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Can I have #1 and #73 for Royai from your prompt list? I know its a weird mash-up, but it would be so much fun to see what you come up with...

i saw this and an idea instantly popped into my head sdkjfdjks so thank you for that! i also didn’t expect to get any asks after rbing that list so also, thanks!

i went kinda crack with it and i hope it comes across well also i changed the last part of the prompt just slightly to make it fit the situation bc it was difficult to try and fit it in :’)

thank you for this one! i had a lot of fun with it uwu

“kidnapped?” // “spread your legs,be free”

Roy groaned as his head rolledpainfully only to strike something incredibly hard. His eyes opened groggily tofind himself staring at a concrete wall. His training kicked in and he stilled,trying to take in as much of his surroundings as possible without giving awaythe fact he was awake.

His hands were bound behind his back bya thick rope. His hands were covered by a familiar cloth, so he noticed hestill had his gloves on. He smirked to himself. Idiots.

The next thing he took stock of was hewas on his left side and his head had collided with the wall in front of him.His fingers twitched so see if there was anything behind him, but he could onlyfeel air. The same went for his feet.

Taking a moment to listen, he discernedno walking or voices nearby. There was the sound of breathing coming frombehind him though, so he continued to pretend until he could tell who it was.

Roy couldn’t tell how long he waited,but eventually the breathing changed and someone groaned.

A woman, more noticeably. It appearedthey’d suffered the same fate he had.

“Ah,” the woman muttered inpain and Roy’s stomach dropped when he recognised the voice.

“Lieutenant?” he asked quietly,and the breathing stopped all together. “It’s Mustang. You’re behindme.”

There was no reply as she no doubt ranher own assessment, similar to his. Finally satisfied, she spoke.

“Sir? What’s happening?”

“I don’t know, but I assume we’vebeen kidnapped.”

“Kidnapped? Are you forreal?”

“What?” he spluttered. Whywould he lie?

“Kidnapped by who?”

“I don’t know. I only woke up ashort while ago.”

Hawkeye huffed to herself and Roy heardher move. Deciding himself that it was safe, he too sat up -

Only for his head to collide with theceiling.

“Motherfu -!”

Hawkeye shushed him violently.“Quiet!”

“Quiet?” he exclaimed as hisbody rocked as a reaction to the sudden pain. “That hurt like a bitch.I can’t be quiet right now!”

“So help me god, if you don’t shutyour hole I will kick you,” she hissed, her face suddenly very close tohis. Her breath caressed his face and Roy shivered at the thought of the two ofthem being pressed together in this cell -

Not the time, Roy!

He did as he was told and groanedquietly to himself, trying to limit the amount he was rocking back and forth asthe sharp pain turned to a dull ache.

“Okay, we’re good,” Hawkeye announcedquietly.

Roy gasped loudly, eyes popping open.“Oh my god, my head!”

“Okay, where are we?” Hawkeyeasked, ignoring him and looking around the very tight space. Roy shiftedso he could get more comfortable and he bumped into her, knocking theLieutenant off balance and she fell back and bumped her head against the wall.

“Really?” she exclaimed inirritation, her expression pained.

“Sorry! There’s not a lot of roomin here in case you hadn’t noticed,” Roy grumbled. “I’m trying to getcomfortable. I’ve got a bony ass.”

“Well you’re a pain in my ass andno amount of trying is going to get rid of you, so shut up and deal with it.” Roy frowned at her. She wasirritable today. "Let’s just figure this out, please, before anything elsegoes wrong.”

They spent about half an hourstrategizing. Roy had easily burned the rope of their wrists and ankles, sothey now sat cross legged facing each other, shoulder hunched and head at anodd angle to avoid hitting it against the ceiling.

There was no window to speak of in theroom, just a door that ran the height of the room. The walls were concrete allaround, the same with the ceiling and the floor. Roy was sure if the room wasupside down, he wouldn’t be able to tell which way was the correct way up.

“Through there?” Roy asked,pointing at a vent behind Riza. It would be tight - very tight - but hewas sure they’d be able to make it.

“Can you melt the metal so we canget through?”

She rolled her eyes at his cocky grinand just shuffled out of the way. “Can I melt the metal?” he muttered to himself,scoffing, as he moved towards it.

Two minutes later, they were through.

“Ladies first,” Hawkeyegestured, motioning for him to enter first. Roy huffed.

“Age before beauty,” hemuttered.

“What was that?”

“Nothing.”

“That’s what I thought.”

