Fic - Family Tradition
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cornerofmadnessFamily Tradition
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cornerofmadness
Disclaimer –so not mine. Arakawa might freak seeing this one
Rating – NC-17 NOT work safe by any stretch of the imagination
Spoilers/Timeline – none really, manga verse, post series
Pairing – Olivia/Roy/Alex Louis (sit back and enjoy the crack)
Summary – the new fuhrer thinks her stress reliever could use some lessons on pleasing her.
Author’s note – written for the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fma_ihop’s anonymous kink meme (yeah I can’t keep myself anonymous for some reason). The anon. requester wanted ‘Olivia/Alex/Roy, and Olivia uses a strap-on at some point. Not necessarily incestuous, they're just teaming up to show Roy a good time in the illustrious Armstrong Family Traditional Way.’ Thanks to evil_little_dog for betaing this cracky thing
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“I thought I told you to get naked, Mustang.” Olivia glanced back at the big bed in her bedroom in her ancestral home. Mustang still lounged on it, looking pretty.
“Could you at least try to make it romantic, Olivia?” he huffed.
“What about our relationship has ever struck you as romantic?” she shot back, kicking off her boots. “Besides, you need to get a few skills before you earn romance.”
Mustang pushed out his lower lip. Olivia knew that pouty look would get Roy far with most girls. Frankly, it worked on her, too, but she wasn’t about to show him that. “I’ve never had any complaints. What are you going to do? Teach me Armstrong family secrets that have been passed down for generations?” he asked in a passable imitation of her brother’s overblown cadence.
“Sounds about right,” Alex Louis said, rounding the doorway, coming into the bedroom.
Roy’s jaw dropped as he swam across the silk bedspread, trying to get his legs down on the floor. “What is this?”
“It’s just what you said,” Olivia patted his cheek. “You’re good, Mustang, for a distraction. We’re going to make you better. I’m going to need a stress reliever once I’m fully installed as Fuhrer.”
Mustang’s eyes were still on her brother. “I’m not sure what you’ve heard but I don’t-”
Olivia let out a short burst of laughter. “Please, we know about you and Hawkeye and you and Hughes. Hell, I’m tempted to believe the rumors that you slept to the top.”
His eyes narrowed. “I did not.” Mustang looked between the siblings. “How do you think this is going to work? I mean, there’s kinky but I do draw lines.”
Olivia slapped his chest hard enough to bowl him over on the bed. “Don’t be absurd. We don’t sleep with each other but you, on the other hand. And again, why are you still clothed?”
“I’m a little nervous now, thank you very much,” Mustang said, his voice tight.
“There’s nothing to be nervous about, Flame,” Alex Louis said, stripping off his shirt.
Olivia noted Mustang couldn’t stop looking at her brother’s muscles, obviously utterly unconvinced he had nothing to worry about. “Come on, Sparky, we won’t break you…much.”
Roy rolled to his knees on the bed, pulling off his shirt. “Do remember I’m part Xingese, we have far more slender builds. Try not to snap me in half.”
“Now where would the fun in that be?” Alex Louis’s moustache twitched when he grinned.
“Not used to seeing this side of you, Alex Louis.” Roy undid his pants, shoving them down to his knees. He held up his hand. “Okay, teach me but don’t break me.”
Olivia shoved him over and pulled off his pants and boxers then stepped out to the hall. As expected, Alex Louis had brought up the wine cart for later. She filled a glass with some ice and brought it into the room just as Alex Louis was explaining that this hand job technique was usually passed down from mother to daughter but his sisters had let him in on the secret. Mustang wasn’t even looking at her when she put the ice on the bed stand next to a bottle of lotion. He wore an expression that said he was half afraid Alex Louis might accidentally tear his cock off with those hams he called hands.
“I didn’t think the Armstrongs would be…you know, so kinky and adventuresome.”
“We have a motto that we don’t usually voice to outsiders,” Olivia said. “If it feels good, do it.”
“And I think it does feel good, judging by your reaction,” Alex Louis said, stroking his hand up Mustang’s hardening cock. The alchemist’s only answer was a happy little groan. “The trick is to get a lot of friction and to pay special attention to the frenulum.” Alex Louis’s finger tickled said spot just under the head of Mustang’s cock. “Long ago the Armstrongs realized this heat pairs real well with a special something.”
Olivia finished stripped, grinning when she saw Mustang’s eyes were closed. Alex Louis leaned over and snared a few cubes of ice, palming them. Mustang’s dark eyes flew open when the cold ice was stroked up his shaft. He gasped then an ecstatic expression settled on his face.
“Damn, that is good!” Mustang muttered then snickered.
