Edward Elric cursed himself for the thousandth time that night. Roy Mustang had goaded him into a game of poker, but that wasn't why Ed was cursing. Ed had bet and lost his State Alchemist's watch. It seemed like a good idea at the time. His hand was nearly invincible. As it turns out, the operative word there is "nearly." Against all odds and laws of probability, Riza Hawkeye had the one hand better than his. So now, his watch was hers, and he needed it back.
"Of all the Stupid things!" Edward shouted into the uncaring night. Edward had begged her for his watch back, had promised to do anything for it. As a matter of fact, there is something you can do for me, she had said. He was to meet her at her house, and she would give him his watch after he fulfilled the unspecified deed. "It will be something embarrassing, no doubt. Then they're all going to laugh at me." Ed sighed. You have to do what you have to do. He knocked on her door.
Riza was dressed in her military uniform, not having changed out of it. As Edward was wearing his usual outfit, he wasn't exactly in a position to give fashion advice. "I was hoping you'd come by," she said. Her face was a mask, hiding whatever she was feeling.
"What choice do I have?" Ed said. "What do you want?"
"Follow me," Riza said, leading him down the hall. They entered a bedroom, to Ed's surprise. Riza closed the door behind them, and locked it. The mask was gone, and what Edward saw in the older woman's eyes was pure, unadulterated, naked hunger. She was so intense that it was scary, but in a good way. "I will give you your watch, but first you have to do everything I say."
Edward, too stunned for words, just nodded. This was completely out of the blue. How long had this woman had feelings for him? There had never been a word, a hint, or even a glance that he was aware of. He racked his brain for clues, but couldn't find any.
"Coat and shirt off. Get on the bed, now," Riza ordered. Ed quickly stripped to his waist and lay down on the bed, looking up at Riza, who was running an appreciative eye over his body. "If I didn't know you, I'd swear that you were striking a pose. You don't even realize that you're a walking hazard to yourself."
"What do you mean?" Ed asked. He wasn't putting innocence into his voice, it was just there.
Riza shook her head, smiling, "How you go through life without being molested by every woman you meet, I'll never know. Now, down to business…" She got onto the bed, her body straddling his, holding herself up on her knees and elbows, just inches above the boy, and she kissed him. Edward yielded to her, he closed his eyes and opened his mouth to her probing tongue.
"You're going to do everything I say, understand?" Riza said.
Edward nodded. "Everything you say."
Riza smiled; she knew that she had won.
… … …
Edward lay panting, his arms and legs entangled in Riza's.
"Here's your watch," Riza said, dropping it on his chest because she lacked the energy of will to just hand it to him. The cool metal was cold against his hot skin, and it sent a tingling sensation through him.
Ed thought about how this all started with a poker game, and his narrow defeat. "What are the odds, eh?" He explained himself when she looked at him quizzically.
"About one to one," Riza answered.
"Huh?" Ed asked, confused.
"I stacked the deck," Riza said, and kissed him on the cheek.
This is actually the second version of this story. I lost the first one, wrote this one, and then I found the first one again, but I'm too lazy to type it out, so I'm just putting this one up. In spite of laziness,I reserve the right to replace this with the orriginal version, which contains sex, D&S, femdom, and would be rated M. I also reserve the right NOT to, so don't bother me about it, or to put it up on because those people writing for aff's Full Metal Alchemist section are a disgrace and need to be shown how it's done.