Hello!
For this one I've been inspired by this fanart by 小崎 on pixiv, where you can see Breda looking at Roy and Riza kissing (the link to the tumblr where I found it capthawkeye. tumblr post /157781201126 /guys-weve-done-it-weve-created-the-best-royai)
Ahead you'll find: kisses, caresses, romance, and team Mustang finding out.
I hope you'll enjoy!
Breda, key witness
Breda stepped nonchalantly in Mustang's office, a report in his hand.
"Gen..." he began.
The rest of his sentence stayed in his throat as he froze. His eyes grew wide and he tried to process the sight in front of him.
Roy Mustang and Riza Hawkeye were kissing. It wasn't an innocent peck on the lips like friends or family could give each other, but the kind of kiss that only lovers could exchange. The General was holding Hawkeye's hand, their lips were sealed together, and eyes closed, they seemed to enjoy the moment.
Mustang's sigh and Hawkeye's small moan woke up Breda. Feeling heat upon his cheeks, he turned and walked back in the main office, carefully closing the door behind him. Havoc and Fuery rose their heads, but he stayed silent and sat, still shaken by what he'd just seen.
A few minutes later, he regained his spirit and took an envelope from a drawer. He wrote with a few stokes 'Captain Vato Falman, Briggs Fort', added two banknotes and a short note. 'Well seen!'
Took two more banknotes and rose.
"Fuery, we've said 2000 cenzs, right?"
"About what?" The Warrant officer asked.
"About them," Breda replied, waving to Mustang's door. "Havoc, you have to pay too."
Havoc frowned, wondering what his colleague meant. Then, realisation struck upon him. He suddenly rose from his seat and roared with joy.
"At last!"
Riza gripped the back of Roy's uniform, feeling her knees weakening. His lips on hers, sweet and hungry, were addictive. She closed the distance between them, as close they could be, and smelt his scent of sweat and fire she loved. Her mouth opened under the caresses of his tongue, letting it enter. Riza moaned as the kiss deepened and became more passionate.
A small part of her mind was shouting 'It's not the place! It's not the time!' but the rest had given up, enjoying the sensations that Roy awoke in her. She let another moan escape her mouth, more languid than the previous, and a pleasant heat spread on her skin, mostly in her lower belly.
One last coherent thought told her to stop. They shouldn't do that. Not here. But Roy was talented, and her mind weakened under his caresses, on her back, over her rear, under her shirt.
"Roy," she sighed when his lips left hers to kiss swiftly her jawline, her throat, giving her delightful thrills in all her body.
He was driving her crazy, and she couldn't do anything against it. She felt so good when he had the control that she didn't want to stop him.
However, Havoc happy roar disrupted their burning embrace.
"Didn't someone enter the office?" Roy asked in a restrained voice.
"I think it was Breda." She whispered, panting.
"Well, you can say we've been caught red handed."
They exchanged a glance and smiled. Riza melted at Roy's affection and stepped back reluctantly. He kept her hand and gave her a kiss in the crook of her wrist, his eyes in hers, darkened by desire.
"There will be another time, Riza."
She shuddered as she heard his promising voice.
"For now, we have to tell them, and act as if we weren't close to..."
"Give in to the temptation?"
She smirked, amused, and adjusted her uniform. He did the same, sighing, and fixed his hair dishevelled by her hands. As appropriate as they could look, they left the office, ready to answer to the questions of their subordinates.
