Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Lonely Mornings ❯ The Lurking Menace and First Inspection ( Chapter 6 )

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Lonely Mornings
Chapter 6 - The Lurking Menace and First Inspection
A Full Metal Alchemist Fanfiction
by Anne Packrat

Disclaimer: Full Metal Alchemist and its attendant characters and settings were created by Hiromu Arakawa and are distributed by Squeenix, Funi, and Vizzle.

WARNING: This chapter contains a somewhat explicitly described sexual scene between two consenting adults over the age of 18. If that type of thing bothers you, or you are underage, then please stop reading now. As usual profanity abounds.

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A dark figure watched the couple on the couch with interest. He had managed to sneak past them unseen and take up a position very near to them. This mildly surprised the watcher, but he put it down to the two soldiers being intent on each other.

His gaze looked lovingly at the woman, one Riza Hawkeye, but he still unsure of the man, her new boyfriend and commanding officer, Roy Mustang. There had been some problems between himself and the man in the past, but overall Mustang had been nice. However, if Mustang ever hurt the woman there would be hell to pay. Oh yes, he would pay.

His attention went back to the couple as they became tangled in each others arms and kissed, and then broke apart for air. This spurred the watcher to action.

So that was the game they wanted to play then, eh?

Well, he could play that too.

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Roy yelped in fear as a devastating assault was launched on his face. He struggled with his assailant before managing to lift him up off his chest.

"Black Hayate?" he said in surprise.

Above him a wiggling black and white puppy squirmed in his grip. Managing to free itself, the puppy rushed to continue its ferocious assault of puppy kisses, licks and slobber.

"Stop it, Hayate!" he said, pulling the dog away again and putting him down in his lap. He rubbed off his face with the sleeve of the bathrobe. "Ewww...," he said, "You're so little. Where the hell are you keeping all this extra spit?"

After the puppies third attempt to drench his face, Roy gave in and asked for help. "Riza, Can't you...." He stopped as he noticed her bent over the couch, shaking in a fit of laughter.

After a moment she stopped and wiped tears from her eyes. "I'm sorry, Roy, but he jumped at you and then your reaction.... It was priceless!"

"Well, I don't think it was that funny!" he huffed, feathers ruffled.

She was still grinning as he handed her Hayate. "Trust me, it was." She looked down at her dog who watched her in return. "Did you want to join in on the kissing too, boy?"

Hayate barked in agreement. His tail thumped against Riza's thighs.

"Ugh, no thanks," Roy said, wiping his mouth off again, "I don't like being kissed by a dog. And a male dog at that."

"So that means you'd kiss a female dog?" she asked.

He put his hand under her chin and lifted her eyes to meet his own. "Well, I'd kiss this female dog of the military," he returned, "If that's what you mean." He leaned in until his lips caught hers.

Their kiss was interrupted by Hayate barking and his increased wiggling against his owner's grip.

"What's with him?" Roy asked, gesturing toward the hyper puppy.

She scratched Hayate behind the ears then answered, "He always gets like this when visitors are around. I think it excites him."

Roy smirked. "You know what excites me?"

He opened his mouth to continue but she interrupted him. "Judging from your past behavior, Roy," she said, "anything female and breathing will excite you."

Undeterred he tried again, "You know what really excites me though?"

"Anything female and breathing with big breasts."

Roy sighed and tried again. "Well you know what really really excites me?"

"It had better be me," Riza replied, "Or else you're sleeping outside tonight."

He nodded. "Oh, it's you all right. And the things I can do to you."

She quirked an eyebrow. "What, like ordering me to fetch files, or have me make you coffee?"

Roy threw up his hands in defeat. "That's it, I think you're the first woman immune to the Mustang charm."

She put Hayate on the floor, and he immediately ran off into the bedroom. "Oh, I'm not totally immune," she said smiling, "Let's just say that over the years I've built up a resistance to it."

Hayate returned with a length of rope in his mouth. He offered it to Riza who took it. They began a fierce battle of tug of war. "Com'n, Hayate, get it!" she urged the dog, whose pulls were punctuated by small growls.

Roy watched her laughing and tugging on the rope with a mixture of fondness and bemusement. She felt his eyes on her and gave him a curious look. "Is something wrong?"

He shook his head, smiling softly. "No, not at all. I'm just surprised at how you're acting."

She frowned and started to reply, but he held his hand up to stop her. "I didn't mean anything bad by that. It's just that you're so much different here then you are at the office," he said having trouble finding the words he wanted, "You're so much more open, and well, free."

She let go of her side of the rope, causing Hayate to tumble backward with a startled yip. He quickly got back up and ran off to a corner to paw and chew on his hard won prize.

Looking down at her hands, Riza waited for her thoughts to clear. "Because of my position, and particularly because I'm a woman, I have to act a certain way in the office. I have to be always professional, always on guard against any type of threat to you. If I acted as anything but the efficient, calculating, uptight individual everyone has dubbed 'The Ice-Queen' then I would no longer be taken seriously," she explained.

