*Note: this fic is rated T. Not my fault if you perverts read it as an M. Written for a Fullmetal Alchemist kink meme on Livejournal a while back. Enjoy~

Ed licked his lips and took it into his hand. It was big... well, at least bigger than the ones he'd previously had. He slowly took it into his mouth, savoring the unique taste as it coated his tongue. "Ed..." Ling whimpered across from him. Ed barely spared him a glance as he slid the thick, firm rod further into his mouth, moaning when it hit the back of his throat."Ed.." Ling began again as Ed took it out of his mouth and started licking up and down the length. Ling opened his mouth to protest, but just whimpered and twitched as the tongue flicked over the tip."Ed!" Ling half-sobbed at the vision of Ed's tongue lapping up the drop of moisture running down the length. He was seriously going to go insane if Ed didn't stop... oh god, he was putting it in his mouth again...

"please!" Ling grated out. Ed took it out of his mouth and scowled.

"Shut up. It's mine, so I can suck it however the hell I want."

Ling smiled weakly. "Technically, it is mine. I just shared it with you because you seemed to want it so badly."

"Yeah..." Ed mused as he licked the tip absentmindedly, causing Ling to shiver despite the summer heat. "It was nice of you to share and all...but still, it's in my hand, and it's going in my mouth, so I think that I can do whatever I want with it! And what do you mean, 'stop sucking on it like that'? What other way is there to suck it, idiot? It's not like it's that complex!"

Roy chuckled from across the room, causing both boys to look at him. Damn, Ling had been so engrossed with watching Ed, he'd forgotten about the other man's presence. "You say that it's not complicated, but there's actually quite an art to sucking, Fullmetal." the Colonel said, a playful smirk dancing across his lips. "Perhaps the prince or I could teach you sometime. However, judging by his reactions, you seem to be doing just fine."

Ed frowned and licked the tip again. "What the hell is wrong with the two of you? Look Ling, you can have it back if you want, but I doubt you want it back after it's been in my mouth like this. Besides, it tastes kinda good, and I don't want it to go to waste, so I might as well finish it up. And I can't just sit here with it in my hand instead of my mouth, 'cuz it'll get all hot and messy and- ew, it's dripping on my hand!"

"Oh, we wouldn't want you to get messy. By all means, finish it." the colonel practically purred. "That's what the prince wants anyway, right?"

"Yeah." Ling said quietly. "Just...hurry." Not needing any more motivation, Ed cleaned the juice off of his hand with a messy-sounding slurp, and then proceeded to slide it back down his throat. Okay seriously, enough is enough.. Ed was doing this on purpose, wasn't he? Ling slammed his hands down on the table in annoyance, causing the smaller man to jump. "Edward, would you please be so kind as to eat your ice cream normally?" he yelled.

Ed pulled the Popsicle out of his mouth and gave Ling a pissy scowl. "What are you talking about? I am eating it normally!"

"Last time I checked, Ed, deep-throating a popsicle wasn't normal." Mustang remarked dryly. Ed's face turned beet-red.

"Wha-what? Is that what you think I'm doing? You guys are freaking perverts...you'd get along well y'know, cause sick minds think alike! You know what, fine, I'll eat it 'normally' as you put it, cause apparently the two of you can't keep your minds out of the gutter!" he flustered, taking a big bite out of the frozen treat as he said this. Ling and Roy both flinched.

"Ouch" they said in unison.

~end~