"Good Clean Fun" (Fullmetal Alchemist, Maes/Riza/Gracia, 1/1)

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Title: Good Clean Fun
Author: m.jules
Rating: Mature
Summary: Maes and Gracia show Riza what liberty time is for.
Disclaimer: Please, don't anyone tell Arakawa what I've done with her characters.
Author's Notes: This is really irredeemable. It's just PWP. Really. All because I thought, "You know, I've never seen a story with Maes and the girls..." I had the hardest most difficult time titling it because, really, what are you going to title pure, unapologetic smut? (Except "Unapologetic Smut", that is.) But God bless Michael Nesmith, he has a song called "Good Clean Fun," and the title has nothing to do with the gist of the song, and the gist of the song has nothing to do with my story. But the title's making another trip around the block. Love my Nez, yes I do.

Thanks to evil_little_dog and cornerofmadness for their suggestions, though I flatly ignored some of them. (So anything that sucks is probably something that they warned me sucks.)

Written for the fullservicefma June challenge. Prompt was "Beach."

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Riza only felt a little bit guilty as she took a leisurely stroll through the market, her hair down, enjoying the sunny day. It was cool for summer, and she was, for once, off-duty. She really didn't know what to do with herself. Roy had told her she could take an extra day or two off once she got the information he'd sent her after -- he was studying for his State Alchemist re-certification, Havoc was in charge of the office, and there really wasn't any reason for her to be there. She deserved a vacation.

Well, maybe she did, but she wasn't sure she wanted one. Boredom had set in, making her see exactly how much her life revolved around Roy, his goals, and the military. She wanted to be back in Eastern, keeping watch over all those stray dogs her Colonel called a staff, making sure he was actually studying for his exam. (Though she knew he would be; as much as he hated it and protested that it was hardly necessary when he proved his abilities so frequently in the field, he wouldn't take a chance on having his title and pocketwatch stripped from him.)

She had decided to give relaxing one last-ditch effort and had gone to the market in the little lakeside town. The market was set up mere yards away from the hugely magnificent lake that the town was famous for. It was arguably the most popular place to go on vacation (at least, that's what Riza heard from people unlike herself who actually took vacations), and she could see why. It just wasn't her thing, though. She thought she might look for a thank-you gift for Fuery, who was keeping Hayate while she was away, or a little something for Gracia.

Buying something for Gracia was an attractive idea, now that she thought of it. She couldn't very well get presents for Maes or Roy, who were both her superiors, without it looking suspicious... but Gracia was a civilian, and a friend. And people bought their friends presents all the time, didn't they? Of course, Riza thought with a smile as she paused by a booth that was selling exquisite jewelry made of fresh-water pearls from the nearby lake, people bought their girlfriends presents all the time, too. Gracia deserved a gift.

She had just found a lovely set of earrings that looked like something Gracia would wear -- and was she imagining things, or didn't she already have a necklace from Maes that would match them? -- and paid for them when she was surprised to hear her name.

"Riza?"

She whirled around, clutching the little box her new purchase was in, and felt her eyes go wide with delight at the woman before her. "Gracia! What are you doing here?"

"Maes and I are here on vacation," Gracia answered, her own face alight with happiness. "What are you doing here?"

"Roy sent me out here to look for an alchemist he used to know in the area. He's studying for his re-certification exam and couldn't come himself, but his letters haven't been being answered and he wanted some of the man's research. He told me I could have an extra couple of days off after I found him, but I've only been off-duty for six hours and I already don't know what to do with myself." Riza laughed, but she didn't miss the calculating gleam that came into Gracia's eye.

"In my experience," Gracia began smoothly, "Vacations are always more enjoyable when one has pleasant company. Don't you agree?"

Riza blinked and tried hard to hold back the smile that tugged at her lips. "What about Maes? The two of you are here together, obviously for some time alone --"

"Don't be silly," Gracia interrupted. "Maes enjoys your company almost as much as I do. We have one of the cabins by the lake -- beach front, actually. Where are you staying?"

"The Shoreline Hotel. Which isn't actually anywhere near the shoreline." Riza's lips quirked at that bit of irony, and Gracia chuckled, the sweet sound sending shivers up Riza's spine.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you, dear," Gracia noted, the mischief in her eyes belying her innocent tone. "Why don't you come back to our cabin with me and we'll... catch up?"

