Fic - R & R
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cornerofmadnessTitle - R&R
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cornerofmadness
Disclaimer - not mine, all characters belong to Hiromu Arakawa et al, Square Enix and funimition.
Pairing – Roy/Riza
Rating – somewhere between hard R and soft NC-17
Warning – none really, it’s rather sweet sex
Time Line – manga based, no spoilers, set before the main action
Summary – Riza plans to enjoy her R&R to its fullest
Word count – 2,405
Author’s Note #1 – This was written for the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
springkink challenge prompt – Fullmetal Alchemist, Hawkeye/Mustang: caught off guard--"barefoot Amazon," thanks to evil_little_dog for the beta
Author’s Note #2 The lake names came from the lovely state of Wisconsin, I didn’t think it would mind. Also R&R, for those less in the military know means rest and relaxation.
XXX
As far as anyone knew, she was at Devil’s Lake with Rebecca and truthfully, Riza had started her R&R there, just to get enough pictures taken in different outfits to show off at the office when she got back. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to stay at the popular military R&R destination but she couldn’t be caught with the man she planned to spend her R&R with. As it was, half the division would be buzzing about her and Havoc, who had also chosen Devil’s Lake for his vacation.
She abandoned the very happy Havoc with Rebecca and took a train northwest to a mountainous lakeside cottage her grandfather owned. She had six days left in what felt like paradise after the scorching summer in Eastern headquarters. She had all day to herself, waiting for Mustang to arrive. Riza stretched out on the lounge on the wraparound porch that had a beautiful view of Afterglow Lake. Limeade in hand, Riza opened a fresh new novel and lost herself in the pages.
X X X
“We’re all alone?” Roy asked for the third time, leaning on the porch railing as he gazed down over the lake.
Riza tickled a hand up his back. It was so good to see him out of uniform for a change. “Almost, I should think. Grandfather says the lake clears out in the fall. Pity, this is the best time of year; not too hot, the colors of the leaves and the water is still so warm from the summer sun.”
“Not a pity.” Roy turned, slipping his arms around her. “We don’t have to worry about getting caught. It’s almost like being free.” Pulling her close to him, he kissed her softly.
Riza met his lips, mouth parted just slightly, letting him slip inside. Roy tasted smoky like the whiskey he had sipped after dinner. His eyes had started to droop from the long trip but she didn’t want to let him fade so soon so she had brought him out into the invigorating dusk air. Feeling him moving against her, his interest obviously growing, Riza was glad of her choice. “Are you tired?” she asked, just to hear whatever ridiculous lie he’d tell to make sure she didn’t give up on him too soon.
He ground against her. “Do I feel tired?”
She laughed lightly. “Not in the least.”
Roy sat on the lounge, pulling her down with him as he maneuvered back on the sturdy wooden chair. “Good.” Holding her close to his chest, Roy brushed his hips against her, gentle yet demanding.
“Roy, we can’t…” she started to protest, hating herself for it. She wanted to make love to him with the beautiful view of the lake in the backdrop. Riza wanted to be as free as anyone else, freer to make up for all the time she and Roy spent locked up inside their uniforms and ranks.
Smiling, he lifted one hip and dug a brightly colored paper out of his pocket. He waved it then tossed the condom onto the end table. “Yes, we can.”
“I have such a smart man,” Riza purred, kissing him.
“Yes, you do,” he agreed when she let him up for air.
Riza laughed at his arrogance. It was all part of his charm and she wouldn’t trade that for anything.
X X X
It had taken Riza a bit of coaxing to get Roy to get in the lake. He was more a city boy than anything. Still, her standing ankle deep in the lake, naked in the moonlight, proved to be the right prod to get him moving. Neither one of them was a strong swimmer but there was fun to be had wading and gliding around close to shore like naughty otters.
Skimming through the water, she ran a teasing hand over his strong, if small, rump. He turned and caught her by the waist. Wading now, Roy kissed up her belly until he lipped one of her nipples, sucking and teasing the point of it. With a grin, Riza slithered away from him, making him chase after her. Several catch and releases later, the chase went landside.
