Hey guys! sorry for being an absent writer for so long, just finished my first semester away at college and remembered that I had forgotten to post this chapter up. oops
-ttebayo
I could feel Mustangs fingers working their sensual way up my thigh. They were getting so close, so close to the aching center that I now had. Arousal in this new body was odd, but thrilling at the same time. The fiery tingles were spreading up my spine making me shiver.
I looked up into Roy's ebony eyes, their depth and heated desire clearly evident. I felt warmth in my cheeks as his fingers grew closer, and closer, and... skipped up to my panty line. I let out a moan of disappointment.
"What's the matter Ed? I there something you want?" Mustang chuckled down in to my ear.
"It's not nice to tease people, you wouldn't be very appreciative if I did the same to you." I mumbled back.
"Sometimes teasing is half the fun." He said, skipping down my neck with his tongue and lips, bringing that sarcastic mouth of his to my breast. Looking up at me through his sex-scattered bangs, he cupped my breast in his calloused hand.
"I'm going to take my time with you," he said suddenly serious, his eyes blazing, " I'm going to discover every inch of you. I'm going to kiss every spot, I'm going to caress every curve, I'm going to bring you to the edge of sanity and pull you back, over and over again. I'll do this until that pretty little head can't remember your name, and then, then I'll fuck you into this bed." He whispered against my skin, his eyes never breaking away from mine.
My breath caught in my throat, as excitement raced to my core. "Oh, God..."
"The name is Roy."
Riza calmly watched as Fuery raced past her in the hall, blush raging on his face. What was going on? What had made the innocent kid so flustered? Calmly following after, she caught up with him in a noisy kitchen, where the rest of Mustang's close friends were. When she entered the racket ceased, looking on with curiosity at the frozen men before her, she knew something perverse was occurring. She had a radar for perversion, and everyone present knew she would disapprove of what was happening in the bedroom upstairs.
"Fuery," Riza called, "do you mind telling me why you were running through the halls of your superiors house?" She questioned with a dangerous glint in her eye.
"Well, ya see..." Fuery slowly slid further behind the massive Armstrong." ummmm..."
"Fuery was just telling us about the magazines he found in the bathroom, weren't ya ?" Ever the amazing friend, Havoc swung his arm casually around the neck of his little buddy. Wouldn't want Riza to find out what was actually happening. no no no. That would be a tragedy, he knew the boss had liked the kid for a while, even though the boss hadn't. To him it had been quite obvious that there had been a spark. The colonel had lessened his conquest for ladies, and had finally let Havoc have a girl without stealing her away from him. No one else had seemed to notice the decline, but it was a blaring warning sign that something was amiss with his fearless leader. So, for the sake of all, he had begun the " Figure out why our perverted leader isn't being perverted" mission task force. Sure he was the only one working on it, but that meant his sleuthing would go undetected for a longer period of time. It was then, during this mission, that he noticed the glances sent towards the kid, and how eager the boss would get when news of Edward was heard, or whenever the boy would be back at HQ, even if the bill was outrageous from all the damage.
So, substituting the "greater perversion" with a lesser one seemed like the obvious solution. It seemed to work.
"I have told that pervert so many times that there are younger people on our team and that..." Riza grumbled, stomping off the bathroom to dispose of the illicit literature.
"Oh man, Havoc, you just saved their asses, how did you think that up so fast?" Breda exclaimed, "You're a hero!" bowing down before the puffed up ego now standing before him.
"Yes, yes I am. He owes me big time for sure." Havoc said with a gleam in his eye. He owes me a big one...
So, I know it isn't much, but, I need some ideas! Fire away!
~Tempest
