Word Count: 294
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters: Gracia/Maes, Roy
Prompt: fanfic_bakeoff - Catch
Summary: Gracia has a lot on her mind.
Warnings: naughty housewives are naughty
Notes: I have far too much fascination with this idea
"And that is how dear Roy Boy earned the title of Chipolata Champ," Maes said proudly, clapping him on the shoulder and grinning deviously.
Roy scowled, but said nothing, popping the last bite of his sausage into his mouth as he did so. Gracia smiled sweetly and excused herself from the dinner table in order to check on dessert.
Maes followed after her. Something had been bothering her the entire meal, and now was as good a time as any to call her on it.
He sidled up to her as she placed the warmed pie onto the counter, wrapping his arms around her shoulders from behind and kissing her ear.
"What's on your mind, Sweetie?"
"Hunny, don't think I didn't notice the way you've been looking at Roy."
Her face flushed bright red and she tilted her chin down a bit, looking up at him through the corner of her bangs. "Well, he is handsome. Not as handsome as you of course."
He laughed. "Well of course not, but you've been around good looking men before without acting like that. What's going on here? You're not thinking of leaving me for Roy are you?" he teased, squeezing her tightly and kissing the top of her head.
"No, but - well, I've heard stories about men at war, and I can't help but imagine what it'd be like if you both were romantic together. It's kind of exciting to think about."
Maes had no words, just a raised eyebrow and a curious expression. He loved this woman more and more every day. And Roy was so getting teased with this, no question about that.
Gracia looked up at him and smiled, then stood on her tiptoes to give him a quick peck on the lips before turning back to dessert.