The sound of the straight razor as it scraped against pale skin was loud in the steamy silence of the bathroom. Golden eyes flicked over the newly shaven patch of skin in search of any strays that may have been missed in the first pass. Satisfied, the schk of the razor started again, accompanied by the occasional hitched breath.

"I didn't think you'd be so thorough," a voice that sounded like a black forest and dark chocolate said, just a bit breathlessly.

"You know I never do anything by halves," came the even reply.

There was an attempt at a derisive snort, but was abandoned in favor of a gasp at the feel of the razor against the sensitive flesh of an inner thigh.

"Who knew you'd find this to be such a turn on." The metal of the blade flashed in the bright bathroom light in sync with the automail hand holding it as it moved it quick, sure strokes around a pale knee.

"The same could be said of -ah- yourself."

That intense amber gaze flicked up to an onyx one, searching for signs of pain. "Did I nick you?"

"No..." The click of the razor being set on the sink counter made a red and dripping cock twitch in anticipation. A sigh. "I thought you'd never finish."

"This is really all your fault, so stop complaining." A quiet, barely restrained groan floated in the warm air as each leg was lovingly rinsed of any remaining shaving cream. Strong hands robed in terry cloth then proceeded to rub the newly bared flesh down, trailed closely by soft lips over each thigh, knee, calf, and ankle. "Mmm, I could get used to this. I'm starting to understand why Breda waxes poetic over women's legs if they're all as soft and smooth as this..." More kisses on curling toes and the soles of heat-pinked feet.

"P-please...Ed...I didn't torture you this long last time," Roy whined. Ed made a tsking sound, but stood and eyed his lover appraisingly. Fuck, he was gorgeous, especially all flushed and hard. Ed smirked at him and turned to the towel rack where a specially tailored military uniform hung innocently on its hanger. He took it off the rack and handed it to his former commanding officer with a smug grin. "Don't forget the stockings, General," the blond returned and left, shutting the door behind him.

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