Riza licked her lips unconsciously and nodded. Suddenly, her vacation was sounding pretty damn good.

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Riza really hadn't meant to jump right into the sex, as much as she enjoyed making love with Gracia. She enjoyed her friend's company as well, and had planned on just savoring that for a while. But it had seemed like as good a time as any to give her the earrings, and Gracia had kissed her in thanks, and one thing had led to another until they were sprawled half-dressed on the bed, hands and mouths exploring eagerly. Riza decided she liked the earrings on Gracia -- the other woman had put them on immediately -- and gently took one of Gracia's earlobes between her teeth, worrying the pearl as she suckled.

Gracia sighed in bliss and ran her hands along Riza's bare back, stopping to snag the clasp of her bra and undo it. The silky fabric slid down her arms, and Riza sat up long enough to let it slip away. Gracia pushed herself into a half-sitting position and cupped the weight of Riza's breasts in her palms, smiling as she leaned forward and flicked her tongue over one dusky nipple.

"So pretty," Gracia sighed, and then they both jumped as the door to the cabin opened. The bed was just visible from the front door, and Gracia smiled wickedly when she saw her husband stop in his tracks just inside. Riza turned to look over her shoulder at him, her blonde hair tousled around her face.

"Look who I found, dear," Gracia called to Maes, and the leer that slid over his mouth sparked an answering fire low in her belly.

"Hello, beautiful," Maes purred to Riza as he came into the room. He crossed the distance in long strides, bracing one knee on the mattress as he cupped Riza's head and kissed her deeply. "What a lovely surprise."

"Mmmm, hello," Riza answered huskily, twisting so that she could get a hand behind his head and pull him back down to her. Gracia watched as they kissed each other hungrily, feeling her arousal ratchet up several notches. They were so beautiful...

"To what do we owe this delight?" Maes wanted to know as he shed his jacket in one smooth motion, his hands already going to the buttons on his shirt.

"Our boyfriend's procrastination," Riza answered with a chuckle, turning back to Gracia for a moment and maneuvering so that she was in the other woman's arms, fingers idly stroking smooth skin as they both watched Maes undress. "He's studying for his re-certification exam and needed some information from an alchemist that lives here."

"So he sent you," Maes deduced, one corner of his mouth tugging up in a smirk. "What a lucky coincidence. When does he expect you back?"

"Not for a couple of days," Gracia answered for her, resting her chin on Riza's shoulder as she ran loving hands over her belly. "She has a little vacation time and no idea of how to spend it."

"I'm sure we could come up with a few suggestions to help her out," Maes nodded as his shirt fell to the floor, revealing his broad, toned chest and shoulders. His trousers were slung low on his slender hips and Riza licked her lips as her eyes raked over him.

"I think I'm coming up with a few of my own," she smiled, her voice low and throaty as she looked up at him through her eyelashes. Maes gave her an obvious once-over before he grinned wolfishly, and she shivered in Gracia's arms. She felt Gracia's fingers press into her flesh as they both watched him take down his trousers, stepping out of them smoothly. Some detached corner of Riza's mind admired his lack of shyness and thought it made him that much sexier.

Maes crawled up onto the bed, kissing first his wife and then Riza again. As he pulled away, he let his thumb brush over her nipple, back and forth. He exchanged a look with Gracia, who gave him a small nod, and then grinned down at Riza as he pinched her nipple lightly between his thumb and forefinger, making her gasp and arch. "How long has it been since you were the center of attention, beautiful?" His eyes sparkled and Riza's widened in response to the implied promise.

"The center of your attention?" Riza clarified, pressing her breast more firmly into his hand and letting her legs fall open so he could crawl between them. "Too damn long."

"Oh, no," Gracia protested, reaching out with one slender hand to push at Maes' chest, keeping him from taking Riza's invitation. "You're not stealing her from me yet, darling." She took Riza's shoulders and guided the other woman to turn and face her, running her hands possessively through that tumbling blonde hair. "We were just getting started."