“Another Armstrong technique is to apply opposite tension,” Alex Louis said, one hand gently cupping Mustang’s balls. He stroked them down as he coursed up on the man’s shaft with his other hand.
Mustang made an inarticulate rumble of pleasure as Olivia got on the bed, straddling him, her back to her brother. She skimmed her finger over Mustang’s lips. “I already know you have this down. I’m not sure any of our techniques will improve you. This is just the warm up until my brother’s done with you…of course by then you’ll have to deal with him as well.”
Roy’s eyes got almost impossibly wide but then she moved completely over his face and he took the hint, burying an eager tongue between her folds. She swallowed back a sigh as lips, tongues and fingers caressed, probed and teased her. She wouldn’t want Mustang to think he could bring her off too quickly, after all.
There was no hiding the quiver that ran through her thighs as his deft tongue flicked over her clit, triggering the first of hopefully many orgasms of the night. Mustang lapped at her running juices eagerly. Catching her breath, Olivia, looked back at Alex Louis who nodded.
“Any more and he’ll be done for a while,” Alex Louis replied.
“And I see you’re really ready to start,” she said, sliding off onto the bed next to Mustang. Reaching over to the bed stand, she tossed the lotion bottle onto the mattress.
He shot a panicked look at the impressive tent in brother’s pants. There were times, like this, that Olivia regretted Alex Louis was her brother. It wasn’t often one found a man so well endowed. “Um, not to sound like a frightened little girl here,” Mustang stammered, “but I’m not sure what you two have in mind next. It’s been nice and all and yeah, Hughes and I did stuff but neither one of us looked quite so…manly.”
“Like a girl?” Olivia growled.
“Let me rephrase, no offense Alex Louis, that is not going in my ass. I treasure my ability to walk right,” Roy held up a finger.
Alex Louis didn’t seem offended as he opened his trousers. “We won’t do anything you don’t want to.”
“You, I trust, Alex Louis,” Mustang said, awkwardly getting onto his knees, crawling to the edge of the bed as Alex Louis kicked off his pants.
Mustang licked the head of Alex Louis’s cock, his tongue fucking the slit. Olivia felt shocked at how hot that made her. She was equally surprised that Mustang could get that talented mouth of his opened wide enough to suck her brother down with amazing gusto. While Mustang was licking and teasing her brother, she got the strap on out of the bed stand drawer. Olivia tickled her own clit after adjusting her strap on’s harness, just to stoke her own fires. Mustang was so involved with his ponderous task; he didn’t notice her greasing up the shaft of the strap on.
He suddenly seemed aware of her when she slipped her slicked fingers between his cheeks and rimmed his asshole. Alex Louis popped free of Roy’s mouth as the man looked back at her. His surprised, nervous look returned when he saw the strap on.
“Another longstanding Armstrong technique is to let yourself be completely at someone else’s control and trust in them,” Olivia said. “Also in completely opening your body, you learn pleasure spots you didn’t know you had.”
“Oh, I know some of the ones I have back there.” He grinned at her, wiggling his backside in invitation.
Olivia took it. She slipped a finger into him and then another, stretching the tight ring of muscle. Roy groaned then went back sucking off Alex Louis. She came again almost as soon as she pushed the strap on into Mustang. She fucked him hard, amazed that he not only took it but pushed against her greedily. She reached around, stroking him as she pounded into him. The one thing she always worried about was hurting someone since the strap on gave her no sensory feedback but Roy didn’t seem in any trouble. He had turned into a little wild thing that she and her brother had to struggle to temper. Maybe the Mustang’s had a few family techniques they needed to pass along.
Alex Louis’s hand fisted in Mustang’s hair as he tried to pull back. Roy wouldn’t let him, drinking the man down as he came with a bellow Olivia was sure they heard all the way to the Eastern border. When Mustang let Alex Louis go, Olivia pulled out of him, sitting back on the bed. She pulled him back onto her lap, the strap on gliding back in. She let Roy fuck himself on that rigid shaft. He parted his legs in an invitation that Alex Louis took. Her brother stretched out on the bed, taking Mustang’s dusky shaft into his mouth.
“The moustache tickles,” Roy snickered breathlessly.
“Some people like that,” Olivia said.
Roy didn’t respond at least not verbally. His head slammed into her shoulder as his back arched. He came noisily. Afterwards she let him slip off her and Mustang sprawled on the bed.
“See, we didn’t break you.” She poked his belly. “And you probably learned something.”
“And had a few things to teach of your own,” Alex Louis added.
Roy grinned. “You know the sorts of businesses my mother runs. I picked up stuff…” he yawned. “Early on.”
Olivia gave his balls a tickle. “Rest up. The night’s young. We’re going to find out just how adventuresome you really are.”
Mustang’s only answer was that wide-eyed look that was somehow so beguiling on him.
