I do not own FMA. Enjoy!
"Are you kidding me, Riza?"
"Hmm? I don't see a problem, Maria."
The teasing tone that the sniper had with the bare woman whose head was currently resting on her lap was met with an long suffering look, lifting her hand to gesture towards the item Riza had resting between her pointer and middle fingers. "That's my issue here," Maria replied, the smell of cigarette smoke slowly beginning to fill the air.
While Riza wasn't going to be out smoking Jean Havoc anytime soon, it was a little known fact that she enjoyed a cigarette every once in a while. She'd started not long after coming home from Ishval as a way to cope with the stress, a habit that nearly became an addiction that she was able to break after a year or so. Despite her general abstinence from the toxic items, she'd be lying if she said she didn't quell her occasional cravings for one from time to time. They did tend to calm her down, after all, and as long as she didn't go through multiple packs a day, she figured she wouldn't suffer any of the more lethal side effects to smoking.
Of course, the fact that Maria Ross apparently had a certain affinity to Riza's habit was also a good excuse to keep lighting up.
She'd accidentally discovered this one night after a particularly long and stressful day at the office, Maria coming to Riza's apartment for another of their nightly "get togethers" to discover the blonde on the couch with a cigarette dangling from her mouth. When Riza caught her staring, she went to put it out with the thought that Maria didn't like it, but was quickly proven wrong when the woman crossed the room and began kissing her neck with fervor, sheepishly explaining later that she'd always had a slight attraction to smoking, one that hadn't made her act quite like that in a very long time.
Naturally, Riza had used this information to her benefit ever since finding it out, always making sure a cigarette was in her hand or on her lips on the nights she knew Maria would want some "special attention" from her lover.
"What, this?" Riza teased, grinning widely before taking a drag and slowly blowing out the smoke, noticing how intensely her lover looked up at her as she did so with a smirk. "I thought you liked it, beauty; Isn't that how we ended up in bed tonight?" She said, tone innocent as she watched Maria blush slightly.
"I don't just like it- I love it. We just got done, and you're gonna tease me again? How cruel," Maria replied, pouting slightly, stopping when its intended job of making Riza laugh worked.
"Hmm, I think you'll be ok," she teased, smirking before going back to her job of finishing the cigarette. She could still feel Maria's gaze on her as the opposite end of the cigarette was slowly whittled down, getting a small hint of satisfaction when she heard Maria sigh in exasperation, this feeling quickly becoming surprise when her lover sat up and readjusted herself so that she straddled Riza, the look in her eyes clear that the sniper's actions had fully gotten to her.
"You won't even let me finish first?" Riza murmured, her voice pure velvet and seduction as Maria's lips found her neck.
"Funny- I thought you liked it when I finished before you," Maria murmured back, her companion realizing the double meaning in her words not a second before she felt her lover's fingers dancing up her inner thigh.
Yes, it seemed that cigarettes were a powerful aphrodisiac indeed.