Fic - "Quiet"
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rajTitle: "Quiet"
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
raja815
Characters/Fandom: Vato Falman/Sciezka, Fullmetal Alchemist
Rating: R
Word Count: 218
Warnings: Sex.
Disclaimer: Fullmetal Alchemist is © Hiromu Arakawa. I will make no capitol benefit from this.
Author's Notes: I wrote this as a contest entry for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fma_fic_contest for the prompt "Whisper," but ended up scrapping it and writing another one for the contest. There seemed to be some indication in the anime that these two had a little somethin'-somethin' going on. On the off chance that someone might like this fic, here it is, dragged up from the WIP folder of doom.
You had to be quiet in the library. If you were loud, the other people couldn’t read, and that was very rude.
You had to be especially quiet when you were nailing the librarian in the library. Particularly when you were nailing her in the restricted branch in Central, where neither of you were technically allowed. If you were loud, the other people couldn’t read, would probably discover and dishonorably discharge you, and that was very frightening. And sexy.
Falman had come to pick up a few reports for Investigations, and found her there, knee-deep in confidential documents. A match made in heaven, if you also took it into account that Sciezka remembered every romance novel she’d ever read word-for-word, and Falman remembered without fail everything he’d ever heard about sexual positions that were most pleasurable for women, not to mention that Sciezka had always had a thing for sexy older men and Falman had always longed for deep green eyes and glasses.
They did it with her on top, straddling him, surrounded by books, the only sound their whispered, panting encouragements, the flap of pages stirred by their breath, and the scratch of the pen afterward as she wrote down her phone number high on his wrist, where the uniform cuff would keep it safely hidden.
Author:
raja815Characters/Fandom: Vato Falman/Sciezka, Fullmetal Alchemist
Rating: R
Word Count: 218
Warnings: Sex.
Disclaimer: Fullmetal Alchemist is © Hiromu Arakawa. I will make no capitol benefit from this.
Author's Notes: I wrote this as a contest entry for
fma_fic_contest for the prompt "Whisper," but ended up scrapping it and writing another one for the contest. There seemed to be some indication in the anime that these two had a little somethin'-somethin' going on. On the off chance that someone might like this fic, here it is, dragged up from the WIP folder of doom.You had to be quiet in the library. If you were loud, the other people couldn’t read, and that was very rude.
You had to be especially quiet when you were nailing the librarian in the library. Particularly when you were nailing her in the restricted branch in Central, where neither of you were technically allowed. If you were loud, the other people couldn’t read, would probably discover and dishonorably discharge you, and that was very frightening. And sexy.
Falman had come to pick up a few reports for Investigations, and found her there, knee-deep in confidential documents. A match made in heaven, if you also took it into account that Sciezka remembered every romance novel she’d ever read word-for-word, and Falman remembered without fail everything he’d ever heard about sexual positions that were most pleasurable for women, not to mention that Sciezka had always had a thing for sexy older men and Falman had always longed for deep green eyes and glasses.
They did it with her on top, straddling him, surrounded by books, the only sound their whispered, panting encouragements, the flap of pages stirred by their breath, and the scratch of the pen afterward as she wrote down her phone number high on his wrist, where the uniform cuff would keep it safely hidden.
