Iron Smut Breakup contestant ring!

[mikkeneko]

Hello, and welcome to
Iron Smut Breakup
bringing this contest back from a nearly 2-year hiatus!

Today's board of contestants will be:
annepackrat
inugrlrayn
sky_dark
zakai_Please join the Church of Elric IRC server and go to the room #ironsmutring for coordination. There will not be individual assistants this year, so time prompts as well as answers to any questions you have will

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[annepackrat]

Or Story go here?

[annepackrat]

"I can't believe you're planning on doing this," Havoc said staring at Hawkeye as cleaned her gun

[annepackrat]

The guard shook his head. "Perhaps at one time, I would have said different, but no, you are not the monster my people think you are."

Shaking his head violently, Roy responded, "No I haven't. I can never fully atone for what I've done. For what I am doing, to her."

"You have suffered enough, Flame Alchemist. But I doubt you will ever believe it." Before Roy could respond, the guard continued. "You have a visitor."

"Who-?" he asked before being interrupted by someone appearing in the doorway to his cell. "Riza," he breathed.

She didn't answer him. Instead she strode forward hauled him up by the collar and gave him a desperate kiss. Roy's eyes widened, and he was too surprised to respond.

[annepackrat]

Roy's eyes widened, and he was too surprised to respond. Somewhere in the back of his mind he thought about how she tasted rather unusual, like almonds actually. Almonds and tears.

Jeremiah waited until the kiss was finished. "I will make sure you have privacy." Riza nodded without looking at him. He turned and shut the door.

"Riza, what are you doing here? I'm not going to change my-" His words were stopped by her fingers on his lips.

"I know. I will keep that godblasted promise to you, but in return I want this. I want you."

His eyes widening, Roy stepped back and sat down heavily on the bed. "You- you can't be serious...."

Frowning, Riza pushed him on his back, "It's Equivalent Exchange isn't it? You and father always put so much stock in that principle, then why can't I do the same?"

"This is hardly the time!" he replied, worried at her red rimmed eyes.

[zakai_]

Let the games... BEGIN! XD

[zakai_]

Ed sighed as he set his suitcase down and fished his keys from his pocket. The trip had been a horrible waste of time, but there was nothing to be done about that now. Finding the key he wanted, Ed stared at it for a moment in the light of the street lamp. It was the key Roy had given him a year a go… the key to his place

[zakai_]

You son-of-a-bitch..., Ed thought as he crept silently into the hallway. You bastard.... He felt his throat tighten and his heart sink deep into his belly.

Roy had promised him-promised-that there would be no one else. He’d promised him the last time this had happened, and the last time before that, and the last time before thatNow he stood by the open bedroom door and listened to the sound of moans and pants, of heavy breathing and whispered words of lust and desire

[zakai_]

Stepping into the doorway, Ed stared unfeelingly at the scene before him. Some skanky whore was laying on the bed, her legs open and Roy on top of her, thrusting himself into her as he sucked on one of her breasts. His hand gripped her other breast tightly, and the bitch was raking her fingers down his back as she bucked her hips and groaned with pleasure.

Ed folded his arms and watched; his anger growing. He felt the urge to lash out, to hit something, to cause damage. His anger was one of his less attractive personality traits, Roy had once told him. After that he’d tried to control himself. He’d tried to be what Roy wanted him to be. After all, Roy liked him-even said he loved him-and Ed had a feeling that he was lucky to have even that

[inugrlrayn]

Wheeeee!

[inugrlrayn]

“You could still come with me.” The words were whispered at his ear, broken, and mournful. Edward gazed at him, eyes pleading, laden with sorry.

“I can’t,” Alfons replied, choking on the words.

Ed leaned in close, his face inches away, “You won’t.”

“Edward, I don’t belong there. I know you need to go home, but I can’t go with you. How would it be any better than you staying here?” Alfons wished he still thought Ed was crazy, that he could still think Ed was losing what was left of his sanity and nothing more. At least then, there was still hope.

Ed scrubbed his hand over his face, “I can’t stay, you know. In the morning I’m leaving, and I won’t be back.”

“I know,” Alfons replied. There might have been more, but Ed’s lips were over his, lonely and desperate, and he found himself wishing for simpler times.

He’d seen Edward many times in passing. It was hard not to, after all. They studied under the same man, and Ed stood out beyond reason. Always, when Ed seemed to notice Alfons, the look was the same, something surprised and

[inugrlrayn]

They might have stayed friends, if not for Edward’s father.

“I don’t think I’m going to be there today,” Ed sighed into the other end of the phone.

“Why? Are you feeling alright?” Alfons asked.

“Oh sure. I’m fine.”

Ten minutes, and something like pulling teeth had acquired the truth. Alfons had never met Ed’s father, but he’d apparently disappeared without a word. He’d been gone long enough now, that Ed seemed fairly certain he wouldn’t be returning. Alfons found the resigned way he just accepted that sort of abandonment to be strange, but left Ed to his own devices. He considered offering to let Ed stay with him… after all, he did have an extra bedroom. Ed didn’t give him the chance, though, hanging up as soon as he was given the breathing room to say goodbye.

In the end, Ed had come to stay with him, though, and that was when something started to shift

[inugrlrayn]

Still, even six months after they’d moved in together, he hardly knew a thing about Ed. He probably never would have told Alfons a thing if he hadn’t dragged the young man out for a drink on New Year’s Eve