Fullmetal Alchemist fic NSFW: "Giving Up"

[sonjajade]

TITLE: Giving Up
AUTHOR: Sonjajade
SERIES: Fullmetal Alchemist, any version
WORD COUNT: 2,068
RATING: NC17
CHARACTERS: Roy/Elysia
WARNINGS: LOLICON, penetration of a 13 yr old girl by a grown man
SUMMARY: “Let me show you what I learned in school today, Uncle Roy…”
A/N: Written as a ‘conversion’ piece for a friend I'm not sure wants to be named, and also to fufill a request by my darling ravyn_skye.  I hope this doesn’t disappoint!  (UNBETA’D, FEEL FREE TO CORRECT ME ON STUFF)  Kind of a Lolita remix.

 

 

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Dust floated in the serene tranquility of a blinding sunbeam peeking through the shade in the living room; a beacon of hope in the otherwise dark and dreary room.  A pile of school books sat precariously on the coffee table, a forgotten cup of tea and a crossword puzzle and pencil sat on an end table next to a large, puffy recliner, and a pair of saddle oxfords had been kicked off en route in the hallway.  All in all, another normal day at the Hughes-Mustang residence.  That is until you turned the corner into the master bedroom, where a school-issued skirt was puddled in front of the bed, the shirt tossed haphazardly on the back of her mother’s dressing table chair, and then the neatly piled clothing of Roy Mustang on the bureau on the opposite side of the room.

“Roy, you can’t stay here and drink yourself to death, come stay with Elysia and I…  We’ll be a family, a scarred and hurt, but loving family.”

“Y’know Chief, I think Riza would want you to do it.  Mrs. Hughes and her little girl have hurt over Maes’ death as badly as you have.  And now that Hawkeye’s gone…  I think you should do it.”

“If Mrs. Hughes has room in her heart to take even a pathetic bastard like you in, you really must be in a bad place without…  Sorry.  Err, I think you should take her up on the offer.  And being around a child might help you learn how to lighten up a little.”

Lighten up a little indeed.  Would Maes believe it was his sweet little girl who held his best friend’s cock by the root in the bathtub?  Would Gracia believe that the same girl who couldn’t tell you anything about basic science and needed a calculator to do multiplication knew more about the male anatomy than Roy himself knew at the same age?  What kind of monster had he turned into, and why did he feel so powerless against her all-too-knowing strokes?

“You’re really big today, Uncle Roy.  You haven’t jerked off all week have you?” she asked coyly, snaking her small hands around his length and squeezing and pulling at his rigidness.

He was panting now.  “No…  I’ve been good.”  Oh God, she knows exactly what makes him hiss and moan, and she teases his orgasm to the surface and then changes her strategy at the last second, purposely driving him crazy.

Maybe it’s because when he’s with Elie this way, he forgets everything: Riza’s death, Maes’ death, the fact that while he saved the country and the world that he was booted from the military for his crimes in Ishval…  In the girl’s grip he is aware of none of it, only her touch and her breathy, immature voice.

“Good boys get great rewards,” she giggled as she licked his salty tip.

“Good girls don’t tease, y’know,” he grunted.

“Good boys take what they can and are grateful, otherwise they’re bad boys and I have to tell Mommy.”

That was enough to silence him.  It was bad enough what he was doing.  He really did hate himself for taking advantage of her, but really he wondered sometimes who was taking advantage of whom.  Then he quit wondering about anything at all when her tight, wet, hot mouth wrapped around his tip and she suckled.  “I’ll be good,” he wailed as she began to bob carefully over his lap.

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“Welcome home, Elysia,” he’d said brightly as she dropped her books onto the console table behind the front door.  “How was your day?”  He’d just sat down with a model car, paint brush at the ready when she looked around.

“Where’s Mama?”