Riza grinned and leaned in to capture Gracia's mouth in a forceful kiss. Maes made a strangled noise in his throat and shifted on the bed, trying for a better view as the two women licked and sucked at each other's mouths, breasts rubbing against each other and legs tangling in the sheets. Sucking Gracia's lower lip into her mouth, Riza reached down with her hand and cupped Gracia over her panties, her fingertips pressing into her through the soft cloth. Gracia whimpered and Riza smiled and then slipped down her body, dragging wet kisses all the way along her torso. Riza paused at the edge of Gracia's underwear, toying with the fabric, letting her breath feather across Gracia's pale skin as she looked up at the other woman with an evil smirk.

"You tease," Gracia scolded breathlessly, and Maes chuckled as he stretched out alongside his wife, his large hand going to stroke through Riza's hair. Riza closed her eyes and nearly purred, leaning her head into the petting.

"You like it," Riza countered as Maes' fingers stroked along the shell of her ear, and Gracia couldn't argue with that. Riza tugged down Gracia's panties and slid to the side so that she could pull them down the woman's long, slender legs. Gracia helped by kicking free of them and then Riza settled back onto her stomach on the mattress, insinuating herself between Gracia's thighs. Gracia trembled at the first touch of Riza's tongue against her clit, and Maes wrapped an arm low around his wife's waist, tucking himself against her.

Gracia leaned her head into Maes' shoulder and panted harshly as Riza pleasured her with mouth and fingers, varying her pace continually to keep the sensations fresh and new. Gracia's fingers wrapped around Maes' cock and coaxed him to full hardness, milking and teasing him until he reached down to still her motions, murmuring softly, "Too much, baby." It wasn't long at all before Gracia shuddered violently, biting down on Maes' collarbone as orgasm ripped through her, and Riza pushed herself up on her elbows and gave her lover a very smug grin.

Riza's mouth glistened with Gracia's moisture, and Maes couldn't help himself -- he leaned down and licked the fluids from Riza's lips, finally catching her mouth in a deep kiss as Gracia ran trembling hands through their hair. As Gracia shifted out from under Riza, Maes pulled the blonde up the bed to him, cradling her against his chest as he continued to plunder her mouth. She straddled his lap, and he could feel the wetness of her arousal that soaked through her panties as she pressed herself against his erection. He moaned into her mouth, cupping her ass in his large hands, and she hummed with approval, running her fingernails lightly over his chest. They broke for air, and Maes looked over to see Gracia digging through one of the smaller suitcases on the floor.

"Honey?" he called, and Riza turned her head to watch as well, resting against Maes as one of his hands came up to stroke her back soothingly. "What are you looking for?"

"Condom," Gracia answered without bothering to turn around. She finally reached into one of the compartments and came out with a triumphant noise, holding the little packet aloft in her hand. "You don't mind, do you, Riza?" she asked, and Hawkeye shook her head.

"Not at all." Riza looked down at Maes and smiled, running her fingers down his cheek and along his jawline. "Like I said -- it's been too long." Maes smiled back at her and turned his head to kiss her fingertips, sucking one of them into his mouth and running his tongue along the soft pad.

Gracia crawled back over to them, packet in hand, and knelt on the bed beside them. "I'd like to watch, if you don't mind," Gracia said, and though it was phrased politely, both Maes and Riza heard the note of authority in her voice that gave them little room to refuse -- as if they'd want to.

Maes kissed her briefly in acquiescence, and Riza did the same, then Gracia handed the condom to Maes and slid off the bed, grabbing a chair and pulling it up close. She told them to hold on for a second, and then retrieved a towel from the bathroom to lay over the seat of the chair. Maes raised an eyebrow at her and she shrugged, grinning. "Makes the clean-up easier," she explained as she reclined in the chair, her feet propped up on the edge of the bed and her knees bent at a sharp angle.

"Comfortable?" Riza asked, amused, and Gracia nodded.

"Very," she confirmed. "Now, Maes..." Maes looked up obediently and Gracia smirked at him. "Riza hasn't gotten a lot of attention so far in all this. I think she'd appreciate some... stimulation."

