Aly turned towards Roy's apartment instead of braving the affection-needing cats in her apartment. "Come on, Mustang. That's the last time I'm taking you to a wedding," she teased, tugging him after her.
His hands slid around her waist and he stepped in to her, she was going to have to open the door herself. "So you're going to go on your own from now on?" he asked, his lips brushing her skin.
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