secretfreaky @ 2009-12-21T21:22:00

2009-12-22T02:22:26Z

Happy birthday, lynx212! I hope you have a fantastic and fun filled day!

secretfreaky @ 2009-12-10T09:09:00

2009-12-10T14:09:57Z

Happy Birthday, nochick_fics! Hope you have a fantastic day!

secretfreaky @ 2009-10-07T16:43:00

2009-10-07T20:45:23Z

Happy Birthday, tomorrow, inuyashanohime! I hope you have a wonderful and fun-filled day.

secretfreaky @ 2009-09-17T12:13:00

2009-09-17T16:16:00Z

Happy Birthday, sapphyre_kikyo! I hope you have a wonderful and fun-filled day on the 19th! Thank you for all your terrific fics!

secretfreaky @ 2009-08-13T09:03:00

2009-08-13T13:04:42Z

Happy Birthday, mistr3ssquickly! I hope you have a very wonderful and fun-filled day! (Early, I know. Just wanted to be one of the first!)

secretfreaky @ 2009-08-12T22:16:00

2009-08-13T02:18:58Z

Happy Birthday, Seaweed_fma! I hope you have a tremendously happy and fun filled adventures on your special day! I know it's early, but I want to be one of the first...?

secretfreaky @ 2009-08-11T06:51:00

2009-08-11T10:52:46Z

Happy birthday, Nomdeplume13! I know it's early, but I wanted to wish you a very joyous and special day for you. Thank you for all the wonderful stories!

secretfreaky @ 2009-07-22T07:43:00

2009-07-22T11:45:44Z

Happy birthday, zakai_!!! I know it's early, but I just want to wish you a fantastic day and may all your luck be good!

Happy Birthday numi_nami!

2009-06-30T10:06:58Z

I know it's early, but I wanted to wish a very happy day for you. May you have nothing but good times, always!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BINARYALCHEMIST!!

2009-05-13T12:19:32Z

Hope you a a fantastic day, I know it's early, but my mind is taking longer trips into my little world. I don't know if I'll return in time to wish you happiness on your special day.

kathy

Happy Birthday, Wen_Renee

2009-02-10T14:35:55Z

Happy Birthday, daughter! I hope you have a great day on the 11th.

Happy Birthday!

2008-12-08T19:35:28Z

Yes, it's early, but I don't want to forget it! Hope you have a great day!

Happy Birthday!

2008-10-06T17:06:18Z

Happy birthday, inuyashanohime! I hope it's a great one!

AAAAAAAAH - I missed your birthday!

2008-08-28T12:54:19Z

I am sooooo sorry I missed your birthday! I hope it was a nice one.
Take care.

kathy

Correction

2008-08-11T15:04:00Z

What I meant to write was "Happy Birthday nomdeplume13!"
Mondays, shesh. (I know it's on Wednesday, but I'll be gone.)
Hope it's a terrific day and thanks for all the wonderful stories.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

2008-08-11T14:48:37Z

Hope it's a great one! Thank you for all the wonderful stories.

secretfreaky @ 2007-04-26T10:28:00

2007-04-26T14:30:07Z

Title: A Day Like Any Other...?
Author: secretfreaky

Pairing: Roy/Ed
Genre: Yaoi, some abuse
Rating: Um, NC-17?
Warnings: A pinch of violent sex
This chapter is not Betaed. The mistakes are mine to fess up to...
Disclaimer: I do not own FMA or its characters. I just like to play with them...
Summary: What greeted him in his bedroom surprised him.
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It had been a long day. General Mustang was relieved to get home, take off his uniform and just be Roy Mustang. After closing his apartment door, he started stripping, mumbling about paper work, idiots and where was Fullmetal with his always - late report.

Roy poured himself a drink and sprawled on his couch, dressed only in his boxers. He sipped his drink and wondered what he was going to do about Fullmetal. As the alcohol took effect, Mustang let his mind dwell on the young man. Always angry, even after they got Al's body back. Always in Mustang's face, calling him "Bastard," "Colonel Bastard," (even after his promotions), or "old man." Roy smiled to himself, remembering one of the times Fullmetal did use that phrase.

Mustang rested his head on the back of the couch as he recalled that day. Fullmetal was in his face, as usual. Roy smirks as he remembers he was sitting at his desk - it was the only way the vertically challenged alchemist could be in his face. It was late, the office staff had gone home, thank goodness.

Fullmetal was livid that he couldn't get time off to help Al recuperate from the trauma of the transmutation. Mustang was telling him that the military needed him in Central, not Resembool. The angrier Fullmetal got, the calmer Roy got. Until...who make the first move? Did it matter?

