Wow two updates in one day! I'm on fire :D Ego boosting aside I'm so glad you guys have all enjoyed this story so far and here is the all important smut chapter I hope you enjoy it :D also I named this chapter Mint Mocha because Mint Mochas are the shit (the taste like liquid Aero :3)

The days leading up my date with Ed were probably the longest ones of my life. Every day I went into the coffee shop just so I could get the chance to see him. (I bought coffee and work to do as well so I didn't look like a total creep but the main reason was to see him.) We didn't have many opportunities to talk because Wrath would be watching the both of us constantly but Ed always brought my coffee over and, if I was there when he was on his break, he would come over and sit with me.

Even since I had met Ed I had become a lot more cheerful – I was even saying 'hi' to my roommate in the morning. He would respond by staring at me as if I had two heads. That may have been because he was surprised by my sudden drastic change in mood or it may have been because the Acid he had taken with breakfast had just kicked in and I actually did have two heads. I wasn't really bothered by him anymore 'cause I knew that as soon as I went to the coffee shop I would see Ed and I'd suddenly forget about whatever had been annoying me.

It wasn't just seeing him that made me happy (even though it did) it was also little things that he would do while I was there; like he'd pretend he forgot something so he would have an excuse to come back over if Wrath was watching. One afternoon I ordered a mocha and when he brought it over he placed a napkin in front of me that he had written 'I slipped a shot of mint in there, don't tell Wrath' on. It was just small things like that that really concreted the fact that I had totally fallen for him.

When Thursday finally rolled around I dressed in the smartest clothes I owned and went over to the coffee shop at closing time to meet him. He was standing by the entrance, chatting to Winry as I approached, laughing at something she had said. He blushed when he looked over in my direction but turned away when Winry nudged him in the ribs, grinning slyly and nodding at me. As I approached she grinned wolfishly at him, whispered something in his ear that made his face turn scarlet, before waving in my direction.

"Hi Envy." she called. I waved back.

"Hey." I smiled as I reached them. Winry glanced over at Ed again who was still blushing furiously. She hitched her bag a little higher on her shoulder.

"Well I'm going to leave you two too it." she stated. "Have a good night."

"Thanks." I replied. She turned to Ed.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do." she laughed as he spluttered before waving at him and disappearing. I chuckled before turning to Ed who was recovering from the implication of her words. He blushed again when he looked up at me.

"Hi." he said shyly.

"Hey." I smiled. I reached over and brushed a lose strand of his hair, which was tired in a braid at the base of his neck instead of the usual high ponytail, behind his ear. I wanted to lean over and kiss him but thought I'd save that for the end of the night. He looked up at me and rubbed the back of his neck coyly and the urge to lean over kiss him began to creep up again. "So," I cleared my throat. "how was work?"

"It was ok." he replied. "I was only on a half day today so I didn't have to endure too much."

"How come you were only on a half day?" I asked. He didn't say anything but instead smiled up at me. I stared at him with a furrowed brow for a moment, him continuing to smile, before I realised what was missing: the braces. "You had the train-tracks taken off!" I exclaimed. He nodded.

"Yep, I keep running my tongue over my teeth." he grinned before doing it. "It feels so weird." Suddenly another realisation dawned on me.

"Is that why you want to wait until tonight to go out?" I asked failing to keep the smile off my face. He nodded, biting his bottom lip.

"I wanted it to be a surprise, that's why I didn't say anything." he explained.

"You look great," I told him, smiling fondly as he just continued to beam up at me. "but, then again, I always thought the train-tracks were kind of cute. Sorry." I added. He shrugged.

"It's ok they're not going to be an issue anymore."

"So what does Wrath call you now they're gone?" I asked as we turned away from the coffee shop and began walking away from the direction of the campus. "Are you still FullMetal?"

"Yeah he still calls me FullMetal." he replied. "Well either that or 'The Babysitter'."

"Is that because of last week?"

"Pretty much. To be honest I've gotten used to FullMetal though." he told me. "So where are we going tonight?" he asked changing the subject.

"I was thinking 'Armstrong's'." I replied. "The foods really good there and the owner's pretty cool when he's not randomly ripping his shirt off."

"Sound good." Ed smiled. As we continued walking I felt something warm against my hand. I looked down and saw his just brushing mine as we walked. I looked up at him and he was smiling back at me, a soft blush dusting his cheeks. He didn't say anything he just turned to look in the direction we were walking as he linked his fingers in with mine. I didn't say anything either but at the same time I couldn't stop the grin spreading across my face.

Being out with Ed was amazing! In some ways it was no different to spending time with him at the coffee shop but this time I knew there was no danger of us being interrupted or Ed having to leave to go back to work. This time we were just able to sit and talk and the food at 'Armstrong's' was pretty good too, plus the owner only ripped off his shirt once which was a record in my experience.

