The
mouth that set him ablaze
That first time they slept together, Mustang's mouth was everywhere. Ears, neck, chest, nipples, stomach, fingers, toes, knees, elbows, groin…Havoc had writhed with anticipation. Whenever it appeared that Havoc was about to come, Mustang pulled away, and Havoc felt like crying. The other man smirked at Havoc's flushed, embarrassed form for a moment, then closed his eyes and traced his hand down his chest, a strange satisfied smile on his face…