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Chapter 8

Riza stretched her arms and back, and let out a yawn as she stepped out of the carriage. She turned her head when she heard a chuckle and felt a hand curl around her waist, and she averted her attention to her husband with a smile.

"How do you feel, after sixteen hours of train ride and an hour of horse carriage ride?" He asked as he placed a kiss on her forehead.

"Hmm... tired. Xing is seven hours ahead of Amestris, yes?" She stifled another yawn as they walked towards their villa, and commented with a grin. "Here is such a nice place, feels pleasant and peaceful, and the view is beautiful, it's so different compared to Amestris."

"I'm glad you like it here. We're in the west-to-central of Xing, at the outskirts of the capital."

"Is this where your mother's from?" She asked, linking her arm with his.

"Hmm... we're in the same province." Roy replied, "She's from a different city."

Riza hummed. "Maybe we can go visit that place sometime."

He smiled down at his wife, then they put down their luggage once they entered the large, traditional Xingese villa that consisted a backyard and a garden (and Riza mentally gasped in amazement). "It's nineteen hours now, do you want to order room service or go out for dinner?"

"Room service?" She spoke with a sheepish smile as she took her heels off and wore the soft slippers provided, and walked around the interior of the villa. "As much as I want to go out and look around, I'm a bit tired, so I hope you don't mind..."

"Of course not." He walked over to her and kissed her forehead again. "Why don't you unpack your things first, I'll call for the room service. I'll just order something light on the menu."

She smiled a grateful one as she returned a kiss on his cheek. "Thank you."

"Well, that was delicious." Riza commented happily as she sipped on her tea after finishing her dinner. "Soup dumplings, shrimp fried rice, chicken and won-ton soup... Can't wait to try more dishes and the street food. Such a shame that there aren't any Xingese restaurant in Amestris."

"I'm glad you like the food," Roy said with a smile as he watched his wife with softened eyes, then chuckled. "There probably are Xingese restaurants in Central, but I doubt that it's good."

"Maybe you can do something about it then, Führer Mustang." She grinned and stood as she placed the now empty plates and bowls on the tray, then went over to the table near the entrance to place it down. "Now that I think about it, I should've ordered some dessert."

The raven-haired man gave her a grin as a hint of mischief flashed across his dark eyes. He gestured her to come over here, and grabbed her waist to pull her down so she was sitting on his lap, then pressed his lips against her neck and murmured against her porcelain skin. "I'd love to have some dessert."

"Roy!" She placed her hands on his broad shoulders and pushed him away slightly, then scowled down at him as she took a tissue and wiped her neck, then his lips. "You do realise that you just ate, right?"

He pouted in response and pulled her closer, enticing her to wrap her arms lightly around his neck so he could rest his head on her chest. She chuckled and lifted a hand to caress his soft, black hair. "You're just like Hayate."

He snorted, and closed his eyes and nuzzled closer, though his lips curled up when he felt her rest her cheek on the crown of his head. "Did I tell you that there's an outdoor hot spring, right outside the bathroom?"

"There is?" She immediately lifted her head.

He looked up and saw the excited expression displayed across her fair features, and laughed lightly as he nodded. "Do you want to go take a bath now?"

"I'll wait for a bit," She replied with a sheepish smile. "I'm still a bit full."

He simply chuckled, and placed another kiss on her neck, ignoring her protest.

Riza's honey hazel eyes widened the instant she opened the wooden-framed paper door and set her eyes on the wide and spacious hot spring. There were bamboo trees and tall plum blossom trees with white and pink flowers behind the hot spring, and a few paper lamps illuminating the area from the dark night sky.

A wide smile spreader across her lips and she shed the towel off her, placing it neatly aside before stepping out of the bathroom and stalked towards the spring. "A natural hot spring?" She muttered to herself as she noticed stone (stair-like) steps in the rock-bedded hot spring, and she slowly walked down the steps and heaved a relaxed sigh once her body was submerged in the hot water as she sat down, and she closed her eyes.

"Enjoying yourself, my dear?"

She cracked an eye open as she heard her husband chuckle as he stepped inside the hot spring. She smiled and rested her head on his shoulder when he settled next to her, "Very."

"I'm glad." He responded with a kiss on her damp, blonde hair. She turned her head and smiled a bright one at him, and tugged his arm, pulling him down slightly to press her lips against his soft ones, intending to give him a light and sweet kiss.

