I Think You're Sexy... Don't Hold it Against Me.
The good part about Hughes wanting him to sweat instead of spraying him with water was that it kept Ed warm enough without his shirt. The bad part was that they constantly had to stop filming so that he could work out. One such time, Ed couldn’t help but notice Hughes glancing behind him again. Following his gaze, Ed saw Roy leaning against the doorway. He was watching? He wasn’t even in the scene. In fact, the only people in the scene were Ed and the episode’s villain. There wasn’t anything in the scene that’d be interesting to watch…except Ed, who was becoming all too aware that he was missing his shirt. He turned back around with a blush now decorating his cheeks. Roy was watching him? And Hughes knew. Was that why they were playing the scene over and over instead of filming in parts or with multiple cameras? Hughes kept having Ed’s shirt torn off for his friend’s amusement.
This wasn’t the first time Ed had realized Roy was watching him, but it was the first time he felt more like he was putting on a show for the other man’s enjoyment than that Roy was taking too long of a glance while Ed was filming. Well then, if Roy wanted a show, he’d get a show.
Since their last photoshoot Ed knew Roy was attracted to him too. He now knew he wasn’t making arrogant assumptions when he thought Roy was checking him out on set, and that gave him the confidence to not feel foolish when he purposefully stretched his arms above his head and twisted his body so that Roy would get a good view of his shirtless chest. From his stretch it was all too easy to drop his hands down to the ground in a stretch that let his leather pants pull even tighter over his thighs and butt. He and Al had discussed what Ed should do the next time he caught Roy staring, but that didn’t stop Ed from hesitating before doing the next part of their plan. No matter how sexy Al said it would be, Ed still felt self-conscious something so out of the norm for Roy’s attention. Sometimes it was still hard to believe that Roy wanted to watch him, but Ed knew that he did. He had proof. And he kept that thought in mind as he kept his hands on the ground supporting some of his weight as he let his stance widen and widen until he was sinking down into a perfect split on the floor. This wouldn’t build up as much of a sweat as lifting the props, but Ed didn’t think Hughes would mind with the way he kept looking at the door. Ed was having a hard time not glancing back at Roy himself. Maybe he could chance a small peek…
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Ed was stretching now, giving Roy a good eye full of his bare chest. Then he dropped down, and the leather pants looked like they were barely enough to keep his ass contained. Roy's eyes moved lower, down across the swell of Ed's ass and to his thighs. Oh, dear god, he was so flexible. Roy almost wanted to kick himself for watching to begin with because now all he could think about was how nice that flexibility would be in the bedroom. Ed's legs would easily go over his shoulders, or better yet, those lovely legs could be pushed all the way up to his chest.
Unless he wanted all the blood flow in his brain to head south, he needed to walk away, yet Roy felt stuck in his spot, unable to move. All he could manage was to stay stuck in his spot and watch the show. Something clicked right then. It seemed like he was being given his own private show. Was Ed doing this on purpose? One glance towards Hughes let Roy know how amused his friend was by this entire situation. Dammit. He felt torn between the irritating need to prove Hughes wrong and being grateful that the bastard had encouraged this to begin with.
Then those lovely legs lowered into the finest split Roy had ever seen. Did his jaw drop? Was his mouth hanging open? He hoped not. How Ed had managed it while wearing those tight leather pants, he didn't know. But now he was sure Ed had caught on to him. Normally, when he watched, Ed occasionally looked suspicious but oh... something had shifted in their normal routine this time. Roy grinned and stood up straighter. Yeah... there was no way those extra bends and stretches were needed for the scene. These ones had a specific motive to them, and Roy was pretty sure he knew what that purpose served.
Well now, this was an interesting development...
