[ No science or alchemy would have allowed them to predict this outcome; yet as with the rumors... they say there wasn't smoke without fire. Some could just be genuinely jesting, while others were more perceptive.
Roy and Riza had their chances -- numerous missed ones. They were perhaps part of the reason as to why this had become so intense; that for each missed chance was a piece dropped in exchange for what was to come. Riza didn't believe in destiny, but she believed in balance and give-and-take. It wasn't that it would never happen, but it was just a matter of time, what with the bond and affection they share.
Thoughts of what shouldn't happen, what they shouldn't be doing, were all tucked away. There was no room for them in the here and now of the deeper physical manifestation of their affections. All of Riza's thoughts were of Roy and of each breath he took, each sound he made...
With a lingering breath against Roy's skin, Riza gave in; there were no words as she hummed pleasingly at the attention Roy poured on her. She found no reason to complain for the lack of finesse, as each kiss and touch of his lips only served to further fan the flames he had ignited in her --
-- and even more so with each stroke of his hips against hers. She was reminded of what she was denied of earlier, and Riza found herself desperately wanting it. Her hands roamed his skin, finding anchor about his back, as her body followed his guidance. The need for more finally drew her to hook a leg about his waist, urging him closer still. ]
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Roy and Riza had their chances -- numerous missed ones. They were perhaps part of the reason as to why this had become so intense; that for each missed chance was a piece dropped in exchange for what was to come. Riza didn't believe in destiny, but she believed in balance and give-and-take. It wasn't that it would never happen, but it was just a matter of time, what with the bond and affection they share.
Thoughts of what shouldn't happen, what they shouldn't be doing, were all tucked away. There was no room for them in the here and now of the deeper physical manifestation of their affections. All of Riza's thoughts were of Roy and of each breath he took, each sound he made...
With a lingering breath against Roy's skin, Riza gave in; there were no words as she hummed pleasingly at the attention Roy poured on her. She found no reason to complain for the lack of finesse, as each kiss and touch of his lips only served to further fan the flames he had ignited in her --
-- and even more so with each stroke of his hips against hers. She was reminded of what she was denied of earlier, and Riza found herself desperately wanting it. Her hands roamed his skin, finding anchor about his back, as her body followed his guidance. The need for more finally drew her to hook a leg about his waist, urging him closer still. ]