The kiss was gentle and sweet at first, much to her delight, though she started to feel a tinge of regret in her mind when he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her towards him and sat her on his thighs, and deepened the kiss as he cradled her head in his palm. She uttered a mental curse at herself, though she responded to the kiss eagerly, wrapping her arms around his neck. He smirked against her lips, then lightly bit on her plump, lower lip, enticing a tiny gasp from her, and slipped his tongue inside her mouth, entangling it with hers.

She felt her lungs aching for oxygen while her whole face started to heat up from the intimate kiss and the steam from the hot water, and sweat formed on the surface of her skin; her heart was beating rapidly, blood roaring in her ears and her head started to spin... She abruptly pulled away and rested her forehead on his shoulder, while panting heavily and heaving deep breaths with her eyes closed.

"Riza?" He caressed her hair lightly and asked, concern filling his voice while he too, panted.

"Sorry... I felt a bit light-headed."

"Ah... Sorry." He apologised sheepishly. "Do you want me to bring you some water?"

She shook her head. "No... I'll be fine in a minute."

He continued caressing her hair, then grinned down at her and said teasingly. "But I never knew that my kissing skills were that good, that it would make my lady dizzy."

"Or it may be the exact opposite," Riza muttered, facing up at him to raise a brow at him.

He pouted down at her, and nuzzled his nose with hers, then murmured against her lips. "I was just trying to have my dessert."

"Are you trying to make me faint?"

"My, you flatter me, Riza." He grinned boyishly, and sent her a playful wink as his hands moved to her shoulders, and slowly turned her so her back was against him and she was settled between his legs. He pressed his lips against her ear and murmured, "Relax, darling." He kissed her ear, and spoke with a lower tone. "Stop me if you don't feel well."

Her cheeks heated up again, and she swallowed the protest that was on the tip of her tongue and bashfully nodded.

His grin softened to a smile, and he kissed her cheek before trailing light, teasing kisses down her neck, where a faint scar was left from the promised day. He placed a tender kiss there before moving down to caress the scar on her shoulder with his lips.

Her breath hitched as he kissed and nipped her shoulder, then placed a hand on her forehead and pulled her head gently so she was resting her head on his shoulder, and he leant forward to press his lips against her pulse. He sucked and the flesh, enticing a sigh from her.

She could feel her heart picking its pace again, hammering against her ribcage, and blood rushed to her face, painting her cheeks a dark shade of scarlet. She bit her lip, forcing herself to inhale and exhale deeply. A moan escaped her lips when he suddenly placed his hands over her breasts, cupping them and fondling them, rolling her nipples around his fingers.

Her vision became slightly hazy as her mind was clouded with dizziness and pleasure, her breathing becoming rushed, but she didn't want the blissful sensation to stop as he kept a hand on her breast, pinching the erected bud, while his other one travelled to her nether region, and stroked her with a finger.

"R-Roy..." She managed as she placed her hand over the hand on her breasts, though she let out another moan as he continued to stroke her lightly and toyed with her clit.

"Do you want me to stop?" He murmured huskily, and she could feel his erected member pressed against her, between the cheeks of her arse.

'No.' She wanted to whimper but nodded her head instead. I might actually end up fainting, she thought to herself.

He planted a kiss on her cheek, and crossed his hands, settling them on her stomach.

"Sorry..." She muttered quietly while catching her breath, breathing in and out deeply.

"It's fine, shouldn't have forced you in the first place." He placed his lips on her temple and softly spoke, then chuckled. "I intended to help you relax, but I suppose it didn't help. Are you alright?"

She nodded and sighed, then said. "The hot spring is probably not the best place to be intimate, but I suppose you need some relaxation."

"Oh?" She could imagine a raised brow and a suggestive smirk on his lips as he hummed, nipping her ear lightly. "And how are you going to help me relax?"

She moved to sit next to him and nearly rolled her eyes at him. "Wipe those dirty thoughts out of your mind, Roy." She wrapped her arms around his waist, and pulled him towards her so he was sitting between her legs with his back was pressed against her front.

"Riza?"

She placed her hands on his shoulder, rubbing them. "Your shoulders are tight." She softly spoke, and he could feel her warm breath on his nape.

"This is what happens when you have too much paperwork." He moued while trying to ignore the feeling of her beaded nipples against his back. He groaned and sat lower so his head was laying on her soft breasts.

Riza smiled down at her husband, who was settled comfortably on her chest, and she planted a kiss on his raven hair, before continuing to massage his neck and shoulder.

