Title: Empty Corridors and Surprise Sex

Author: Magick Sennyo

Summary: Sex doesn't always have to be in a bed, or on a desk or lying down at all!

Glove roughened hands slammed Ed into the nearest wall. The small of the boys back hit first then his shoulders. His skull was cushioned by a hand twining in his hair. The other hand gripped his chin and forced him to face away. Hot, moist lips attacked the pale expanse of his neck and sharp teeth nibbled at his earlobe.

Ed arched into the touch, forgetting that they were in Central in a heavily trafficked corridor. His hands clenched in the lapels of Roy's jacket and dragged him closer. His hips rocked helplessly and the Colonel took mercy, his thigh pressed between Ed's parted ones. Ed sucked in a harsh breath and desperately rubbed against him. Even through the thick material of his uniform Roy could feel the boy's heat throbbing against him.

Roy's hand slipped under his tank top and caressed him gently, mindful of his gloved. The sandpaper-like material texture was almost too much as they skated over his sensitive nipples and around his sternum. Ed was keening loudly now with his breath coming in pants. Roy slid a hand into the waistband of his leather pants and hesitated just under an inch away from his goal.

"Please, oh please, please…" He chanted, his hips rolling and bucking.

Roy grasped him firmly and Ed cried out.

"Yes!" Ed cried, fucking the Colonel's hand manically.

Roy chuckled huskily against the boy's neck and gripped him harder. Ed's body when taut and Roy clamped his mouth over Ed's to muffle his shout of pleasure. Ed's body arched completely away from the wall then slumped bonelessly against his lover.

Roy smirked at his flushed, barely lucid lover. He pulled his hand free and brought his gloved hand to his mouth. Eyes locked on wide amber ones he licked his hand clean, careful not to miss a drop. Ed's eyes darkened and he pulled Roy closer, kissing him passionately. Just as his hand began to delve into his uniform they heard a noise.

"Ahem."

They both froze then whipped around to face the sound. They came face to face with an armed and blushing Riza Hawkeye. Roy realized belatedly that his gloves her damp, leaving them defenseless since Ed didn't seem to be comprehending much.

"I kept the corridor clear this time, but don't make a habit out of it Mustang." She ground out, holstering her gun and storming off.

They watched her go dumbly. Roy regained his composure first and pulled the still limp Full Metal Alchemist towards his office (and spacious desk with lube hidden in the top drawer).