Letting him catch her on the blanket they had laid out on the soft grass, Riza looked up at the moon, never wanting to go back to civilization or have it come here. The only hint of civilization she welcomed was the bit of latex she snugged down over his cock. Sitting, his legs stretched out in front of him, leaning back on his arm, Roy managed to make wet hair hanging in his eyes look sexy. Fireflies danced around his head and Riza froze the image in her mind. Maybe she’d take the artistic talent inherited from her alchemist father and try to draw the scene at some later date.
For now, however, he was too delicious-looking to pass up. Sitting on his lap, Riza locked her legs around his waist. His cock rubbing against her, she nibbled his neck and shoulders before deciding he tasted a little funky. Lake water would do that, she supposed. Slipping her arms around his neck, she played with the wet ends of his hair as he rolled his hips against hers.
“Moonlight suits you,” he whispered in her ear before sucking on the lobe, rolling his tongue over her earring. He slipped inside her so slowly, Riza had to fight the inclination to hurry him. “One day I’ll buy you a house with our own private lake so we can do this whenever we want.”
Riza almost reminded him that as Fuhrer he’d never have another private moment but firmly squelched reality before it could ruin the mood. She had him, moonlight, lakes and fireflies now and that’s all she needed.
X X X
Roy watched Riza whirl to the music. Last night he had the bright idea of turning up the volume on the phonograph as loud as it would go and rolling the carpet back after pushing the furniture to the walls. They had such a fun time dancing to the raucous music Roy had brought from his collection that Riza had suggested a twist on the theme.
The music was a bit slower, but no less loud as she peeled off her shirt then his. Roy could barely dance, too entranced by the unrestrained bounce of her breasts. He cupped them, thumbing her nipples but Riza spun away from him. Undoing the buttons to her skirt’s waistband, Riza revolved her hips until the red fabric puddled at her feet.
Not to be outdone, Roy wriggled in time to the beat, his belt clearing one loop at a time as Riza danced around him. He ensnared her with the belt around her waist, hauling her in for a little close dancing, his mouth claiming hers. She slipped free after undoing his zipper. Taking the hint, Roy performed a slow shimmy out of his trousers only to be stymied by his own boots. He scowled, realizing he had forgotten to change out of the hiking boots he had one earlier for their long walk in the woods.
Roy knelt to undo all those long laces. Riza gently bowled him back onto his backside, then put a foot on his chest. Roy shivered looking up those long luscious legs. She was like a barefoot Amazon come to conquer him. He dropped back onto the floorboards, gazing up at her. “I’m all yours.”
Her toe circled his nipple. “I’ve always known that.”
His back arched. “Do with me what you will.”
She laughed. “Isn’t that what I’ve been doing all week?”
“Can’t help being greedy for you.” Roy caught her ankle and dropped a kiss onto her instep.
Giggling, Riza danced away again, skinning out of her panties. Roy fumbled with his laces then kicked his boots and pants off wildly. As Riza bopped by, he caught her by the waist then kissed up her thigh. Roy nuzzled between her legs, his tongue swirling over her clit. Moaning, Riza buried her fingers in his hair, steadying herself as he teased her with nose, lips and tongue. He probed into her, tasting salt.
Letting one hand drift down, Roy slowly stroked himself, just enough to keep himself fluffed. His tongue flicked faster, as he felt her thighs quivering against his cheeks. Finally, Riza reluctantly pulled away. “I’ll fall if you don’t stop.”
Roy got to his feet, taking her into his arms, slowly waltzing her about. “I’ll never let you fall.”
Riza wrapped her arms around him. “I know.”
Not letting him fall was Riza’s full time job so Roy thrilled at being able to reciprocate literally. He embraced her tightly, slowly pushing up into her. Their bodies rocked slowly together, still standing and swaying to the music. They both nearly toppled over when someone slammed on the door, catching them off guard.
“Two nights in a row with the damn music! Turn it down. You don’t own the damn lake!” The woman knocked again then suddenly she was in the window, face pressed to the glass. “Turn it down! I see yo….”
The rant cut off mid-sentence. Horror traversed all three parties when Roy and Riza recognized General Armstrong.
“Oh shit,” Roy muttered, pulling Riza away from the windows. “What is that bitch doing here?”
“How would I know? She saw us. Maybe she doesn’t know us,” Riza said, knowing that was silly. They had both served with her in Ishbal and it was hard to forget the Flame Alchemist.
“Maybe she’ll just go away.” Roy didn’t move to turn down the music.
