Author's Note: WARNING! Small children cover your ears and eyes! This chapter is not appropriate for those delicate eyes and ears and… oh what the hell! It's not like you won't read it! Sheesh! Kids these days!
Chapter III: When Doves Cry
Colonel Roy Mustang's Office
1225 Local
Central
"Lieutenant?"
"Yes?" Riza asked looking up at Roy from her seat across from him. He shook his head. Riza looked down at her paperwork and shifted uncomfortably. This skirt was killing her and not to mention, the gun and her thong… ugh why did she have to wear them, the gun was chafing and the thong was just damn uncomfortable… agh the tortures of a woman… Riza tried to tug the skirt and adjust it a little, but she leaned the wrong way and in a flurry of papers she hit the floor with a thud. Riza closed her eyes to let the world stop spinning and when she opened them she looked up to see Roy's concerned face leaning over hers.
"Hawkeye? Why are you on the floor?"
"Uh I lost my balance sir…"
"I see." Roy said and offered her a hand. She took it and he helped her stand one hand settled on her waist while she swayed slightly.
"Thank you sir, you can let go now."
"Right." Roy reluctantly let go and Riza turned away from him. Roy walked to the other side of his desk and looking at the mess it was, he took one hand and swept all the rest of it onto the floor, before coming around the desk again and he whispered close to her ear,
"Dig if you will a picture of you and I engaged in a kiss…" Riza shivered at the last word as it played across her skin.
"I beg your pardon sir?" Riza asked as Roy sighed heavily on her neck, continuing,
"…The sweat of your body covers me,
Can you my darling… can you picture this?
Dream if you will a courtyard,
An ocean of violets in bloom…
Animals strike curious poses,
The feel the heat,
The heat between me and you…" Riza froze as Roy leaned against her and took the clip from her hair before he pressed his face into her long blonde locks and he sang huskily as his hands drifted to sit around her waist.
"How could you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world that's so cold,
Maybe I'm just too demanding,
Maybe I'm just like my father,
Typical,
Maybe you're just like my mother,
She's never satisfied,
Why do we scream at each other?
This is what it sounds like when doves cry,"
"Sir you… you're you have to stop it isn't…" Riza whispered. Roy seemed to ignore her as he turned her to face him quickly and held her against him tightly, he seemed to have lost his uniform jacket and his shirt was undone several of buttons.
"Touch if you will my stomach,
Feel how it trembles inside,
You've got the butterflies all tied up,
Don't make me chase you… even doves that cry…" Riza much to her surprise leaned back on the empty desk so she was laying on it while Roy continued singing and kissing her neck softly
"How could you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world that's so cold,
Maybe I'm just too demanding,
Maybe I'm just like my father,
Typical,
Maybe you're just like my mother,
She's never satisfied,
Why do we scream at each other?
This is what it sounds like when doves cry…" Roy's mouth was centimeters from hers and Riza wanted so badly to close the space when there was a knock at the door. Roy jumped off of her and began to button up his shirt.
"ENTER!" He called, while Riza still lay there on the desk shocked beyond belief… she had definitely fallen way too hard…
Well... ahem... what did you think? Should I keep a going or stop and cause you no further suffering?