Roy nodded and she continued, "Women in the military are a novelty at best, and many see a female in a uniform as nothing but a joke. As long as I'm the perfect soldier, they have less to laugh about."

Roy took hold of her hands and gripped them tightly. "I've never seen you as a joke. Neither do Havoc and the others."

She looked up at him. "I know that," she said with a hint of disapproval in her voice, "But in the case of our office, if I wasn't the taskmistress I am then nothing would ever get done!"

Roy chuckled. "Yeah, you have a point. I think I prefer the laughing, teasing Riza to Ice Queen Hawkeye though."

She smiled at that. "Well, finish your paperwork tomorrow or you're be seeing Crazy Gun-toting Pissed-Off Hawkeye." She yawned, "Speaking of tomorrow..."

Roy sighed and looked at the clock. "I suppose it is getting late. I should get home." He stood up and took a step toward the door, but a hand on his arm halted his movement.

"You- you don't have to go home...." she said staring at the floor, unable to meet his gaze.

His eyes widened. "Riza.... Are you sure?"

She bit her lip and nodded finally looking up at him. "Yes, It's just... I'm not sure I want to go too far tonight. I hope that's okay."

Noting her sudden anxiety, he pulled her up into his arms. "That's perfectly fine."

He gazed at her, his tone suddenly serious, "In fact, I'm giving you the lead in sexual matters, Riza. I won't do anything at all besides kissing unless you tell me you want to."

She pulled away from him slightly, just enough to look into his eyes. "Are you serious? You're willing to wait for me?"

Roy nodded. "I'll stay celibate for years if I have too."

Riza smiled at that. "Roy Mustang going years without sex? I think you'd explode after only a month."

He shrugged. "Maybe before I would have," he admitted, "But hey, you're worth waiting for."

It boggled her mind. Roy Mustang, legendary ladies man was waiting for her to make a move. Not that she intended to keep him waiting long at all, of course, but that's not what was so important to her. No, it was the simple fact that he was giving her total control over such a significant thing, that he trusted her that far. That's what made her heart beat faster, and caused her to love him even more.

"I guess we should get to bed then," she said, "But you have to promise to be good."

A brief flash in his eyes was all the warning she had before he suddenly met her lips in an exquisite kiss. She was left blushing red and completely breathless.

"Still want me to be good?" he asked softly, his smirk returning.

"Maybe...." she said when she could breathe again, "Maybe I'll let you be a little naughty."

She took in his widening smirk which promised so much.

"But just a little."

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Riza woke up to find herself shivering, the blanket she fell asleep under pulled entirely off her body. She looked around and found Roy facing away from her wrapped up tightly in a cocoon of all the bed linens.

It was then she realized a distressing fact about her new boyfriend.

Roy Mustang was a cover hog.

She found an edge of a blanket and tugged at it. It didn't budge. She tried again, pulling harder. This time it moved slightly. Finally she took a deep breath and pulled with all her might. The force of her effort uncovered Roy and pulled him onto his back.

She bit her lip and watched to see if he woke up. He didn't. "He must be a heavy sleeper...." she thought, "Or he's having a really good dream."

She took the time to again study his nearly nude body, taking in all the sights on the way. Her eyes widened in surprise as she found a rather obvious bulge in his boxers. "It must be one hell of a dream," she thought.

Roy shifted in his sleep and muttered something that sounded suspiciously like her name.

Her eyebrows shot up. "Correction," she muttered, "He's having one hell of a dream about me."

She looked back and forth from his face to his crotch, and a devious smile broke out on her features. "Let's see if we can turn dreams into reality..."

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Roy woke suddenly to a ticklish feeling in the area of his shorts. It was a nice sensation. No, wait... it was a really nice sensation. He wondered who could be causing it. Suddenly he remembered the events of last night and his eyes popped open.

"Riza?" he asked his voice low, "What are you doing?"

Well, actually he knew what she was doing. She was kneeling down by his legs, and was tracing her nails lightly up and down his covered erection. He squirmed as she hit a particularly sensitive spot.

"Why, Roy," she said (with a small smile on her face that he found unbelievably sexy), "Don't tell me that with all your supposed experience, you don't know this is called?" Her smile widened as he squirmed again. "I believe the technical term is 'foreplay'."

"I know what foreplay is!" he said more forcefully then he intended, "I just want to know why you're doing this. I thought you said you weren't ready yet."

Her hand stilled and she looked away from him, biting her lip.

Roy looked at her flushed face and a sudden realization came to him. A slow smile spread across his features. "You're horny, aren't you?"

She sat silently for a moment, then nodded. "I am," she admitted, "It's been a while." She lifted her head to look at him, defiance in her gaze, daring him to make fun of her. "That's not a problem is it?"

He quickly shook his head. "No! Not at all! Be horny all you want," he said grinning, "In fact, I'm going to make it an order! Lieutenant, I command you to be horny!"

His statement caused her to giggle. "Sir, I do believe that order is a clear abuse of your power."

