Another Form of Alchemy
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Title: Another Form of Alchemy
Author: inverse_negativ
Rating: PG
Prompt: Fullmetal Alchemist, Ed/Roy: messy kitchen sex - "what are you doing with that spoon?" July 9th
Words: aprox. 194
Roy’s kitchen was a mess. It was the way a fifteen year old boy’s room should look, if Ed didn’t have a brother who liked to keep things tidy. Roy gave him a place to sit, but Ed didn’t know how old that food on the table was, or where the stain on the chair had come from. So instead he hoisted himself onto the counter and watched the cream swirl in the Colonel’s coffee.
Ed wasn’t sure how many drinks Roy had throughout the course of the evening but the second time Ed came into the kitchen and sat down on the counter, Roy was wearing a smirk on his face as he poured the cream into his coffee. This time the spoon wasn’t dumped into the sink though, and instead held up in a purposeful manner before the blonde’s face.
“What are you doing with that spoon?” Ed asked, eyeing the metal object suspiciously.
“Well Fullmetal, that all depends on what you can make with it. Call it a test of alchemical skill if you will…” Roy countered, waggling the spoon suggestively. (If you can waggle a spoon suggestively that is.)
Ed looked around the kitchen, gave a long sigh, and raised his gaze back to the Colonel.
“Hoooo boy, this is gonna get messy.”
Author: inverse_negativ
Rating: PG
Prompt: Fullmetal Alchemist, Ed/Roy: messy kitchen sex - "what are you doing with that spoon?" July 9th
Words: aprox. 194
Roy’s kitchen was a mess. It was the way a fifteen year old boy’s room should look, if Ed didn’t have a brother who liked to keep things tidy. Roy gave him a place to sit, but Ed didn’t know how old that food on the table was, or where the stain on the chair had come from. So instead he hoisted himself onto the counter and watched the cream swirl in the Colonel’s coffee.
Ed wasn’t sure how many drinks Roy had throughout the course of the evening but the second time Ed came into the kitchen and sat down on the counter, Roy was wearing a smirk on his face as he poured the cream into his coffee. This time the spoon wasn’t dumped into the sink though, and instead held up in a purposeful manner before the blonde’s face.
“What are you doing with that spoon?” Ed asked, eyeing the metal object suspiciously.
“Well Fullmetal, that all depends on what you can make with it. Call it a test of alchemical skill if you will…” Roy countered, waggling the spoon suggestively. (If you can waggle a spoon suggestively that is.)
Ed looked around the kitchen, gave a long sigh, and raised his gaze back to the Colonel.
“Hoooo boy, this is gonna get messy.”