jar over his cock, while Gracia lay next to Riza. Neither woman had been with another woman and their touches were hesitant and a little unsure.
“That’s so beautiful,” Roy panted.
“Not as much as what’s to come next,” Riza said, cupping his chin with a fragrant hand. “Watch how much he loves being in the middle of us, Gracia.”
“He practically glows,” Maes said, running a slicked hand over Roy’s lower back then down his cleft. One finger sank into Roy’s opening, then another. Roy groaned at the sensation. Maes wasted little time plunging into Roy.
Roy rocked between Maes and Riza, with unbridled enthusiasm. Gracia rolled to her knees to shower attention to whatever flesh she could, swirling touches over Maes’s ass and testicles, reaching into the sandwich to toy with Roy’s nipples and circle a finger over Riza’s clit, Roy’s shaft nudging her hand as she worked. Riza shuddered under Roy, letting out a sharp cry.
Maes slipped free of Roy, tugging him back gently. Roy let Riza get out from under him and Gracia took her place. Roy’s body felt unfamiliar, smaller, tighter than her husband’s. Roy thrust into her, slow and sweet, stealing kisses from her as Maes took him again. It didn’t take them long to bring her off and Maes’s climax followed almost immediately.
Maes turned Roy onto his back before all but devouring him. Maes’s mouth made short work of Roy, rough and demanding. Roy had no stamina left to him, succumbing to Maes quickly. They all lay in a tangle afterwards, the fire cracking merrily.
“You need to get assigned on temporary duty in the north more often,” Gracia panted.
“And you and Maes need to vacation in the east,” Roy countered.
“A little more wine before moving this to the bedroom?” Maes asked.
“Lovely idea,” Riza said.
“This whole night was a lovely idea,” Gracia said. “And one that needs repeating, often.”
No one had an argument for that.
Author -
cornerofmadnessFandom - Fullmetal Alchemist
Disclaimer - Arakawa sensei owns all
Rating - NC-17
Pairings- Roy/Riza/Maes/Gracia
Warnings - polyamorous sex, m/m sex, f/f sex, het sex
Timeline/Spoilers - no spoilers, set before Ed even joins the military
Summary - This was the next logical step
Word Count – 1,601
Author’s note - this was written for the prompt- Fullmetal Alchemist: Roy/Riza/Maes/Gracia: The more the merrier: Making a Roy sandwich. Thanks to
salomesensei for the beta.X X X
A fire crackled in the fireplace, bathing the two couples with a cheery warmth against an otherwise frigid night. Roy watched the flames dance while he sipped slightly sweet white wine, his arm draped over Riza’s shoulders.
“You do make a good fire, Roy,” Maes observed, his long legs stretched out in the front of him.
Roy rolled his eyes. “Master of understatement.”
“That’s my husband.” Gracia patted Maes’s thigh. “But I’m so glad you and Riza could stop over on your way back out East.”
“When I find out who got us assigned to a week of training in Briggs in the dead of winter, they’re toast,” Roy grumbled.
Riza nudged him. “You don’t think your big mouth had anything to do with this after the last time you saw General Armstrong?”
Roy snorted at her. “Anyhow Gracia, how could I pass on your cooking? It was delicious as always. I was so full.”
“That would explain the nap you took as soon as washing dishes was suggested.” Riza rolled her eyes at him.
“All that good food made me sleepy, but now I’m full of energy,” Roy assured her.
“Just in time to go to bed,” she said.
“Well, that figures, doesn’t it,” Maes said, getting up. He held out a hand to Gracia. “I think there are some warm snuggly covers calling our name.”
“Sounds nice. Good night, Riza, Roy,” Gracia said. Hand in hand, the couple disappeared back to their bedroom.
“We should go up to bed.” Riza took Roy’s hand.
Roy leaned over and sucked on her neck before murmuring, “Shame to waste such a good fire.” His hand slid up her thigh and under her skirt. He ran a finger over her panties, hearing her breath hitch.
“Roy,” she whispered. “Be good.”
“Oh, I’ll be very good.” Roy slipped a finger under the cotton barrier keeping him from her. “And quiet.” His mouth met hers. As his tongue slipped inside, a floorboard creaked. Riza pushed him back.
Gracia reappeared in the doorway. “Oops, sorry. I forget to get a glass of water. Didn’t mean to interrupt.”
“Just trying to wrangle Roy back to the bedroom,” Riza said, her cheeks rosy.
“Sort of thought Maes would have been too busy for water,” Roy grumbled.
“Roy!” Riza planted an elbow in him.
“It’s all right Riza. I’m well used to Roy’s…personality quirks. Maes made sure of that.” Gracia grinned. “Putting the two of them together always seems guaranteed to bring the worst out in them.”
“You don’t know the half of it.” Riza ruffled Roy’s hair.
“You’d be surprised. Maes tells me everything.” Gracia’s eyes swept over Roy. “Including what you got up to in Ishbal.”
Roy’s eyes widened. “Really?”
“All three of you.” Gracia cast a meaningful look over at Riza as well.
“He did? Really?” Riza suddenly became overly involved in watching the fire. “And you weren’t upset with Maes?”
Gracia put on a more wicked grin than either soldier had ever seen her wear. “The more the merrier.”
Roy beamed. “I have to agree.”
Riza cupped a hand over his knee. “You’ll only get him riled up, Gracia.”
“Would that be a bad thing?” Gracia’s nose wrinkled. “I understand that things are different in a war zone. If you no longer share, that’s all right, too.”
“You don’t actually ‘share’ Roy,” Riza said. “He’s a bit of an attention seeker, but he does make it fun.”
