"Tease"
Title: "Tease"
Author: hola_meg_a_cola
Fandom: FMA
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Roy/Riza/Jean
Genre: Smut
Warning: Explicit sexual situations
Disclaimer: The FMA universe belongs solely to Hiromu Arakawa. If I were to own it, it would be centered solely around Roy, Riza, and Jean and therefore would be a hentai.
Summary: [One shot] Sequel to "We Aim to Please".
Author's Notes: This one's for galuxkitty. Here's to you, baby ^.~
Feedback: I'd like it very much.
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“That’s not fair!”
Riza Hawkeye sat on the bed, not sure what to say. Roy Mustang smirked, wearing nothing but his signature black boxers. He leaned over and traced her bottom lip with his thumb before pulling away. Letting her eye lids fall, she sighed.
“This is for the other night, isn’t it?” She asked flatly, opening her eyes and glaring at her lovers.
Jean Havoc rested against the headboard of the bed, taking the final drag of his cigarette. “You know better than to pull something like that and not expect us to get some revenge.” He stated, putting out the cigarette in the ashtray.
Roy leaned over Jean, his hand on each side, and let his tongue trace the sharp curves of Havoc’s hard chest. His tongue slid over Jean’s pec and proceeded to press his lips against the nipple. Roy’s velvet tongue circled around on the areola, teasing the soft flesh. Without warning, Roy’s teeth nibbled at the erect nipple, sending a shock through Jean.
A moan was emitted, but not from the lover below him. Roy looked up and towards Riza who wore the virgin white nightgown that both he and Havoc adored, gently caressing the crevasse between her breasts. She was hungry for her lovers and knew that they wouldn’t play with her… yet. He moved from his spot and held Riza, lying her on the bed.
Crawling back, Roy couldn’t help but smile as he returned to work on Jean, pulling down the man’s dark blue boxers and revealing his hardened cock. “Keep watching, darling,” he said as lowered head, his tongue slowly massaging the tip. Roy’s mouth enclosed around Jean’s erection, thick and pulsating, sliding it in until the head touched the back of his throat. He pulled back slightly and began to suck delicately, trying his best not to smile as Jean’s low moan reverberated against the walls.
Riza’s hand traced its way down her chest and over her stomach, reaching the edge of her panties. She looked back over, watching as Roy’s head moved up and down while Jean’s blue eyes fluttered, throwing his head back and breathing heavily. Her mouth gaped and she moaned, her hand slipping under the white cotton and played with her blonde pubic hair.
Jean’s breaths increased, beginning to shake his entire body; it was how Roy knew that he’d come soon. Roy increased his sucking, becoming rough and quick. He could feel Riza watching them, her fingers slipping into her womanhood and pushing in and out. Riza gazed as the building of Jean’s orgasm began to show on his face and whimpered, kneading her breast through the material of her gown.
Roy’s grip tightened as he became more rough, fully prepared to suck his lover dry. Soft cries now emerged through Havoc’s breaths, his cock on the verge of combusting. It didn’t help when he opened his eyes ever so slightly to see Riza’s current occupation of pleasuring herself at the sight of her lovers, her other hand pinching her erect nipple and whimpering again.
That did it.
Jean’s thick jaw line quivered before he orgasmed, coming into Roy’s mouth. The sound of his powerful voice caused Riza to push her fingers harder several times before she arched her back, climaxing. Roy pulled himself up, swallowing Jean’s come; he felt obligated to do so, since he felt it was rather rude to just spit it out. He leaned over and gave Jean a soft kiss, to which it was returned.
They both looked back at Riza, their lover’s hand still in her panties and clutching her breast. Jean bit his lip as crawled over to her, feeling the blood pool back to his member. He hovered over her, stroking the side of her face lightly. “Okay, now you can play with us.”
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Fin.
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Author: hola_meg_a_cola
Fandom: FMA
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Roy/Riza/Jean
Genre: Smut
Warning: Explicit sexual situations
Disclaimer: The FMA universe belongs solely to Hiromu Arakawa. If I were to own it, it would be centered solely around Roy, Riza, and Jean and therefore would be a hentai.
Summary: [One shot] Sequel to "We Aim to Please".
Author's Notes: This one's for galuxkitty. Here's to you, baby ^.~
Feedback: I'd like it very much.
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“That’s not fair!”
Riza Hawkeye sat on the bed, not sure what to say. Roy Mustang smirked, wearing nothing but his signature black boxers. He leaned over and traced her bottom lip with his thumb before pulling away. Letting her eye lids fall, she sighed.
“This is for the other night, isn’t it?” She asked flatly, opening her eyes and glaring at her lovers.
Jean Havoc rested against the headboard of the bed, taking the final drag of his cigarette. “You know better than to pull something like that and not expect us to get some revenge.” He stated, putting out the cigarette in the ashtray.
Roy leaned over Jean, his hand on each side, and let his tongue trace the sharp curves of Havoc’s hard chest. His tongue slid over Jean’s pec and proceeded to press his lips against the nipple. Roy’s velvet tongue circled around on the areola, teasing the soft flesh. Without warning, Roy’s teeth nibbled at the erect nipple, sending a shock through Jean.
A moan was emitted, but not from the lover below him. Roy looked up and towards Riza who wore the virgin white nightgown that both he and Havoc adored, gently caressing the crevasse between her breasts. She was hungry for her lovers and knew that they wouldn’t play with her… yet. He moved from his spot and held Riza, lying her on the bed.
Crawling back, Roy couldn’t help but smile as he returned to work on Jean, pulling down the man’s dark blue boxers and revealing his hardened cock. “Keep watching, darling,” he said as lowered head, his tongue slowly massaging the tip. Roy’s mouth enclosed around Jean’s erection, thick and pulsating, sliding it in until the head touched the back of his throat. He pulled back slightly and began to suck delicately, trying his best not to smile as Jean’s low moan reverberated against the walls.
Riza’s hand traced its way down her chest and over her stomach, reaching the edge of her panties. She looked back over, watching as Roy’s head moved up and down while Jean’s blue eyes fluttered, throwing his head back and breathing heavily. Her mouth gaped and she moaned, her hand slipping under the white cotton and played with her blonde pubic hair.
Jean’s breaths increased, beginning to shake his entire body; it was how Roy knew that he’d come soon. Roy increased his sucking, becoming rough and quick. He could feel Riza watching them, her fingers slipping into her womanhood and pushing in and out. Riza gazed as the building of Jean’s orgasm began to show on his face and whimpered, kneading her breast through the material of her gown.
Roy’s grip tightened as he became more rough, fully prepared to suck his lover dry. Soft cries now emerged through Havoc’s breaths, his cock on the verge of combusting. It didn’t help when he opened his eyes ever so slightly to see Riza’s current occupation of pleasuring herself at the sight of her lovers, her other hand pinching her erect nipple and whimpering again.
That did it.
Jean’s thick jaw line quivered before he orgasmed, coming into Roy’s mouth. The sound of his powerful voice caused Riza to push her fingers harder several times before she arched her back, climaxing. Roy pulled himself up, swallowing Jean’s come; he felt obligated to do so, since he felt it was rather rude to just spit it out. He leaned over and gave Jean a soft kiss, to which it was returned.
They both looked back at Riza, their lover’s hand still in her panties and clutching her breast. Jean bit his lip as crawled over to her, feeling the blood pool back to his member. He hovered over her, stroking the side of her face lightly. “Okay, now you can play with us.”
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Fin.
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