RoyAi Collection

Chapter 21

Bedtime Reading

Riza crawled into bed and ran her hand up Roy's leg and pushed aside his expensive sheets. She saw his eyes flit up from his reading material and an eyebrow rise suggestively. She was more interested in cuddling than sex so ,as an answer to his unspoken question, she laid down on him and put her head on his bare chest. She looked up at the unmarked manuscript above her head and flicked it with her finger. "What are you reading?"

"Breda's latest fanfiction." Roy replied and lifted the reading material up so she could see Breda's handwriting. "Do you want me to read you some of my favorite parts?"

Riza groaned and closed her eyes as she pressed her head against his chest. "No. I don't want to hear about your delicious abs from any other source other than my own mind."

Roy brushed back her hair from her face so he could see her smile. "I'd like to hear what you have to say about my 'delicious abs'. For research. I'm a beta reader, I have to find out what the female point of view is. Delicious, hmmm?"

She ran her hand over his firm abdominal muscles and traced their definitive lines with her finger. "I want to know why he has first hand knowledge of how amazing these are."

"You should visit the men's locker room when Alex Armstrong is visiting East City. Lots of compliments and flexing." Roy looked back at the manuscript. "Breda is having him draw the cover for this work."

"What's it about?" Riza looked back up at him. "If it's 50 pages of drawings of Amestrian military men in the locker room, I might have to take a look."

"It's an AU Story." Roy ran his fingers through her hair. "I'm a fireman."

Riza giggled. "Did he co-write this with Elicia?"

"I have a dog who rides in the firetruck with me." Roy said and smiled. "Black Hayate rides shotgun."

"Awww…" Riza continued to run her hands over his delightful abs. "Am I the cat stuck up a tree?"

"You're a cop. Havoc is your partner who takes his shirt off a lot. A Lot. Three people have been shot just so Jean can take care of the bleeding with his shirt and bystanders can bask in the glow of his amazing biceps." Roy said with a shake of his head. Breda was really trying hard to score his best friend a girlfriend.

"Jean is pretty." Riza said and looked up as she heard the annoyed huff from the semi-nude man she was currently stroking and laying in bed with. "Well, do you take off your shirt…Mr. Fireman?"

"Clearly I have a better understanding of safety issues and dress code requirements than he does." Roy said dryly and flipped a page in annoyance.

Riza snorted. "Well that's as out of character as you can get. Give me that pen so I can write some notes to the author…"

Roy stuck his tongue out at her and then gave her a smirk. "Arrest me for being a public endangerment."

"You better be quoting that story." She said and he nodded.

"It's actually one of his better ones. It's got a plot. Falman is a arson investigator and the Elrics are the arsonists."

"Are you kidding?" Riza chuckled. She knew Heymans was a little too quiet and dilligent about his work this week, clearly he wasn't filling out forms like she thought.

"What? They burnt their house down…it's canon." Roy said and flipped to the page he had book marked. "Here is where we meet. You have the miscreants in the back of your police car and you're trying to bring them home to Mom, but the house is a pile of ash."

She looked up at him, resting her chin on his chest. He had that mischievous grin on his face that was an indicator that he was going to use his most sexy tone to read this excerpt to her. She didn't mind, she loved when he shared what he was reading to her. Usually it was alchemy or work, fanfiction allowed him to get creative and utilize his voice acting talents.

"Riza wasn't prepared for him anymore than she was prepared to see the Elric home as a pile of burning rumble. The fireman was a something out of a romance novel or pin-up calendar that the girls would hang in the locker room. He was in the process of taking off his protective gear, the outer shell of fire-proof material that shielded him from the inferno of a raging fire…but did nothing to protect her from the scorching hot body that was hiding underneath.."

Riza watched him break down laughing, his chest shaking underneath her as he lost his ability to maintain a straight face while reading. It was a pure and innocent laugh, his face no longer showed those lines of stress or weariness from the life that wore him down as he embraced the ability to just laugh. She smiled, delighting in the sounds and feel of him just enjoying the moment.

Finally, Roy took a deep breath and rubbed his eyes to continue reading. It took a few tries before he could chase away the desire to just erode into a laughing mess instead of a professional narrator. "His body was covered in soot and ash, the smokey aroma of him triggered her brain to increase her heartrate, as the smell of fire alerted her body to the environmental danger. As she took in a deep breath of his scent, she knew that the danger wasn't from the sizzling home but from this scorching hot specimen of man in front of her. He resonated with heat, she wanted to convince herself it was his body temperature from being exposed to the house fire, but she knew it was her own body…."

He broke down laughing again and she bit her lip as he tried to finish his sentence though fits of giggles.

"Her own body….generating a heat for him. If spontaneous human combustion was possible, she would have been a victim right then and there. She…"

Riza could barely understand the words he was choking out.

"She….she wanted that fireman to enter her and put the fire out…"

And finally the manuscript fell from his hand and his laughing overrode any attempts to stifle it. He was laughing so hard that tears streamed down his cheeks and his chest convulsed under her. She finally had to sit up as it was no longer comfortable to be laying on him. She put Breda's masterpiece on the nightstand and turned back to kiss Roy's forehead as he struggled to breathe. "I think you've read enough tonight."

"No.." He whimpered as he wiped away tears with his sheets. "It gets better…"

"I think that is all you can handle tonight." She clicked off the light and laid down. Immediately, he was beside her and giggling and sniffling in the darkness.

"Do you have a fire that needs to be extinguished…I can get my hose out..."

And he was suddenly in her pillow trying to suffocate himself to stop the laughter. She couldn't stop smiling as she pet her hair. She couldn't blame him for wanting to enjoy the moment for a little while longer, even if he was getting her pillow wet with tears and snot because he was laughing so hard. "Tell me he doesn't have me threaten to use my handcuffs and the back seat..."

Roy wiped away his tears and sniffled. He had to really focus as he summarized the car sex scene. "I'm so hot it's illegal."

Riza looked over at the manuscript as Roy started laughing again and went back to trying to suffocate himself in her pillow. She would have to get her hands on Armstrong's sketches when he was done with them, she knew Alex wouldn't just sketch a cover...he'd probably sketch everything of importance in the story. For now she turned out the light and settled back down into bed, listening to sniffles and giggles from the man beside her.