Summer’s Desire:

Simone’s Notes:

Courtship is the period in a couple's relationship which precedes their engagement and marriage, or establishment of an agreed relationship of a more enduring kind. During courtship, a couple get to know each other and decide if there will be an engagement or other such agreement. A courtship may be an informal and private matter between two people or may be a public affair, or a formal arrangement with family approval. Traditionally, in the case of a formal engagement, it has been perceived that it is the role of a male to actively "court" or "woo" a female, thus encouraging her to understand him and her receptiveness to a proposal of marriage.

Roy lay in bed, smirking. Last night was amazing. Work had been so hectic lately that he barely had time for pleasure. Daphne had to be to the one to step in and take charge last night.

-Last Night-

Roy walked into his living room and sighed. Ever since the gates were ripped open, the military had been swapped with disappearances, piling corpses, and sex-related crimes. Mustang’s paperwork took over his desk. He couldn’t remember the last time he had a slow evening. The only thing that he wanted to take a bath and go to bed. When he opened the door, he found Daphne sitting in the dark, waiting for him.

“Welcome home,” the nurse greeted him. Mustang pressed his hand to his forehead.

“Not tonight,” he said. Daphne tilted her head.

“How do you even know what I want tonight?”

“You’re wearing that sexy gown again.”

The nurse looked down at her black and white teddy that showed off her cleavage. “So? I am free to wear whatever I want, am I?”

“But you wear that when you want sex.”

“Also wear it when I don’t want sex.”

Mustang rubbed his forehead and sighed. “I don’t have time for this.”

“What’s the matter, Roy?” the nurse asked.

“Long day,” Roy said as he began walking down the hall. Daphne stood up and followed him down the hall.

“What happened now?”

“Paperwork, dead bodies, paperwork, paperwork, rapes, paperwork… oh yeah, and paperwork,” he said. Daphne walked up behind him and rested her hands on his shoulders.

“Anything I can do for you?” she asked. Her boyfriend turned his head with a frown on his face.

“Come on,” she said. “I can’t stand to see you like this.”

“I told you I wasn’t in the mood.”

“I’m not talking about sex,” she said. Her boyfriend gave her a soulless look. Daphne pulled him into her arms. “Just let me take care of you tonight.” Her hands rubbed on his chest. Roy rolled his shoulders.

“Well, a bath would be nice,” he said. The nurse broke into a little smile.

“Would you like some wine?” she asked.

“That would be nice.”

Daphne nuzzled his right ear. “I will see what I can do.” She followed him to the bathroom door. The nurse leaned against the door frame with a calm smile on her face.

“I’ll go get you that wine,” Daphne said. She blew a kiss and disappeared back into the hall. Mustang kind of smiled and shook his head. He turned on the bathwater and took off his clothes. The warm water was enough to put him as ease long enough for the rest of the night. Mustang looked up when he heard a knock on the bathroom door. Daphne stood holding a fresh bottle of wine and two glasses.

“Oh,” her boyfriend said. The nurse cleared her throat.

“Your wine is ready,” she said.

“Are you joining me?” he asked.

His girlfriend raised an eyebrow. “I thought you weren’t in the mood tonight.”

“Not for sex.”

“For which one—the wine or the bath?”

“Both,” Roy said. The nurse didn’t say a word as she took off her teddy.

-This Morning-

Roy lifted his head when he heard humming. Daphne stood in front of the closet, picking out something to wear. She wore next to nothing this morning. Roy’s eyes stayed on her ass. The nurse lowered her hand from her uniform.

“I know you are checking me out,” she said. “Like what you see?” Roy broke into a foxlike smile.

“You already know the answer to that,” he said. Daphne turned around, letting her breasts sway with her movements. Mustang leaned forward like a hungry cat.

“Last night was great,” he said.

“I agree fully,” she said. “Would you like more?” Roy snickered as he lay back.

“Do you have the time?” he asked. Daphne tilted her head as if lost in thought.

“I think I could squeeze in about fifteen minutes or so,” she said. He pulled her in close enough for a kiss.

“Works for me,” he said. The nurse giggled as she kissed him on the lips. Mustang pulled her closer to him and rolled on top, smirking into the next kiss.