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Chapter 22

"Well, it's been a pleasure having you two here, Führer and First Lady of Amestris." The young Emperor shook their hands after they signed the regulations, his tone grateful. "I'm glad everything worked out well; Thank you for coming, once again."

"Likewise, Emperor Ling," Roy replied with a smile of his own, and Riza nodded in agreement.

"Though I must say that I can't believe it's been a week already. Time sure does fly," Ling said, "You're leaving tonight! Are there any places that you want to visit before you leave?"

The older man blinked before looking at his wife with a knowing grin. "What do you say, love?"

Riza merely sighed at his expression and faced the younger man who looked slightly confused. "He wants to see the imperial harem's palaces; But if memory serves right, aren't men, excluding the Emperor and eunuchs, not allowed in the palaces?"

"Oh! So you're interested in harems, Führer Mustang?" Ling's eyes widened a fraction as he asked gaily. "I don't particularly mind bringing you in the palaces, though I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't woe any of the women."

"Of course not." Roy crossed his arms and peered down at the blonde woman before saying jokingly. "I wouldn't dare." She raised a brow, enticing a moue from her husband. "Really, dear."

Riza ignored him and said, "But to be honest, I'm pretty interested myself."

"Is that so?" Ling chuckled. "Well then without further a due, shall we?"

...

"You look rather unimpressed, Roy," Riza commented as she peered up at her husband. "What's the matter?"

"No." The raven-haired Führer said, "Not unimpressed. Just..."

"Disappointed that the girls didn't fawn over you?"

He pouted at her teasing tone, "To be fair, Emperor Ling was there with us."

She hummed a response, and heaved a sigh and rested her head on his shoulder whilst placing her hand over his. "Get over it. It's been nearly half a day; You're still thinking about it when we're on the train?"

"Well..."

She let out another sigh, resting her eyes as they fluttered closed, and she muttered. "I miss the dogs. I wonder if White Fubuki gave birth to the puppies yet, I do hope that we could make it."

"Is my darling wife feeling homesick?" He chuckled and checked his silver pocket watch, "Well, in sixteen hours we'd be at home, and it'd be around five in the afternoon."

"Then I have three days to stay at home before I leave for the trip..." She stood up and moved towards the bed, removing the blankets as she climbed up, then gestured for him to lay down next to her, in which he did.

"Excited?"

She gave a nod. "It'd be a completely different experience from the military business trips."

"It would." He agreed, pulling on her hand to beckon her to lay down.

She snuggled close to her husband, smiling as he planted a kiss on her forehead and wrapped his arms around her.

"Do you know how many pups they're having?"

"Right; I didn't tell you," She faced him. "Three."

He hummed in response. "It's going to be lively in the mansion."

"It certainly will." She chuckled, then tucked her head under his.

"Say, Riza?"

"Hmm?"

"Will you postpone your trip if you... well..."

She raised a brow at his hesitant tone, and leant away to look at him properly with a smile. "Yes, Roy?"

He averted his eyes away from hers, and she stifled a chuckle as she watched a light blush spread across his cheeks. "...Would you postpone your trip if you were pregnant?"

She blinked before letting out a light-hearted laugh. "Why are you nervous?"

"I'm not." He scowled, "So would you?"

"Hmm... I guess if I feel fine, then I won't." She yawned, and he patted her back soothingly. She gave one last smile when he placed another sweet kiss on the crown of her head, before saying. "Sleep now, Roy."

She felt him nod, then she closed her eyes, the quiet, tranquil sounds of the train slowly disappearing along with her consciousness.

"Oh!"

The golden-haired woman gasped, then laughed when she felt a furry something bump into her, and she saw the familiar black and white coat of fur. She petted the male dog, patting his head.

"We're home, Hayate. Have you been a good boy?"

Instead of a joyful bark, he let out a worried whine, enticing her to knit her brows to a light frown and raise her head to face the housekeeper. "What's wrong?"

