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Couple Of this Fic: RoyXRiza
Comically Dirty. Don't like, Don't read.
Roy was buttoning up his shirt as Riza was fixing her hair back into a clip. She looked into the mirror and reapplied her lipstick, while Mustang was putting the buckle back onto his pants. It was only a half hour ago when Riza had came into deliver papers to Mustang, and it seems they had done a little more until, that is, Maes called and interrupted them.
"Sir, we can get in a lot of trouble for this." She said as she was straightening her jacket. He walked up behind her and grabbed her by the waist, whispering into her ear.
"So you want to stop?" She smiled, and shook her head.
"No way in hell." The door started to open and Roy released his grip on her, and grabbed some papers, pretending to read them. Riza put her hands behind her back.
"Erhm, these are your papers sir." Roy nodded, and stopped himself from laughing at their poor excuse for an alibi. Maes peeked his head through the door, always being the one to ruin the moment.
"Hello, Mustang. I assume you've been reading those papers. Mind if we have a chat?" Riza was already scurrying to slip herself out the door, excusing her self. She closed it behind her, and Hughes sat in front of Roy's desk. Roy too, took a seat and began to flip through all the different papers in the folder. The silence was unnerving, but neither men thought it was necessary to talk, because Roy already knew Maes was catching on. He noticed Roy's sweat, his messed up hair, and that little smudge of lipstick in the corner of his mouth that he had neglected to wipe off.
Maes had known for a while, yes, but it was the first time he was confronting Roy about it.
"So again, eh?" He asked. Roy leaned back in his chair and put his feet on the desk.
"These papers aren't the only thing I do at this desk."