Maes' grin looked like a little boy who'd just been told he could eat nothing but chocolate ice cream for the next week, only infinitely less innocent. He tossed the condom to Gracia, who caught it deftly, set his glasses on the bedside table, and hooked his thumbs in Riza's panties. She braced her hands on his shoulders as they freed first one leg and then the other, and Maes tossed the fabric aside. He slid down on the bed, his hands bracing on Riza's hips and bringing her up to straddle his face. Her breath caught in anticipation and she arched in Maes' grip as he flicked his tongue through her dewy folds. Gracia watched with hungry eyes as Riza's legs trembled on either side of Maes' head, and then the blonde looked over to the side, tendrils of blonde hair trickling over her face, her unfocused eyes locking with Gracia's. Gracia wished fiercely that she had a camera to capture that expression and reached down to touch herself lightly.

Happy sounds of pleasure nipped out of Riza as Maes sucked her clit firmly, and Gracia watched the other woman's skin flush rose-pink all over as she stiffened and cried out, hips jerking against Maes' face. As Riza shuddered, Maes maneuvered them so that he was sitting up again, her limp form cradled against him. He stroked her back soothingly for a few moments as she came down, then looked over at his wife.

"What now?" he asked Gracia, and she smiled at him.

Gracia's voice was warm with affection as she answered, "Make love to her, Maes."

Maes held out his hand and Gracia leaned forward to give him the condom. He nuzzled Riza's neck, murmuring to her, checking to see if she was all right. After a moment, Riza moved back enough to let Maes get the condom on and added her hands to the task. He drew her back into his arms and kissed her softly as he lowered her onto himself. She gasped into his mouth, then sighed as she began to move with him.

Gracia watched the motion of their bodies, watched the expressions passing over their faces -- tenderness, affection, pleasure. She wondered vaguely, not for the first time, if she was strange for not feeling jealous about watching her husband make love to another woman. And as every time before, she shrugged mentally at the conclusion that, if any of the entanglements within their odd little foursome were kept secret from the others, then it might hurt -- but there were no secrets; there was only warmth. Love.

Riza's lithe body undulated slowly against Maes, like the steady lapping of waves on the beach outside their cabin, and Gracia's eyes drank her in. Maes' head dropped back against the headboard and he, too, gazed up at Riza, admiring her unique beauty. She basked in her lovers' attention, raising her arms over her head to bare herself further to their view. Maes ran a calloused hand from her ear down her neck to the valley between her breasts and let it rest there, feeling the rhythm of her heart. Gracia watched breathlessly, her own heart pounding at the striking tableau the two of them made on the bed, the late afternoon sunlight glowing bronze through the curtains and washing the room in its muted light.

"Riza," Maes rasped, and she lowered her arms, twining them around his neck as she leaned down to kiss him. He brought both hands up around her, splaying his fingers across her shoulderblades. The span of his hands nearly engulfed the width of her back, interrupting the broken lines of her tattoo like two sinewy wings of flesh. He held her tightly as he rolled them so that she lay on her back, her legs coming up around his hips to hold him to her.

He tucked his head into her neck and began to move with more urgency. The muscles in his back flexed beautifully, and Gracia felt her body burning at the sight. Riza's hands dug into his back and she whimpered with each of his thrusts, curling upwards so she could press her cheek to his shoulder. Gracia began to touch herself with purpose, matching the speed of her fingers to the rhythm of the lovers on the bed. Soon she began to shake, and when Riza opened hazy brown eyes to lock with hers, she bit her lip and let out a mewling cry. Riza's eyes snapped shut again as her own orgasm ripped through her, and it wasn't long until Maes followed her over the edge, whispering her name against her sweaty skin.

Gracia recovered first and crawled back onto the bed, embracing both of them together and showering kisses over whatever flesh her mouth found. Maes carefully pulled out of Riza's body and discarded the condom in the garbage can beside the bed, then rolled to the side and pulled Gracia against him. She kissed him softly, but maneuvered away from him to tuck herself against Riza's back, holding a hand out to invite Maes to snuggle up with them. They both stretched their arms over Riza's body, and the blonde sighed with contentment.

A few moments later, Riza's sleep-slurred voice observed, "I think I'm starting to get the hang of this vacation thing." Maes snorted and Gracia giggled, and Riza's mouth tugged up in an irrepressible smile. "Roy's going to be so jealous."

"That'll teach him to wait 'til the last minute to study for his exams," Maes rumbled. "Been telling him for years about the evils of procrastination."

Riza laughed softly and cuddled deeper into the mattress, one of her hands finding Gracia's and the other resting on Maes' waist. It wasn't long before all three of them drifted off to sleep.