Prompt 231, Lead, "A Romantic"
Title: A Romantic
Author: Goldfishlover73
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Guess who?! Havoc, Hawkeye, Havocai
Words: 243
Summary: Riza had always been a romantic.
Maybe it was too many of Rebecca's romance novels, but Riza had become a bit of a romantic. She believed in being swept off her feet by Prince Charming, the butterflies, the jelly legs, all of it. So when she met a guy, she was terribly disappointed by intimidation or fear of her.
That's what she got for being the Hawk's Eye she supposed.
But her one night stand with Havoc was...a strange one. There was no alcohol involved. No near-death experience.
It just...happened. They had stayed late, catching up on paperwork when suddenly she was kissing him and he was pressing her against Mustang's desk.
He was the first man to take charge in this kind of situation. Butterflies errupted in her stomach as his hands roughly pushing up her hips, her sides, breaking the kiss that made her head spin long enough to pull off her shirt.
It was the best time she'd ever had. Better than those books.
And maybe he'd read too many of Rebecca's romance novels too and wanted to make her feel like a woman, because after they had straightened Mustangs papers she opened her mouth to say 'this couldn't happen again' or 'this was unprofessional, or even 'thank you, this was the best sex I've ever had,' he looked her in the eye (in the soul) and grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close, kissing her so passionately that her legs went to jelly.
Author: Goldfishlover73
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Guess who?! Havoc, Hawkeye, Havocai
Words: 243
Summary: Riza had always been a romantic.
Maybe it was too many of Rebecca's romance novels, but Riza had become a bit of a romantic. She believed in being swept off her feet by Prince Charming, the butterflies, the jelly legs, all of it. So when she met a guy, she was terribly disappointed by intimidation or fear of her.
That's what she got for being the Hawk's Eye she supposed.
But her one night stand with Havoc was...a strange one. There was no alcohol involved. No near-death experience.
It just...happened. They had stayed late, catching up on paperwork when suddenly she was kissing him and he was pressing her against Mustang's desk.
He was the first man to take charge in this kind of situation. Butterflies errupted in her stomach as his hands roughly pushing up her hips, her sides, breaking the kiss that made her head spin long enough to pull off her shirt.
It was the best time she'd ever had. Better than those books.
And maybe he'd read too many of Rebecca's romance novels too and wanted to make her feel like a woman, because after they had straightened Mustangs papers she opened her mouth to say 'this couldn't happen again' or 'this was unprofessional, or even 'thank you, this was the best sex I've ever had,' he looked her in the eye (in the soul) and grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close, kissing her so passionately that her legs went to jelly.