He closed his eyes, murmuring a quiet 'thank you' as he placed a hand on her thigh while enjoying the massage, then asked. "Do you not have tight shoulders?"

"I do proper stretching after work every day, so no, not really." She replied, and she shook her head and batted her eyes when she felt her eyes droop as her consciousness slowly started to slip away. She stifled a yawn and continued rubbing his stiff shoulders. "You have to start doing stretches, then. They're rock-hard, Roy."

She felt drowsiness starting to take over mind, her eyelids growing heavier and her vision darkening. She heard a faint hum from him, though she disregarded it as her arms went slack and her eyes fluttered shut. As a chilly breeze blew, the trees rustled, the pleasant, peaceful sound ringing quietly in her mind; the spring water acted as a warm blanket, engulfing her whole body, and sleep took over.

"Hmm?" Roy raised a brow when he felt her hands on his shoulder stop moving and her forehead resting on the crown of his head, and he heard her breathing through her nose quietly at a steady pace. He chuckled lightly when he realised she was in slumber, and he slowly turned around, not wanting to startle her. He tapped her shoulder ever so slightly and softly called. "Riza?"

She murmured something, and leant on him, subconsciously trying to seek warmth from him. He smiled at the rare sight of his wife, and carefully curled an arm around her and placed the other under her legs, and stood, lifting her out of the hot water.

He walked quickly back to the room and wrapped a fluffy towel around her before placing her down on the bed. After finding her undergarments and her sleepwear, he slipped them on her and tucked her in before smiling down at her once more and planting a kiss on her forehead.

The last thing Riza remembered before she fell asleep was that she was in the hot spring with her husband, where she massaged his stiff shoulders. The next thing she knew the instant her eyes fluttered open, was that she was in bed, and her husband was sleeping soundly next to her.

She blinked as her eyes adjusted to the sunlight, and she turned to the man next to her, her lips curled up to a fond smile as she reached a hand up to ruffle his soft, black hair, then moved it down to cup the side of his head, caressing his cheek with the pad of her thumb. His eyes were closed, his brows relaxed, and his lips parted slightly as he snored lightly, his features and facial expression resembling an innocent child.

Her eyes softened, and she couldn't help but lean over to give him a peck on the lips. She raised a brow when she heard a soft chuckle, and she sheepishly smiled. "Did I wake you?"

"C'mere." A winsome grin appeared on his lips, and there was a glint of playfulness in his onyx eyes as he wrapped an arm around her and pulled her towards him, embracing her tightly, nuzzling his face in her hair. She let out a light-hearted laugh and hugged him back, her heart fluttering in delight, her mind still in a state of disbelief that she was married to the man she had admired, unknowingly enamoured of for so long.

Now that I think about it... Since when have I fell for this man? She pondered in her mind, while running her fingers in his soft hair, her fingers tenderly massaging his scalp.

'"What's on your mind, my dear?" He asked, pressing his lips against her shoulder, placing feather-light kisses, pulling her out her thoughts.

"N-Nothing."

"Hmm?" He hummed with a questioning tone and buttoned the first button of the shirt she was wearing and kissed and nipped her neck. "Is there something that you can't tell your husband?"

Husband. She embraced him tighter, emotions running wild in her as her heart leapt in joy upon hearing the word. It was the third day after the wedding, and the realisation of her officially becoming his wife finally hit her, hard; glee, blessedness, jitters filled her. She then recalled having meaningless crushes on the then fifteen-year-old boy, whose smile was the kindest and most sincere she had seen since her mother passed. She knitted her brows slightly and her eyes softened as the memory of Ishval filled her mind, and she remembered the despair-filled thoughts she had.

The very thought of her being a bride would've made her laugh after the god-damned war, but here she was, laying right next to him, giving her a kind of happiness she thought she would never be able to grasp. "Husband..." She murmured, then cupped his cheeks, making him look up at her with slightly widened eyes. She smiled a soft and loving one, before pressing her lips against his.

Their lips moved against each other's tenderly as they shared a sweet and gentle kiss, then pulled away. "Riza..." He spoke softly, though fluster was evident in his deep voice as his cheeks were tinted pink from her sudden affection.

She laughed a soft and light-hearted one, her voice reminding him of a twinkle of a bell. "You're acting as if I kissed you for the first time."

He chuckled and admitted sheepishly. "Just a bit surprised. Though," The grin returned as he leant his forehead against hers, "I can certainly get used to that."

