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Sometimes it takes others to realize the blatantly obvious facts and stupidity about oneself
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Chapter 1: Escape
His breath tickled her ear as he whispered sweet nothings. "Do you say this to every girl you try to seduce?" she asked. His lips brushed slightly against her ear lobe, erupting goose bumps on her skin, before he pulled back to look at her. "What makes you think I'm trying?" His eyes were smouldering and he had his signature smirk plastered across his face as he stared into her eyes.
She blushed and at that point, he knew he had her under his control, and if all went well, under in a more literal sense later into the night.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a familiar blonde and felt an all too familiar tug of guilt. The lady glances at him and for a fracture of a second, their eyes meet. She is quick to turn away and before he knew it, she walked off.
"Someone you know?" the brunette asked. He shifted his gaze back to the woman in his arms "she's one of my subordinates", he replied.
"You mean she's in the army? How crude. The army should be left to strong men like yourself, not women", she said as she softly caressed his cheek. He smiled at her but could not help but feel insulted at her earlier comment. He chose to ignore her.
He began fluttering kisses along her neck and it wasn't long before they ended up in her apartment, dinner reservations forgotten and as he had predicted earlier, her body under his own.
However, not everything was completely in his control. It took him all his might to not say a certain lieutenant's name when he reached his orgasm. The brunette was oblivious.
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Riza hastened her steps as she hurried to leave the colonel with his 'catch' for the night. Overwhelmed with a sudden flash of anger, she changed her destination.
Forcefully woken up by sudden banging on the door, he instinctively reached for his gun, got up from his couch and walked to the front door.
"Quit yer banging, I'm coming!"
He lowered his revolver once he saw the all too familiar figure through the spy hole.
"Lieutenant, what are you doing -" he started but was pushed roughly back into the apartment. Riza shut the door with her feet and violently, grabbing the front of Havoc's tank top, slammed him into the wall.
"Just shut up" she said before kissing him full on the lips. Kissing was hardly the word to describe the clashing of teeth, tongue and lips. As much of a surprise as it was to be ravaged but a feisty, beautiful woman, whom he admitted that he loved, it was not the first time Riza had appeared before Havoc for such 'attention'. She was simply angrier this time round.
"Riza!" he breathed just as he managed to hold her by the shoulders. Both faces flushed, he looked at her questioningly and she stared back with rage. "Calm down Riza," he said but she ignored him, dragged him by the lapels into the bedroom and practically ripped his top off.
"Woa! This is my fav top!"
She mumbled an apology and before he could grasp the situation fully, she was straddling him and he found himself at her mercy.
To be continued...
Chapter 2 coming up soon.
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