Armstrong banged on the door. “I know you’re in there. Open up.”
“Doubtful.” Riza found her panties but couldn’t see where she had flung her shirt.
Roy struggled into his boxers, no erection to have to worry about now. Shocked, he watched Riza, in her bare-breasted glory, yank the door open, fire in her own eyes.
“What?” Riza snarled, no military obeisance in her attitude. There were no uniforms here and Riza wasn’t one to back down when she was angry.
“Turn down the damn music. Some of us are trying to sleep, people who actually own homes here,” Olivia replied as if there wasn’t a mostly naked woman standing in front of her. “Does Grumman know you’re here?” The bigger blond bristled.
Riza’s lips tugged down. Roy assumed that since Armstrong didn’t ask if they knew who this place belonged to, she might be one of the rare people to know Grumman was Riza’s maternal grandparent. “He gave me the key himself. It’s my R & R and I’m trying to enjoy it.”
“Maybe you should have gone to Devil’s Lake,” Olivia huffed. “Isn’t that where people from the Eastern Headquarters go?” She somehow made Eastern sound equivalent with ‘sewer,’ which Roy knew was the attitude of many in the military about his area of command. “You’re a little close to Briggs here.”
“I’m well aware of that,” Riza said, not backing down.
Olivia tried to peer around Riza but the markswoman tried to keep Roy shielded from view, even though it was pointless. “I suppose you couldn’t take him where someone who cares might see him.”
“Naturally,” Riza huffed.
Roy knew it was wrong to be turned on by their verbal battle but he couldn’t help it. Two beautiful blonds, chests heaving as they postured, it was too much for him. Roy’s mind played scenarios were he could enjoy both barefoot Amazons…well, one barefoot and one in what looked like house slippers.
“It’s bad enough the doctor insisted I go on R & R or be relieved of duty until I got some rest, but now I can’t even get any rest with you two moaning and howling down by the lake, not to mention the music.” Olivia glared, stabbing a finger at Riza.
“You know, the point of R &R is to have a little fun,” Roy put in. “You should try it, Armstrong. The place is named Afterglow Lake for a reason.”
“Gutting you might be fun.” Olivia’s grin suggested she wasn’t actually joking.
Riza took a step closer to the big woman. “How about we agree to keep the music reasonable and you go home?”
Olivia snorted. “Fine. And if I catch you naked in the woods, you’re fair game.”
“Deal,” Riza said, her body trembling with a fine, barely contained fury.
“Maybe you should get back to him. He looks like he’s enjoying this a little too much,” Olivia’s gaze flicked to Roy’s crotch.
Riza turned, her eyes as hot as his alchemy. Roy huddled up just a bit. “I am not.” He glared at Olivia. “What are you going to do about this, Armstrong?”
“Are you going to report us?” Riza asked, spinning abruptly away from Roy. He figured once Olivia was gone, he was really in for it.
“I don’t care who you bone, just do it quietly.” Olivia shrugged. “Besides, if Mustang gets in my way down the road, now I have something on him.”
He curled his lip at her, wondering if roasting the bitch would be seen as an inappropriate use of his alchemy.
Olivia turned to leave. She paused, hand on the door knob. “By the way, nice tattoo.”
Riza said nothing, just went to the door to lock it, loudly, once Olivia was gone. Roy barely heard her mumbled, “Bitch.” It wasn’t like Riza to lose her temper. She turned on her heel, stalking over to Roy. She jabbed her fists into her hips, her eyes raking over him. “Was there something about all that that you liked?”
Roy shook his head. “No…well, I like you when you’re forceful like that. I had to admit, that was hot.”
Riza just laughed and turned the music off. “If that’s the case, get into the bedroom now, mister.”
Roy’s eyes lit up. “Yes, stern like that! More.”
“Don’t make me get my gun.”
Roy scrambled up, snaring Riza’s wrist, hauling her off to the bed room.
X X X
Riza sat on the window seat, gazing at the moon. It was a beautiful night, interuption aside. She followed the swath of silvery light back to Roy, asleep on the bed. It was another view she wanted to freeze in her memory. Pulling the curtains shut, Riza slipped back into bed, already dreaming of their next vacation together.
Author -
cornerofmadnessDisclaimer - not mine, all characters belong to Hiromu Arakawa et al, Square Enix and funimition.