"Fubuki's contractions just started, so we kept him away from her." The housekeeper replied.

The couple's eyes widened, and they looked at each other for a brief second before Riza quickly slipped her pumps off and asked anxiously, "Where is she?"

"In the kitchen, Ma'am."

She immediately headed towards the spacious kitchen, her husband followed suit. "Fubuki," She crouched down beside the dog who laid in the heavily-cushioned whelping box and having three maids taking care of and waiting to deliver the puppies, before cooing and petting her, gently caressing her head. The white dog tensed and pained expression and form seemed to slightly loosen as she leant towards her touch, though she still let out tiny whimpers, her body trembling ever so slightly and her ears faced backwards, pressing against her head.

The dog stared straight in the woman's eyes, pain reflecting in the dark orbs as she whined and whimpered whilst licking her hand.

"...Good girl, Fubuki. You and your puppies will be fine, and the pain will go away eventually." She murmured, though uncertainty and worries filled her mind, and she turned to her husband when he tapped her shoulder.

"I think it'd better if I wait outside." He murmured, and she nodded before adverting her attention back to her white dog.

The dog turned her head restlessly, and Riza watched her let out another whimper before tensing her body.

...

The blonde-haired woman let out a relieved sigh as one of the maids cut the umbilical cord of the third puppy before placing it beside its siblings and guiding it to its mother's teats. Her honey hazel eyes widened ever so slightly as she felt tears sting the corners of her eyes, and she immediately wiped them off before they could roll down her cheeks.

"Riza?"

She turned as she felt a hand on her shoulder, and saw her husband kneel down next to her. "...Roy? When did you come in?"

"I wanted to check on White Fubuki... Then I saw you wipe your eyes," He said, a sense of sheepishness in his voice, then spoke with a slightly lower tone. "Were you crying?"

"...Perhaps." She admitted with a sheepish smile. "Though they were definitely happy tears." She then pointed at the white dog and the three puppies, her eyes softened. "Look, isn't it a lovely sight?"

He kissed her temple before looking back at the dogs, and he smiled. "Yes, it is."

Roy then sat down cross-legged, next to his wife with an arm around her waist as they watched the mother and pups.

"How long do we have to separate Hayate from them?" He asked.

"Hmm... At least three weeks?"

"Three weeks!?" He nearly exclaimed before muttering. "I would have gone mad if I was separate from you and our new-born child for three whole weeks."

She chuckled, resting her head against his shoulder as she reached a hand out to stroke the white dog's fur, in which she responded with a gentle nudge with her head.

"Roy..." Riza whispered against her husband's soft lips as he pulled away from their feverish kiss, with her on his lap, blushing ever so slightly as she felt his hand slip under her soft nightgown to hold her hips, grounding them down against his. The grip on his shoulder tightened and a mewl escaped her ruby lips as she unconsciously rolled her hips forward, eliciting a grunt of her name.

He reconnected their lips together and slipped a hand under her lacy panties and squeezed her buttcheeks whilst the other roamed around her back, caressing the rough patches on her smooth skin. She let out a muffled moan when he suckled her tongue, slipping the hand on her back out from her nightgown and cradled her head to deepen the kiss furthermore.

She let out a sigh of his name and rested her head on his shoulder when he finally ended the kiss, and he wrapped his arms around her to press their warm bodies tightly against each other. She murmured against his neck, "...Why are you so energetic?"

"Hmm, I wonder why." He smirked, caressing her hair.

"Aren't you tired? We just came back from Xing." A light blush reappeared on her cheeks, and she sighed, then looked up at him with a smile. "I'm glad Fubuki and the puppies are alright."

He placed a kiss on her forehead and returned the smile. "I'm glad too. The pups are tiny; the same size as my hand."

"They are," She murmured, "So small and precious."

"And poor Hayate will have to wait for more than three weeks till he could see them and Fubuki." He said, his tone slightly uncontent.

