Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ The Test Of Time ❯ Chapter 9 ( Chapter 9 )
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By: elbereth04 
Anime/Manga: Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.03.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 263 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.03.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 263 | Status: Work In Progress
The Test Of Time
A/N- I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist no matter how much I want to.
Ch. 9
It had been an hour since she had pushed Roy out of her door, in desperate need for a new belt. She mentally kicked herself for having thought 'Maybe I should have shot his boxers off as well. Because, then she realized, 'If that had happened then there would have been no way in hell that I could have stayed angry with him. I would’ve jumped him, and that's just what the bastard wants.'
She let out a frustrated sigh and set her gun down on the little table by the door in case he came back. "What do I even see in him?" she wondered aloud, going into the kitchen and getting some coffee. "Well," she pondered, deciding to start with negatives first and see which list is longer.
"He's a slacker, there's no doubt about that, and that's something I couldn't live with, if we got married. Wait. Did I just say 'married'? Since when did I think about marrying that arrogant bastard?” She shook her head to clear the thought, “Moving on… he's arrogant, he can't keep his hormones under control, and he’s reckless, and manipulative." Just thinking about all of these made Riza’s blood boil, especially because she dealt with them more than anyone else.
She took several deep breathes in an attempt to calm herself “Alright, let's try the positives, and see if I'm able to counter each one." Riza took a seat at her kitchen table and thought for a few minutes. She frowned upon reaching her first conclusion "He's not even getting a break on being a slacker, that's just flat out annoying. The arrogance can get annoying as well but he's just so damned good at everything he does, when he actually does it, that I guess he deserves to be a little arrogant. As for his hormones, well… when he directs them at me, it’s hot.” She smirked at the thought. “As for his recklessness, it’s saved us both on numerous occasions. And finally, I guess the manipulation isn't all bad. True, he uses it to his advantage so that he can climb the ranks, but it's not as if he just wants power. He wants to make this country a better place."
Sighing, she made her final conclusion with a smile on her face "And I wouldn't have it any other way."
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If Roy Mustang were the type of man to skip around in happiness, like
Havoc was, he would be skipping around saying 'She didn't shoot me, she didn't shoot me!' but he wasn't. He was the type to always keep his composure. So instead of running around like a school girl, he was on the phone with his best friend saying "She didn't shoot me, she didn't shoot me!"
That is until said best friend told him that if he didn't go back over to Riza's and make a playmate for his daughter that he would bring over his new photo book, 'Elysia Hughes: Swing set edition.' After hearing those words, Roy quickly left before Hughes decided to come over anyways.
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Upon reaching Riza's door, Roy took in a breath and slowly let it out in attempt to calm his nerves. 'Coward' his conscience mocked, after raising his hand to knock and then putting it back down for the third time. "I am not" he muttered, and then knocked firmly on the door.
When Riza opened the door, she looked down and laughed. "I see you found yourself another belt?" she asked, gesturing to his pants. Roy frowned "Yes I did." She crossed her arms and put on a serious face, "What do you want Roy?" The raven haired man smiled, noting that she had gone back to his name and not his rank. "Can I come in Riza? Please?" he asked.
She grabbed her gun from the table by the door and aimed it at his head "You can come in, but don't even think of trying anything." Giving her one of his infamous smiles, he followed her in. "I wouldn't dream of it." But as soon as the door was shut, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into a kiss, pinning her against the wall. Luckily she hadn’t taken the safety off and the gun didn’t shoot as her hand hit the wall.
Riza had to say, that she admired his bravery. She wasn't expecting an attack three seconds after she warned him. 'Actually' she thought, 'that was kind of hot.' But she was Riza Hawkeye, the one woman immune to his charms, and she wasn't about to slip up. So, she quickly pushed him away and aimed her gun at him again, this time taking the safety off. "Are you an idiot? I just told you not to try anything." she reprimanded.
"Riza, please, I love you. Let me make it up to you" he responded nervously. She shook her head "No." The alchemist sighed in frustration "Alright Riza, I told you I was sorry, countless times. Now you can either shoot me or you can just shut up and let me make you happy."
Riza raised her gun level to his forehead for a moment then sighed and put the safety back on her gun. Inwardly she thought 'Alright Roy. You can make me happy. But you're still going to pay. She put her hands up in mock surrender "Alright, you win." Roy grinned and pinned her once again, in a kiss.
Being the smart person that he is, he removed the gun from Riza's hand and set it on the table. "Riza…" he whispered, unbuttoning her shirt "Riza, I love you so much." the blonde blushed "I love you too..." she admitted. Alright, so maybe she wasn't completely immune to his charm.
"Don't you think we should move this to the bedroom?" Riza asked. "Yes" was his response before picking her up and carrying her to the bedroom, making occasional stops to remove the constricting clothing they had on.