We stayed for coffee (both of us ordering a mint mocha) before I paid and we began walking back in the direction of Ed's house. As we walked he linked his fingers with mine again. His hands were so warm, which was a nice contrast to how cold mine usually were (bad circulation sucks). Eventually we stopped outside a block of flats, over the other side of campus from where I lived. Ed turned to face me, looking coyly up at me from under his eyelashes.

"So this is me." he stated. "Thank you for tonight I had an amazing time."

"Yeah I did to." I replied rubbing the back of my neck. "Do you want to maybe do this again sometime?"

"That would be great." he smiled. "When are you next free?"

"Is Saturday any good for you?"

"Yeah, Saturday would be great." He looked as if he wanted to say something more but seemed to think better of it. "Well goodnight then."

"Night." I replied quietly. Now was the time to kiss him (I had figured out that much at least) but I was a little nervous about how to go about it as I've never been particularly good at this kind of stuff. That strand of his hair had fallen over his eyes again so I reached over to brush it away and place it behind his ear again, seizing my chance.

As I did I moved our faces closer, my eyes locked on his lips. I heard his breath hitch slightly as my nose brushed again his, his eyes sliding closed as my hand slipped round to cup the back of his neck, my own closing just as our lips touched. Ed's lips were soft and warm and I could have stay like that forever but I pulled back almost as soon as I had begun even though I wanted more. Golden eyes stared up at me as Ed reached up to clasp the collar of my shirt. He reached up on his tip-toes (which was really fucking adorable) and pressed his lips to mine.

As we kissed I wrapped an arm around his waist, the hand on his neck beginning to tangle in his braid, and I pulled him closer. Still on his tip-toes and still clutching my shirt, he pushed himself up against me so there was practically no space between our bodies. A curious tongue slipped out to playfully lick my top lip. I grinned, my own slipping out to meet his – he tasted like coffee, chocolate and mint and it was amazing.

As our tongues danced over one another I heard him moan softly and something began stirring inside me that wasn't just my feelings for him (something a little south of both my brain and belt). I groaned and increased the pressure of my lips against his, which he returned instantaneously. Eventually we broke apart, for air if nothing else.

"Do you want to come upstairs?" he asked. My brain was too fogged from that kiss to be able to form enough of a coherent answer before he began speaking again. "My roommate's gone to his girlfriend's for a long weekend and won't be back until Monday so we'll have the place to ourselves." He bit his lip as he looked up at me; it looked like an incredibly shy gesture but I saw that raw sexual desire blazing in his eyes and I knew exactly what he meant even though it seemed an innocent enough question.

"Ok." I breathed. Ed smiled and laced his fingers with mine again, pulling his keys out of his pocket with his free hand. He opened the door and we climbed the three flights of stairs to the door of his flat in silence. He unlocked that door, relocking it once we were both inside. I hastily kicked my shoes off while we were still in the hallway but I didn't have time to do much else before Ed stood on tip-toes again, slipped his arms around my neck and kissed me again.

"Just so you know I don't do this with everyone." he stated matter of factly once he had pulled away. I blinked, staring at him like a rabbit caught in the headlights of an oncoming car, my brain's processing speed slowing to that of a Windows 97 computer.

"What?"

"I don't usually bring people back to my flat after the first date." Ed stated. The 'for sex' didn't need to be said; they way he kissed me, the way he had been looking at me and my raging hormones more than confirmed that that was where the night was going. Not that I was complaining in the slightest.

"What makes me so special?" I asked leaning forward on the wall so that his back was pressed up against it and he was looking up at me. A playful smirk curled its way onto his lips. He slipped one of his hands around my neck, tangling his fingers in the hair at the nape, and pulled my head down so that his lips were level with my ear.

"Because I've wanted you since the first moment I saw you." he whispered and my heart just about stopped. My eyes widened at the thought that this stunningly beautiful guy had probably only bought my coffee over to me that first day because he wanted an excuse to talk to me. He pulled back and chuckled softly when he saw my dumbfounded expression. "You're a little bit useless when you're shocked aren't you?"

"Sorry," I shook my head, bringing myself back to reality. "I'm still trying to process; you're saying that when you first came over to my table you…"

"Were looking for an excuse to talk to you? Yes." he clarified. "Then I started talking to you and I wanted you more and more and now I really want you." The last part he said with a pointed look that said exactly what he wanted from me. I exhaled before grinning at him and gently taking hold of his chin and tilting his face upwards.

