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- 1-Autumn Rain
- 2-Part 2
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Full Metal Alchemist Fanfiction

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-- Autumn
Rain --

By: Chiruken

Part 1

There was a chill in the air that
whispered of blustery winds and overcast skies.
Winry Rockbell
stared out the window at the dreary day outside and sighed heavily, pulling the
thick and heavy comforter more tightly around her slender frame. She turned her face away from the dull grey
scenery just outside her bedroom window and focused instead on the grainy
pattern in the hardwood floor, fingers plucking idly at the frayed edges of the
comfortably worn fabric of the blanket.

The house was so quiet it was almost
eerie. Her grandmother had decided to
take an extended vacation while Alphonse was away on another mission for the
military, leaving Winry home alone. She sighed again, wondering where Ed had
disappeared to. She hadn�t seen him in
nearly a month�not since the day after their passionate night by the pond. If she was anyone else, she would�ve
immediately jumped to all the wrong conclusions. It was lucky for Edward Elric
that she wasn�t just anyone else or he�d be receiving a sound beating the next
time he showed his face around the Rockbell Auto-Mail
Shop.

She snorted softly and shook her
head. Regardless of his reasons for
doing so, he�d still left. Sure, he�d
left her a letter�well, a note, really, since it consisted of less than five
lines. The end result was that he was
gone and there was no indication of when he�d be returning. She hated to admit it, but she couldn�t help
but feel doubts in the wake of his sudden departure. She really wished he�d return home just so
she could reassure herself that he didn�t regret their night together. The thought did occur to her that maybe he
was afraid of the same thing�that she
regretted what they�d done. �Stupid��
She muttered under her breath with a frown drawing her lips downwards into a
pout. If that was what was keeping him
away, she intended to give him a piece of her mind when he got back�and then
ravish him thoroughly just so there weren�t any doubts left.

Stretching her arms above her head
languidly, she shivered as the chill in the air raised gooseflesh along her
bare arms. Stifling a wide yawn, she
kicked the warm covers off her body and stood slowly, wincing as her feet came
into contact with the cold floor.
Yelping at the sudden chill invading her body, she hopped around,
rubbing her hands over her arms vigorously as she scanned the jumbled piles
littering her bedroom floor, searching for the one containing her robe. With a huff of annoyance, she finally gave up
on her search and scurried out of the room and down the hall, intent on getting
into the bathroom as fast as she could where she planned on running a nice hot
bath to chase away the chill from her flesh.

Skidding to a halt in her mad dash
down the hall she made a fist with her right hand and slammed it into her left
palm before turning on her heel and hurrying back to her bedroom. Quickly scanning the shelves, her eyes lit up
when she spotted the object she was searching for. Pushing a conveniently placed stool closer to
the heavily laden shelves by her bed, she stepped up and stood on tiptoe,
reaching above her head to the topmost shelf.
Grinning widely, she lifted the radio from the boards gingerly and
hugged it to her chest before yelping at the cold contact against her bare
flesh. Cursing softly under her breath,
she hopped down to the floor and returned to the bathroom, frowning in
concentration as she first switched the radio on and then proceeded to tune it
into a station with the least amount of static.

Humming softly along with the music
issuing forth from the tiny speaker�and studiously ignoring the faint pops and
hisses that accompanied it�she bent over the tub, hips swaying gently in time
with the soft strains of the romantic ballad.
Letting the stream of water flow over her hand, she smiled contentedly
at the temperature before reaching blindly to the side, searching for the knob
to the old and worn cupboard, an ugly piece of furniture her grandfather had
built for Pinako when they�d first gotten
married. A slight frown marred her
features as her humming dissolved into an annoyed grunt when the wooden door
stuck and refused to open. Quickly wiping
her hands on a fluffy white towel, she turned her full attention to her new
nemesis, the cupboard door. Bracing her
feet against the wall, she grabbed hold of the handle with both hands and
tugged until with an irritating squeak it finally swung open. Panting slightly from the small battle, she
raised one eyebrow challengingly while her lips twitched upwards into a grin as
she silently vowed to someday attack the recalcitrant cupboard with a planer
and can of oil.

