So it's Feli-chan again with another story!

haha! I'm on a roll...but i leave on a trip this weekend and i doubt i'll be able to type (might be able to write)

This is a three part story, it's a song-fic of "in my head" that i had to write cuz it was stuck in my head. Literally! ^^

This part is Roy's POV.

I hope you'll enjoy, please review!

oh and i don't own FMA or the song. ^.~

/Everybody's looking for love,

Oh, oh./

I sat at the counter of the bar, still in uniform. It was a Friday night and the team and I had decided to go out for a few drinks at the usual club. The music was blaring through the speakers, making the floorboards shake; a steady techno rhythm filled the air. A half-empty glass of amber liquid rested on the bar in front of me. The others were joking around beside me, Kain already sporting a drunken blush.

My thoughts weren't with my team, however, and it wasn't due to an alcohol-induced daze either. They were instead focused on a certain young subordinate of mine with long, blond plaited hair. The boy had recently come back from yet another unsuccessful search for the Philosopher's Stone.

Today he had come in, dust-covered, completely disheveled, and in a foul mood. His normally bright golden eyes were a dark amber, scowling angrily at anyone and anything that crossed their path.

We had our normal banter; my calling him short, him calling me a bastard, him getting upset… Needless to say, he'd left the office rather quickly…

And it was for the best. Because I had, many times before now, had the strong urge to just grab him and throw him against the desk; kissing and fucking him into oblivion. For this reason, I called him short and pissed him off as quickly as I could so that way he'd stay away from me and leave sooner.

The first few times this happened, the feeling would disappear soon after, and I told myself that was because I was just lusting after him. But after those few times, feelings stayed till the want turned into a /need/; the lust into…/love/.

I knew from the way Edward acted toward me that he would never feel the same way I did. The way I had continuously treated him in the past didn't help me out either.

I came out of my daze when I felt Jean sharply jabbing me in the ribs.

/Ain't that the reason,

You're at this club?

Oh, oh./

"Hey, what's the boss doing here, Colonel?" He nodded his head toward the entrance where Edward stood…with another man. He too was military uniform, though I didn't recognize him. He didn't look like anything special; he had short, buzz-cut brown hair, tanned skin and was about a head or two taller than Edward.

I watched as the man put his arm around Edward's shoulder, guiding him past the bar and onto the dance floor. I turned back to my drink, downing the rest in one go. I closed my eyes tightly, barely tasting the bitter sting of alcohol as it went down my throat.

/You ain't gunna find a dance with him.

No, oh!/

I tried to ignore Jean's worried eyes and peered past him into the crowd. It was easy to spot Edward; he was on the edge of the crowd with the unidentified soldier. Both of them were dancing closely together to the bass beat. Edward had his back to me, blond braid swishing back and forth as he moved. But then the dancing started turning dirty as the soldier grabbed Edward's hips and grinded them with his own, capturing Ed's lips in a rough kiss. It was obvious to tell that these two had been seeing each other for a while just by their actions.

"I'm going to head back to the office," I murmured to Jean as I stood, setting some money on the counter for my drink. "I've got some more paperwork that's due tomorrow." He nodded, believing my 'not-too-untrue' lie.

I walked to the door, pushing my way though the steadily growing crowd. I stopped at the door, and was unsurprised that to find that I could still spot him in the crowd. The neon strobe lights that were flickering over the crowd and changing colors constantly over the crowds, made his hair seem to change colors. The crowd was getting loud as I stepped away, sounding like some drunks were getting in another fight…

I sighed sadly as I stepped out into the warm summer night.

/I got a better solution,

For you girl.

Oh, oh./

I hung up my jacket, the office too hot for so many layers. I walked to my desk as I unbuttoned the first few buttons of my shirt. Sitting in my chair, I took some paperwork out and put it in front of me, just in case Hawkeye or someone checked on me. I laid my head down on my arms that I had folded. I closed my eyes as my thoughts drifted off to the club, imagining what /could/ have happened, had I done what I longed to do.

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/Just leave with me now,

Say the word and we'll go./

I walked up to the man and pushed him away.

"I'm cutting in, thanks," my voice low and threatening. The soldier scuttled off quickly as to avoid my wrath.

Edward looked at me, eyes wide as I hooked my arm with his.

"Shall we go?"

/I'll be your teacher,

I'll show you the ropes./

I carefully laid Ed on his back, our shirts discarded on the floor of my room. Our pants soon joined our shirts.

Ed lay beneath me, the faint light of the moon coming in through the window, making his skin glow. His face a bright red, he averted his eyes from me nervously.

"Ed, don't worry, it'll be alright," I whispered as I cupped his chin in my hand drawing his face close to mine. He continued to flicker about anxiously.

"I…it's …it's my f-first time…" He trailed off, stammering and blushing a deeper red than before. I smirked before capturing his lips, kneading his lower lip with my tongue. Moaning softly, he opened is mouth, mewling as our tongues collided. I searched his mouth, memorizing every curve; the texture, the taste that was solely his. I slowly rubbed my tongue against the roof of is mouth, loving how he shivered and whimpered in response.

After breaking apart to catch my breath, I stared deeply into wide, hazy amber irises.

"You'll be fine Edward, I'll help you." His face was flushed from the kiss, and the slightest sheen of sweat dotted his forehead. He bit his swollen lip before nodding slowly and craning his neck up to kiss me again.