"Well," I murmured leaning close to his lips so that they were barely touching mine. "I wouldn't want to disappoint then." I leant down and kissed him and the hand that wasn't in my hair came up to clutch my shirt again. He pressed his body right up against mine and I felt the soft groan in his chest before I heard it. I slipped one of my hands down his spine, making him shiver slightly, before dipping it into the waistband of his jeans, my fingertips clutching at the top of his firm backside.

Tongues were added into the mix as his came out to lick my bottom lip again. I rubbed mine against his and tangled my hand into the top of his braid as his hand slowly travelled down my shirt. It wasn't until he reached the bottom and pulled away slightly that they chilly air of the hallway hit my skin and I realised what he had been doing. I looked down to see all the buttons on my shirt had been undone. I turned my attention back to him; he was smirking playfully at me, beginning to undo the buttons on his own shirt.

"Shall we take this to my room?" he asked his voice taking on a sultry lilt as he also slipped his shoes off. I swallowed thickly, my throat suddenly very dry.

"God yes!" I replied in a hoarse voice.

"Follow me then." He turned and walked down the corridor, purposefully swaying his hips as he did before casting a glance at me over his shoulder and winking.

"Sly little Tease." I grinned following him. When he reached his bedroom door he turned to face me, looking up at me with innocent eyes that seemed to say 'who me?'.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." he stated before turning to open the door. His bedroom was very neat and tidy with a large bookcase standing next to the window (at some point I wanted to have a look through it but maybe later), a desk looking out of the window strewn with photographs of him and his friends and family and a double bed in the centre.

I stopped my swift perusal of the room in favour of looking at him. I turned to see him slipping his shift off his shoulders and my eyes were instantly drawn to his body. I would be lying if I said I hadn't thought about him shirtless but the reality was much better than anything I could have come up with. He was muscular but still lithe – not terrifying like the owner of 'Armstrong's' – and his waist had just the slightest of curves to it.

As I continued to study his body as if to commit it to memory I saw the faint outline of two scars on his right hand side – one towards the middle of his bicep, the other just above his right pectoral. He stopped, eyes fixed on my hand, as I slowly reached out and gently touched the one on his chest.

"How did you get these?" I asked.

"This one," he said pointing to the one on his arm. "I got when I was ten. I got bitten by a fox. I had to have eleven stitches and at least four shots. The other one I got when I was twelve. Mum, Al and I were on holiday, me and Al were learning to surf. I went surfing where I wasn't supposed to and ended up getting caught in a big wave and thrown into some rock. I've got another one on my left thigh from the same accident."

"Does it hurt?" I asked.

"What now? No." Ed replied. "It's mostly scar tissue so I don't really have a lot of feeling there." I ran my fingers over the one on his chest and he let out a soft gasp. "Cold hands."

"Sorry." I grinned sheepishly before lowering my head to place the gentlest of kisses against it. I then kissed up his neck, trailing one of my hands over his left hand side, stopping to rub my thumb over his nipple. He shivered, a soft breathy moan leaving his lips as he pressed himself up against my body. He slipped his hands up my chest and over my shoulders, pushing my shift off at the same time.

"Have you got any?" he asked, eyes and hands raking over my torso once it was exposed.

"Scars? No," I replied. "but I do have a tattoo on my thigh." Ed raised an eyebrow.

"Really?" he grinned. "I didn't figure you for the type."

"Just after Wrath turned eighteen we got drunk and he found an Ouroboros symbol in one of my books so, thinking it was a great idea, we went and got them done that night. Mum hit the roof when she saw them." Ed laughed.

"Can I see it?" he asked.

"You'll have to take my jeans off for that." I grinned playfully at him. He smirked back, sinking to his knees. My breath caught in my throat as he began to undo the buttons on my jeans. He had them open pretty quickly and he was soon slipping them down my legs. I stepped out of them once they reached my ankles and looked to see his gaze fixated on the slightly faded red ink gracing my upper thigh.

"I knew you were sexy but I never figured you for tattoo sexy. I've always liked a bit of ink." he stated biting his lip. I could feel his breath hitting my skin, his head dangerously close to my cock, and I had to sink my teeth into mine to stop myself from moaning. He looked up at just the wrong moment and a wicked grin spread across his features. "You ok?" he asked innocently.

"Yeah." I replied although it wasn't particularly convincing as I was panting. Slowly one of his hands reached up to rub my cock through the flimsy material of my boxers. I was already fully hard by this point and I was just about ready to lose it. I sunk my fingers into his braid and used that leverage to pull him to his feet, slamming our lips together once we were level again.

"Feeling impatient?" he asked as I pulled back for air.

"I want you." I panted before kissing him heatedly again.

