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Roy Mustang ([personal profile] drownsinflowers) wrote2013-10-04 09:26 pm

Ze Cocktail Partay Aftermath!

[Sometimes, things work out perfectly well.

They'd managed to successfully say goodbye to their hosts, upholding an incredibly professional appearance at least until they left the building. He might have snuck in a few touches of his hand against Riza's over his arm on the way home, and the conversation took on a much more relaxed air.

He paused just outside her apartment, glancing up-- and then back at her trying to gauge the mood because he really wasn't sure if it was something she still wanted to do. This was a big deal, even if it was just tea.]

Here we are...
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[personal profile] inhersights 2013-10-19 06:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It had been a tacit agreement between them, that neither would do what the other did not wish to do. They might have skirted the rule from time to time, but it was in those times in which they were facing matters of life and death. So far, their decisions and wit hadn't lead them astray.

'Later' was for when they could actually sit down properly and enjoy the drink -- which was very much looking like the morning over breakfast -- but 'now' was what mattered. Their kisses mattered, heated and needy as they were; their touches mattered, their hands suddenly busy over skin and clothes. It suddenly felt so easy to let all inhibitions go and let things progress without any more care but...

Riza had taken to undoing the first two buttons of Roy's shirt, finally undoing his tie, as his hands tugged up the skirt of her dress. Having her legs bared, and feeling the fabric of his pants gaginst the skin of her thighs made her pause. She brought a hand down to grip one of his -- not to stop him; in fact the gesture hiked her skirt a little further up. Once again, she stopped in her kisses -- ]

Right here?

[ Idly, Riza did wonder if kitchen trysts were truly doable, or if they were better left in the realm of fiction. While it seemed to be another moment of "not here", she did mention she had better furnishings than he did.

Her gaze briefly swept to the skin by Roy's collar, up to his lips, then to his eyes. She always sought his agreement, but in the cases that he had other plans, she trusted whatever decision he came to. ]

We can move.
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[personal profile] inhersights 2013-10-19 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Whatever they might end up doing, there definitely will be no turning back. They can try, but they will not be able to deny the truth to themselves and simply forget about it. Like the many other things in their lives, they will have to stand for their decisions and do their best to move forward without any regret.

Riza eased into Roy's guidance, her gaze only briefly pointing down as she patted the velvety fabric of her dress down, and she sought to catch his look again. She appreciated him leaving the choice to her, and she knew that Roy truly wasn't the incorrigible womanizer he made his image out to be, in the same manner that she wasn't 'Elizabeth'.

He had made his intentions clear, but she realized that she might have needed to make hers clearer. Her arm slid to his back, as her other hand slipped his tie off of his neck. Riza spoke with a hint of sheepishness -- a smile and a coloring to her cheeks -- realizing what her answer implied. They might not be teenagers, but this level of intimacy was something she held onto with certain amount of importance.

Though who else to share it with, other than the most important person in her life? ]

We'd be more comfortable in the bedroom, I believe. Come.

[ With a coaxing tug at Roy's side, Riza leads the way out of the kitchen, into the hall, and into her bedroom. ]
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[personal profile] inhersights 2013-10-20 08:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ With every movement, with every breath, Riza's senses were tuned to Roy, waiting for any little sign that he didn't want this, that she was wrong. But every touch of their hands, every look and every step, her doubts are quelled. She had to remind herself that as long as it's just between her and Roy, she had no reason to doubt, and that she can walk forward in confidence.

... not that it'll stop her from glancing over her shoulder with a smile, and giving the hand that held hers a gentle squeeze.

They had faced things much more frightening and life-threatening, and yet her heart was threatening to leap out of her chest. It felt as if they were walking to a precipice together and that soon, they would have to jump, and find out whether they'll fall to their deaths or fly. Regardless, her promise to him that day remained: that she will follow him unto hell. What had gone unsaid, and that she realized later, was that Roy would do the same for her, and that hell wasn't the only place they could follow each other into...

Riza almost started to regret ever choosing that dress and had the awful thought that it would burst at the seams if she didn't breathe. But breathe she did, a long and deep one, once they had crossed the threshold of her bedroom; and each breath was one more step into reclaiming and claiming what she believed they both deserved.

Riza turned to face Roy once more, tossing the tie onto her bed behind her, before tugging him by the collar to pull him in, kissing him as if he had become her source of air. For a moment, she dared him in her mind to tell her to stop, to order to stop, but she knew she will just retort with her usual pigheadedness. But at this point, she was confident in their tacit agreement, signed and sealed with each touch of their lips and, in Riza's case, with each button of Roy's shirt that came undone. ]
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[personal profile] inhersights 2013-10-20 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ If pressed for a choice, Riza would say that this whole ordeal amused her -- only once they were able to do any kind of "looking back". Even in dark fairy tales, some good came out for someone, and Riza would be forever grateful, if they can even get a glimpse of something this good, despite all of their sins.