Shifting into a crouch, she peered
into the cupboard, searching the small shelves until finally spotting the small
bottle of aromatic oil that she�d been searching for. Pulling out the cork, she inhaled the gentle
fragrance with a sigh. Returning to the
half-full tub, she poured a small amount of the sweet-smelling oil into the
steady stream of steaming water, closing her eyes in with another blissful sigh
as the scent of cherry blossoms permeated the air. Feeling decadent, she stood and swayed in
time with the music, reaching up and pulling the tie from her hair. Running her fingers through the long blonde
tresses, she closed her eyes, head tilted back as she hummed softly along with
the music filling the steam-filled room.
Bending forward, she twisted the taps and paused, listening to the
dripping of the water accompanying the swelling strains of the waltz playing on
the radio. Straightening once again, she
wrapped her arms around herself and slowly twirled around the small room
gracefully until finally the music ended.
Slowly opening her eyes, she stared at her reflection in the fogged
mirror for a moment before smiling dreamily and returning to the tub.

Pausing for a moment, she turned up
the radio before stepping into the tub.
Sinking into the warmth of the water, she sighed and leaned back,
feeling all the tension melt away from her muscles. Draping one slender arm over the edge of the
tub, she reached blindly for the wash cloth she�d careless dropped to the floor
earlier. A small triumphant smile curved
her lips upwards when her fingers wrapped around the soft fabric. Dipping the cloth into the water, she slowly
ran it over her arms and shoulders, eyes still closed as she allowed her
thoughts to drift where they will, not lingering on any one thing for more than
a moment before moving on. Gracefully
lifting one leg from the water, she leaned forward and ran the cloth over her
calf, under her knee and around her thigh.

After repeating the process with the
other leg, she dropped the cloth into the water with a soft splash and leaned
back against the curve of the tub.
Slowly sliding down until the water touched her chin, she drew in a
quick breath before submerging her head under the water. Gradually releasing her breath, she
suppressed a giggle as the tiny bubbles tickled her eyelids. Slowly opening her eyes, she squinted and
reached up to brush her hair out of her face.
Suddenly her eyes widened and the air left her lungs in a whoosh, a
choked sound emerging as she flailed against the smooth sides of the tub in a
panic as a distorted figured appeared above her.

She fought desperately against the
hands that grabbed her by her shoulders and pulled her up, coughing and
spluttering as she choked on the water she�d inadvertently inhaled. Opening her mouth to scream, she squeaked in
alarm when her lips were claimed in a fierce, demanding kiss, literally
stealing what little breath she had away.
Twisting her body, she managed to free one of her arms. Closing her hand into a fist, she thumped her
assailant ineffectually against the shoulder, her cry of pain muffled by the
lips still covering her own. Jerking her
head to the side, she gulped in several gasping breaths of air. Gritting her teeth, she turned a furious
glare back to her sudden and rather unexpected companion. �Edward Elric!� She shrieked in growing fury. �What the hell do you think
you�re doing?! Trying to kill
me?!� She shoved against his chest and
rose from the water to tower over his sprawled form. Pointing an accusing finger at him, water
dripping from her bare arm to the floor, she glared with all the indignant
anger she could muster. �You damn near
drowned me, you jerk!� She huffed for a
moment before lowering her arm. �Well? What do you have to say for yourself?�

Looking up at her with a sheepish
smile, twinkling golden eyes betraying his mirth, he tried to adopt a contrite
expression and failed miserably.
Coughing slightly to cover the laughter trying to work its way out, he
cleared his throat. �Um�hi.� He shrugged and spread his hands out to his
sides. �I�m�er�home.� He finished rather lamely.

Winry�s eyes
narrowed and she held out her hand stiffly.
�Towel.�
She growled. �Now.� She ground her teeth together and pointed
towards the door. �Then out.�

�Awww�but Winry�� He began in a cajoling tone only to bite of the
rest of his words after one look into her furious blue eyes. If looks could kill, he decided, he�d be dead
and buried judging by the expression she was currently wearing. �Um�yeah�I�ll just wait in your
bedroom�� Her eyes narrowed further,
lips pressed tightly together into a thin line.
�Ahh�I mean the kitchen�yeah, the
kitchen.� Once again he cleared his
throat. �Cocoa?� He offered hopefully.

�Just get out!� She shouted and was somewhat appeased to see
him scramble for the door, slipping on the neatly folded towels and nearly
sprawling flat out on the floor in his haste.
Stepping out of the tub, she wrapped the towel he�d handed her around
her body in sharp, angry movements, growling under her breath. �The nerve! Gone for a month, not a single word to let me
know that he�s even still alive, and then he shows up and nearly drowns
me! Why I ought to�� Her words trailed
off into another growl as she gripped a second towel tightly, wringing it
viciously in her hands while envisioning that it wasn�t a towel at all, but
rather Edward.

