Ed saying his name nearly broke him. He moaned and leaned in to press another heated kiss to Ed’s lips. His hands started to move from the other’s hair, sliding down to reach under the other’s thighs to set him on the table itself. He tried to push himself even closer, his head turning to the side to deepen the kiss even more.

He had waited so long for this moment. He felt his body reacting more to their closeness. He was starting to feel warm and his pants were getting tighter. There was no way he would continue though. Maybe once Ed wasn’t so drunk.

Roy sighed against Ed’s lips, pressing their foreheads together. “I want you so badly... but not while you’re this drunk...” he whispered, swallowing thickly. He truly did want to take it farther but with the other having so much alcohol in his blood, he didn’t want to push things too far. Eventually he put some space between them, his warm hands still touching Ed’s thighs.

“We should get you upstairs to sleep..” he mumbled, pulling Ed into one more lingering kiss before he fully moved away. He went into his kitchen to get a cup of water. He went back for the other to help him up the stairs. His next dilemma, however, was putting Ed in the spare bedroom or just saying screw it and take the blonde to his room.