Pairing – Roy/Riza
Rating – somewhere between hard R and soft NC-17
Warning – none really, it’s rather sweet sex
Time Line – manga based, no spoilers, set before the main action
Summary – Riza plans to enjoy her R&R to its fullest
Word count – 2,405
Author’s Note #1 – This was written for the
springkink challenge prompt – Fullmetal Alchemist, Hawkeye/Mustang: caught off guard--"barefoot Amazon," thanks to evil_little_dog for the betaAuthor’s Note #2 The lake names came from the lovely state of Wisconsin, I didn’t think it would mind. Also R&R, for those less in the military know means rest and relaxation.
XXX
As far as anyone knew, she was at Devil’s Lake with Rebecca and truthfully, Riza had started her R&R there, just to get enough pictures taken in different outfits to show off at the office when she got back. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to stay at the popular military R&R destination but she couldn’t be caught with the man she planned to spend her R&R with. As it was, half the division would be buzzing about her and Havoc, who had also chosen Devil’s Lake for his vacation.
She abandoned the very happy Havoc with Rebecca and took a train northwest to a mountainous lakeside cottage her grandfather owned. She had six days left in what felt like paradise after the scorching summer in Eastern headquarters. She had all day to herself, waiting for Mustang to arrive. Riza stretched out on the lounge on the wraparound porch that had a beautiful view of Afterglow Lake. Limeade in hand, Riza opened a fresh new novel and lost herself in the pages.
X X X
“We’re all alone?” Roy asked for the third time, leaning on the porch railing as he gazed down over the lake.
Riza tickled a hand up his back. It was so good to see him out of uniform for a change. “Almost, I should think. Grandfather says the lake clears out in the fall. Pity, this is the best time of year; not too hot, the colors of the leaves and the water is still so warm from the summer sun.”
“Not a pity.” Roy turned, slipping his arms around her. “We don’t have to worry about getting caught. It’s almost like being free.” Pulling her close to him, he kissed her softly.
Riza met his lips, mouth parted just slightly, letting him slip inside. Roy tasted smoky like the whiskey he had sipped after dinner. His eyes had started to droop from the long trip but she didn’t want to let him fade so soon so she had brought him out into the invigorating dusk air. Feeling him moving against her, his interest obviously growing, Riza was glad of her choice. “Are you tired?” she asked, just to hear whatever ridiculous lie he’d tell to make sure she didn’t give up on him too soon.
He ground against her. “Do I feel tired?”
She laughed lightly. “Not in the least.”
Roy sat on the lounge, pulling her down with him as he maneuvered back on the sturdy wooden chair. “Good.” Holding her close to his chest, Roy brushed his hips against her, gentle yet demanding.
“Roy, we can’t…” she started to protest, hating herself for it. She wanted to make love to him with the beautiful view of the lake in the backdrop. Riza wanted to be as free as anyone else, freer to make up for all the time she and Roy spent locked up inside their uniforms and ranks.
Smiling, he lifted one hip and dug a brightly colored paper out of his pocket. He waved it then tossed the condom onto the end table. “Yes, we can.”
“I have such a smart man,” Riza purred, kissing him.
“Yes, you do,” he agreed when she let him up for air.
Riza laughed at his arrogance. It was all part of his charm and she wouldn’t trade that for anything.
X X X
It had taken Riza a bit of coaxing to get Roy to get in the lake. He was more a city boy than anything. Still, her standing ankle deep in the lake, naked in the moonlight, proved to be the right prod to get him moving. Neither one of them was a strong swimmer but there was fun to be had wading and gliding around close to shore like naughty otters.
Skimming through the water, she ran a teasing hand over his strong, if small, rump. He turned and caught her by the waist. Wading now, Roy kissed up her belly until he lipped one of her nipples, sucking and teasing the point of it. With a grin, Riza slithered away from him, making him chase after her. Several catch and releases later, the chase went landside.
Letting him catch her on the blanket they had laid out on the soft grass, Riza looked up at the moon, never wanting to go back to civilization or have it come here. The only hint of civilization she welcomed was the bit of latex she snugged down over his cock. Sitting, his legs stretched out in front of him, leaning back on his arm, Roy managed to make wet hair hanging in his eyes look sexy. Fireflies danced around his head and Riza froze the image in her mind. Maybe she’d take the artistic talent inherited from her alchemist father and try to draw the scene at some later date.
