Written for Neko Erin who requested this in my request a drabble post in my LJ.
I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist.
Russle clicked his tongue and grinned. "I really was expecting more from the Fullmetal Alchemist."
Ed glared. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
Russle's eyes traveled up and down Ed's body. "For one, I was expecting more in the height category."
Ed sputtered angrily.
"I guess you're good looking enough. Though, no where near as great as me," Russle flicked his hair. "Your alchemist is okay, I suppose."
Ed glared. "Sit," he pointed to the ground.
Russle chuckled. "Not this again."
Ed's glare intensified. "Sit, bastard!" He stomped on Russle's foot with his left one, then pushed the taller boy down.
Leaning over him, Edward captured his lips with his own, and pulled away when Russle began to respond.
"Ha! Beat that," Ed gloated, and Russle smirked.
He grabbed Ed by the back of his head, pulled him close, kissed him deeply, and then flipped him over so Ed's back was on the ground and the top of Russle's body was over Ed's, while his legs were still twisted under.
"I thought he'd be more dominating, too," Russle said smugly.
If looks could kill, Russle would've been dead several times by now.
Con Crit more than welcome. Flames will be mocked.