She huffed in a jokingly manner, then kissed him again. He quickly responded by cradling her head in his hand, and deepened the kiss, gently tugging her lower lip between his teeth and slipping his tongue in her mouth to entangle with hers. His hands travelled south, then slipped under her shirt, holding her waist directly while rubbing circles on her soft skin with his thumb.

She sighed into his mouth at the sensation of the rough pads of his thumb on her skin, then stifled a moan when his hands crawled up to her plump breasts, kneading and fondling the two soft moulds, and his thumb brushed across her sensitive peaks.

They pulled away, and he smirked. "Now that I think about, I haven't had my dessert yet."

She placed her hands on his bare chest to push him away lightly. "Isn't it a bit too early for that?"

He licked his lips, "It's from last night." He released her breasts and slipped his hands out from her sleep shirt just to unbutton it, then laced a nipple in his mouth, flickering his tongue and nibbling on it, eliciting a soft moan from her as she reached a hand up to thread her fingers in his soft hair and grasped lightly.

"R-Roy..." Pleasured whimpers escaped her lips when he grabbed her arms and flipped over so she was under him, and he suckled on the bud while reaching a hand down to her panties, his fingers stroking her entrance teasingly, making her squirm under him.

He released the nipple and smirked up at her. "Looks like someone's ready."

She half glared at him with a light blush painting her cheeks, and he chuckled and pecked her lips before lifting her up slightly to pull her panties down. She retorted bashfully as she willingly lifted her hips up, "If only you can use this energy of yours, and put it on work."

"Hush, darling, we're on honeymoon." He played with her soft and wet womanhood and toyed with her clit, coating his fingers in her arousals, drawing another moan from her. "Work isn't exactly what I want to think about right now."

She responded with a whimper and grasped his soft hair again, her eyes squeezed shut. He suckled on her other nipple, rolling it between his teeth, kissing it, then released it with a pop, then trailed his lips up to plant kisses on her neck, jaw, then on her lips. He cradled her head once again, his thumb caressing her cheek with affectionate, and pressed his lips against hers for another heated kiss.

Their lips moved against each other's, tongues tangled and dancing for dominance. He groaned into her mouth when she slid her legs up, and her knee brushed across the bulge on his pants. He growled against her pink lips, and placed his hands on her knees and abruptly parted her legs, startling her as she gasped.

He cooed her name, showering her with loving kisses and placed another kiss on her lips before pulling his loose lounge pants and underwear, then thrust into her.

"Xie xie." Riza nodded and thanked happily as the food stall owner handed her her lamb skewer, though she shook her head and pushed his hand back lightly with a smile when he gave her the change. The owner blinked at her at first, then smiled back at her brightly with a nod as he thanked her again.

"Well someone looks happy." Roy teased with a grin when he noticed her merry expression as she ate her skewer. "I don't think I can ever forget the image of the First Lady walking down the streets happily with a meat skewer in her hand."

She narrowed her eyes at him and mocked a moue. "Fine by me."

He chuckled, and placed a hand on the crown of her head, caressing her shoulder-length blonde hair. He then leant down to blink at her and adverted his onyx eyes to the skewer.

She blinked back at him, then let out a light laugh as she lifted the skewer to his mouth. "You could've just taken a bite, you don't have to ask me." She watched him chew as her honey hazel eyes filled with fondness, and she chortled. "You really remind me of Hayate."

"Not sure if that makes me happy when you compare me with your dog." He raised a brow at her and grumbled.

"Our dog." She smiled. "Don't leave him and Fubuki out."

He blinked again, before smiling back at her. "Right."

"There're more tourists than I thought there'd be," Riza commented when she spotted a few golden heads amongst the crowds as they walked through the busy streets leisurely while taking another bite of her lamb skewer.

Roy nodded in agreement, then stopped and widened his eyes slightly when he noticed a particular blonde young man with a tiny panda settled on his shoulder, walking and chatting happily with a girl with braided black hair. He placed a hand on her shoulder and pointed. "Look, Riza. Isn't that...?"

"Hmm?" She threw the stick into a bin as she finished her skewer, and looked at the direction where her husband pointed at. "Alphonse and Princess Chang."

They watched the younger couple chatter, and they chuckled when the raven-haired girl squealed in delight and jumped to wrap her arms around the golden-haired young adult's neck when he said something. "Maybe we shouldn't interrupt them," Riza said with a smile, then turned to her husband and asked. "Do the royal family members live here?"

