The Alchemist knew he was getting under the Generals skin and he was enjoying every moment of it. He let out a yelp and then started laughing when Roy shrugged him off, almost stumbling to the ground before he was caught and pushed up against the wall. His laughter stopped immediately, voice suddenly caught in his throat again when he felt his hot breath on his ear. His breath escaped in a soft whine as he listened to the others teasing. "Maybe," Ed began as his lips curled into a smirk, "Maybe liking older men runs in the family." After all, his mother would have been around Ed's age now when she met Hohenheim.

Then Roy was kissing him again, and all Ed could think about was his erection and Roys mouth on it. The mans threat to do many things to him only fueled that want, wondering how talented a man with his experience was with his tongue. Ed snapped out of it when Roy kissed him again and pulled back, once again continuing their way to a bed, Ed assumed.

Ed looked around the room as they entered, unable to help but notice that it just reeked of Roy in here, and it only made his erection throb. Ed wasn't sure if he was going to sleep well, or if he'd be up all night with blue balls. He'd learned, were terribly painful.

The bed was soft and warm, inviting when Ed was in this condition. He suddenly realized how tired he was. As Roy pulled up the covers, Ed muttered a Thanks as his eyes drifted shut.