Author –
cornerofmadnessDisclaimer –so not mine. Arakawa might freak seeing this one
Rating – NC-17 NOT work safe by any stretch of the imagination
Spoilers/Timeline – none really, manga verse, post series
Pairing – Olivia/Roy/Alex Louis (sit back and enjoy the crack)
Summary – the new fuhrer thinks her stress reliever could use some lessons on pleasing her.
Author’s note – written for the
fma_ihop’s anonymous kink meme (yeah I can’t keep myself anonymous for some reason). The anon. requester wanted ‘Olivia/Alex/Roy, and Olivia uses a strap-on at some point. Not necessarily incestuous, they're just teaming up to show Roy a good time in the illustrious Armstrong Family Traditional Way.’ Thanks to evil_little_dog for betaing this cracky thing* * *
“I thought I told you to get naked, Mustang.” Olivia glanced back at the big bed in her bedroom in her ancestral home. Mustang still lounged on it, looking pretty.
“Could you at least try to make it romantic, Olivia?” he huffed.
“What about our relationship has ever struck you as romantic?” she shot back, kicking off her boots. “Besides, you need to get a few skills before you earn romance.”
Mustang pushed out his lower lip. Olivia knew that pouty look would get Roy far with most girls. Frankly, it worked on her, too, but she wasn’t about to show him that. “I’ve never had any complaints. What are you going to do? Teach me Armstrong family secrets that have been passed down for generations?” he asked in a passable imitation of her brother’s overblown cadence.
“Sounds about right,” Alex Louis said, rounding the doorway, coming into the bedroom.
Roy’s jaw dropped as he swam across the silk bedspread, trying to get his legs down on the floor. “What is this?”
“It’s just what you said,” Olivia patted his cheek. “You’re good, Mustang, for a distraction. We’re going to make you better. I’m going to need a stress reliever once I’m fully installed as Fuhrer.”
Mustang’s eyes were still on her brother. “I’m not sure what you’ve heard but I don’t-”
Olivia let out a short burst of laughter. “Please, we know about you and Hawkeye and you and Hughes. Hell, I’m tempted to believe the rumors that you slept to the top.”
His eyes narrowed. “I did not.” Mustang looked between the siblings. “How do you think this is going to work? I mean, there’s kinky but I do draw lines.”
Olivia slapped his chest hard enough to bowl him over on the bed. “Don’t be absurd. We don’t sleep with each other but you, on the other hand. And again, why are you still clothed?”
“I’m a little nervous now, thank you very much,” Mustang said, his voice tight.
“There’s nothing to be nervous about, Flame,” Alex Louis said, stripping off his shirt.
Olivia noted Mustang couldn’t stop looking at her brother’s muscles, obviously utterly unconvinced he had nothing to worry about. “Come on, Sparky, we won’t break you…much.”
Roy rolled to his knees on the bed, pulling off his shirt. “Do remember I’m part Xingese, we have far more slender builds. Try not to snap me in half.”
“Now where would the fun in that be?” Alex Louis’s moustache twitched when he grinned.
“Not used to seeing this side of you, Alex Louis.” Roy undid his pants, shoving them down to his knees. He held up his hand. “Okay, teach me but don’t break me.”
Olivia shoved him over and pulled off his pants and boxers then stepped out to the hall. As expected, Alex Louis had brought up the wine cart for later. She filled a glass with some ice and brought it into the room just as Alex Louis was explaining that this hand job technique was usually passed down from mother to daughter but his sisters had let him in on the secret. Mustang wasn’t even looking at her when she put the ice on the bed stand next to a bottle of lotion. He wore an expression that said he was half afraid Alex Louis might accidentally tear his cock off with those hams he called hands.
“I didn’t think the Armstrongs would be…you know, so kinky and adventuresome.”
“We have a motto that we don’t usually voice to outsiders,” Olivia said. “If it feels good, do it.”
“And I think it does feel good, judging by your reaction,” Alex Louis said, stroking his hand up Mustang’s hardening cock. The alchemist’s only answer was a happy little groan. “The trick is to get a lot of friction and to pay special attention to the frenulum.” Alex Louis’s finger tickled said spot just under the head of Mustang’s cock. “Long ago the Armstrongs realized this heat pairs real well with a special something.”
Olivia finished stripped, grinning when she saw Mustang’s eyes were closed. Alex Louis leaned over and snared a few cubes of ice, palming them. Mustang’s dark eyes flew open when the cold ice was stroked up his shaft. He gasped then an ecstatic expression settled on his face.
“Damn, that is good!” Mustang muttered then snickered.
“Another Armstrong technique is to apply opposite tension,” Alex Louis said, one hand gently cupping Mustang’s balls. He stroked them down as he coursed up on the man’s shaft with his other hand.