For now, however, he was too delicious-looking to pass up. Sitting on his lap, Riza locked her legs around his waist. His cock rubbing against her, she nibbled his neck and shoulders before deciding he tasted a little funky. Lake water would do that, she supposed. Slipping her arms around his neck, she played with the wet ends of his hair as he rolled his hips against hers.
“Moonlight suits you,” he whispered in her ear before sucking on the lobe, rolling his tongue over her earring. He slipped inside her so slowly, Riza had to fight the inclination to hurry him. “One day I’ll buy you a house with our own private lake so we can do this whenever we want.”
Riza almost reminded him that as Fuhrer he’d never have another private moment but firmly squelched reality before it could ruin the mood. She had him, moonlight, lakes and fireflies now and that’s all she needed.
X X X
Roy watched Riza whirl to the music. Last night he had the bright idea of turning up the volume on the phonograph as loud as it would go and rolling the carpet back after pushing the furniture to the walls. They had such a fun time dancing to the raucous music Roy had brought from his collection that Riza had suggested a twist on the theme.
The music was a bit slower, but no less loud as she peeled off her shirt then his. Roy could barely dance, too entranced by the unrestrained bounce of her breasts. He cupped them, thumbing her nipples but Riza spun away from him. Undoing the buttons to her skirt’s waistband, Riza revolved her hips until the red fabric puddled at her feet.
Not to be outdone, Roy wriggled in time to the beat, his belt clearing one loop at a time as Riza danced around him. He ensnared her with the belt around her waist, hauling her in for a little close dancing, his mouth claiming hers. She slipped free after undoing his zipper. Taking the hint, Roy performed a slow shimmy out of his trousers only to be stymied by his own boots. He scowled, realizing he had forgotten to change out of the hiking boots he had one earlier for their long walk in the woods.
Roy knelt to undo all those long laces. Riza gently bowled him back onto his backside, then put a foot on his chest. Roy shivered looking up those long luscious legs. She was like a barefoot Amazon come to conquer him. He dropped back onto the floorboards, gazing up at her. “I’m all yours.”
Her toe circled his nipple. “I’ve always known that.”
His back arched. “Do with me what you will.”
She laughed. “Isn’t that what I’ve been doing all week?”
“Can’t help being greedy for you.” Roy caught her ankle and dropped a kiss onto her instep.
Giggling, Riza danced away again, skinning out of her panties. Roy fumbled with his laces then kicked his boots and pants off wildly. As Riza bopped by, he caught her by the waist then kissed up her thigh. Roy nuzzled between her legs, his tongue swirling over her clit. Moaning, Riza buried her fingers in his hair, steadying herself as he teased her with nose, lips and tongue. He probed into her, tasting salt.
Letting one hand drift down, Roy slowly stroked himself, just enough to keep himself fluffed. His tongue flicked faster, as he felt her thighs quivering against his cheeks. Finally, Riza reluctantly pulled away. “I’ll fall if you don’t stop.”
Roy got to his feet, taking her into his arms, slowly waltzing her about. “I’ll never let you fall.”
Riza wrapped her arms around him. “I know.”
Not letting him fall was Riza’s full time job so Roy thrilled at being able to reciprocate literally. He embraced her tightly, slowly pushing up into her. Their bodies rocked slowly together, still standing and swaying to the music. They both nearly toppled over when someone slammed on the door, catching them off guard.
“Two nights in a row with the damn music! Turn it down. You don’t own the damn lake!” The woman knocked again then suddenly she was in the window, face pressed to the glass. “Turn it down! I see yo….”
The rant cut off mid-sentence. Horror traversed all three parties when Roy and Riza recognized General Armstrong.
“Oh shit,” Roy muttered, pulling Riza away from the windows. “What is that bitch doing here?”
“How would I know? She saw us. Maybe she doesn’t know us,” Riza said, knowing that was silly. They had both served with her in Ishbal and it was hard to forget the Flame Alchemist.
“Maybe she’ll just go away.” Roy didn’t move to turn down the music.
Armstrong banged on the door. “I know you’re in there. Open up.”
“Doubtful.” Riza found her panties but couldn’t see where she had flung her shirt.