"It was the vet's order, and it's most likely that Fubuki won't let him see the pups," Riza said as she removed his hands that we around her to get off his lap, and crawled under the blankets to sit next to him. "I'm thinking of moving them to another room when they're a week or two old."

He turned the bedside lamp off before laying down, propping an elbow on his pillow and turning to her, resting his cheek on a hand and the other on her back. He sighed, "But now I won't be able to see you for weeks in a few days."

She scowled, "Didn't you read my report? I'm starting off with areas closer to home before going to further places."

He pouted, "But still... You plan to leave your lonely husband at home all by himself?"

"All by yourself?" She scoffed, "You have two dogs and three puppies to accompany you. Plus," She narrowed her eyes, "I hope you know how I felt when you were at Briggs for two weeks."

"But that was for the peace treaty!"

"Yes, I completely understand, Roy." She replied coolly, closing her eyes. "And I'm going for my social project."

He groaned, "I know, I know– But I'm still in a dilemma."

She heaved a sigh at his grumpy child-like manner and cupped his cheek to move him down for a kiss on the lips. "Don't be silly, there's no need for that."

"...When are you leaving?"

"In three days, but you do know that I'm coming back home right?" She raised a brow.

"And you don't have work in these three days?"

She nodded, feeling slightly confused. "Yes. I gave Rebecca three days off–"

Riza let out a gasp when he grabbed her shoulders and hovered over her before covering her lips with his once again, slipping his tongue inside her mouth, effectively cutting her off. His hands then travelled down to her hips, holding them tightly before pressing his hips against hers and rolled them forward, enticing her to moan against his lips.

He grasped her nightgown, the soft fabric bundled in his hand before he lifted it up enough to reveal her plump breasts. He cupped one in his hand, his thumb brushing across the hardened bud; The other moved southwards, hooking a finger around the hem of her panties and tugged it before raising a brow at her with a smirk, beckoning her to lift her his up.

She narrowed her eyes to a bashful glare, and a whimper escaped her lips when he stroked her through the damped fabric.

"You're wet, darling." His smirk widened, then it turned to a boyish grin when she lifted her, and he slipped it down her legs.

He kissed her navel, moving his lips up to her breast and took a nipple in his mouth. He suckled the bud, rolling it with his tongue and nipped it gently. The blonde woman grasped onto his toned shoulders when his hand teased her wet entrance, sliding his fingers in and out of her slowly.

"Roy..." She moaned, her grip tightening.

The raven-haired man pulled his fingers out before smiling at her fondly, then pulled his pants down, positioning himself against her slick womanhood. He kissed her neck, sucking the skin and leaving red marks, then thrust into her.

Omake:

Riza slowly opened her eyes when she felt something stir beside her, and she let out a yawn before blinking and looking at the figure next to her. "Roy...?"

"Oh. You're finally awake, Riza." Her raven-haired husband grinned down at his wife as he took his black cotton T-shirt and wore it, pulling it down his well-built torso.

"What time is it?" She asked and nodded thanks as he handed her the soft nightgown that had ended up on the floor, then returned the kiss when he pressed his lips against hers.

"Nine-thirty, darling." He said as he pulled away from the kiss, "How rare for you to wake up this late. I wonder why?"

"Must've been from the time difference." She ignored his suggestive and spoke coolly as she digested his words slowly. "Nine-thirty!?"

He chuckled, "Mmhmm."

"Why didn't you wake me up?" She immediately put the nightgown on and threw the blanket off her.

"Because you don't have work today, and I'm taking a day off." He grabbed her hand and sat her on his lap when she tried to get off the bed.

"Roy–"

"I wanted to sleep a little longer with you, but I got up because I was hungry." He grinned, then planted a kiss on her cheek, "So why don't we just enjoy the extra day off?"

A/N: Sorry for the late update, even though I keep telling myself to...

This chapter is relatively short, but I hope you enjoyed reading it!

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