Roy Mustang And Riza Hawkeye One Shots LEMON/SMUT

Midday Showers-Riza And Roy Need A Shower

Roy's P.O.V.

Fuck this rain. The only thing worse than being stuck behind my desk all day is being forced to go out when it's raining. Stupid cold water falling from the sky. Cancelling out my alchemy. Not that I need it right now. I just hate feeling helpless. Useless. Unnecessary.

"Are you all right, sir?"

I blink and look over at my lieutenant. She's just as wet as I am, but she's not complaining. I should grow the fuck up.

"Sorry. I was just thinking."

"About this assignment?"

"Ha," I let out harshly. "This assignment is a joke."

We're supposed to be observing the new recruits while they train. In the rain. Since this annoying weather is a very real scenario they need to be prepared for. As evidenced by the fact it is raining right now.

It's a joke assignment because my presence is only serving to intimidate the new blood. They're less likely to do well under the stress of being watched by a high ranking, seasoned war veteran. That's not bragging. It's just the truth.

"If you're ready to leave, sir, I could use a shower."

The subtle suggestion in her inflection makes me blink. I turn to her slowly, raising my eyebrow.

"A shower?" I reply carefully. We're still in public after all. Anyone could walk by.

"Well, I can't very well get any work done in this soaked uniform." She leans in a little closer and adds, "I'm much too wet."

I shift slightly, trying to relieve some of the sudden tightness in my pants, and let a small smile tilt my lips up.

"We'd better get you out of here, then, Lieutenant. Wouldn't want you to catch a cold."

I watch her hide a grin before glancing toward my car.

"Care to give me a lift?"

"It would be my pleasure."

"Oh, God. Colonel, yes."

I barely have the apartment door closed before I have her up in my arms. Her legs instantly lock around my hips, only our clothes separating her soft sex from being pressed right against my hard cock. Which is getting harder by the second. I'm sucking at her neck while her fingers lace through my hair.

"Fuck, Riza," I grunt against her skin as her fingernails dig into my scalp.

"I'm so hot," she moans, just as I cross the threshold into her bathroom and use my foot to slam the door. "I need you."

I push her back against the wall next to the shower stall and claim her lips in a kiss. It's hard and deep. I feel her moaning into my mouth, her hips moving desperately against my own.

"Patience, Lieutenant," I pull back and breathe against her ear. "We haven't even gotten you out of your wet clothes."

"So wet," she mutters breathlessly, and I chuckle softly.

"Let me help you."

"No," she counters instantly. "I'll do it."

I take a step back, letting her feet fall to the floor. I watch as she pulls off her coat and steps out of her boots unceremoniously. It's her white shirt, soaked and plastered to her skin that gets to me. I can see her beaded nipples, surrounded by dark areolas. I stare hungrily as she slowly unbuttons each button, looking up at me after each. When she gets to the end, I can't wait any longer. I reach for her, ripping the two sides apart and tugging it down her arms.