Okay 2nd chapter is up. Can't wait until Christmas time, I've already got ideas in my head.

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Chapter 2
Falling In Love

Riza snuggled under the warm sheets. She sighed as Roy wrapped his arm around her waist. He nuzzled her gently, and she smiled.

"How was that, Riza?"

"I enjoyed it."

"But I shouldn't have done that . . ."

"Why?"

"You were a virgin."

"It was obvious?" she blushed. "Was I inadequete?" She became deeply embarassed, closing her eyes.

"Are you kidding? You were amazing . . . " he praised. "How'd you know how to do all that?"

"Instinct I suppose." she shrugged.

"Well, your instincts are right on target."

"Thank you . . . Roy." she murmmered.

"No problem." he chuckled. He sighed, then became silent. "Do you enjoy your . . . occupation?" Now she was silent.

"I don't enjoy being owned, being a slave. To be supposedly forced . . . " she explained. "But I enjoy making love to you."

"I'm glad."

Riza walked around the huge kingdom. It was finely decorated, she watched in awe. That is, until she was pushed violently down.

"What do you think you're doing slave?" King Mustang shouted. Riza seethed, wanting to hall off and slap the man. Then she decided to do it. The man, surprised, jumped up and raised his hand to beat her.

"What do you think you're doing?" Roy shouted, directing it at his father.

"This slave abused me for no reason!" Riza's jaw dropped, blaming it on the next guy. Damn him.

"I have a hard time believing that." Roy spat. "Leave Riza alone."

"You're taking the whore's side?" Roy clenched is fist, ready to punch him.

"Settle down you two!" the Queen shouted, hustling down the hallway. "Charles! Now apologize to Miss Riza."

"What?"

"Apologize. Now." she fumed. "I don't believe your lies." He mumbled something.

"What was that?" Roy questioned.

"I am sorry, Miss Riza." he growled. Riza nodded, and the Queen was satisfied.

"I do apologize for my husband's behavior." she said, turning to Riza.

"Its fine." Riza lied.

"No it isn't." the Queen protested. "Please, allow me to make it up to you."

"No, you don't have to do that. Really, I'm fine."

"I still will make it up to you. I'll think of something." She declared.

Riza sat in the red tufted room reading a book. Morning doves were cooing their impatience at the hot sun. However, Riza began to notice a white cloud covering up the bright sphere. She was so unfocused in the dim lit room, she didn't notice Roy walking in.

"Why, hello there."

"Roy? Is there something the matter?"

"No, just wanted to see you." She blushed, sitting on the bed next to him.

"Are you all right? You seem . . . tense." she questioned.

"Yeah, just a little." he grumbled, running his hands through his dark hair. "My dad's getting on my case . . ."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, that damned bastard." He sat on the bed near her, putting his hands over his face.

"Well then, is there something I can do for you?" she murmmered rather seductively. He smiled, his hands still covering his face. She trailed kisses down his neck then back up again. She caught his ear with her teeth, gently tugging it. He let out a pleasant groan as her hand fluttered down to his growing erection. It was a wonder to him about how easily she turned him on.

"Riza . . ." Her hands undid his pants, tugging the thick clothing outwards after he helped her. She let her hands glide down his length through his boxers. A moan escaped from deep within his throat. She took his boxers by her teeth, now gliding the boxers off. "Holy-"

Her fingers now tickled his member, grazing up, down, side-to-side. He squirmed now that she took him into her soft hands and rubbed him. She knealed down between his legs, a devious smirk spread across her face. Tension built up as she used her tounge to massage him.

"Naah, Riza." he mumbled. He stiffened as his member was enclosed into her mouth. She wickedly sucked then stopped abruptly, making him groan in impatience. She began to work again, only stopping for short-periods of time to kiss the head or lap him. He gripped the sheets and gritted his teeth at the built-up tension in his lower abdomen. But, to his surpise, she stopped suddenly. "Rizaaa . . . " he whined.

"Quiet." she commanded. "Lay down on the bed so I can finsih." she snickered. He obeyed, and sprawled himself onto the cool bed. She got up on the bed with him, leaning to finish her work. But this time he cut her direction off. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing." he croaked, his voice filled with lust. "Just wanting to do something . . ." He took her by the hips, having her sit just above his erection.

"This is for you, not me." she giggled. She moved back, unaware that she had moved into a straddling position.

Fell for it, he nearly laughed. He caught her by the hip again, and held her there.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Nothing." he lied, trying to look innocent. His right hand moved under her skirt, reaching a pair of lacy panties. His fingers reached her folds, rubbing them with the gentlest of care. She froze, feeling that he had found the source of her female pleasure. Her head swam with confusion and looked down at his face, a triumphant smirk smeared on his lips. "How's that feel?"

"It feels . . . naah . . . Roy this is supposed to be for you." she breathed. He darted another finger into her, causing her to moan. "But I want this so bad."

"I know you do."

"I want you.

"I want you too, Riza." He pressed down on her clit ever so slightly wiggling his finger, then used his other hand to try to pull the panties off. However, he pulled to hard, and ended up ripping them off. He moved his hands to her rest on her hips once again. She shuddered, feeling his hands lift her body up even though he was still lying down. She felt her knees going weak, which was worrying her since she was laying on them. She looked down, and found that she was hovering over his member, only about an inch away. Taking her sides, he dragged her body down very slowly, until his head had touched her folds. She looked up towards the cieling, groaning as he continued to invite himself into her. "That's it Riza, good girl . . ." She accepted him in, breathing heavily as he reached under her blouse to play with her breasts.

"I get to stay on top this time . . ." she panted.

"Of course." he grinned. With a desperate whimper, she thrusted again and again. Sweat slid down her curvy nude body, down onto his. He let his index finger rub her as she pushed onto him, letting him get deeper into her. "Aaah, Riza . . ." He looked up at her, moisture glistening on her body. Her hair was messed up, as if unkempt, and slightly frizzy from the heat they had created. Her wine colored eyes were closed, and her mouth slightly open as she let out fascinating noises that aroused him even further. She was purely beautiful, and realized that he didn't remember taking her blouse or bra off, let alone the skirt. He closed his eyes, slightly bucking as she became slightly tighter with the climax. She was so beautiful, no, gorgeous that he was losing memory.

"Roy I-" but was cut off by a muffled cry of pleasure. His length penetrated her deeply, but he was also wide so that he stretched her out beyond belief. The dim light of the room made everything seem quiet, except for the noise they were making. It was just them, making love, to deepen their emotional connection. Her hands rested onto his chest, looking down at him, which by now he had oppened his eyes. His hands gripped her thighs, hers gripped his arms.

"Riza, now." She nodded, now speeding up the session. The quiet slide that had taken place was replaced by a slap, satisfying the both of them. She grunted each time she pressed down on him, feeling that she was coming close to her moment.

"Roy are you getting close?" she puffed.

"Not as close as you." he convulsed, smiling. She let her nails dig into his arms, scratching upward. She let out a cry as she felt the momentum finally release, shaking her body. Her warm self tightened around him, letting Roy moan as it caused him to feel the flames of burning passion eplosde from his lower abdomen. The heat quickly spread across his body, making his muscles relax. Her body layed onto his from fatigue. Her breasts pressed onto his chest, her face buried into his neck. "Do you enjoy sleeping like this?" he teased.

"Uh-huh." she answered, her voice muffled by the taut skin of his neck. They slowly drifted off, wrapped up in eachother's embrace.

Sorry it took such a long time. I've been extra busy. There's gonna be more drama next chapter, so get ready!

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