Mustang made an inarticulate rumble of pleasure as Olivia got on the bed, straddling him, her back to her brother. She skimmed her finger over Mustang’s lips. “I already know you have this down. I’m not sure any of our techniques will improve you. This is just the warm up until my brother’s done with you…of course by then you’ll have to deal with him as well.”
Roy’s eyes got almost impossibly wide but then she moved completely over his face and he took the hint, burying an eager tongue between her folds. She swallowed back a sigh as lips, tongues and fingers caressed, probed and teased her. She wouldn’t want Mustang to think he could bring her off too quickly, after all.
There was no hiding the quiver that ran through her thighs as his deft tongue flicked over her clit, triggering the first of hopefully many orgasms of the night. Mustang lapped at her running juices eagerly. Catching her breath, Olivia, looked back at Alex Louis who nodded.
“Any more and he’ll be done for a while,” Alex Louis replied.
“And I see you’re really ready to start,” she said, sliding off onto the bed next to Mustang. Reaching over to the bed stand, she tossed the lotion bottle onto the mattress.
He shot a panicked look at the impressive tent in brother’s pants. There were times, like this, that Olivia regretted Alex Louis was her brother. It wasn’t often one found a man so well endowed. “Um, not to sound like a frightened little girl here,” Mustang stammered, “but I’m not sure what you two have in mind next. It’s been nice and all and yeah, Hughes and I did stuff but neither one of us looked quite so…manly.”
“Like a girl?” Olivia growled.
“Let me rephrase, no offense Alex Louis, that is not going in my ass. I treasure my ability to walk right,” Roy held up a finger.
Alex Louis didn’t seem offended as he opened his trousers. “We won’t do anything you don’t want to.”
“You, I trust, Alex Louis,” Mustang said, awkwardly getting onto his knees, crawling to the edge of the bed as Alex Louis kicked off his pants.
Mustang licked the head of Alex Louis’s cock, his tongue fucking the slit. Olivia felt shocked at how hot that made her. She was equally surprised that Mustang could get that talented mouth of his opened wide enough to suck her brother down with amazing gusto. While Mustang was licking and teasing her brother, she got the strap on out of the bed stand drawer. Olivia tickled her own clit after adjusting her strap on’s harness, just to stoke her own fires. Mustang was so involved with his ponderous task; he didn’t notice her greasing up the shaft of the strap on.
He suddenly seemed aware of her when she slipped her slicked fingers between his cheeks and rimmed his asshole. Alex Louis popped free of Roy’s mouth as the man looked back at her. His surprised, nervous look returned when he saw the strap on.
“Another longstanding Armstrong technique is to let yourself be completely at someone else’s control and trust in them,” Olivia said. “Also in completely opening your body, you learn pleasure spots you didn’t know you had.”
“Oh, I know some of the ones I have back there.” He grinned at her, wiggling his backside in invitation.
Olivia took it. She slipped a finger into him and then another, stretching the tight ring of muscle. Roy groaned then went back sucking off Alex Louis. She came again almost as soon as she pushed the strap on into Mustang. She fucked him hard, amazed that he not only took it but pushed against her greedily. She reached around, stroking him as she pounded into him. The one thing she always worried about was hurting someone since the strap on gave her no sensory feedback but Roy didn’t seem in any trouble. He had turned into a little wild thing that she and her brother had to struggle to temper. Maybe the Mustang’s had a few family techniques they needed to pass along.
Alex Louis’s hand fisted in Mustang’s hair as he tried to pull back. Roy wouldn’t let him, drinking the man down as he came with a bellow Olivia was sure they heard all the way to the Eastern border. When Mustang let Alex Louis go, Olivia pulled out of him, sitting back on the bed. She pulled him back onto her lap, the strap on gliding back in. She let Roy fuck himself on that rigid shaft. He parted his legs in an invitation that Alex Louis took. Her brother stretched out on the bed, taking Mustang’s dusky shaft into his mouth.
“The moustache tickles,” Roy snickered breathlessly.
“Some people like that,” Olivia said.
Roy didn’t respond at least not verbally. His head slammed into her shoulder as his back arched. He came noisily. Afterwards she let him slip off her and Mustang sprawled on the bed.
“See, we didn’t break you.” She poked his belly. “And you probably learned something.”
“And had a few things to teach of your own,” Alex Louis added.
Roy grinned. “You know the sorts of businesses my mother runs. I picked up stuff…” he yawned. “Early on.”
Olivia gave his balls a tickle. “Rest up. The night’s young. We’re going to find out just how adventuresome you really are.”
Mustang’s only answer was that wide-eyed look that was somehow so beguiling on him.
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