So this is the last chapter to my very first fanfiction. I could probably continue it, but there's just not much more to say. I really hope everyone enjoyed this, and thanks to everyone who followed and favorited last chapter. While this is the end of this fanfic, this is certainly not the end of me, so if you have anything to say, make sure to review, I'd really appreciate it.

This time, the grey shroud of night still shadowed the room as Roy rubbed the sleep from his eyes, yawning widely. Again, his lieutenant was dozing peacefully beside him, her body curled against his. He laid a gentle palm on her shoulder. Her dark eyes blearily opened. Sighing, she turned her head to face him. "I had a good time last night, Roy."

"So did I".

Her head fell back against the pillow in a flurry of golden strands. His own head laid back, adjacent to hers, and they rested there, both content in the other's warm presence. The sun peeked above the horizon, sending serene orange rays to wash over the curtain, flapping in the wind.

But as the bright orb in the sky continued its ascent, dusky clouds rushed to intercept it, clothing it in shadow. Gentle droplets of water splashed against the grey pavement, coloring it a darker shade. Soon, the ashen clouds lightened, and the raindrops were replaced by small flakes of snow, covering the streets with a blanket of frost.

Meanwhile, Roy yawned, and rose from the bed. Glancing at his pocket watch, he observed that the morning was progressing. Though he had work, the sheets of white enveloping the roads would certainly make it difficult to extract his car, and of course then he would have to force through a barrier of snow in order to get anywhere.

Even as he thought this, he felt a woman's breasts pressing up against his back, and a cheek resting against his shoulder.

"Morning, Roy," she whispered.

"Awful weather," he commented in reply.

"It sure makes it difficult to get to work," she agreed.

"Then maybe I don't mind it so much." He grinned, and turned around to behold his lieutenant her naked glory. Her pert breasts, her hair delicately spilling down her smooth back. Her petite form, the endless slope of her legs. He felt his cock stir in between his legs, and she noticed too, grasping it firmly between her fingers.

"God, Riza," he moaned, "I love you."

By way of response, she merely smiled and tilted her head up. He needed no further invitation, and let his lips touch hers, this time gradually, without an urgent need for passion or a sating of lust and desire. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, letting their tongues envelope each other in a warm, slow dance. Grasping her shoulders, he pulled her closer into him, letting their warmths intermingle as they kissed, letting each of their bodies feel the others intimately, but without rush. Her hand still traversed his shaft, stroking it and feeling it pulse with desire. Though there was no rush, there was also no need prolong a much-wanted climax.

His hands slowly traveled down her smooth back and gripped her firm ass. At this, she gasped into his mouth slightly, and feeling bolstered with confidence, he quickly grabbed her thighs and hoisted her in the air. As her creamy legs wrapped around his torso, he kissed her once more, intensely, and then climbed atop the bed, with her beneath him. He claimed her mouth with his own once more, and let his tongue tease her for a moment before departing, to kiss her shoulders, her neck, her collarbone, and continue further.

She gasped each time he administered a new body part with his tender tongue. Soon, he was kissing her cleavage, that narrow valley between her sizable, ripe breasts, and then took the nipple and suckled on it. Her breath caught in her throat in a whimper as his other hand caressed her other breast. But it was over as soon as it started, and his mouth continued its descent, down the expanse of her stomach, across her belly button, and finally reached its destination at the bush between her legs.

There was nothing that could compare with the feel of his tongue flicking around in the pit between her legs, and she cried out, moaning wildly with pleasure. Her body tensed as she reached her first climax of the day, letting loose a wail that probably woke the whole building. As she finished, gasping for air, he lay beside her with a content smile. But his cock was still hard, and day was not close to over. She smiled back mischievously, and climbed atop him, positioning herself above the long shaft.

She plunged herself into the erect member, and he gasped in pleasure as he could feel himself penetrate her, her soft folds closing around him. She rode him, gradually increasing speed, and he could feel his throbbing cock about to release itself into her. As he spurted his juices inside her, she gasped from the feel of the cool liquid and stiffened herself in her second orgasm of the day. They both cried each others name, and then she collapsed against his hard chest, both breathing heavily.

He could tell this was just the beginning to a long day, which in turn was the beginning to a long, long life.

So this is the end of my first fanfic. I realize it was fairly normal and didn't have too much going on, but my goal was mostly to just write well. Again, if you have any thoughts on this, or suggestions for me, or just compliments, questions, anything really, I would highly appreciate a review. And if you liked this, feel free to follow me as well, for my next projects coming along in the future.

-fantrasthic