A Sticky Situation

Abby Ebon

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AN: Encouraged and inspired by Aruxia (Suki) and LynnGryphon. Yeah, you both ought to remember that time we got on a three-way chat on MSN, and then started shoving FMA characters in, and out of closets; –snickers- I know I do.

Warnings: Slash/yaoi or gay sex - read guy on guy …on guy on guy, this is a foursome, namely. Roy/Ed/Al/Envy, or some combination of them - if this has been done before, we've never seen it, but we really wanted to. This also has incest; which means, on top of being guy on guy, this is brother on brother.

Disclaimer: Never will be mine. That is, if the censorship in America continues. It will. Darn.

This is not a sequel to my Ed/Envy fic Envious Ways.

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Silvery rays of moonlight spilled into Ed's bedroom through the partly opened window, his brother – a turned newly human, was deeply asleep.

Envy watched them, a finger looped hair twisted around it, withdrew from his dark hair, touching on his bare shoulder, then trailing down the strap of black leather that encircled his chest.

His eyes grew heated, watching the two brothers sleep, in different beds – yes, but Envy wondered if they'd share if it grew too cold.

He could imagine it perfectly, with snow heavy on the ground; Al would bully the Ed reluctant (Al would think he was merely being stubborn, not noticing Ed's reactions to his newly acquired body) into sharing a bed with him.

Al's only thoughts would be on his older brother's health, even being eldest – Ed was the likelier of the two to get ill, having saved his younger brother from starvation, at their mother's death, by not eating what he needed to.

Envy hissed out a soft breath- the only noise he allowed himself to make, even as his finger fell down to his nipple, pressing harshly against it – then he found himself gasping silently, his own fingers lightly trailing over them, to his waist - and bared torso.

He thought then, of how they would wake up in that cold morning, their bodies subconsciously having cuddled together for warmth in the night.

Al's front spooning to Ed's back, his stiff length pressing against his older brother's ass, the warm skin and firm buttocks of his elder brother having affected him in the night.

His arms would be wrapped around his brother, one hand near to touching his elder brother's length. Envy shook as his fingers touched the waistband of his black leather skirt, his hand slipping inside it, trailing over the dusky hairs that led to his length.

Ed would wake up, feeling his younger bother's hot hardness pressing through his boxers, pushing against the cleft of Ed's ass, so near to his entrance. Envy thought that Ed's eyes would widen, and he'd let out a soft whimper of a moan.

Al, hearing it in his sleep would press only closer – trying to be comforting, even in his sleep. Not knowing that Ed's length would jump to feel Al's hardness pressing boldly against his entrance.

Envy's fingers danced along the length of his hardness, fully erect, pre leaking from the tip.

Envy thought he would know the thoughts ringing through Ed's mind; of Roy – shoving the Ed against the wall, the length of the bigger man's body pressed against the teenager.

For, once, Envy had seen them together – Roy's lips descending upon Ed, Roy's fingers reaching to pull down Ed's pants - and pull up his shirt to get to his o' so sensitive nipples.

Roy's hand cupping what was between the teenager's thighs, rubbing Ed firmly, making him moan, letting Roy take control of him.

Envy shut his eyes, squeezing them tightly as he was remembering. Roy had kissed Ed as if he would escape him if given half the chance.

Possessive and dominating, as if Roy was afraid someone would steal Ed away from him. Ed had thrived off it, whimpering at the touches and attention the older man gave him, submitting to him.

Roy, Envy knew, was right. He had every reason to fear someone might swoop in and steal Ed away. Envy's eyes fluttered open, landing on the soundly sleeping Al, twisted in his sheets, half nude under the moonlight.

Al – Envy knew from having watched him in the shower, jerked off to lusting after Ed. A morning ritual, of the hot water (for Al never took cold showers) pouring over Al, his muscular back and chest, his arms and thighs, his half-hard length.

Al would reach between his legs, squeezing and rubbing his erection. Al's eyes would slide shut, his breath catching in his throat, thinking of his older brother.

Ed…who was just outside the bathroom, still sleeping – in the nude, because, Ed never wore anything while he slept unless he was cold, or traveling.

Al would moan his older brother's name, his hand sliding up and down his length in earnest. His muscle back and thighs tensing and starting to jerk, as if taking Ed, Envy wondered if Al thought of taking his brother like Roy did.

