@FALC0NEYED Passing through it for a moment. Pulling away with a blush. Forehead pressed against her own.
"Gotta say. For a woman who's never kissed, you've definitely got raw talent, Lieutenant."
@FALC0NEYED It was a dangerous action. He'd stare down the barrel of a gun without fear, but kissing the woman who's been by his side all these years?
That was more dangerous.
Even still, his eyes closed for the duration. Arm shifting around her waist with another running up to her hair.—>
That's true. That's why one keeps people they trust nearby. People who won't hesitate to shoot you in the back of the head the second you turn away from what's just.
No one was born to conquer. But he was born to lead.
This world has seen enough pain. Enough corruption. From Führer King Bradley. To father. Too many figures work in shadows.
Not him.
She's not wrong. Who's to say Havoc and then actually respect him. But in the end, they follow him. Because they all believe in his goals. They all trust his ambitions.
Does she have any?
@FALC0NEYED additional danger. Neither as your commanding officer. . . Or as your partner, Riza."
Fighting no longer. The Colonel leaned in. Lips touching her own for a lingering exchange.
Mustang finally taking initiative.
@FALC0NEYED Glancing to their hands. Feeling her fingers around his own. Matching her own with a gentle squeeze.
"I know. I also remember you telling me that if I step out of line, you'll shoot me."
His free hand came up. Brushing the blondes hair.
"I don't plan on putting you in any—>