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Midnight Madness:

Simone's Notes:

To tease, or to "be a tease" in a sexual sense, can refer to the use of posture, language or other means of flirting to cause another person to become sexually aroused. Such teasing may or may not be a prelude to intercourse, an ambiguity which can lead to uncomfortable situations. In a more physical sense, it can also refer to sexual stimulation. A striptease is an erotic or exotic dance in which the performer gradually undresses, either partly or completely, in a seductive and sexually suggestive manner. The person who performs a striptease is commonly known as a "stripper" or exotic dancer. In Western countries, the venues where stripteases are performed on a regular basis are now usually called strip clubs, though they may be performed in venues such as public houses, especially in the UK, theaters and music halls. At times, a stripper may be hired to perform at a bachelor party. In addition to providing adult entertainment, stripping can be a form of sexual play between partners. This can be done as an impromptu event or - perhaps for a special occasion - with elaborate planning involving fantasy wear, music, special lighting, practiced dance moves, or unrehearsed dance moves.

Daphine and Roy were playing a game tonight. He pinned her against the living room wall. She gave him a cat-like smirk.

"What do you plan to do with me now?" she asked. He gave her a hungry kiss on the lips.

"I'm going to ravish you right here!" Roy loudly declared. Daphine playfully pushed him off, laughing.

"You'll have to catch me first!" she shouted. The nurse took off down the hall. The flame alchemist snickered at the challenge.

"I won't show you mercy when I catch you!" he declared. The man took off running after her. Daphine turned left into the kitchen, but not before she slid off her pantyhose in the process. She laughed as he grabbed her by the hips. Mustang pulled her in close enough for his breath to touch her long blonde hair.

"Got you," he whispered. Daphine looked at him with a smirk.

"But for how long?" she asked. Mustang turned her around and kissed her on the lips. He lifted her onto counter. Her graceful hands rubbed on his broad shoulders. She worked his jacket to the floor. Mustang pushed her onto her back in response. His hands slid under her skirt and grabbed at her pink thong panties. In one snatch, they came off in his hand. Daphine moaned at his mouth. She playfully pushed him off, smirking. Mustang looked at her in confused lust. The nurse sat up with a smirk.

"Not here," she said in a husky, flirty voice.

"No?" he asked. Daphine leapt off the counter and raced back into the hall. Roy's hunger pushed him to give into chase. This time, he pinned her against the wall again.

"You won't get away that easily," he whispered. Daphine raised an eyebrow at him.

"You said so cocky when you say that," she noted. He kissed her on the forehead.

"Of course," Roy told her. "I am Roy Mustang after all." Daphine playfully tapped him on the tip of his nose. His black eyes met with her bluish-green ones. The mischief in them warned him to raise his guard.

"What?" he asked. Her lips moved within inches of his.

"We'll see about that," Daphine whispered. Her hand moved forward to his shirt. One by one, each button came loose as she took her sweet time moving so slowly. Roy leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead. When she unbuttoned the last button, the general's bare chest became exposed to her lust-clouded eyes. The nurse was trained to keep down her own hunger during this game. It helped that she had many boyfriends to practice with. She slipped out of his grip and raced into the bathroom.

"You," he said. Roy slid off his shirt and chased after his girlfriend again. They wound up back against the wall. Daphine looked up at him, smiling.

"We keep ending up in this position," she pointed out. Roy gave her a kiss on the lips.

"I know," he said in a low voice. Mustang gave her another kiss on the lips. He only managed to shove his tongue in for one moment before the nurse pushed him off.

"No," she told him, grabbing onto his belt. "Not here." She unhooked his belt and yanked it right off his waist.

"Not here?" Roy asked. Daphine kissed him on the lips.

"We have one more room to go," she said in a low voice. His belt hit the floor with a thud. Her lips curved into a fat smile.

"Catch me if you can," she whispered. Daphine raced out of the bathroom, giggling. The more she teased Roy, the more the prize would be worth his while. He caught up to her in their bedroom. Daphine lay on their bed, smirking.

"What took you so long?" she asked. "Come over here and claim your prize if you're man enough!" Mustang unzipped his trousers and let them drop. The man climbed out of them and leapt onto the bed with his girlfriend. Their bodies came within inches of each other. Roy looked down at Daphine with a smirk on his face.

"I finally caught you," he whispered. The nurse pulled him in for a kiss.

"Yes, you did," she said back. Roy reached down and took off her dress. Daphine put her arms around his neck. As her bra and his boxers hit the floor, she instantly spread her legs for him. Roy's tongue and member slid inside of her mouth and pussy.

"Fuck me," Daphine whimpered in between kisses. Mustang gave her a devilish smile.

"I think it's time that I got a little revenge," he said. The general placed his hands on his shoulders and began his slow thrusting in twist in their teasing game. Daphine closed her eyes and held him in her arms.

"I love you, Roy Mustang!" she yelled loud enough to the walls.

"Say it again!" he commanded.

"Oh! I love you! I love you! I love you! Oh!" his girlfriend shouted. That was all it took for him to speed up. Will they play this game again tomorrow night? You bet they will!

Next Night

Next Time: Jakob and Hawkeye spend the night on the phone on the day before he comes home for spring break.