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Favorite OC: I mean, Neeka hands down. Sparkling Water, Coffee, or Tea: There are places for all three, coffee first thing in the morning, sparkling water during the day and tea in the evening. Tagging: YOU. A few years ago the answer to that question would have been nothing. Neeka would do whatever she had to, to further her agenda. She had no loyalty to any nation or person, only to herself. If it benefited her in some way, she would sell you out or slit your throat in a heartbeat. There are a few notable exceptions recently when it comes to her at least considering the future which mostly revolves around her being a godmother to a few children. How do they get around? Do they try to overcome it?
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Horny at work, who would watch me if I decide to cam at work? I was wondering if you where considering expanding on it and maybe telling the story of Riza telling Roy she is expecting? In fact, Roy would say the very same, ambitious, young man spoke and captivated the audience with his speech — rather than codger with a cane haunting Central Headquarters. The attendants laughed, they cried and stared off fondly into the distance over a heartfelt phrase. He presumed deliberately quiet for discretion so he leaned in towards her to answer. Me too. Cluelessly, he continued her guessing game. A letter? Roy ignored them, turning to her before comprehension connected the dots. She shook her head.

Horny at work, who would watch me if I decide to cam at work? I was wondering if you where considering expanding on it and maybe telling the story of Riza telling Roy she is expecting? In fact, Roy would say the very same, ambitious, young man spoke and captivated the audience with his speech — rather than codger with a cane haunting Central Headquarters. The attendants laughed, they cried and stared off fondly into the distance over a heartfelt phrase. He presumed deliberately quiet for discretion so he leaned in towards her to answer.

Me too. Cluelessly, he continued her guessing game. A letter? Roy ignored them, turning to her before comprehension connected the dots. She shook her head. Riza pushed air through her nose. The muscles on her neck turned taut as she swallowed. For a brief second, there was a subtle tremble in her eyes like she was trying to avoid eye contact with him.

She glanced at him for an even quicker second. In that cursory glance, an unprecedented amalgam of unease, concern and apprehension spilled out of her like a torrential surge.

Her throat cleared and she straightened in her seat. The applause snatched away the rest of the words. She stood. The rest of his row stood in congratulatory ovation and he sat with his mouth slightly agape.

Riza tapped his shoulder, because more is expected from a newly promoted General. However, the blood drained from his face when he lifted himself off his chair. He clapped slowly, staring into the distance from the acute shock.

He scoffed and held back the words sitting on his tongue because she was right. There was little he could say and he was limited in how he could react. Bodies began to move, emptying out from their seats. Roy humorously made excuses to the curious guests that his adjutant was merely ill from the heat and her flushed face assisted him with that ruse.

He shut the door behind him and stared at the gilded door knob, holding it for support more than he realized. Roy sighed with enough force to feel it through the back of his gloved hand.

This happened because of something we both chose to do. Riza Hawkeye was nervous and it almost stole him of breath. Tearing himself away from the door, he sailed towards her. She stood in her own island in the middle of this ornate parlour room, and she stared at the intricately patterned carpet as if the swirls were waves hitting her feet. Her fingers fidgeted with each other; an idiosyncrasy of hers tucked away and dormant for fifteen years. Her gaze refused to meet his even as his hands offered refuge from that weight along her jaw.

That she was not alone in this. She took her time to look at him and the war veteran sniper, the paragon of military officers, the trusted bodyguard, disappeared from sight. Roy opened his mouth thinking he knew the answer. Because he loved her. Because she loved him. Because this is how things were supposed to be in the past.

Because this was long awaited and creating something of their love would be the final testament that he will not be separated from her. He closed it because he was scared. Fraternizing in the shadows was one ordeal, creating a kid was another. Except, to turn his back on this would undo something greater but self-serving at its root, and incredibly painful altogether to live without.

The toll of what her loss would cost shook him to his very core during Promised Day, realizing he ignorantly took each day for granted, that her life was tethered to his. He had never felt blinder with sight. Now, he felt like the world was new again like daybreak crowning over the horizon, brighter than the day he regained his sight.

His sweet pea. However, it hung in the balance, as heavily in the air as in his chest. Roy sighed again, breaking away from her eyes, and his hands slid over her collars to her shoulders, then to her sleeves where he felt the rigidity of her tense arms.

Her frown deepened, this time angrier than scared, something she defaulted to at times. Roy interrupted her with a tilt of her chin and a chaste kiss where he lingered over her lips longer than the actual kiss. Then, he held her close, uncaring that her hands were still in front of her making the buttons of his uniform poke uncomfortably into his skin.

He held her with hands tucking her head into his shoulder, fastened her to him as a simple man trying to preserve a memory. Kinda sad I only chose to do Hawks twice for Kinktober. Keep reading. JavaScript is required to view this site. Log in Sign up. Most recent Most popular Most recent. Filter by post type All posts.

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