Roy struggled into his boxers, no erection to have to worry about now. Shocked, he watched Riza, in her bare-breasted glory, yank the door open, fire in her own eyes.
“What?” Riza snarled, no military obeisance in her attitude. There were no uniforms here and Riza wasn’t one to back down when she was angry.
“Turn down the damn music. Some of us are trying to sleep, people who actually own homes here,” Olivia replied as if there wasn’t a mostly naked woman standing in front of her. “Does Grumman know you’re here?” The bigger blond bristled.
Riza’s lips tugged down. Roy assumed that since Armstrong didn’t ask if they knew who this place belonged to, she might be one of the rare people to know Grumman was Riza’s maternal grandparent. “He gave me the key himself. It’s my R & R and I’m trying to enjoy it.”
“Maybe you should have gone to Devil’s Lake,” Olivia huffed. “Isn’t that where people from the Eastern Headquarters go?” She somehow made Eastern sound equivalent with ‘sewer,’ which Roy knew was the attitude of many in the military about his area of command. “You’re a little close to Briggs here.”
“I’m well aware of that,” Riza said, not backing down.
Olivia tried to peer around Riza but the markswoman tried to keep Roy shielded from view, even though it was pointless. “I suppose you couldn’t take him where someone who cares might see him.”
“Naturally,” Riza huffed.
Roy knew it was wrong to be turned on by their verbal battle but he couldn’t help it. Two beautiful blonds, chests heaving as they postured, it was too much for him. Roy’s mind played scenarios were he could enjoy both barefoot Amazons…well, one barefoot and one in what looked like house slippers.
“It’s bad enough the doctor insisted I go on R & R or be relieved of duty until I got some rest, but now I can’t even get any rest with you two moaning and howling down by the lake, not to mention the music.” Olivia glared, stabbing a finger at Riza.
“You know, the point of R &R is to have a little fun,” Roy put in. “You should try it, Armstrong. The place is named Afterglow Lake for a reason.”
“Gutting you might be fun.” Olivia’s grin suggested she wasn’t actually joking.
Riza took a step closer to the big woman. “How about we agree to keep the music reasonable and you go home?”
Olivia snorted. “Fine. And if I catch you naked in the woods, you’re fair game.”
“Deal,” Riza said, her body trembling with a fine, barely contained fury.
“Maybe you should get back to him. He looks like he’s enjoying this a little too much,” Olivia’s gaze flicked to Roy’s crotch.
Riza turned, her eyes as hot as his alchemy. Roy huddled up just a bit. “I am not.” He glared at Olivia. “What are you going to do about this, Armstrong?”
“Are you going to report us?” Riza asked, spinning abruptly away from Roy. He figured once Olivia was gone, he was really in for it.
“I don’t care who you bone, just do it quietly.” Olivia shrugged. “Besides, if Mustang gets in my way down the road, now I have something on him.”
He curled his lip at her, wondering if roasting the bitch would be seen as an inappropriate use of his alchemy.
Olivia turned to leave. She paused, hand on the door knob. “By the way, nice tattoo.”
Riza said nothing, just went to the door to lock it, loudly, once Olivia was gone. Roy barely heard her mumbled, “Bitch.” It wasn’t like Riza to lose her temper. She turned on her heel, stalking over to Roy. She jabbed her fists into her hips, her eyes raking over him. “Was there something about all that that you liked?”
Roy shook his head. “No…well, I like you when you’re forceful like that. I had to admit, that was hot.”
Riza just laughed and turned the music off. “If that’s the case, get into the bedroom now, mister.”
Roy’s eyes lit up. “Yes, stern like that! More.”
“Don’t make me get my gun.”
Roy scrambled up, snaring Riza’s wrist, hauling her off to the bed room.
X X X
Riza sat on the window seat, gazing at the moon. It was a beautiful night, interuption aside. She followed the swath of silvery light back to Roy, asleep on the bed. It was another view she wanted to freeze in her memory. Pulling the curtains shut, Riza slipped back into bed, already dreaming of their next vacation together.
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Date: 2010-05-25 01:41 pm (UTC)Roy says it best. *g*
“Don’t make me get my gun.”
Roy scrambled up, snaring Riza’s wrist, hauling her off to the bed room.
Heh.
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