"Then take me." he whispered against my lips. I didn't need to be told twice. I gave his shoulders a gentle shove and he allowed himself to be pushed back onto the mattress. He lay back, staring up at me as I leaned over him. I could hear soft breathy moans falling from his lips as I kissed a path from his neck down to the waistband of his jeans, wasting no time undoing the buttons when I got there.

I hooked my fingers inside his jeans and boxers (again not wanting to waste any more time with excess clothing) and pulled them off. Once he was completely naked I raked my eyes over his body, drinking in everything he was. He blushed as my gaze lingered a little longer on his erect cock than any other part of him before he sat up and slipped his index finger into my boxers tugging them down slightly. I stood up and pulled them the rest of the way off and then it was my turn to blush as his gazed burned into me.

"Do you have any lube or anything?" I asked leaning over him again. "As much as I really want you I don't want to take you dry."

"Sure." He reached over into the bottom draw of his bedside table and pulled out a bottle of lubricate and the square foil packet of a condom. I took the lubricant and flipped the cap open before spreading some of the gel over my fingers. Beneath me Ed had spread his legs slightly wider and I felt my cock twitch – he looked absolutely stunning and completely at my mercy.

I trailed a slick fingertip up the inside of his thigh before reaching his entrance. I slid the first finger in, my eyes glued to his face to gage his reactions. He bit his lip and I could feel him relaxing himself around me. Slowly I began to pump my finger in and out of him and only when I felt him relax completely and heard soft moans falling from his lips did I insert the second finger.

As my fingers thrust into him one of Ed's hands laced itself in my hair again and the other clutched at the bed sheets beneath him. His hips bucked each time I thrust my fingers inside him, trying to feel more of me. The moans were less breathy now and falling hard and fast from his lips. I could feel my own will power beginning to fail me so I pulled my fingers out. He whimpered slightly at the loss so I made short work of getting the condom packet open and the latex over myself. I squeezed more of the lube into my palm and coated myself with it and lined myself up at his entrance.

"You ready for this?" I asked.

"God yes." he panted. I chuckled softly before pressing a heated kiss to his lips and sinking into him, moaning into his mouth and him moaning into mine as I filled him.

Once I was fully inside him I waited for him to adjust although it cost me most, if not all, of my mental and physical willpower. Finally though I felt him roll his hips up into mine and I pulled out to thrust back in, beginning to build a steady pace, his legs wrapping around my waist. Being inside Ed was amazing; he was so tight and so hot and I wanted to stay inside him forever.

I began to thrust faster and deeper as Ed began to moan my name louder, his fingers clutching at my shoulders and his teeth grazing my neck with soft bites. Holding my weight up on one arm I reached down with my lube covered hand and began to pump him in time with my thrusts. No sooner had I started this I could feel him clenching around me and I knew that I wasn't going to last much longer. I picked up the pace – as long as he came before I did, that was all I cared about at that moment.

"Ed," I panted. "I'm close."

"Envy!" he cried arching his back off the mattress, his muscles clenching round me to an almost vice like grip. "I'm coming." I gave one final jerk and thrust in synchronicity and he came, convulsing around me as hot cum shot out of his cock to coat his stomach. His muscles constricting around me pushed me over the edge too and I filled the condom inside him, groaning into his neck as I came. Before I collapsed on him completely I pulled out and flopped onto the mattress next to him.

We lay there, both trying to catch our breath back, for a moment. I looked over into his flushed, slightly sweaty face, and brushed that lock of his hair back behind his ear again. He leaned over and kissed me softly.

"That was amazing." I murmured as he pulled away. He hummed in agreement.

"Yeah it was." he smiled. He reached over to his bedside table, grabbed a tissue and began to clean himself off. As he did I pulled the condom off and tied it before dropping it into the bin he passed in my direction. I reached over and pulled the duvet up over both of us, not bothering to go in search of my underwear I was going to be passing out soon so there was no point. Ed snuggled up to me, laying his head on my chest. I wrapped an arm around him and pressed a kiss to his forehead.

"You realise I'm going to be very reluctant to let you go after this." I told him.

"Good." I mumbled. "Because I don't particularly want to let you go either." I grinned, pulling him closer.

"Does this mean I get to call you my boyfriend then?" I asked. He looked up at me and smiled.

"I like that sound of that." he stated. "You do realise that Winry is going to refer to us as Edvy from now on though?" I laughed.

"That doesn't sound too bad." I mused chuckling before kissing his lips softly.

"So," he said coyly drawing circles on my chest and grinning. "will you be coming into the shop tomorrow?"

"Are you working?"

"Nope." Ed grinned.

"Then I'll be staying right here."

Well that was a sickeningly sweet as I planned it to be. I had fun writing it I hope you enjoyed reading it :D