"Riza..." Roy said softly, laying her down on his bed and kissing her neck "Riza, I don't deserve you…" "Yes you do." she reassured him “I’m no fool Roy; I don’t give my love to undeserving people.” She returned his kisses just as passionately as he had given them to her. “Although you can be an idiot sometimes,” she stopped and attempted to give him a serious glare, but she couldn’t even pretend to be mad at him anymore.
Roy smiled and ran his hands up and down her body "“I’m just lucky to have a woman that is kind enough to love an idiot like me.” At that Riza blushed "Keep up with that kind of talk and I may just have to stay with you forever." He looked into her eyes "I'd like that." She looked at him oddly “You settle down?” She scoffed, “Besides Riza Mustang doesn't even sound good."
Roy kissed her "I don't know, I sort of like Riza Mustang… In fact I think you should change it." Riza cocked an eyebrow "What?" Roy pressed his forehead to hers and kissed her "Marry me."
If Riza's eyes could get any wider they would have popped out "M-marry you…? But, it's forbidden…." The alchemist smirked "I believe lying in bed naked with your C.O. is forbidden as well, but you don't have any issues with that do you? Besides, nobody has to know. It can be a private wedding. You can wear your ring on a necklace." he reasoned.
"There's a ring?" she asked. "Well…In the dresser by my bed there is…" he confessed. She looked even more shocked, if possible "So…you've been planning this?" He nodded "I was planning on asking under different circumstances…but now just seemed the perfect time….please?"
"Yes." she said after a while. "I'll marry you. But don't think for one moment that you'll get any special treatment at wo---" She never got to finish her sentence because he cut her off with a kiss.
"Now, on to the fun stuff, eh?" he asked. "Yes.” she replied breathily, “Now get on with it."
That was all the urging he needed before putting his skilled hands to use. One hand went to her breast, and the other went between her legs. 'Damn, she’s extremely aroused.' he noted. "No Roy…" Riza paused, "when I said 'get on with it', I meant get on with it..."
"Alright Riza, if you really want it that bad..." he teased, attempting to hide a smirk. Riza nodded quickly and he obliged, entering her and smiling at her loud moan of pleasure. Frowning at his slow pace, she arched upwards "More…" she urged. “As you wish" he replied.
Those were the last intelligible words that left either of their mouths, before letting themselves be launched into a land of ecstasy.
"That was quick" she started "Yet extremely satisfying" he finished. Riza smirked before climbing on top of him "You up for another round?" The annoying cocky grin found its way to Roy's mouth "Oh yes. I'm up for as many rounds as you wish." "Good." she replied "Because I'm not finished with you yet."
A/N- I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist no matter how much I want to.
Ch. 9
It had been an hour since she had pushed Roy out of her door, in desperate need for a new belt. She mentally kicked herself for having thought 'Maybe I should have shot his boxers off as well. Because, then she realized, 'If that had happened then there would have been no way in hell that I could have stayed angry with him. I would’ve jumped him, and that's just what the bastard wants.'
She let out a frustrated sigh and set her gun down on the little table by the door in case he came back. "What do I even see in him?" she wondered aloud, going into the kitchen and getting some coffee. "Well," she pondered, deciding to start with negatives first and see which list is longer.
"He's a slacker, there's no doubt about that, and that's something I couldn't live with, if we got married. Wait. Did I just say 'married'? Since when did I think about marrying that arrogant bastard?” She shook her head to clear the thought, “Moving on… he's arrogant, he can't keep his hormones under control, and he’s reckless, and manipulative." Just thinking about all of these made Riza’s blood boil, especially because she dealt with them more than anyone else.
She took several deep breathes in an attempt to calm herself “Alright, let's try the positives, and see if I'm able to counter each one." Riza took a seat at her kitchen table and thought for a few minutes. She frowned upon reaching her first conclusion "He's not even getting a break on being a slacker, that's just flat out annoying. The arrogance can get annoying as well but he's just so damned good at everything he does, when he actually does it, that I guess he deserves to be a little arrogant. As for his hormones, well… when he directs them at me, it’s hot.” She smirked at the thought. “As for his recklessness, it’s saved us both on numerous occasions. And finally, I guess the manipulation isn't all bad. True, he uses it to his advantage so that he can climb the ranks, but it's not as if he just wants power. He wants to make this country a better place."
Sighing, she made her final conclusion with a smile on her face "And I wouldn't have it any other way."
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If Roy Mustang were the type of man to skip around in happiness, like
Havoc was, he would be skipping around saying 'She didn't shoot me, she didn't shoot me!' but he wasn't. He was the type to always keep his composure. So instead of running around like a school girl, he was on the phone with his best friend saying "She didn't shoot me, she didn't shoot me!"
That is until said best friend told him that if he didn't go back over to Riza's and make a playmate for his daughter that he would bring over his new photo book, 'Elysia Hughes: Swing set edition.' After hearing those words, Roy quickly left before Hughes decided to come over anyways.
