Risk

Fandom: Full Metal Alchemist

Author: Max

Rating: R
“In the words of Havoc, sir. To be blunt, fuck you.”

“Is that an offer?”

She glared.

“Ouch steel, such venom. Here, let me show you mine.”

“I don’t know where your steel has been.”

“Nor would you care once you’ve touched it.”

“No thank you, sir. It’s not enough.”

“Oh really,” up went one eyebrow. Now she was getting personal. “Careful Hawkeye, too much freezing and you’ll crack.”

‘Under your weight, sir? Highly unlikely.”

“Not important,” he stopped the semi-insulting banter before pinning her against the desk. “Hmm, this is important.”

“Against regulations.”

‘Fuck the rules. Who looks better, them or me?”

“A promotion,” she intoned smacking away the hand creeping up her jacket.

“Har, har, you’re so-not funny.”

“One can’t work around you and not pick up at least one bad habit.”

“Damn straight…hey wait!”