Title: Discipline.
Fandom:FMA.
Characters: Havoc, Dorochet.
Rating: R.
Genre: Humor.
Notes: Second drabble requested. For raindrop150. Sort of a sequel to her other requested drabble, Worse Than the Bark, which can be found at my AFF account. See what you make me do? See?

Discipline.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

Havoc looks over the remains of his living room, wondering what kind of horrible, blasphemous, unforgivable sin he indulged in during his past life to deserve this. Dorochet stands amidst it all, sword held in a loose grip as he glares at the sorry remains of the offending couch. Havoc likes that couch. Or rather, liked, given there's not much left of it, except a few loose springs and a ton of fluff that's decorating the room rather artistically.

"Why did the couch have to die?" He asks with a certain vexation in his voice, though it comes out as a petulant whine.

Dorochet sniffs disdainfully, sliding the sword back into its sheath and letting out a snort.

"Because," He says gruffly, because the other explanation - It reeked of the times you and Mustang rutted on it and the stench didn't let me sleep in peace - is not very convincing, not even to himself.

"Oh for the love of fuck!" Havoc fumbles around his uniform in search for his pack and his lighter; twenty seconds later he inhales the sweet, calming scent of nicotine. Dorochet screws his nose at it, but refuses to comment, because he doesn't think the blond is above throwing him out of the apartment right now if he does or say anything else. "You... screw it, Mustang owes me a new one."

Dorochet snorts, because fucking Mustang is the fucking answer to every fucking problem. Before he can work up a whole thunderstorm, though, Havoc leaves him gaping with a last comment that's certainly more than a threat.

"And you... fuck, you and that leash are getting acquainted, mister."

Dorochet thinks that yes, yes, that's a very good idea and then gets to the bedroom and into the bed, and then it's just the enveloping scent of them. He doesn't even whine when Havoc cracks the leash the first time.