Various Anime One Shots

Family > Roy Mustang <

Relax day featuring your loving husband.

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"I can't wait to see how adorable my son will look in a military uniform." Roy spoke in an amused and confident tone from beside you.

The both of you were relaxing on the couch in your home in Central. It was a day of no work or chores where the both of you would lay in front of the tv and cuddle each other from morning to night. You were laying with your head resting on a pillow on the backrest as one of your hands would slowly comb through your husbands raven hair.

Roy laid with his head resting of your braless chest- one of his favourite positions to lay with you- and he simply stared at the huge melon-sized bump that was your stomach. He couldn't see the tv due to your stomach being so large at six and a half months but you knew he would rather watch where his unborn child was located rather than some movie he had already seen.

"Roy, I told you this when we got married and again when you got me pregnant- Our child is not wearing a military uniform costume." You muttered while rolling your eyes. The man was persistent that was for sure but you didn't know why he would want a baby in a uniform when that job had caused him so much grief and remorse.

Your hand tugged at his hair while you spoke which erupted a quiet hiss from the man. He turned his body so he coud see you and smiled deviously when he playfully and loudly moaned as he began nuzzling his face into your recently-growing breasts. He squinted his eyes opened to watch your unamused expression as you denied the stupid smile that was waiting to be emitted from your lips.

"If our son takes after me - like he will- he will become a great führer and ruler of this country, just like his father." Roy answered you with a smirk that would've made your knees buckle if you were standing.

You continued to comb your fingers through the mans hair with a small smile growing on your face at the thought of your child completing the family you always dreamt of and muttered an answer, "Our baby will be or do whatever they want."

"But he could use his uniform and status to get a beautiful wife like I did." He squirmed when he softly grabbed the hand that was playing with his short black hair and placed multiple light kisses all over your hand and flowing up to your wrist. You blushed at his words but stopped as he watched you questioningly with raised eyebrows when he saw your perfect and plump lips turn to a frown.

"Wait, What?! What do you mean status and uniform! Are you saying i'm some sort of gold digger, Roy?!" You roared in confusion when you hastily pulled your hand from his grasp. You whimpered to yourself when you sat up and away from Roy as sudden tears stung your eyes. Damn hormones.

Roy stared in shock at your bipolar type reaction and sighed to himself when he ran a hand over his face in a frustrated manner. He slowly got off of his back and crawled up to you and frowned when you turned your head away from him with tears still prominent in your eyes.

He began showering your neck with light kisses and you hated the way your body automatically craned your neck to give Roy more room for his kisses. Shivers ran through your body and you tightly crossed your arms with your brows furrowed but instantly regretted it because of the way your arms lifted your chest to make their appearance seem bigger. You could feel Roy smiling gently at your unconscious reflex to his kisses as he felt proud that you only reacted this way for him but backed away slightly to see your two exquisitely rounded mounds that he was always eager to see when the opportunity was presented.

"I'm sorry baby," He continued with the kisses that spread outwards in every direction on your skin, "I didn't mean it like that at all."

You stubbornly watched the tv screen that was hardly heard throughout the room and suddenly turned to Roy, almost whining when the kisses stopped but then mewled when your sweet spot began getting sucked on your neck. He bit your neck playfully while his large hands roamed your chest and down to tenderly rub over your half clothed, swollen stomach and stopped after a few seconds so you would finally look into his onyx eyes that held everything you needed to know. You saw the love and adoration in his eyes and almost crumbled.

"What did you mean then?" You asked in a raspy voice, curious as to what he meant in the first place. He watched you for a moment and leaned forward to attach his thin lips to yours for a second and breathed in to answer, watching the tears slowly evaporate from your eyes.

"Every time I saw you in the Central Command Centre I swear you took my breath away and.. Well I was too nervous to talk to you. I hated it and so with the uniform it helped me grow the confidence I needed to finally get your attention."

You watched in awe, his soft words with an edge of nervousness ringing through your ears before your grabbed his bare shoulders and pulled him closer so you could kiss him. His automatic reaction- just like every time- was to deepen the kiss as his hands caressed your neck and angled your chin so he could explore your mouth with his tongue.

You pulled away all too quick for Roy which caused him to slouch when his thoughts to take the kiss further were diminished but your smile made those thoughts disappear altogether though the tightening in his sweats didn't help.

You smiled knowingly at his flushed cheeks and cupped his warm face in your small hands when he once again moved his hands to rest on your huge stomach,

"None of that mattered to me, Roy. You already had my attention the second I laid my eyes on you. In fact the uniform only fuelled my more... Inappropriate thoughts." You giggled with red cheeks at the end of your sentence which resulted in a chuckling Roy Mustang and you yelped when his hand firmly and abruptly cupped your behind.

You laughed though the kisses you received from your husband but screeched in surprise when a sharp pain came from your stomach. Your loud noise shocked Roy when he watched your hand quickly move from his neck to the place the pain had erupted from.

"Wh-what is it? (Y/N), Baby- talk to me!" Roy yelled and watched you with eyes that were wide with fear and concern when he flailed like a maniac in the vicinity of the couch you two occupied.

"Honey- it's okay, the baby just got excited, put your hand here." You answered in a soothing voice that immediately visibly calmed your husband when he planted his face in the pillow beside him and he slowly and carefully placed his hands where your hand was placed.

He felt the small bumps of his child kicking for him and his face instantly lit up and you swore you could see tiny tears stinging the corners of his eyes that held so much love and happiness when one of the biggest and fullest smiles covered his beautiful face that only mirrored yours.

"God, (Y/N) Mustang, I love you so much but you are going to be the death of me."

You only smiled wider - if that was possible - and giggled when you replied,

"That's the plan, my love."