"So Done"
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Full-Metal Alchemist or its characters. They belong to Funimation. :D
Summary: Roy catches his girlfriend Chii (OC) in a particularly bad mood. Can the flame alchemist cool her down? Fluffiness and implied sex. Specially written for my presently cranky sister.
Author's Note: Dear Motosuwa is undergoing quite a bit of drama. I really hope this helps. I love you sis!
The commute that came with living off of the military-base was a small price to pay to be allowed to live with his girlfriend and co-worker without having to be reprimanded for fraternization. The short drive provided him enough time to leave his work at work where it belonged. The sinuous roads to his shared town-home wound his mind down into a relaxed state. That evening he strode into his town-home in such a zen-like state that he was severely startled and yet so slow-moving when a vase broke beside his head.
"Jesus Christ woman are you trying to kill me?!" He shouted finally tracing the invisible line of fire back to his live-in girlfriend. The woman in question stood breathing heavily with her arms crossed in front of her enormous chest. Her blonde hair fell messily around her flushed face. She had been pacing, probably for several hours.
"Great! Another casualty!" Chii Motosuwa growled into the dusky foyer. "Just what we need! More dead men!" Suddenly Roy knew what all of this was about. This was about the latest Ishvalan hostage crisis. "Not to mention our dishwasher is fucking broken!" She threw down a sauce encrusted plate. It shattered on the hardwood into multiple jagged fragments around her feet. Roy stepped over them crushing them under his boot. The zen had returned to his eyes as he advanced towards her. "I hate this place! I hate this dishwasher! I hate this god damned war! And right now I kind of y-" Her ranting was interrupted with soft familiar lips against hers. Her first instinct was rage but it soon gave into her inner desire for her boyfriend to hold her.
The dark-haired man wrapped a firm arm around her waist pulling her closer into the kiss. He licked her lower lip and she opened for him with a sigh. Their tongues danced together wetly as the two lovers tangled around one another. Roy pulled away shortly. "I hate it here too. But I don't hate all of it. I love that this war has brought me to you." he whispered into her lips. He continued trailing kisses along her jaw and down her neck. He breathed hotly into the hollow of her shoulder.
"Yes but is it worth so much death?" she whispered. Trailing back up her neck, Roy could feel the tears rolling down her face. He lapped at them pointedly with his tongue, swallowing the essence of her raw emotion. He loved how incredibly sensitive and empathetic the blonde could be. He needed someone like her to ground him and make him remember his humanity. "This isn't fair. This isn't equivalent exchange." Chii huffed pragmatically in terms the less humane version of Roy could understand.
Roy's eyes grew dark. He said the only thing he knew to say. "You are the most important thing in the world to me. To me you are worth everything." Somehow those words were so wrong and so right at the same time. "Come on." Roy picked her up at her knees and Chii draped her arms around his neck trusting him to make everything better. Kissing her all along her jawline he carried her off to their bedroom whispering all of his lovely sentiments. Everything she needed to distract herself.