Stalking down the hall, she clutched
the edges of the towel tightly against her chest. A scowl marred her pretty features as she
slammed the door to her bedroom closed hard enough it rattled on its hinges. She wasn�t certain why she was so angry, after all she�d wanted to see Ed again almost
desperately. Sighing heavily, her
shoulders slumped as the anger drained out of her. This wasn�t how she�d envisioned their reunion
at all. In her mind, the scene had
played out very differently during the nights she�d lain awake and missing him.

That night he�d gone to her out at the
pond he�d awakened something inside of her that she was hard pressed to
control. During the long nights she�d
spent alone while waiting for his return her imagination had taken control of
her, her mind conjuring images that left her hot and aching in ways she�d never
imagined before her night of passion with Ed.
The same images had followed her into her dreams as her mind replayed
the moments she�d spent in his arms over and over. She�d awaken, moaning softly into the
darkness of her room, the soft cotton of her white nightgown unbearable against
her sensitive flesh.

Closing her eyes, she leaned back
against the door, pressing the palm of her left hand against the hard surface
as the other clutched at the towel wrapped around her slender form. Drawing in a shaky breath, she shifted
uncomfortably as the previously soft and luxurious material of the towel rubbed
against her hardening nipples, sensitizing them and making them ache. Even as angry as she was at him for startling
her as he�d done, the knowledge that he was in the same house as her caused her
body to react in the most delicious ways.

Slowly pushing away from the door, she
tugged at the loose knot holding the towel close to her body. Allowing the material to fall to her feet,
she shivered as the towel caught and held briefly at her breasts before slowly
slipping free. Her head fell back with a
throaty moan at the sensations of the soft fabric brushing against her tingling
skin. She was beginning to regret
banishing Edward to the kitchen downstairs.
Tugging her full bottom lip between her teeth she slowly opened her eyes
and stared sightlessly across the short distance separating her from the bed.

Pursing her lips thoughtfully, she
glanced over her shoulder at the closed door, the beginnings of a devious plan
forming in her mind. Reaching out with a
shaking hand, she laughed breathlessly at the nervous tension taking hold of
her body. Licking her lips, she pulled
the door open, wincing slightly as it squeaked on the hinges. She made a mental note to oil the hinges
later. Holding her breath, she poked her
head out into the hall and looked toward the stairs. Tilting her head to the side, she frowned
thoughtfully when she didn�t see the soft glow of the light from the
kitchen. This, she knew, could mean one
of two things�either Ed had decided to sit in the dark while waiting for her,
or he wasn�t in the kitchen like he was supposed to be. Her lips twitched upwards into a smile. If she knew Edward Elric
like she thought she did, she was fairly certain that he definitely wasn�t in
the kitchen�which meant he was lurking not too far from her bedroom. The question, of course, was where? Not in her room, obviously, unless he was
hiding under the bed, which she couldn�t envision him doing. Slowly she pulled her head back into the room
and tapped her fingers against her lips thoughtfully. There really was only one place he would be,
and that would be the bedroom he used when he was staying with them�the one
next to her own. She grinned, a rather
devious expression gracing her features, as she realized that her half-formed
plan was going to work out quite nicely.
She just hoped she didn�t lose her nerve before she could implement it.

Knowing just how thin the walls were
that separated the bedrooms, she made no effort to silence her footsteps as she
crossed the room to her bed. Glancing
one last time over her shoulder at the open door, she felt a blush working its
way up her chest and into her face. What
she was about to do could prove to be rather embarrassing, and she was
infinitely grateful that Al and Granny Pinako weren�t
home. Drawing in a deep, calming breath,
she allowed her body to fall onto the bed, smiling smugly when the springs
creaked loudly beneath her weight. She
wiggled around until she was positioned in the centre, pleased that the
mattress was cooperating thus far and announcing her movements quite loudly.

Closing her eyes, she allowed her
hands to drift lazily over her body, cupping her breasts and gently caressing
her nipples into hardened peaks with the pads of her thumbs, a soft moan
working its way passed her lips.
Frowning slightly, she cleared her throat and licked her lips, and
allowed herself moan louder this time.
She silently reminded herself that she had no reason to remain silent,
that in fact she had every reason to be as loud as she knew she could be. Slowly trailing the fingers of her right hand
down across her flat stomach, she paused briefly and shifted again, the
mattress squeaking beneath her weight.
Pressing her palm flat against the apex of her thighs, she sucked in a
sharp breath before parting her thighs with a loud, throaty moan and dipping
her fingers within her folds to tease against the moistness she found there.

