"Don't get me wrong, I like the kissing. I'm all for the kissing. More kissing, I say."
"That was such a high. I don't know why anybody does drugs."
Riza ran her hands through Roy's hair feverishly, alternating between the tugging at the strands and scratching his scalp lightly with her nails. He groaned against her lips, his arms holding her even tighter against his body. Her back arched and she gasped lightly, breaking from their kiss.
They stood in silence, panting for breath. Roy's grip on her never faded and Riza's hands slowly slid down to his shoulders. The room was deathly silent but the sexual tension between them had been satisfied somewhat. Her body still ached for his touch again, but she managed to keep it at bay.
"That was –" she started, needing to catch her breath halfway through the sentence.
"Just as good the second time round?" Roy offered, gazing into her eyes.
"Yeah."
"And that was just the kissing," he added, waggling his eyebrows at her suggestively. Riza found herself laughing, her hands gripping his shoulders tightly to steady herself as she did so.
"True. Very true. It was good, though. Both were. That's not a lie."
Roy bent his head and began to kiss her neck slowly, lovingly, maddeningly. Riza protested feebly, shoving him away.
"What?" he asked, the desire in his eyes clouding his vision.
"Stop," Riza panted.
"You don't like it?" he asked. He looked slightly nervous.
Riza shook her head. "Don't get me wrong, I like the kissing. I'm all for the kissing. More kissing, I say," Riza replied.
"Then why push me away so much?" Roy asked. He relaxed underneath her hands.
"Because we're at work and if you keep going, I'm not going to be able to control myself."
"I think I like the sound of that." His grin was wolfish.
Riza laughed. "Tonight. I promise."
Roy pouted. "That's too long."
"Don't be such a baby," she smirked. "You'll survive."
"On a serious note – I mean, I know why you pushed me away so much, I was an ass – but why was I a jackass today? Just for future reference."
"Because you were such an asshole in general to begin with, and I was venting," she shrugged, like it was no big deal.
"Fair."
"I'm not inclined to share my time with such people. But today… You were very sweet. You officially changed my mind, so well done."
She'd been so stressed. She'd entered his office earlier for a short break from the madness from her office. It wasn't lost on her that she was now seeking him out for comfort, but Riza gave into it. She was too tired and mentally exhausted to keep fighting it. He was good looking and he was a genuinely lovely guy. He was attentive and the sex had been great. She'd held back because he had been a jackass, and she wasn't going to have her heart broken like the last guy had done. She just had to be sure about Roy. Today had changed her mind.
He'd been very sweet and obviously noticed she'd been antsy earlier. When she'd returned to her office after lunch there was a muffin and a coffee on her desk accompanied with a small note.
For you. Don't work too hard.
Roy
"I'm glad," he smiled softly. Roy tilted his head and kissed her once more. He could listen to her and pick up hints, at least. That was another good point in his column. "So, is it true a muffin is the way to your heart?"
Riza smacked him on the shoulder lightly but joined in with his laughing. She smiled, sighing in content, when he hugged her close to his body after kissing her temple.
"Oh my god," Rebecca whispered from her hiding spot.
"I know, right?" Havoc replied. "We did that."
"That was such a high. I don't know why anybody does drugs."
Havoc stifled his laughter behind his hand and dragged her out the room. Once they were a safe difference away, they laughed, then high-fived their achievement.