Fire is destruction itself. Without an alchemist's hand, it kills and tears down villages, cities and towns. Add it to a man and he becomes the wielder of it. Man itself is already dangerous enough, a few with flames at the beck and call is more threatening. Its meant to be hidden and pushed away. No one should see the secrets. I see that now.
[ Fullmetal Alchemist and Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood Roleplay blog for Colonel Roy Mustang. Please read the rules first before interacting with. M!A: Currently accepting Written by Charlie. ]
Send "Shut up." for my character's reaction to yours pushing them against the wall and kissing them.
♟— Lips hit his faster than he could react, his back hitting the wall rather hard. His eyes widened before he recognized the face that had just pushed his back against the wall and began kissing him, his lips curling into an arrogant smile, even with the opposite’s on his own. His hands moved to her waist, then her thighs, gripping them before hoisting her up and holding her against his body, turning them around with little struggle and pushing Riza’s back to the wall.
She was smiling as he scrambled to gain his bearings. The intention hadn’t been to be so rough but Riza let it happen with the urgency that she undoubtably felt. As his lips curved into the trademark arrogant smirk she weaved her hands into his hair and gave a rough tug to the locks. There was no resistance given as he pulled her off her feet and turned, only echoing his movements by wrapping her legs around his hips.
♟—A chuckle elicited from his throat as she gave a rough tug to his hair, the reaction making him mentally remind himself to do it again when things got too soft. His kisses moved her mouth, down her jawline and collar bone and back up to near her ear, his voice coming out hoarse from the rough dominance from each of them between his kisses. “Havoc and-” Kiss. “Falman will be-” Kiss. “back in an hour,-” Kiss. “but Feury and-” Kiss. “Breda have returned home."
