Dangerous Liasons

It was a quiet day, not much happening. In all Mustang was bored. Riza took the others out to do some reconnaissance work and they'd been gone pretty much the whole morning. The rain fell down in a drizzle from outside, in all it was a bleak and grey day. He lightly drummed his fingertips along the top of his desk and stared blankly out the window. Of all places, why did he have to be assigned way the hell outin the Eastern Headquarters? This alone made him feel a little suspicious of something, but what it was he wasn't quite sure.
There was a knock at the door and he sat up abruptly in his chair, trying to look like he was doing something important. "Come in," he stated in a flat voice. The door opened slightly and his eyes dilated a bit. He knew who stood there, seeing her around often. She was a very attractive woman, he wasn't afraid to admit that to himself. Still she always seemed timid and quiet, this alone held an allure to her that made him want to dig deeper and see what she was all about.
"I have something for you," she stated. Roy couldn't help but get a little excited at this. Her voice was soft and extremely seductive. The way her small red lips moved slightly upon saying this, it was enough to drive him mad with passion, but he kept the professional aura to him, as he always did.
"Alright," he answered and leaned back a bit in his chair.
She walked up closer to him, he smelled a light scent of lilies as she approached, more than likely from her perfume. It was light and not too heavy, it made her smell so inviting. She had a hand full of papers in her arms. "You need to sign these, look them over first. It deals with some recent events at headquarters," she then looked him straight in the eyes. "I will need them right away too, if you can that is."
He smirked and took out a pen. "I'll wait, I don't mind," she replied and quietly sat in the corner, crossing her legs in a modest way. She sat there and waited, her head down and eyes closed as if not to trouble him. He looked at her for a moment and then down at the papers. They just dealt with some minor bureaucratic bullshit, nothing really that import, not important enough to send her personally. He sighed and read them over, hastily signing his name down at the bottom.
He looked back over to her, she was still sitting there, patiently waiting. His eyes roamed down to her perky breasts, that were, in his opinion perfect. Not too big, not too small, perfect just like herself. He then looked further down at her petite frame and skinny yet shapely legs. A thought then came to mind of those heavenly legs wrapped around his shoulders. He looked up at her to see if she could tell he was staring, but she made no indication of it, just sitting there the same as before. Head down, bangs slightly covering her beautiful face. She looked like a china doll, face as pale as porcelain with pouty red lips.
"Okay," he then said and gathered to papers together tapping them on the desk once to organize them. "All done."
The rain started to pour harder outside, it looked a little dark in the room from the storm clouds outside, casting grey shadows in the room. She nodded and sat up slowly yet elegantly from the chair and walked over to him. "Thank you," she replied and bowed slightly to him. She reached out to pick up the papers from his hand and her hand inadvertently grazed his. They both looked at each other over this. Neither saying anything like excuse me, or pardon me. They just stood there for a while, locked in a look.
She then put her head down and smiled slightly, tucking the papers underneath her arm. "Good day," She then replied softly and went to leave. Mustang watched her as she walked out, the way her narrow hips swayed as she walked. He knew she would be in his thoughts tonight for sure.
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Hours passed and still no sign of the others. He stretched and walked up to the window looking out at the rainy day. He heard the door open and expected it to be Riza, that she had finally come back. He turned around but was met with something that caught him off guard. It was her, she was here again. He was about to say something but she cut him off by walking up to him slowly and leaned in kissing him directly on the lips. Now Mustang was a very cautious man, but had a weakness. She seemed to encompass all of his weakness in one though. He moaned and deepened the kiss, holding the back of her head. Her tongue was soft and moist and as his tongue entered her mouth she left him todo as he pleased and explore every inch of it.
He sat her up upon his desk, swiping all the paperwork and other miscellaneous items to the floor in one fell swoop. She started to undo his jacket and he ripped it off, throwing it to the floor. He then clutched at her jacket trying to rip it off of her, but she shook her head. "No," she spoke softly and sat up, undoing it button by button. She then started to undo his pants until they fell to the floor. She smirked just a tiny bit when she saw he was already hard and ready. She leaned over and grabbed it in her tiny hands, ever so slowly she placed her red lips on the tip, this made him shudder involuntarily and he stroked her hair. She placed his whole member in her mouth until it was almost all the way down her throat and she began to suck it. This made him gasp and he clutched her hair with his fists.
Her soft tongue licked the sensitive spot right below the tip of his penis and she manipulated it until he came in her mouth. To his surprise she took it all in, swallowing it and licking it all up with her tongue. He was panting hard now and became aggressive and threw her down on the desk, he was about to rip off her blouse wanting to suck on those perfectly shaped perky breast. He wanted to know what color her nipples were, pink he imagined, his favorite color. She then said another forceful, "No," and this made him stop.
He stood up above her wondering if he had down something wrong, he definently felt he'd over stepped his bounds, but he couldn't help himself. There was something about her that made him just want to loose control. She then spoke softly, "I would like my blouse to stay on."
He stared at her with his mouth wide open, he then nodded and was about to put his clothes back on when she began to slip off her skirt while still sitting on his desk. He watched her intently and then immediately noticed she wasn't wearing any panties, just silk stockings. This alone made him want to melt, that was all he needed. She then laid back down flat on his desk, inviting him to return the favor. He didn't need a second invitation, he got on his knees in front of her and wrapped her silky thighs around his head.
He twirled her clit around with his finger, she moaned softly at this and he smirked and stuck his finger inside her, her back arched up a bit and he thrust it inside forcefully. She gasped a bit and he fingered her, getting her juices all over his hand. He then withdrew his fingers and stood up, looking at her sprawled out on top of his desk. He licked all her juices from his fingers, savoring the tangy yet somehow sweet taste. She was laying there, silently, yet her chest was rising and falling steadily, she was panting, wanting more. He figured she was just the shy type and wouldn't ask for it. Just the way he liked it.
He leaned back down on his knees until her sex was opened fully in front of his face, the smell of her juices was intoxicating. He then dove in, licking the walls and then sticking his tongue inside her, rubbing it back and forth. She moaned loudly at this, and he felt triumphant, knowing she would like that. She began to play with his silky black hair, twirling it in between her fingers as he drove his tongue in and out of her. He rubbed her clitoris again to help her come. This seemed to work because she shook and then moaned softly, clutching his hair and her juices gushed into his mouth. He eagerly accepted it, swallowing it all, and licking her clean afterwards.
She then slowly sat back up when this was done. He stood up and gazed at her, god she was so beautiful. She seemed to have a golden glow about her. He wanted to say something to her, anything. Thank you ... please stay ... can I have your number? But she just slowly stood back up and dressed herself again. He watched her in silence. She then buttoned her jacket up and straightened herself out until she looked professional once more. She smoothed down her hair and slowly walked out without saying anything else.
He stood there for a moment with his mouth wide open, he then noticed he was completely naked and hurriedly put his clothes back on.
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"So did you do it?" A voice, soft and barely noticeable came out from a dark corner in the hallway.
The woman stopped and smiled slightly. "Yes, the job is done."
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