Or of one day – looking over to the still sleeping Ed (sheets having slipped off from Ed's body sometime in the night) and Al's eyes seeing his older brothers bare ass raised, thighs widened in a relaxed sleep.

Lust clouding his judgment, and shoving his moral senses away – Al would get up, walking to Ed's side of the room.

Touching Ed's firm raised ass, Al's fingers kneading into the willing flesh, parting a his crevice – of looking down at Ed's most secret of places, while Ed was unaware, still lost to sleep.

Envy thought Ed's entrance would spasm, feeling the cool morning air suddenly thrust upon it – just as Al would remember himself, Ed would make a noise – a soft, breathy whimper.

It would drive Al wild, his length jumping suddenly to half - to full mast, Envy thought Al would keep Ed's entrance exposed as he brought his thigh up – straddling his older brother's ass.

The mattress would dip with Al's heavy weight pressing down on Ed, and Ed – struggling from the grips of a dream, would wake.

Al would feel him tense with awareness, even as Ed awoke.

Envy's eyes fluttered as he gripped his hardness, keeping himself from coming.

Ed would glance to his brother's bed – always worrying for another before himself, even when he was in more danger.

"Al?" Ed would hiss, desperate to locate his brother, atop him, Al would jerk, subconsciously the head of his hardness pushing into his brother. Ed would moan, filling the room with the sound.

"Y-yes, Ed?" Al would finally answer his voice low and husky, filled with need for his elder brother. Ed's legs would part for him, letting Al slid into him without preparation.

Apart of Ed enjoying the pain of his brother's hard erection burning its way into him. Al wouldn't know he was causing Ed pain, and would lean down, pushing his length fully inside - his bigger body covering Ed's.

"More." Ed would demand in a breathy whisper, lifting his hips up for Al to take him harder. Al, enjoying the heat snuggly encircling his erection wouldn't hesitate to obey his older brother's order.

Shoving in and out of him, fucking him – and Ed, perversely, would enjoy every moment of it.

Envy let out a soft mewl as he came, hips jerking in an echo of Al's eager thrusts. Feeling dirty, Envy's fingers withdrew from his skirt.

He brought them to his face, sniffing them, then slowly licking each digit clean, his eyes on the two sleeping brothers.

Both still lost in their dreams, peacefully unaware of the plot brewing in Envy's thoughts.

Just as silently as Envy had arrived, he left – unnoticed.

"Lust." Envy's voice rung out, both child-like in its husky sing-song tone, and with the dark mischievousness the other homunculi naturally associated with Envy.

Envy's sister looked to see him, his hands on his hips, smirking only enough to gain Lust's attention and hold it. Lust, interested in her brother's plot, for Envy only looked that way when something got his interest and held it enough for him kill or take.

Interested despite herself, Lust tilted her head at the other homunculi. Showing him her willingness to at least listen – yet narrowing her eyes at the same time, warning him not to waste her time with his foolishness.

"I need your help." Lust's brow rose at Envy's bold confession. It was unlike him, especially of late, to ask something of the other homunculi, and expect nothing in return, even if they would gladly give him what he wanted.

Their Envy of late was not to their likening, he had become withdrawn, and solemn, once the soul of the Sins – he'd become a shell of himself.

They knew why, now that Edward was no longer interested in the fake Philosophers Stones, nor, it seemed now that Al was back to a normal human body, the real one. Not even, it seemed to them, did Ed care to get his arm and leg back.

"With?" Lust asked, her voice drawling out the question.

Envy sighed, the fight going out of him all at once – letting Lust have access to his innermost thoughts. It was the bond the homunculi shared, to know each other in such an all encompassing way. Most of the time, they never hid them, that Envy had hoped to do so let Lust know how important this was to him.

"I see…" Lust murmured, seeing his love and devotion for the two Elric brothers – and his growing desire for Roy Mustang. Envy had tensed as he felt his sister's consciousness probe his emotions and wants. Yet, he was more afraid that she, out of her own whims, would reject the idea to aid him.

"When do you want the potion?" Lust asked, deciding to help Envy – if only to get her brother back to normal. Envy slumped with relief, and then answered aloud what they both already knew.

"By the full moon, they will be aching to be mine."