“She started her new job today.  She won’t be home until late tonight, so we’re kinda on our own.  Would you like a snack?” he asked as he got up to pour her a glass of limeade from the ice box.  She still hadn’t really said much yet, just pulled out a chair at the kitchen table and sat there with an odd expression on her face.  “Is everything okay?  You didn’t get into another fight at school did you?” asked Roy, noticing her uniform was a bit rumpled.

“No.  I don’t really know what to say about what happened today.”  She took the glass and drank like a man dying of thirst, then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.  She looked at her ‘uncle’ Roy for the first time with knowing eyes…  Had he always been so handsome?  Had he always been this calm and normal?  He was the only person besides her friends who treated her like a person rather than a damaged little kid who lost her daddy when she was old enough to still remember his smile and the way she could see her face reflected in double from his glasses.

She saw the worried look on his face, and she immediately wanted to wipe it off of him.  ‘Don’t ever look at me like that, please,’ she begged in her mind.  Elysia stood up and wrapped her arms around his middle, burying her face into the scent and warmth of this man whom she’d known all her life.  She found herself wondering, then…  Was she brave enough?  Could she do such a thing?  Uncle Roy held her tight, his head awkwardly resting on her shoulder and his smooth voice whispering that everything was going to be alright.

Without really thinking a whole lot about it, she tilted her small face up and kissed him on the lips.  When he didn’t move away from her, when he must have thought she didn’t mean to kiss him like that, she gave those warm lips a timid lick, and that’s when he stood up.

“Elysia!?”

She knew they weren’t sleeping together, Roy and her mother.  She knew they had no interest in each other like that.  So she boldly jerked him back down to her and this time she kissed him harder on the mouth, and did all she could to force him to open up for her.  Strong hands clamped down on her wrists, and she felt herself being shoved.

“What the hell’s gotten into you!?”

“I know what I wish would get into me…”

Roy was flabbergasted.  What could have happened to change her from a less than average student to a brazen, wanton harlot, one who could rival even the savviest of his sisters?  “Elysia!”

“You keep yelling my name, but it doesn’t sound right.  Let me make you really say it.”  She began unbuttoning her shirt.

“Dammit, girl!!  What the hell happened today!?”  Roy had turned his back so he wouldn’t see what she wanted him to see.  But when he refused to keep an eye on her, it opened up her window of opportunity, and now she stood directly behind him, her barely there breasts warm and soft through the back of his shirt, and her small hands gliding over the front of his semi-tented trousers.

Oh God… how long had it been since anyone other than himself had touched him there?  Though he and Riza were never formally together, and could never acknowledge their feelings while both still in the military, they had been lovers.  He never wanted for another woman’s touch on his body other than hers.  Yet here he stood in the kitchen of an apartment where his best friend once lived, with the daughter that came of his loins, and she was molesting him… and Roy’s biggest internal battle had only just begun.

“Let me show you what I learned in school today, Uncle Roy,” Elysia murmured into his back, dotting the plain white cotton of his shirt with little kisses in different places.  She grabbed the growing flesh beneath his fly and squeezed.

“Haa… aaah, Elysia?  C’mon, we can’t do this…” he panicked.

“Why not?  Afraid we’re being watched?”  ‘By people who are long dead,’ she wanted to add, but didn’t.  “We’re alone, no one will know.  And I know it feels good, right?”  She mashed her tiny tits closer to him, and he could make out the places where her nipples stood hardened on either side of his backbone.

“You’re just a child!  I’m an old man compared to you!”  Oh no, she was cupping his sack through his pants and have mercy, was she grinding against him??  His mind whirled with visions of her riding him like a horse, of her undoubtedly tight little pussy molding around his deprived body, of the two of them lost to animal instinct and fornicating like wild dogs in the bed where she’d been conceived nearly fourteen years ago…  God, did it have to feel so fucking good to be touched like this??!?