Shivering at the sensations assaulting
her senses, she arched her back, lips parting as she cried out softly, eyes
opening briefly when she thought she heard a thump followed by a hastily bit of
curse on the other side of the wall.
Releasing her breast, she lifted her hand and slammed her palm flat
against the wall, crying out loudly as her other hand continued playing between
her legs. Her hips lifted, back arching
again, as she parted her thighs to allow better access. She ignored the feeling of acute
embarrassment that tried to flood her at the thought of what she must look
like, writhing in wanton abandon on her bed as she touched herself intimately,
crying out with increasing volume.

Winry tossed her head to the side, breath escaping her in rapid
pants as she bent her legs at the knees and planted her feet firmly against the
mattress, her hips rising and falling in an instinctive rhythm, the mattress
loud in her own ears as she whimpered and cried out her need. She became aware of an audience to her
ministrations, a figure outlined in the doorway to her room, hands braced
against the doorframe. She allowed her
legs to fall open more, knowing that he had a direct view from his position of
every movement of her fingers against herself.
She wondered, briefly, what it was that he was waiting for, why he was
still standing in the doorway, gripping the frame tight enough she thought she
heard the wood groan in protest under his auto-mail hand.

She
gasped and jumped, her hand stilling between her legs as a loud clap of thunder
reverberated through the room. Her eyes
snapped open and she flinched when the room was suddenly illuminated by a sharp
flash of lightning. She became aware of
the steady thrum of rain hitting the roof and shivered. She hated storms. They terrified her. Talk
about a mood killer. She thought
with a grimace. At the next crack of
thunder, her hands gripped the quilt beneath her tight enough her knuckles turned
white, eliciting a soft whimper from between her lips. She heard Ed groan softly, followed
immediately by the soft creak of floorboards as he entered the room. She squeezed her eyes shut tight when the
lightning flashed again.

She
felt the mattress dip beneath his weight and shivered when he touched her hand
fisted into the soft material at her side, gently stroking her fingers, urging
her to release her death grip. The
mattress dipped a bit more, shifting her weight towards him and she felt his
breath stir the tendrils of hair near her ear.
�Don�t stop.� He whispered
huskily as he lifted her hand and returned it between her legs. �Keep going.�
He pressed his fingers against hers, urging her to move once again in
the seductive rhythm she�d begun before she became aware of the storm raging
outside her home.

�B-but��
She began in a breathy whisper, her protest feeble in
her own ears as her fingers seemed to take on a mind of their own and obeyed
his softly spoken command. She jumped,
whimpering softly at the next sharp crack of thunder, snuggling against the
security his presence offered, turning her face into his shoulder and
shuddering with a soft moan when lightning slashed across the sky and
illuminated her bedroom with a brief moment of white light. �The storm�� She mumbled against his
shoulder, lips brushing against the warmth of his flesh and tingling from the
contact.

She
felt his lips brush against her temple briefly as his right hand moved gently
over her hair in a comforting gesture. �Still afraid of storms, Winry?� He murmured gently, releasing her hand to
trace soothing patterns over her hip and across her stomach, causing gooseflesh
to rise from the soft, fleeting caresses.
She nodded against him, trembling from the contrasting sensations of
deep-seated fear the storm engendered within her and the deliciously
tantalizing touch of his fingertips against her sensitized flesh. She heard him sigh deeply as he shifted,
wrapping his arms around her, the auto-mail chilling her skin while his left
arm created a band of heat around her where it rested just beneath her
breasts. �Remember when we were
kids?� He began in a gentle, soothing
tone, pausing for a moment until she nodded.
�You used to come stay with us�� His voice
trailed off as he seemingly lost himself in the memories. �Remember what you�d do whenever there was a
storm?�

She
nodded slowly, a soft smile curving her lips upwards at the memory. �Yeah�I�d climb into bed with you.� She whispered, tilting her head to place a
soft kiss against his chin. She drew in
a deep, calming breath and pulled away from him to sit up. Wincing at the next harsh growl of thunder
she leaned forward and peered down into his shadowed features. �You grumbled about it every time, too�used
to tell me to go back to my own bed �cause I hogged
all the blankets.� She pouted a little
and traced her fingers over his jaw.

