Fic Fast Cars

[cornerofmadness]

Fast Cars
Author – cornerofmadness
Disclaimer – in no way mine, just having some non profit fun. All rights belong to Ms. Arakawa
Rating – NC-17, not worksafe by any means
Pairing- Roy/Riza/Maes
Timeline/Spoilers – none if you know the story at all. Time line, some time before the main story
Summary – Life is hard but Riza has her moments of joy
Author’s Note – written for the fall edition of springkink. The challenge was Roy – Riza – Maes: Car sex: Guess you’d better slow that mustang down. Look, it’s actually a pwp. I finally accomplished it. Thanks to lyrangalia for the beta.

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Riza spilled Roy out of the car as gently as she could. The lonely country road would see no travel this late at night and they were pulled up into the woods anyhow. Still, she had visions of Roy, sprawled in the grass, shirtless, erect cock peeking out of his pants, ending up photographed by some passer-by and ending up on the cover of the Central Review .

“Riza,” he wailed.

“Sorry. Too many legs back here,” Riza said, pushing back against Hughes who was still in the spacious back seat with her. “And you were going too fast.”

“That hurts worse than getting pushed out,” Roy pouted, managing to make those sulking lips look kissable.

“Guess you’d better slow that Mustang down.” Maes laughed, reaching around to unbutton her shirt.

“Sometimes, easier said then done.” She massaged Hughes’ cock through his trousers.

“Oh, I can have a slow hand when I want,” Roy promised her, rolling to his knees. He took off her shoes and kissed her arch through her silk stockings. “But doing this in the car is way naughty and very stimulating.”

She sighed happily, loosening the garters to let him draw the stockings down. Roy sucked on her big toe while Maes worked his hands under her shirt, his big fingers playing with her nipples. Riza’s eyes shut as she got lost in the sensations. Maes slowly peeled her out of her clothing. Roy kissed his way up under her skirt at a maddeningly slow pace as punishment for her slight on his abilities.

Shirt and bra gone, Riza arched against Maes’ lap, twisting a bit so she could free him from his trousers. Flickering her tongue over the hot velvety head of his cock, she took him into her mouth as Roy finally made his way to her clit. Bucking as Roy’s tongue pushed into her, Riza swallowed Maes to the root, feeling his fingers massaging her back. The soft leather seat of the car brushed her erect nipples and sensitive skin. Cramped or not, this was a sensation she was glad she hadn’t missed and, to think, she had nearly refused the near-public encounter.

Roy’s hands turned her a bit, drawing her out along the back seat. Something longer and thicker slid into her, more fulfilling than his tongue, no matter how talented it was. Sensual leather under her, two handsome men filling her in ways she often dreamed about – usually when Havoc, Breda and Falman were droning on about something – what better way to pass a night?

Trailing her tongue along the prominent vein of Maes’ cock, Riza moaned softly, Roy’s finger circling her clit as he thrust into her. He applied a little more pressure, rolling her clit like a pebble before a wave like the one that coursed through her, lifting her hips off the leather.

As she took a moment to catch her escaped breath, Maes leaned over and whispered, “Give me a moment, want to play with him, too.”

Nodding, Riza eased off touching Maes then let Roy slip free of her body. She planted a foot gently against his belly, stopping Roy. He shot her a curious look. “Getting cramped back here.”

Roy reached inside and helped her out of the car. He wrapped his strong arms around her. He always looked so lost in his uniform that Riza occasionally forgot how good his muscles were until they were close like this. Roy pressed her back against the cool metal of the car, the condom slippery against her thigh as Roy tried to situate himself. He got lost for several long moments as he lavished kisses over her breasts. Out of the corner of her eye, Riza saw Maes getting out of the car, shimmying out of his pants.

Roy finally reburied himself in her as she braced herself again the car. Clinging to his sweating back, Riza let her head fall back, watching the moon dance with eventide clouds while the best sensations were born deep inside her, radiating out like ripples in a pond. Shuddering, Roy came with a low moan as she fluttered kisses across his brow. Riza held him up then his weight moved away from her as Maes caught Roy around the waist.

“My turn,” Maes said, his teeth gleaming under the moonlight. Riza could imagine the full effect of one of his huge, goofy grins.

Roy chuckled lowly. “What are you suggesting?”

Maes patted the hood of the car then pulled Roy to him. He kissed Roy with so much fire, Riza wanted to knock them both down and have her way with them, more so than she already had. His hand floated down Roy’s back and along the curve of his butt. Hearing Roy moan, Riza figured at least one of Maes’ strong fingers had disappeared inside him. Riza knew her lovers well. While Roy was finishing with her, no doubt Maes had oiled himself up.

Roy drummed the hood of the car then beckoned to Riza. She raised her eyebrows. What did he think she was going to do? A heated whisper later and Riza was lounged back against the cool steel. Roy’s hands wrapped around her thighs, steadying himself as Maes eased into him. She studied the long lines of Roy’s neck as his voice box bobbed, moaning out his pleasure. Watching as they fell into an easy rhythm, masculine grunts knifing the night air, Riza felt utterly content.

Happily braced against the car, Roy dipped his head between her legs. His tongue flickered over her damp folds before tickling and teasing her expertly. Riza gazed up at the velvet of the night sky, lost in the quivering delight of her body. Cries of her release startled some night birds just before Maes’ lower register moans joined hers in counterpoint.

Lost in the loose-limbed afterglow, Riza finally came back to earth as two sets of masculine hands helped her off the hood of the car. She rested against Maes’ chest, looking back, hoping she hadn’t dented the hood. Havoc would be bound to notice when this car came back to its ‘reserved for Colonel Mustang’ spot in the car pool. “I thought you were crazy when you said cars were hot and you just had to try this, Maes.”

He kissed her. “What can I say? I have good ideas. Too bad Gracia is too pregnant. She hated to miss out.”

“Definitely too bad for her.” Roy leaned in to steal a kiss from them both. “You really do have the best ideas.”

Riza couldn’t dispute that. Sometimes, their lives were so hard and cruel that they were nearly unbearable but they had each other. They had nights like this, a searing light in the gloom to warm their hearts with. What more could she want?

Comments

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

Remind me again why this isn't canon?

*purrs* Loved it.

Still, she had visions of Roy, sprawled in the grass, shirtless, erect cock peeking out of his pants, ending up photographed by some passer-by and ending up on the cover of the Central Review .

Now THAT is a newspaper I'd actually be interested in buying. :)

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

hahaha we only wish it were canon.

Now THAT is a newspaper I'd actually be interested in buying. :)

THAT is pretty much exactly what my beta said.

thanks. I'm so glad you enjoyed it