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Lt. Riza Hawkeye ([personal profile] inhersights) wrote in [personal profile] drownsinflowers 2013-10-18 06:54 pm (UTC)

[ One had become an essential part of the other. As to when it had exactly begun, as to when they had both acknowledged that fact, was hard to pinpoint. It was history written in blood and fire, and their future can perhaps be written in something more gentle, but just as heated.

Riza started to question as to exactly why she invited Roy over for tea in the first place. She had hoped for conversation, to talk about what was happening to them, to plan as to how they will deal with this in the morning once the cocktail's regalia came off, and the uniform came back on...

Being human, and behaving as such -- not killing machines doing someone else's bidding, or beasts living in fear of those higher in the food chain -- had been a luxury for the longest time. But now, letting their hands and lips go as they pleased, letting their breaths and the movements of their bodies do he talking, it was indeed far more a natural thing than formalities.

With his kisses and the command of his hand, it was almost as if Roy had stolen the sharp retort that Riza had prepared for him. She bit the inside of her lip to stopper a sound more pleased than plaintive, her hands gripping his, and her hips pressing against his once more in response. What he was doing to her was sweet torture. The next instance she opens her mouth was when she turned her head, half blindly seeking Roy's lips; and if it weren't his lips, she would be content with the side of his face, the line of his jaw. Taking her turn to speak against his skin -- ]


And yet you distract me. You're good at that.

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