“I wouldn’t have thought Maes to be willing to share you,” Roy said.
Gracia took a few steps back toward the hall. “He’s thought of this often.”
“He’s not the only one,” Roy smirked.
“Shall I go get him?” Gracia’s pale skin colored, an eager fever overtaking her.
Riza squeezed Roy’s fingers then nodded. He knew she didn’t need to hear him vocalize it. Like Maes, he had wondered what it would be like for all four of them to be together. “Or should we follow you?”
Gracia glanced at the fire. “That’s too pretty to waste.”
“That’s what I said.” Roy got up. He feathered a kiss across Gracia’s cheek before heading to the spare bedroom to grab his condom tin.
Riza took a few pillows off the couch, tossing them on the floor. Roy bounced back in like a boy with a toy. Gracia and Maes appeared more sedately, a green glass bottle dangling from Maes’s fingers.
“Gracia tells me you want to be bad, Roy,” Maes beamed.
“Me? It was your lovely wife’s idea.” Roy pulled off his shirt. “And I thank her for it.”
“And I see you’re not wasting any time.” Maes reached over and tweaked Roy’s nipple.
Roy leaned close and kissed him. “You like that about me.”
“I do.”
“You like kissing him, don’t you, Maes?” Gracia smiled. “Let’s see it.”
“You ladies like to watch.” Maes tugged at the ties to his pajama trousers.
Gracia rested against the back of the couch. “Do it. Riza and I can join in.”
“Just don’t over stimulate him, Maes. We want to play with him, too,” Riza said.
“Oh, I want to see you two play with him, too.” Maes shimmied out of his pj’s, his cock half awake.
Roy wrapped and arm around Maes, pulling him into a kiss. Mouths and tongues warred for dominance. The women watched, eyes glittering, making soft sounds of encouragement, as if any were needed.
Roy dropped to his knees, taking Maes’s shaft in hand. Giving it a few expert strokes, Roy took him into his mouth. Roy sucked and licked with great abandon as Maes ran his finger through Roy’s hair.
Gracia gasped, reaching for Riza’s hand. “He looks amazing like that, so very handsome. I didn’t think about this part.”
“I never got to see them either. Ishbal was so very dark,” Riza said.
Gracia nodded then leaned close to kiss Riza. She paused for a moment as if waiting permission. Riza caressed Gracia’s cheek, giving her the go-ahead. Her lips were soft and sweet. Riza pulled Gracia toward the rug in front of the fire with the men. Roy and Maes stopped to watch as Riza and Gracia’s kisses deepened. Gracia opened Riza’s blouse, rubbing the blonde’s nipples through the cloth of her bra until they jutted out against the white fabric, making one of the men groan in the process.
“Share all around,” someone whispered.
Riza helped Gracia out of both blouse and bra, planting soft kisses on the woman’s full breasts before she presented Gracia to Roy then pulled Maes to her. Riza nibbled her way across Maes’s strong shoulder. He slipped a hand up under her skirt and into her panties stroking her. Riza pressed against his chest, watching Gracia take Roy’s cock out of his trousers, rubbing a finger around the head of it.
“You ladies both still have on too much clothing,” Maes muttered and started helping Riza with that.
It didn’t take much more than the act of undressing before none of them trusted their legs to hold them. The soft rug welcomed them down in front of the fire. Roy stretched out, languid and loose as a cat in a sunbeam as Gracia sucked his cock. Maes straddled Roy, filling the man’s mouth with his hard shaft while leaning over the alchemist so he could tease Riza’s innermost hidden pleasure spots.
Tongues and fingers toyed with sensitive areas. Their bodies shifted, sometimes gracefully, other times awkwardly, still unused to just this many people being in the mix. Finally, Riza found herself under Roy who had somehow managed to get his condom on. Behind him, Maes slathered the lotion from the green glass jar over his cock, while Gracia lay next to Riza. Neither woman had been with another woman and their touches were hesitant and a little unsure.
“That’s so beautiful,” Roy panted.
“Not as much as what’s to come next,” Riza said, cupping his chin with a fragrant hand. “Watch how much he loves being in the middle of us, Gracia.”
“He practically glows,” Maes said, running a slicked hand over Roy’s lower back then down his cleft. One finger sank into Roy’s opening, then another. Roy groaned at the sensation. Maes wasted little time plunging into Roy.
Roy rocked between Maes and Riza, with unbridled enthusiasm. Gracia rolled to her knees to shower attention to whatever flesh she could, swirling touches over Maes’s ass and testicles, reaching into the sandwich to toy with Roy’s nipples and circle a finger over Riza’s clit, Roy’s shaft nudging her hand as she worked. Riza shuddered under Roy, letting out a sharp cry.
Maes slipped free of Roy, tugging him back gently. Roy let Riza get out from under him and Gracia took her place. Roy’s body felt unfamiliar, smaller, tighter than her husband’s. Roy thrust into her, slow and sweet, stealing kisses from her as Maes took him again. It didn’t take them long to bring her off and Maes’s climax followed almost immediately.
Maes turned Roy onto his back before all but devouring him. Maes’s mouth made short work of Roy, rough and demanding. Roy had no stamina left to him, succumbing to Maes quickly. They all lay in a tangle afterwards, the fire cracking merrily.
“You need to get assigned on temporary duty in the north more often,” Gracia panted.
“And you and Maes need to vacation in the east,” Roy countered.
“A little more wine before moving this to the bedroom?” Maes asked.
“Lovely idea,” Riza said.
“This whole night was a lovely idea,” Gracia said. “And one that needs repeating, often.”
No one had an argument for that.
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