Riza resisted in pressing too much against Roy, despite the strong urge to do so. Her dress being unzipped made her shudder, but she didn't stop him. If there was anyone who could touch and see her back now, it was only Roy. The sensation had become foreign, however; indeed, she had refrained from intimate physical contact, despite Roy having freed her from the burden of the secrets her back held. It wasn't a story she was willing to share with just anybody, and she hoped that it was one that would end with her and Roy. It was such that Riza had gained the skill of being able to zip herself up and down without any assistance from others, and so the mere gesture of someone else doing it for her, gave her a tinge of nervousness -- which, very soon, gave way to relief, as soon, she will be free of that dress.

But that didn't stop her hand. She took advantage of Roy's pause to finally slip the shirt off of his shoulders and to have it join the tie on the bed, and her lips wandered down his neck. She might be around him day in and day out, and she cannot imagine her life without him around, but having him fill her senses like this was pleasingly indulgent.

As long as there were no complaints, then Riza had no reason to stay her hand. Her tone came almost as if she was reminding him of paperwork when she spoke against his ear -- ]

You're not done.

[ -- except that it held no bite of her usually dry humor. It held a touch of impatience and plenty of desire. ]
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[personal profile] inhersights 2013-10-21 01:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Roy's look and, well, diligence, was rewarded with a gentle and knowing smile, helping him along in getting the dress clear off her hips. It wasn't the first time she had undressed in front of him, but the last times were far from being as pleasant as this.

As if they were just walking in tandem to each other down the halls of East City HQ or Central HQ, Riza moved easily within Roy's grasp and with his guidance, laid down on the bed. It was impossible not to feel his heart beating against her own chest, and she knew what it meant: if he was nervous, then she will do her best to be cool and collected enough for the both of them --

But even that was proving to be difficult, not when she could feel more of his skin on hers, and his kisses were stealing away every single word she had on her tongue. When her hands ran up his arms, and down his sides, she felt each scar against her fingertips. Each of them held stories she knew all too well -- she had only seen them, but never touched them. It offered no pleasure to be reminded of her failures to protect him in those times, but now -- now that she can touch him -- she can offer more comfort, and more of her love. ]
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[personal profile] inhersights 2013-10-23 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ One of these days, Riza might just learn how to undress in front of Roy-- for Roy. For now, they will have to be content with this dance not going quite like as it would in the movies -- not that Riza cared about that in the least.

They worked together in the office, they worked together even when apart, and there was therefore no reason that they couldn't work in the bedroom together. She too, wanted to prolong that kiss as much as possible, but there were still obstacles in her way. She could sense Roy's urgency, punctuated by their lips parting again. ]

Here-- get up and hold still.

[ useless B( Riza sat up and took it upon her hands to help him along, skillful fingers doing quick work of buckles, buttons and zippers. But her fingers betrayed a bit of a tremble -- one of anticipation, inexperience, and perhaps, a bit of her innate shyness -- as her knuckles brushed against him intimately through fabric.

Riza wasn't the type to torment (until she learns how to) and she was known for her efficiency; and so, with a look in his eyes and soft smile, she started to clear the rest of Roy's clothes off of his waist and past his hips. She certainly hadn't undressed a man in this context before, and undressing people for treatment was a wholly different matter. ]
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[personal profile] inhersights 2013-10-23 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[ One can never stop a sniper's hands once they get to work. It's something about gaining momentum and following through and--

It wasn't that Riza was staring, but her eyes served their purpose and she did take a good look at Roy undressing, and finally, undressed. She couldn't look away -- she shouldn't. Her eyes served him, and in this moment, her eyes were for him alone. There was something to be said about a superior officer undressing before his subordinate, but at this moment, there were no ranks, no uniform -- just them -- friends, soul mates, partners.

His touches ignited and reignited her desires, and her eyelids close briefly at the contact over her cheeks and with his fingers in her hair.

As he moved to rejoin her, Riza made a little questioning noise, as if sensing that question in which she would answer, yes, his help in getting her out of her undergarments would be greatly appreciated... and her leg tensed, but only in the brief moment that the caress of Roy's hand registered. She bit the inside of her lip to temper a pleased little sound over where he had dared to place his kiss. She had leaned back on her elbow, because she didn't want to just close her eyes and let things happen -- she wanted to see, she wanted to remember.

Her other leg brushed against Roy's side, up and down in a slow and lazy tempo, as she released a shaky breath, and she looked at him, in mock accusation that was softened by amusement and arousal. Payback, was it?

She brought a hand up to brush through his hair, the pads of her fingers pressing against his scalp before relaxing to touch at his cheek. She gave him a light pinch, before lightly raking the back of her nails against the side of his neck. ]
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[personal profile] inhersights 2013-10-24 05:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The grin came to Riza as a warning that Roy was up to something, and that it was something she would approve of; and the way he looked right back at her made her weak in the knees -- good thing she wasn't standing in heels anymore.

