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Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Prompt: Fullmetal Alchemist, Ling/Ed: striptease - "Allow me to make it up to you."
Word count: 440
Summary: Ling has found a way to pay back a part of his debt.
A/N: --
"Allow me to make it up to you," Ling said.
"Eh?" Ed replied, looking at the Xingian prince like he'd just manifested himself out of thin air, which he hadn't, of course --he'd just climbed up through the window unannounced, as usual.
"Allow me to make it up to you," Ling said, more slowly this time, making sure to pronounce each syllable clearly. "I'd thought I had a better grasping of this language."
Ed frowned. "I understood you the first time around; I just don't know what you meant."
Ling's grin widened --more."Oh, that. Well, let's just say I've found a way to make it up for the food I owe you."
"Can't you just pay it back?"
"That's the point," Ling said, a finger up in the air. "In the time I've spent researching the customs of this country, I noticed there is more than one type of currency, so I gathered that I could use that instead."
"More then one type of currency?" Ed repeated, deadpan.
"Now," Ling closed down the window, "let's begin before Lan Fan finds out where I am."
Ed's frown deepened. He was now pretty much sure that he wasn't going to like whatever it was that Ling had in mind --specially if it was something Lan Fan shouldn't know about. Nevertheless, he was either too curious or too numbed to just kick Ling away when he told Ed to sit down while he breathed and got ready.
About one minute later, Ling began to hum a song --a sensual song-- and started to undress himself very, very slowly.
It took Ed quite a long moment and a few blinks to realize what was going on.
Not much later, Ed was repeating himself for the third time that he didn't need to spend half the night trying to explain Alphonse, who had returned from an errand right on cue, why a bare-chested Ling with loosened pants banging at the door while begging Ed to let him finish what he had started was most definitely not what it looked like.
Specially since explaining what had actually happened would have not help in the slightest.
Ed sighed and went to bed. It would be all forgotten in the morning, he thought as he tried to ignore Al's intermittent chuckles and that glare Lan Fan was giving him that let itself feel through the curtains --and to forget what he'd seen from that raunchy show Ling had given him.
It was going to be quite a long night.
Author/Artist:
fujurpreuxRating: PG
Warnings: None
Prompt: Fullmetal Alchemist, Ling/Ed: striptease - "Allow me to make it up to you."
Word count: 440
Summary: Ling has found a way to pay back a part of his debt.
A/N: --
"Allow me to make it up to you," Ling said.
"Eh?" Ed replied, looking at the Xingian prince like he'd just manifested himself out of thin air, which he hadn't, of course --he'd just climbed up through the window unannounced, as usual.
"Allow me to make it up to you," Ling said, more slowly this time, making sure to pronounce each syllable clearly. "I'd thought I had a better grasping of this language."
Ed frowned. "I understood you the first time around; I just don't know what you meant."
Ling's grin widened --more."Oh, that. Well, let's just say I've found a way to make it up for the food I owe you."
"Can't you just pay it back?"
"That's the point," Ling said, a finger up in the air. "In the time I've spent researching the customs of this country, I noticed there is more than one type of currency, so I gathered that I could use that instead."
"More then one type of currency?" Ed repeated, deadpan.
"Now," Ling closed down the window, "let's begin before Lan Fan finds out where I am."
Ed's frown deepened. He was now pretty much sure that he wasn't going to like whatever it was that Ling had in mind --specially if it was something Lan Fan shouldn't know about. Nevertheless, he was either too curious or too numbed to just kick Ling away when he told Ed to sit down while he breathed and got ready.
About one minute later, Ling began to hum a song --a sensual song-- and started to undress himself very, very slowly.
It took Ed quite a long moment and a few blinks to realize what was going on.
Not much later, Ed was repeating himself for the third time that he didn't need to spend half the night trying to explain Alphonse, who had returned from an errand right on cue, why a bare-chested Ling with loosened pants banging at the door while begging Ed to let him finish what he had started was most definitely not what it looked like.
Specially since explaining what had actually happened would have not help in the slightest.
Ed sighed and went to bed. It would be all forgotten in the morning, he thought as he tried to ignore Al's intermittent chuckles and that glare Lan Fan was giving him that let itself feel through the curtains --and to forget what he'd seen from that raunchy show Ling had given him.
It was going to be quite a long night.
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