He spun around and grabbed her by the waist, her legs falling naturally around his hips, and he backed her into the nearest wall, jarring the phone that hung there out of the cradle and leaving it dangling and swinging by the curled cord.  He ground against her, kissing her neck and thumbing over her little nipples.  Elysia sunk her fingers into Roy’s hair, assuring him this was alright, that she would never tell, that she wanted him as badly as he wanted her…

He jerked his cock from his pants and lifted her skirt up.  He wiggled and pressed and then finally got it just right, and thrust against her wet panties, the heat and the friction enough to cause her to climax first, then again just before Roy completely lost his mind in the first orgasm with a woman (GIRL!!! His mind screamed) in years.  Her pink polka dot underwear was soiled completely with thick sticky blobs of white, not to mention her own soaking juices, and she slid them off in front of him.

Holding the hem of her skirt out of the way, she showed him shamelessly what she looked like.  He licked his lips unconsciously, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead before tucking himself back inside.  “We shouldn’t have done that.  You should go wash up and do your homework.”

She tried to kiss him, but he turned his head.  “There’ll be another time,” she said as she walked away.  He closed his eyes in disgust as she gathered her books and went into her bedroom.  A moment later he heard her walk into the bathroom and start the shower, and it was then that he broke down and cried; cried because he’d enjoyed what had just happened, cried because he hated himself for it.

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The time for tears was long gone; he was already too far gone down the path to hell now.  He followed her rules and commands, feeling less guilty that way, and when she stopped before he could explode in white ecstasy across her maturing bosom, she said, “The water’s getting cold, let’s go to bed.”

He hefted her to his chest, snatching a towel and wrapping around her back before going and lying in his bed.  “Lay back,” she ordered.  He did, and when she stood over him, he prayed she would straddle him, take him into that tight heat he’d only ever been in twice before.

“Hmm,” she said, tapping her chin with a chewed nail.  “You’ve been awfully good lately, Uncle Roy.  What would you like for me to do?”  She already knew what he wanted, what every guy wanted, but she wanted to make him say it.

“I want you, in whatever way you want to give yourself to me,” he groaned.

She narrowed her eyes.  “Now, now…  Say what you want…” She dipped down and rubbed her hairless mound against the red of his raging cock, taunting him with her outer lips.

Dammit, she was so soft and warm!  Fuck, why does she always make it so difficult!  He took in a sharp breath and then opened his dark eyes on her.  “I want to fill you up inside.  I want to slide myself into your tight body, and fuck you until we both come unglued…”

She grinned.  “Say my name Uncle Roy, please?”

“Eeeelyyyysssiaaaaaahhh,” he purred, the want and desperation in his voice causing the girl to tremble minutely.

“That’s it.  That’s how you should always say it.”  She pulled herself apart as Roy lined up, and their hips met in hellish perfection.

 

Comments

[amethyst_koneko]

Congratulations. You have completely broken my brain! :) Kinda don't know what else to say. 'scuse me while I go find the brain bleach! ^_^

[sonjajade.livejournal.com]

umm brain esplode not a good thing right?

I know it's not a conventional pairing or situation by any means....

[amethyst_koneko]

Meh, no worries. :) I knew going into this it wasn't going to be pretty. Brain only esploded 'cause in my mind Elysia is still little more than a toddler so seeing her acting so slutty, with my Roy no less!, was a bit of a shock. Utterly depraved Roy kinda fried a few brain cells too. On the flip side of this tho, I can sorta see both Roy and Elysia acting out like this, just not with each other! ^_^ Overall I think you did a really good job writing something so unconventional/squicky. The last line sums it up perfectly. "She pulled herself apart as Roy lined up and their hips met in hellish perfection." hellish perfection. Best words I've ever seen to describe lolicon! :D

[sonjajade.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much *blushes*

I actually have a request list for more loli with Roy (Winry when he first starts visiting Ed and Al, Mei Chang on a diplomatic trip to Xing...) and also for an AU where Olivier goes to Resembool after the human transmutation thing instead of Roy, and she and Ed do a shoutacon thing...

*don't hurt me!*