“Hey, can you give me anudge?” Roy asked. His shoulders were almost through, but he’d need alittle push to get him all the way. The metal was already beginning to dig uncomfortablyinto his skin.

What he didn’t expect was Riza toforcefully shove him through the gap. By literally kicking his ass.

“A nudge! A nudge, not a karatekick!”

“Get moving, Mustang.”

“I can’t, I’m still stuck.”

“Come out then,” she sighed. “I’ll gofirst.”

Roy did as he was told, but an idea occurredto him and before the Lieutenant could move, he tried once more going feetfirst. He made it in no problem, which he was grateful for. Not that Roythought she would, but he didn’t need Hawkeye to shove him in by his head. Shefollowed suit and the pair were shimmying through the ventilation system. Theypassed by gratings and vents but saw no one. When they approached a ratherpromising looking door – one that screamed “exit” at them – they paused. Roycraned his neck to look at Hawkeye, who nodded. The space was tight, but theycould make it. Roy shuffled to allow her to go first, as she requested. Just asHawkeye was about to open the grate, she froze as she and Roy both begun tohear footsteps and muffled voices.

Roy’s head snapped up to hers, eyeswide as he realised that in this position, Hawkeye could be seen. He glanceddown and his stomach dropped when he realised there wasn’t enough room in the restof the vent by his feet for him to shuffle down. Moving back the way they’d comewould make too much noise. The metal they were lying on now was solid, whereasthe stuff they’d moved over before felt flimsy and every movement felt like agunshot. A rushed escape back up there would give their position away.

“Shit,” Roy stated, panicking.

“Move,” Hawkeye commanded.

“What?!”

“Move.”

Her legs were suddenly down by his sides, andwrapped around his torso, crushing his arms against his chest. There was astrong leg by his ear and in any other circumstance Roy would be loving this, however the mixture of fearand desire inside him made a very confusing cocktail of emotion.

The Lieutenant’s legs had a grip on him so tight hesqueaked.

“Lieutenant,” he choked outas her thighs begun to crush him. Roy supposed he deserved this. No, he knew hedid.

The grip on him tightened.

Little did Roy know it was to try andmake herself less conspicuous and was not some kind of punishment for him.

“Shh, they’re coming.”

“Jesus Christ, woman,” heexclaimed, pained. “You could crush a watermelon with those legs.”Again, they tightened on him.

“Don’t tempt me,” theLieutenant muttered. He could hear the edge in her voice.

“Riza -”

“Shut up,” she hissed as theyheard footsteps approaching. As Roy lay there, partially mortified, partiallyturned on, he thought about how his life had reached this point; lying in anair vent trying to escape from being kidnapped with the thighs of hisLieutenant gripping his upper arms and crushing him so they could both fit inthe space.

Lucky was one word he’d use. The other…Well, Riza had a very good grip on him.

The men had passed, and Hawkeye still hadn’t letgo.

“Lieutenant, you can let go now,” he whispered,pained.

She didn’t.

“Lieutenant. Lieutenant –”

“Shh.”

“Please open your legs.”

“Excuseme?”

“Hawkeye, please,” he gasped in pain.

“What –”

“You know what I mean! Open them. Move them. Spread your legs,“ he begged, not ashamed to do soanymore. "Be free!” he urged, pushing the vent open with all his might and the best he could in the situation.

“Do you really think you’re in anykind of situation to be making comments like that?”

“Riza!”

The pressure on him loosened suddenlyand he gasped in relief and pain.

“Oh, thank god,” he babbled.

“Shut up,” Riza barkedquietly. “Stop being such a baby.”

“My whole life flashed before myeyes.” Riza snorted. “I’ll admit that would’ve been a beautiful wayto go.” The Lieutenant exited the vent and didn’t appreciate his joke andif looks could kill Roy would’ve drop down dead in that instant.

“I will wrap you up in these legsagain if you continue to act like an idiot.”

“Noted.”

He shimmied out of the tight gap anddropped down into a white hallway. Taking stock, he noticed it was empty andthere was a corner not ten pages away from them.

“I thought you would’ve been veryused to getting yourself out of tight spaces like that, sir,” theLieutenant murmured as she continued to walk ahead, completely nonplussed byher comment. “I’m surprised you weren’t able to smooth talk or slide yourway out of my grip in there. It appears the rumours as false,” sheshrugged.

Riza rounded the corner, leaving Roystanding with his mouth hanging open in the hallway.

“Wait, what rumours?”

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