Disclaimer: FMA is not mine. Heck, not even the story is mine – Hakuro wrote it, I swear.

Hakuro: No, my fanfics involve much more sex!

Michi: You dirty pervert. Anyhow, several people requested – or even demanded! – a sequel, so here it is. Yup, I caved. Those of you looking for actual hot steamy office sex smut may have to go elsewhere though, as I am simply too squeamish to write smut. So I leave that to you, O smut writers, whom I KNOW are lurking around somewhere, praying for desk sex. Anyway, here's another little drabblish oneshot thingus. Yayz.

Please to note that a good chunk of this was written after midnight and that I am chewing lotsa caffeinated gum to keep my brain functioning. So yes, EVERYONE IS OOC HAHAHAHAH!

Note: lines are off being some retards, so just note that the non-bolded stuff is the story bit.

"Sir," Riza protested weakly as Roy dragged her out of Hakuro's office and into his own, brushing subordinates aside as he did so, "Do you think it's possible the Fürher might be . . .well, just a little crazy?"

"Nonsense," Roy said, releasing her and locking the door to his office securely. "He's quite a sane man, that Fürher." He removed his coat, and hung it on the coat rack. Riza turned to look out of the window at Fuery and Black Hayate playing on the lawn.

"Sir, he was foaming at the mouth."

"With brilliance!" He hung his shirt on the coat rack as well, and went to work on his pants. Riza continued to stare out of the window pensively.

"The expression on his face reminded me of a squirrel Hayate dragged in once. Rabid squirrels aren't generally very brilliant creatures, are they? I say we alert some of the other higher-ups of his condition. It may well be contagious if he bites someone." Roy sighed, depositing his pants and boxers on the chair behind his desk.

"I'm sure it was only enthusiasm." He considered the desk for a moment, before pushing all the papers off of it in one smooth motion. The crash of several days' worth of paperwork hitting the floor caused Riza to turn and look, then abruptly look away.

"Sir?"

"Yes?"

"Why, exactly, are you naked?" Roy opened his mouth to suggest several very vulgar and inappropriate things, but at that moment the door was violently flung open and Fürher Hakuro crashed into the office, clutching several pieces of paper in his hands.

"Fürher!" Roy exclaimed in surprise, leaping behind the (now empty) desk. "That door was locked for a reason!" The Fürher only laughed madly and waved the paper in Roy's face.

"Finished! At last, finished!" Roy tentatively took the paper and scanned it. His eyes widened. The story was an extremely graphic depiction of - well – of what Roy had been fervently hoping for for years. He remembered Riza, and looked up – but the Lieutenant Colonel had seized the opportunity to either type up her resignation or fetch her secret stash of sex toys. Roy hoped it was the latter. The Fürher cackled again and snatched the papers back. "AND NOW TO POST THIS ONLINE FOR THE WORLD TO READ!" And with that he left, in a flurry of smut and paper. Roy stood there, wondering what on earth Hakuro meant by 'online'. Then he put his clothes back on.

"What a strange man." He said, shaking his head. "I can't wait until I can have his job." He looked around his office, which was, by now, a mess. "I need some coffee." He muttered, and walked out of the office, heading to the staff room.

Moments later, Riza kicked the door open and stumbled into the room, carrying an extremely large box labeled 'Riza's sex toys – do not touch!' She dropped the box on the floor, and leaned against the desk, tired. That box was heavy.

"Ok, sir, I—sir?" She looked around, but unfortunately Roy was nowhere to be seen. Riza sighed. "Typical." She picked up the box and walked out of the office. Before she had left Hakuro had said something about a …smut story? She grinned, re-hid the box, and walked over to his office to request it.

fin

A/N: See that? No more! Even if y'all beg! It's hard to think up junk to put in these stories...

Roy: I bet I could think of something...

Michi: Oh god.

Roy: Well, how about...

-fifteen minutes later-

Michi: ...with a lampshade and some banana pudding? WTF?

Roy: Yup.

Riza: ...sir, this is just a fanfiction, you know...

Roy:...damn.

Michi:…..review please!