"Most probably not. They live in the centre of the Capital." Roy replied idly, then grinned. "We let them children be. Where do you want to go next?"

She let out a light chortle at the word 'children', then sheepishly smiled up at him as she gestured towards the stand that sold candied hawthorn. "My..." He chuckled. She raised a brow at him, and he let out a titter, before pressing a kiss on her forehead.

Riza heaved a tiny sigh as she sat on the bench, and leant on Roy, who sat next to her, so their arms were touching. They watched the lake, in which the sunset that dyed the clear water in layers of red, orange and yellow with hints of pink, while weeping willow trees and yet-to-bloom lotus flowers adorned the lake, and she noticed a pagoda at the side.

"Something on your mind, my dear?" Roy spoke softly into her ear as he wrapped an arm around her shoulder, and planted a kiss on her temple before resting her head on his shoulder, then settled his chin on the crown of her head.

A smile lifted her lips up, and she shook her head, then they stayed in comfortable silence, enjoying the view. A light giggle pulled Roy out of his blank thoughts, and he turned his head slightly as he averted his attention to the sound, to see a little girl around five chortled gleefully when her parents, who held her hands, swung her up, and Roy couldn't help but soften his eyes at the sight when he was reminded of his best friend. He looked back down at the woman in his arms, his heart fluttering at the sight of the light of the sunset on her golden hair.

The image of his wife carrying the golden-haired boy during their wedding day flashed across his mind, where her smile was warm and bright. He kissed the crown of her head and tightened his hold on her shoulder ever so slightly. "Say, Riza."

"Yes, Roy?"

"...Would you like to— never mind." He uttered, and mentally cussed.

"Roy?"

"It's nothing."

She peered up at him, hiding an amused grin when she noticed a diffident expression. "Really?"

He stayed quiet for a while, before speaking. "Riza."

"Hmm?" She turned her head to look at him properly, and her brows knitted as his locked to a light frown.

"Riza." He started, "I know it's a bit sudden for me to ask this since we just got married, and it may be a bit too early for us, but..." She nodded, prompting him to continue, and he looked down at her, his dark, onyx eyes staring into her honey hazel ones. "What do you think of having a child?"

Her heart stopped beating for an instant before she inhaled and exhaled deeply, and she blinked at him. "A child?"

He nodded, then quickly reassured as he rambled nervously. "I'm completely fine if you don't want to, I'm sorry if I sound like I'm stressing you—"

She placed a finger on his lips, cutting him off, and she asked. "You want to have a child with me?"

He scratched the side of his head and grinned sheepishly. "I've never really thought about having a child, especially after the war. After what I did, I didn't think that I would deserve a normal, happy life; getting married and having a child or two. But seeing Hughes, and now Edward, it started to change my mind. I... I want to start a family with you." She stared at him, and the smile on his lips was immediately replaced with an agitated frown. "N-Not immediately, of course, and—"

"It's not like I don't wish to have one." She once again interrupted him as she softly muttered, then let out a light chortle, and cupped his cheek with a hand. "It really is a quite sudden question. I haven't really thought about this; My mother passed when I was five, my father, as you know, was not the most ideal father, growing up I never really had a parental figure. I-I don't know how to be a parent." Her voice grew quiet, "A-And Ishval. Do I have the right to be a mother? Do we have the right to be parents?"

His eyes saddened, then he took her in his arms, hugging her tightly and murmured in her ear. "I don't know. But that doesn't really seem to stop me from loving you, and wanting to have a child with you." He pulled away to smile at her. "I'm a selfish man, aren't I?"

She squeezed his hand and returned the smile. "I suppose that makes me a selfish woman then." She then chuckled and pulled him lightly towards her to lean her forehead on his, "Now that I think about it, we haven't really done anything to avoid pregnancy. Though... I hope you don't mind waiting for me for a bit, I suppose I want to enjoy my married child-free life a little longer."

"Of course, my dear." He murmured back, and let out a chortle. "Now that you've reminded me, I suppose I would be able to have you for myself, for now."

He leant away and reached a hand up to brush her bangs aside to plant a kiss on her forehead, then on her nose. He cupped her cheek, caressing with the rough pad of his thumb, and connected their lips together for a sweet kiss.

A/N: Well that concludes day 1 and 2 of the honeymoon. Cramped so many unnecessary stuff as always.

Sorry for not updating last week, was a bit busy with exams and stuff.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Reviews are much appreciated :)