Mustang remembers mouths colliding, hands groping and the burning heat of the smaller male's body through the layers of clothes and the contrasting coolness of automail fingers clutching his shoulder.

Fullmetal's hands were quick and grasping, ripping the Colonel's uniform to get to the older man's body. Mustang had only been with one other man, in his Academy days. Havoc was married now, but they had some good times...

Mustang wasn't sure why he was drawn to the young man, unless it was the attraction to the alchemist's vitality and passion for charging in blindly to save the day.

The fucking - that is all it could be called - was violent, quick and bloody. Fullmetal was a virgin - in all respects. Throwing him face down over the desk and thrusting his cock in the boy's unprepared ass hurt them both, but the blood produced as he withdrew proved the boy was untried, and injured.

Mustang almost stopped. Almost. The boy's angry hiss of "More. Harder, you bastard," drove the officer to drive home harder, again and again. The office was filled with the sound of grunting, the slap of flesh meeting flesh and automail making trenches in the desk top.

They came together, Roy collapsing on top of the boy. After their heartbeats slowed and breathing returned to normal, Fullmetal moved out from under Roy, dressing as fast and he could, but not before Mustang could miss the bloody trail down the boy's legs. Without a word, Fullmetal left.

Why was he remembering this now? Roy mused it must be the lousy day. Could it be the fact that he and that boy hadn't had sex in two weeks? True, the boy had been out on a mission, but he had been home for three days, thus the irritation on the report being late.

Roy had gotten to enjoy their - what? Rutting? Humping? They were too violent to be romantic, too quick to be interludes.

Satisfying? Oh, yeah. They were a catharsis to his pent-up need to burn idiots and incompetents.

His interactions with women were slow and romantic. He liked them, but sex with him sated the primal need to contol and dominate. He got to crave the release the angry sex gave him. And yet, Roy wished their first time could have been less...brutal. He grimaced as he remembered the blood, the way the boy limped or the fact they couldn't look at each other for several days...until the next confrontation and fucking.

Mustang shook his head. The young man would come to him on his own time. He finished his drink and got up to put the glass in the sink. Deciding to clean up in the morning, his day off, Mustang slowly walked down the hall to his bedroom and an empty bed.

What greeted him in his bedroom surprised him. Fullmetal was standing by his window. Roy stood in the doorway and admired the view. Fullmetal was giving Roy his back - his nude back. The alchemist's body may be small, but it was firm, muscles developed from all his activities in the military. His blond hair was unbound and almost down to his deliciously firm ass.

Roy swallowed and softly cleared his throat. Elric turned slowly to him and Roy drank in the sight. He more than made up his lack of stature with other assets.

Elric took in Roy's undressed state and smiled softly. He meant to catch him off guard. The gleam in the General's eyes as he perused his body was exciting. Normally they would be all over each other, having quick, dirty sex.

Today will be different, the blond told himself.

They started walking towards each other and met by the bed. Roy's obsidian eyes looked into gold and knew this was not the same Fullmetal. He was looking into Edward's soul. The realization sent a thrill to his balls.

Fingers, callused from pushing pencils and snapping, hesitantly touched a face that was young, but had eyes so old in experience. Roy wanted Ed to forget duties, forget the world and see him, for a change.

As Roy traced Ed's neck and shoulders, Ed reciprocated by caressing the older man's nipples, taking care not to use his automail. He wanted flesh to feel flesh, not human and half-human.

The young man was slow in his exploration of Roy's body. The little moans surprised him, at first, but Ed wanted to make Mustang moan more.

His human hand barely touched skin as it moved down to the underwear. Hesitant fingers slipped inside the opening to brush against Roy's cock. When it twitched, Ed went to his knees.

He kissed Mustang's stomach just below the navel as he pulled down the last layer of clothes. His lips and tongue moved down as Mustang stepped out of his underwear, shuddering at the feel of Ed's mouth on his balls.

Roy groaned at the slow torture by Ed. Lips, tongue and fingers slowly explored his cock and sac. When Ed used teeth to lightly graze the tip of Roy's erection, Roy's knees buckled.

He sat hard on the bed. Ed didn't lose his rhythm or concentration. Slow licks, quick, light squeezes and kisses had Mustang panting and moaning.

Roy had a brief thought of when it would get violent, but killed that thought quickly. Enjoy, you idiot. Who knows how long this will last?

That was the last, questioning thought he had.

He didn't want to come in Edward's mouth, he wanted to come in Edward. He wanted it to be a consummation with their bodies touching.

Roy gently pulled Ed's head, and mouth, away. The loss of that moist heat almost made him whimper.

Mustang's eyes were a black flame as he looked into Ed's molten gold. Gentle hands pulled the young alchemist up so they could kiss.