And so we began…

/You'll see a side of love

You've never known./

I kissed down his neck, stopping to bite at the juncture between neck and shoulder. Satisfied with the small cry Edward let out. I continued to nip at the surrounding area, licking it softly. When I was done, Edward's hands had clenched the sheets of the bed tightly as he tried to suppress his beautiful sounds.

"Edward, I want to hear you," I pinched one of his nipples 'til it stood erect. Edward however, refused to comply. Lowering my lips to his nipple, I slowly dragged my tongue over it, and still I felt him quivering, holding back. Placing my mouth over top of it, I swirled my tongue around it and sucked on it. Edward panted, before letting out a low whine as I grazed my teeth against him. I released him and continued kissing downward, briefly slipping my tongue in his belly button just to see his response.

"Haah! R-Roy!" His stomach curled itself away from me. Chuckling, I kissed around his belly button, sometimes adding a soft nip to a kiss, feeling Edward jump in shock and emit small noises that caused shivers to run down my spine. "R-r-Roy…"

/I can see it going down…

…going down…/

I slowly put my hands on his slim, petite hips, carefully working his boxers down his legs, his erection tenting his boxers, ever so slightly. Edward began to squirm under my touch, so I kissed him roughly, and slid his boxers the rest of the way off while he was distracted. He 'eep'-ed as the cool bedroom air hit his pulsing erection.

Before I could move to take him into my mouth, I felt his hands on my chest. I looked down to find him biting his lip again, in an ever-so-damnably cute way. His eyes were traveling up and down my chest, his hands following his eyes. I sighed as I shivered against his touch. His hands continued, circling around my stomach, tickling my lower abdomen. He then brushed his hand over my still clothed member. Taking the waistband of my boxers, he slowly tugged them off. My member stood erect and impossibly hard.

/In my head,

I see you all over me…/

I had Ed straddle me, his knees on either side of my thighs. His eyes were wide and anxious.

"B-but, I-I don't know what t-to do! I-I…!"

I carefully inserted my finger inside of him. And even though it didn't seem like they could, his eyes widened even more. "R-Roy?" His breathing was uneven with shock.

"Calm down," I petted his bowed head with my other hand. "Just relax; doing this will make things easier for you." He took deep breaths and I gradually began to move my finger around inside of him. As his face relaxed, I added a second finger. He sighed and I began to move my fingers deeper within him, before scissoring him. His eyes that had until then been peacefully closed, snapped open at the jolt of pain that must have washed over him. He whimpered loudly as I continued to scissor him, and I petted his soft, silky blond hair comfortingly.

"It'll help trust me…" I 'shh'-ed quietly.

After I felt he was adequately stretched out, I continued to probe my fingers in him, going deeper into him with each thrust.

"Roy!" Ed screamed as I hit his special spot.

Soon he was riding my fingers roughly. I could tell from the pleasure on his face and the glorious sounds he was making, that I was still hitting that spot.

/In my head,

You fulfill my fantasies…/

I took out my fingers and Ed moaned, now sitting on my stomach, leaning against my propped up legs for support. His own legs were spread open from our previous activity.

Ed whimpered at the loss of my fingers, sweat covering his face and dripping down his temple. His face flushed adorably and his mouth hung open, panting.

"Are you ready?" I questioned my member irritatingly hard and more than ready itself. His was in a similar state. Unable to talk properly, he just nodded his head numbly, sitting up, as my legs fell back. He now had himself above me, and I had one hand on his hip, the other holding myself. I guided Edward onto me slowly, feeling my tip against his puckered entrance, I eased into him but stopped before his ring of muscle.

I looked up from watching myself become one with Edward, into his pained, and slightly frightened golden eyes. I took the hand that had been holding myself steady and placed it on his other hip. I smiled encouragingly at him as I pushed his hips down onto mine, gasping myself as I pushed through his ring of muscles and into his body. I could hear Ed gasping and crying out at the intrusion. Trying to keep my breathing calm, I looked up at him. A few tears were streaking down his face as he gasped unevenly. Reaching with one hand, I cupped his cheek again, this time brushing away the tears.

"When you're ready Ed…" He barely acknowledged me, instead trying to control his breathing, while getting used to the foreign feeling of being entered like that.

Edward felt perfect: perfectly warm, perfectly tight, and…

Ed had lifted himself up, so that my tip was the only thing in him, before plunging down onto me.

Both of us were left gasping, but he continued shakily; lifting himself up before dropping himself down again.

/In my head,

You'll be screaming, 'Ohhh!'/

Moans and growls erupted from deep within my chest while Edward cried out in pleasure with every drop he made. Soon I was meeting him halfway, thrusting my hips up as he dropped his down.

"R-r-Roy! I-I'm g-gonna-!" Edward panted breathlessly as he rose again. I stared up at him as I too fell back for a moment, nodding my head slightly in agreement.

The next moment, he dropped down onto me as I thrust my hips upward to meet him.

"Ohhh! ROY!" Ed cried as he came all across my stomach, slumping against me.

/In my head;

It's going down;

In my head;

It's going down./

Just as I was about to complete the process, and spill my seed into Edward's petite body, a loud sound startled me. I felt the world collapse around me, and darkness surround me as my Edward disappeared from my sight. My eyes opened warily as I realized I had fallen asleep at my desk, paperwork still piled high…And my pants still unbearably tight. The knocking at the door had stopped, and I got up, sighing in disappointment to go to the door and tell Hawkeye I was fine before she shot the door down.

/In my head…/

And this was edited by Meep-chan. See? I don't do NOTHING, contrary to popular belief :P