As he went lower, the less of him she could have in her grasp, but her fingers still played in his hair, catching the short strands between roughened digits with involuntary tugs. Seeing Roy move down between her legs gave her an illustration (among many that she has considered and will still consider, certainly) of what "erotic" meant. She couldn't touch him as much as she wanted with her hands for now, but when she could, the curve of her calves and the arc of her feet caressed his sides.

Lower and lower, each kiss and touch of breath sent subtle tremors through her skin, her mind momentarily spinning in anticipation of what she thought he will be doing, and it made her well aware of her own state of arousal. It took some mind to register as to what Roy was doing with her underwear and, with her ankles placed firmly on the bed, Riza briefly lifted her hips carefully, and will shift her legs accordingly to help him along.

-- and, oh, the constriction about her chest was becoming uncomfortable. Once her pants were clear: ]

Ah-- wait, please.

[ -- she will just take a moment to sit up and remove her bra, reaching easily behind her to unhook the satin-and-lace garment. As she did so, she couldn't help but look shyly at Roy. She didn't share the same confidence he had about his body, but one look from him and she was reminded that she was important to him, and no judgment would be coming from him. ]
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[personal profile] inhersights 2013-10-28 02:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[ No harm at all -- as long as Riza was around to mind that ego. Most of the time, and especially within the walls of the Headquarters, she tempered it; but tonight, she was more in the mood to stroke it.

If she hadn't heard Roy's little impatient breath, she knew with his body language. As she set her bra aside, she gave him a knowing little smile -- an apology, and a promise; that she wasn't out to make him wait any longer. She knew that Roy Mustang hated waiting. That was the last bit of delay she would have him suffer for tonight -- because she figured she couldn't suffer any more delay herself.

As he came down again, she moved as if she knew what he wanted her to do. She laid back down, doing her best to keep her eyes on his as much as she can, encouraging, accepting. Her hand found his on her waist, and she moved her thighs at his kiss, letting him carry on what he had intended to do.

-- and once his tongue touched her, his name fluttered out of her lips with her sighs, and felt as if a signal flare had been lit and shot up through her body. The concept wasn't strange, but to experience it first hand was a whole different matter. His teasing held her on the edge of relief and tension, and she felt that he could keep her there for as long as he liked. Somehow she felt that he was looking for what pleased her, and thus she didn't hesitate, voicing encouragements as to where she liked it most. Her hold on his hand tensed, her other hand gripping the sheets, but her hips lightly shifted, inviting. ]
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[personal profile] inhersights 2013-11-12 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Any and all information Roy might have needed, Riza gave freely. While he held back, she did the same -- she didn't want to be hoarding all of the pleasure, as Roy would be correct in his assumption: that she wanted to please him in return.

A hitched breath ran past her lips over that last fleeting touch, and she was all too eager to welcome him with her touches as he moved upward. Her hands were adoring of his body, from the smoother planes and dips, to the rougher patches of skin of his scars.

Riza's leg was just about to get comfortable in its new found position about Roy's hips until -- ]

Mm --?

[ She welcomed his lips almost too eagerly, gradually letting herself fall deep into the intoxication of what they were engaging in, but still very mindful of each little step they took. ]

Ah-- yes. Let me.

[ There was a reason for the small stock of rubber Riza maintained; but that was a thing to be explained some other time. For the time-being, they were going to be used for their foremost purpose.

With a quiet sigh, Riza unhooked her leg from Roy's waist and carefully turned around to reach for said drawer from across the bed. As she did some unwrapping, she leaned against the pillows propped by the headboard, and with a meaningful look -- ]

I need you here, Roy.

[ -- so as she can help him with this one task. ]
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[personal profile] inhersights 2013-11-13 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[ As Roy came close, Riza met his gaze and his smile with her own, only until she had to briefly busy herself in accomplishing her task. After finally setting the torn wrapper aside, she wraps an arm about Roy's shoulder with the intention of pulling him closer over her, as she sank back into her pillows -- ]

Now where were we?

[ -- so as they can pick up from where they left off. Not quite hooking her leg about his waist just yet, with her other hand seeking him out so as she can guide him in.

She had no experience to speak of, but Riza liked to think she can credit knowledge, instinct and most of all, confidence in Roy. Granted, Riza had foregone any other kind of romantic and sexual relationship throughout her career. She didn't need anyone who would be seen as her weakness, and in turn, would make her a liability for her commander. Besides, she was one known for her loyalty, and her heart, regardless of the brand of affections she held therein, already belonged to Roy. There was no one else she could see sharing this deep intimacy with.

It was perhaps childish, if others would come to know; but she had trusted Roy with her back once, and she knew that she can trust him with the rest of her, just has she was able to entrust her heart, her soul, and her life to him. ]

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