Roy could feel Ed's erection as their lips and chests met. Mustang's hands combed silken tresses while their tongues chased each other.

Ed's hands were hesitant, trembling, as they caressed his lover's shoulders and face. His erection pulsed between their bodies, becoming almost painful in its need. Roy broke the kiss and made room on the bed so they could lay together. His hand wrapped around Ed's shaft, his thumb moving over the tip to collect the pre-cum. Ed shuddered and moaned, a first in their couplings.

Mustang used the moisture to explore Ed's pulsing opening. He eased in one finger, slowly moved it in and out several times before adding a second. Ed's hoarse cry as he thrust gently against his sensitive spot was beautiful. The young man's eyes were half-lidded, the gold darkly shining.

He removed his fingers as he moved down to service Ed's cock. Flesh fingers reached down to tangle in Roy's hair, careful to keep his automail hand away. He knew the pain of hair being caught in the joints and subsequently yanked out at the moment of climax.

Ed gave himself over to the sensation of Roy's mouth and fingers on his body. The man's hands were strong but gentle as he held down the younger man's hips when he tried to buck.

Elric's cry of release as he came in Roy's mouth pleased the man. He looked up as he swallowed to see Ed panting heavily, his eyes smoldering. He gave the spent cock a slow lick from base to tip and delighted in the feel of it starting to harden again.

Roy kissed his way up the boy's body, relishing the little moans he elicited. They kissed slowly, a chasing of tongues that teased and tantalized.

Ed reached for Roy's cock, but Roy pulled the hand back to pin it on the bed above Ed's head. Mustang expected resistance, but none was given except a momentary tensing. As they used their mouths to explore each other's neck and shoulders, Roy moved between the other's legs. Mustang's free hand explored Ed's ass and played with his opening.

Roy released Ed's hand so he could reach for lotion. Elric helped him by rubbing it on Roy's aching cock, squeezing lightly. Roy hissed and removed the playful hand. Lifting Ed's hips, Roy slowly, gently entered, watching Ed's reaction.

Ed moaned, groaned and cried out as Roy entered. He never knew slow could be so pleasurable. The feel of being stretched was sweet agony. His eyes closed as the cock, Roy's cock, filled him.

"Look at me, Ed." Roy croaked.

Ed's eyes snapped open. The first words spoken that night. He was melting inside and this man was causing it. Looking at him brought back his erection. Ed called him Bastard, but wanted to tell him that he was his, Ed's, Dark God. He couldn't look at him without wanting to be possessed by him. He would gladly drown in those onyx depths, but knew he didn't dare hope to belong to the man.

Roy tried to tell Ed with his eyes what he couldn't say out loud. We own each other. We are linked through the soul. Stay with me.

Mustang started a slow thrusting. Ed was dying from the colliding emotions and feelings. The glide of hard flesh moving inside, thigh against thigh, breath against heated skin, a need to be wanted and welcomed, to be held and...loved? He pushed that emotion aside for later contemplation.

Ed's flesh hand pulled down Roy's head so they could kiss, while his automail had gripped and twisted in the sheets. When Roy hit his sensitive spot, Ed bucked and cried out. He felt his metal fingers tearing the fabric on the bed.

"Roy! Com...ing...NOW!"

The release wasn't violent, but Ed thrust up his hips to pull in as much of Roy's cock as possible, loving the heat and contact.

Roy felt his cock being squeezed and that sent him over.

"Yessssssss..." he hissed as he emptied himself inside his lover.

He withdrew reluctantly. Ed moaned at the loss.

Collapsing, panting, next to the young man, Roy was reluctant to break the mood by wanting to hold Ed. Ed never wanted to be cuddled after sex. So, it was with delighted surprise that Roy felt a warm hand touch his chest, followed by Ed's head.

Roy inhaled the scent of him. Lemon, sage and sweat...tantalizing. They lay loose and panting. Before Roy could ask what was going on, he heard a sleepy voice mumble,
"Happy Birthday."

Roy gave a quick grin. "Best present ever."

"Bastard."

He didn't care. He was too sated and busy, plotting an encore in thanks.
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I hate this place!

2006-12-12T14:05:22Z

Okay, crap. I just realized I left a part of my classwork for my semester grade at home. Since I don't have transportation, I can't run home and get it. The instructor is a friend and it makes me feel soooo stupid to have to tell her what I did. This year has sucked big time. I am positive that the next won't be any better. Goddess, I am so tired of all the garbage....for every good thing that happens, 3 really bad things happen to slap me down.

What a day

2006-12-11T21:48:10Z

The semester is almost over, my budget is completly gone and I still have weeks before my next pay day. Just blowing off steam, cause I know my friends are tired of hearing me complain.

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2006-12-11T16:23:26Z

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