"Oh?" he asked, his eyebrow raised, "Are you going to punish me then?"

"Maybe later," she said, her secret little smile returning, "For now I think its time for your first inspection."

Roy's jaw dropped. "You're kidding right?" he asked, "I mean you really wouldn't..." He stopped mid-sentence when he felt her tugging on his boxers. "Oh crap, you are..."

After a few tugs, his manhood sprang free, and Riza gasped at the sight of it. She trailed a finger along it's length. "Well... I can see you weren't lying after all."

He propped himself up on his elbows so he could better see what she was doing. He nodded. "I told you I was the king." He groaned as she wrapped a slim hand around the base of his shaft "Oh god, Riza...."

She pumped him several times, noting how he got harder as she did so. With a small amount of pride she noticed his half closed eyes and glazed over look. She must be doing something right, because he was definitely enjoying this.

In fact, he was enjoying it. Immensely. The feel of her touching him so intimately was pure ecstasy. He could feel a tight heat growing at the small of his back, which grew more intense with each of her movements.

She stopped stroking him and took her hand away. With a disappointed moan, he opened his eyes to see her moving his cock around, examining it from different angles.

"Just continuing the inspection, sir," she said to answer his questioning glance, "Everything seems to be in working order. This is indeed a fine looking cock."

Amused he said, "So then do I pass?"

"I'm not sure yet," she replied giving him a sultry smile, "I have to perform the oral portion first."

His eyes widened, "You are not going to..." He felt warm wet lips engulf the head of his cock. "Holy hell...."

Riza's mouth bobbed up and down on his penis, occasionally stopping to lick the underside or kiss the head. Roy groaned; it took all his willpower not to buck into her mouth.

It didn't take long before her careful ministrations brought him close to the edge. "God, Riza, I'm going to-"

She grinned and lightly grazed him with her teeth all along his length. It proved to be too much. With a hoarse yell, he came.

For Roy, the tight heat in his belly exploded engulfing his body. Everything went white as he was washed with wave after wave of fire. Finally it subsided and he dropped, spent, back to the pillows

For Riza, it was an all together different experience. She almost gagged when he first shot off in her mouth, and only her iron will allowed her to not spit out the rest. When he was done, she leaned over to the edge of the table and gargled using a glass of water she'd left from the night before. Then she grabbed a box of tissues and worked on cleaning them both up.

As she worked she noted that Roy hadn't moved or said anything for at least a minute. Worried, she asked, "Are you okay? I didn't, uh, hurt you did I?"

His mind still half filled with fog, he shook his head. He pushed himself up and grabbed her in a fierce hug. "Not at all," he said into her hair, his voice still husky from orgasm, "That was... That was incredible."

She let out a breath she didn't know she'd been holding. She sighed in relief, "I'm glad you enjoyed it."

"Oh, I more than enjoyed it," he told her earnestly, "I'm not sure there's a strong enough word to express just how much I enjoyed it."

"That's good," Riza said, "Because I really don't think I want to do it again."

His face fell in shock, "But why-?" He was silenced when she put her finger on his lips.

"I don't mean the first bit, I don't mind that," she clarified, "I just never want to have to swallow your semen again."

Roy sighed. "Tastes that bad, huh?"

She grimaced at the memory, "Let's just say it's not exactly five-star cuisine."

"Hmmmm....." Roy murmured trailing his fingers along her side, "I wonder if you taste any better?"

Riza shivered at his touch and implication. "I-I don't know," she said her voice trembling.

The infamous smirk appeared on his face, and his hot breath bathed her ear as he whispered in it.

"Why don't we find out?"

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Author's Indulgence

Holy hell this was hard to write. Harder than Chapter 4 even. I've never written a real lemon before, but I have read plenty of them. Despite having experience (I am married after all), I still found it hard to make it at least somewhat believable, and not degenerate into stock romance novel fucking. I hope I succeeded, at least a little bit.

I tried my damndest to keep everyone in character, but... well, it's hard to do in a situation like this. I apologize for any OOCness you may have noticed. There's a bit of cliche running rampant as well. I apologize for that too.

It strikes me that my Hawkeye seems to be a bit more mellow then those of other authors. I suppose she's a bit more sexually liberated too. Keep in mind that she's a woman in her late twenties, in the military. I can almost guarantee you that she's had experience, or at least gotten more than her fill of stories from the men around her.

Should I bother to fully write out the sex in the next chapter? I guess whether or not I do depends on the reaction to the scene in this chapter.

Oh, and in case you were wondering, I did actually write "Riza Hawkeye, Cock Inspector." It's available with my other stories.

-Thanks to the creators and crew of the FMA anime and manga.
-Thanks to my husband, who has the annoying habit of reading lemons over my shoulder and making fun of the writing in them.
-Thanks to everyone who reviews and sends feedback. You don't know just how much I appreciate them.
-And thanks to you for reading.

Next Chapter: If you wish, I'll invite Smut back. Otherwise, the Morning After, and we learn just why Riza is so good at giving blowjobs.