light_a_spark | Town and MCA - Late evening after the ball

She shrugged quickly out of the coat, letting it fall to the floor as her hands played up his sash again, tugging slightly and teasingly. The kiss turned from exploring to demanding as Aly heard the door shut behind them.

That same image was flooding his mind again and his hands slid down her back. It was an interesting sensation, the slide of bare skin through his gloves and he could easily imagine how it would feel without them on but that would involve stopping and stopping was bad.

The stopping was encouraged by a kitten falling over himself and then clawing at Aly's skirt to stay up. She leaned backwards slightly to try to compensate, her fingers tightening on Roy's chest.

"What?" Roy asked, slightly dazed and he was already nuzzling her cheek again.

"I'm..." Aly tried to pull her skirt out of little claws but now it was moving and so obviously a game. "...under attack here." She turned her cheek into his, unable to resist the nuzzling.

Roy blinked, until he noticed the motion and remembered the kittens. He pulled away with a grin, leaning down to distract the kitten. "None of that, we like that dress."

Ow let go of the dress and shot over to tackle Roy's hand instead.

"Apparently we should have been paying then attention instead of each other," Aly said, her fingers still tracing patterns on Roy's shoulder.

He was grateful he was wearing gloves right now as Ow attacked his hand. "I thought you said he was being calm," he observed, shifting into her hand.

"He was," Aly said ruefully. She knelt down to try to extricate the cat from Mustang's gloves.

Roy raised an eyebrow and gave Aly an amused look. "I think he got over it."

Aly sighed and sat back on her heels. "Guess so." Then she eyed the still trying to chew Ow and leaned in again with a quick grin to place kisses along his neck while he was busy.

"That's not fair," he complained, though really, he wasn't going to stop her. It did make it harder to concentrate on distracting Ow and he let the kitten win this battle. It were just gloves after all.

"Thought you'd approve of it, soldier," she teased softly. She kissed lightly just above his collar, working her way back up to his ear. "Tactics and all."

"So who's the distraction? You or the kitten?" he asked, tilting his head for her and ow, that was his thumb and not his glove.

"Yes, I'm just distracting you so Ow can get a good chomp in," Aly said dryly, licking just under his ear.

"Knew it," he made a soft approving noise which was followed by a wince as Ow bit in the flesh between his index and thumb.

"Okay enough," he mumbled, reaching down to try to pull the kitten off.

Aly pulled back, annoyed at having Ow distract Roy and thwapped him on the head like Dee might. Ow bounced back, looking surprised.

"Stop it, cat," she told him firmly.

Roy laughed at Aly and the cat and leaned in to kiss her cheek. "You're hot when you're protecting me," he teased.

Aly slid her hand into his then grinned up at him. "I'm always hot."

"Mmmmmmm possibly," he said thoughtfully and he grinned at her, quickly leaning in to steal another kiss.

She pulled back quickly. "Possibly?"

He laughed, his other hand lightly touching her knee. "You are to me," he said softly.

She leaned forward again to press a quick kiss to his lips. "Flatterer."

"Of course," he smirked and glanced down at Ow for an instant before he leaned forward to rest his forehead against hers.

Her hand reached up to rest against his neck. "We're sitting here in the hallway," she pointed out. "Want to come farther in?"

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