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Upon reaching Riza's door, Roy took in a breath and slowly let it out in attempt to calm his nerves. 'Coward' his conscience mocked, after raising his hand to knock and then putting it back down for the third time. "I am not" he muttered, and then knocked firmly on the door.
When Riza opened the door, she looked down and laughed. "I see you found yourself another belt?" she asked, gesturing to his pants. Roy frowned "Yes I did." She crossed her arms and put on a serious face, "What do you want Roy?" The raven haired man smiled, noting that she had gone back to his name and not his rank. "Can I come in Riza? Please?" he asked.
She grabbed her gun from the table by the door and aimed it at his head "You can come in, but don't even think of trying anything." Giving her one of his infamous smiles, he followed her in. "I wouldn't dream of it." But as soon as the door was shut, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into a kiss, pinning her against the wall. Luckily she hadn’t taken the safety off and the gun didn’t shoot as her hand hit the wall.
Riza had to say, that she admired his bravery. She wasn't expecting an attack three seconds after she warned him. 'Actually' she thought, 'that was kind of hot.' But she was Riza Hawkeye, the one woman immune to his charms, and she wasn't about to slip up. So, she quickly pushed him away and aimed her gun at him again, this time taking the safety off. "Are you an idiot? I just told you not to try anything." she reprimanded.
"Riza, please, I love you. Let me make it up to you" he responded nervously. She shook her head "No." The alchemist sighed in frustration "Alright Riza, I told you I was sorry, countless times. Now you can either shoot me or you can just shut up and let me make you happy."
Riza raised her gun level to his forehead for a moment then sighed and put the safety back on her gun. Inwardly she thought 'Alright Roy. You can make me happy. But you're still going to pay. She put her hands up in mock surrender "Alright, you win." Roy grinned and pinned her once again, in a kiss.
Being the smart person that he is, he removed the gun from Riza's hand and set it on the table. "Riza…" he whispered, unbuttoning her shirt "Riza, I love you so much." the blonde blushed "I love you too..." she admitted. Alright, so maybe she wasn't completely immune to his charm.
"Don't you think we should move this to the bedroom?" Riza asked. "Yes" was his response before picking her up and carrying her to the bedroom, making occasional stops to remove the constricting clothing they had on.
"Riza..." Roy said softly, laying her down on his bed and kissing her neck "Riza, I don't deserve you…" "Yes you do." she reassured him “I’m no fool Roy; I don’t give my love to undeserving people.” She returned his kisses just as passionately as he had given them to her. “Although you can be an idiot sometimes,” she stopped and attempted to give him a serious glare, but she couldn’t even pretend to be mad at him anymore.
Roy smiled and ran his hands up and down her body "“I’m just lucky to have a woman that is kind enough to love an idiot like me.” At that Riza blushed "Keep up with that kind of talk and I may just have to stay with you forever." He looked into her eyes "I'd like that." She looked at him oddly “You settle down?” She scoffed, “Besides Riza Mustang doesn't even sound good."
Roy kissed her "I don't know, I sort of like Riza Mustang… In fact I think you should change it." Riza cocked an eyebrow "What?" Roy pressed his forehead to hers and kissed her "Marry me."
If Riza's eyes could get any wider they would have popped out "M-marry you…? But, it's forbidden…." The alchemist smirked "I believe lying in bed naked with your C.O. is forbidden as well, but you don't have any issues with that do you? Besides, nobody has to know. It can be a private wedding. You can wear your ring on a necklace." he reasoned.
"There's a ring?" she asked. "Well…In the dresser by my bed there is…" he confessed. She looked even more shocked, if possible "So…you've been planning this?" He nodded "I was planning on asking under different circumstances…but now just seemed the perfect time….please?"
"Yes." she said after a while. "I'll marry you. But don't think for one moment that you'll get any special treatment at wo---" She never got to finish her sentence because he cut her off with a kiss.
"Now, on to the fun stuff, eh?" he asked. "Yes.” she replied breathily, “Now get on with it."
That was all the urging he needed before putting his skilled hands to use. One hand went to her breast, and the other went between her legs. 'Damn, she’s extremely aroused.' he noted. "No Roy…" Riza paused, "when I said 'get on with it', I meant get on with it..."
"Alright Riza, if you really want it that bad..." he teased, attempting to hide a smirk. Riza nodded quickly and he obliged, entering her and smiling at her loud moan of pleasure. Frowning at his slow pace, she arched upwards "More…" she urged. “As you wish" he replied.
Those were the last intelligible words that left either of their mouths, before letting themselves be launched into a land of ecstasy.
"That was quick" she started "Yet extremely satisfying" he finished. Riza smirked before climbing on top of him "You up for another round?" The annoying cocky grin found its way to Roy's mouth "Oh yes. I'm up for as many rounds as you wish." "Good." she replied "Because I'm not finished with you yet."