A/N: Just a reminder that this fic is purely for entertainment and should not be taken seriously in the slightest.
Warning: This chapter contains some rather smutty stuff, obviously nothing explicit (by my standards anyways) but enough to make you uncomfortable if you don't like to read smut. So be warned!
Roy breathed in slowly as the darkness sheathed his vision once more. As much as he was handicapped when he had been blind for a short period of time he learned to use all of his other senses with heightened ability. He could smell and identify the hospital food as soon as the nurse lifted the cover, he could taste the strong perfume lingering in the air when his foster mother came to visit, he could hear every time the wind shifted directions at odd hours of the night, and of course he could feel the sparks flying up and down his skin whenever Riza touched him.
That's why he had suggested the blindfold.
It was only one in the afternoon but Roy had somehow found himself naked, blindfolded, and handcuffed to Riza's bed.
Riza's hands were racing up and down his body, causing him to twitch and shudder from the unexpected touches. The thrill of not knowing what she was going to next was driving him mad.
"Roy, stop squirming so much. If you keep moving I might have to handcuff your legs down as well."
"Sorry, I only was able to bring one pair. However if you do want another I'm sure the military doesn't need that many, plus if we had two sets that would be double the amount of fun things we could do with them."
"Mmm, is that so?" Her hands were approaching dangerously close to his nether regions and he was losing the will to talk without stumbling over every word.
"Ahh, Riza please stop teasing..." Her hands made a u-turn and went back down his thigh.
"Okay Roy, stay still and stop talking," She put her lips against his ear and whispered, "If you're naughty and don't listen I'll have to stop. You don't want that, now do you?" Her hot breath tickled his skin as her tongue left a small trail from his ear down his neck. He was so turned on he bit down on his lip to stop himself from groaning. He absolutely loved when Riza was in one of these moods.
He felt her sit down against his thighs, skin touching skin, when had she taken off her pants? As slowly as humanly possible she ran one finger up his length. "Gnngh, Riza..."
Her finger stopped and moved to his mouth. "I told you not to speak Roy."
He nodded an apology as she returned her attention to his lower half. This time she used all of her fingers to caress him and he was sure his lip was now bleeding from how hard he bit down on it to keep himself from making any noise. He was sure she was smirking, he knew she liked to torment and control him like this. He felt his hips start twitching by themselves once more and she held them down firmly. "Don't move."
She spoke as if it was easy to keep quiet and still when she was doing all these enticing things to him. He tried to take out all the pent up lust on pulling down on the handcuffs as hard as he could without breaking the headboard, he decided after a short while it was a probably a bad idea considering the structural integrity of other objects in Riza's home couldn't take his weight either, he didn't want to be responsible for breaking the mood by ripping her bed apart. All of the warmth he felt inside was making him go nuts. Riza's hands started working faster and more vigorously until he was suddenly met by something wet trailing up the side of his arousal and then engulfing the tip in warmth. That was when he could no longer hold back, his hips jerking upwards involuntarily and whimpers escaping from his throat.
Riza obviously unenthused about his movement immediately stopped everything she was doing and climbed off of him. "Roy, I told you if you move or make noise I have to stop." She sounded genuinely displeased but he knew she couldn't stop herself now.
"Yeah yeah I know, I've been naughty, I think that warrants some sort of punishment don't you think?" He flashed a smirk in the direction he thought she moved. He commended himself for thinking of that one; he could only imagine what kind of punishment Riza would give him, whatever it was he was eager to find out.
"I guess you're right." She replied in a seductive tone. His smirk turned into a full blown shit-eating grin as he heard her clambering around the bedroom and through drawers. What could she be looking for, did she have some own tricks up her sleeve that he hadn't seen yet? Truthfully he was missing her attentions from earlier but he was sure whenever she finished what she was doing it would be worth it. He heard a zipper going up, strange, was she putting on an outfit for him, role-play? He was salivating over all the things she could be dressing up as; he just hoped the ensemble included a mini-skirt. He felt the waft of air as she walked past him; she was probably coming to take his blindfold off right now.
"Hayate, come here." He heard the dog barking as it padded into the room.
She was calling her dog? That was an interesting twist. "R-Riza, what are you doing?"
"I'm taking Hayate for a walk, and perhaps I'll run a few errands as well. Don't worry I won't be longer than a couple of hours."
What. "Are you leaving now? Are you going to you know, remove the handcuffs and the blindfold?"
"Don't worry, I'll finish with you when I get back so you can just sit tight and think about how you failed to obey my orders."
Before he could respond he heard the door click, leaving him alone, immobile, sightless, and sorely unfinished.