�I
never sent you away, Winry.� He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her
down across his chest, hugging her close to him. �And I won�t now.�

She
snorted lightly. �That�s good�� She
gently tugged on his hair and laughed softly.
�Because this is my bed, you know.�

He
remained silent for a while, seemingly content to hold her close. After several long moments of comfortable
silence where they listened to the rain pattering against the roof and the
thunder eventually died away into the distance he finally cleared his
throat. �Um�Winry��
He began hesitantly, his arms tightening around her as he shifted slightly, the
mattress creaking softly beneath them.
�About earlier�� Slowly he smoothed his right hand down her back to cup
her behind gently. �I want you to
continue.�

One
slender eyebrow rose as she felt a blush rush into her cheeks. �Excuse me?�
She moved to sit up, but his left arm held her close against him,
refusing to allow her escape. She pushed
against his chest insistently until he finally, with obvious reluctance,
allowed her to move away. She pushed her
long hair out of her face and peered down at him for a long moment in silence
before finally sucking in a sharp breath when she realized that he was
serious. �You want me to do what?� She had her suspicions, but she wanted
clarification on this matter just in case she was jumping to the wrong
conclusions.

He
rose up on his left elbow, right hand thrusting into her hair as he claimed her
lips in a sweetly intense kiss that left her breathless and was all too brief
for her liking. He released her and
shifted, kneeling on his right knee before her while his left leg steadied him
against the floor. He traced his fingers
over her parted lips, leaning in closer, the light from the hall spilling in
through the open door and casting soft light over his features, golden eyes
filled with a heat that left her heart pounding and her breathing erratic. �I watched you, before�touching yourself,
crying out in pleasure�I want to watch you again.�

Her
eyes slid away from his steady gaze to rest against a point just over his
shoulder. �I-I can�t�� She began
hesitantly, shaking her head slightly.

He
frowned and grasped her chin gently, forcing her gaze back to his own. �Why not?�

�It�s
embarrassing.� She tried to turn away
from him again and his fingers tightened against her jaw. She closed her eyes, willing the blush to
leave her cheeks.

�Why? You did it before�� He paused and pressed his
lips against her ear, lightly nipping her lobe before continuing in a husky
whisper. �You knew I was watching�had it
planned out that way, I think�� He trailed his lips lightly down from her ear,
scraping his teeth against her neck, lips curving upwards into a wicked grin
when she moaned softly, allowing her head to fall to the side to give him
better access. �Do you know how erotic
that is�watching you pleasure yourself and knowing that you were aware that my
eyes were on you, knowing that you were putting a show on for me and me alone�� He pushed against her shoulders, urging her to fall back
against the brightly coloured quilt spread across her
bed. �Perform for me again, Winry.� He coaxed
urgently, hands resting against her hips lightly as he leaned over her to brush
his lips against hers in light, teasing caresses.

Winry�s eyes slid closed on a soft sigh as she delighted in the feel
of Ed�s lips against her own. She made a
soft sound of protest when he moved away and slowly opened her eyes again to
stare up at him with a slight pout.
Drawing in a shaky breath, she finally nodded. �A-all right.� She consented in a breathless whisper,
feeling nervousness threaten to overwhelm her.

Ed
shifted his weight off the mattress and moved to the end of the bed closest to
the door. Winry
licked her lips nervously, but positioned herself as she had been before the
storm had interrupted her previous plans.
Glancing at him anxiously, she smiled slightly when he knelt on the edge
of the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight. She closed her eyes and settled herself more
comfortably against the pillows, lifting her hands to gently cup the fullness
of her breasts, the sound of the rain lulling her into a calm state as she
listened to the sound of Ed�s breathing.
Brushing her thumbs over her nipples, she bit her lip gently as she felt
them harden into peaks beneath her ministrations. Lightly squeezing the soft mounds before
releasing them to smooth her hands down her body, arching her back off the
mattress as her fingers made their way down to her flat stomach.

Lifting
one slender leg, she ran the fingers of her left hand over the smooth flesh,
before placing her foot flat against the soft quilt and trailing her fingers
slowly back up her body to lightly tease her hardened nipple again. Parting her thighs slowly, she shyly dipped
the fingers of her other hand into her intimate folds, drawing in a sharp breath
at the teasing contact. She felt the
mattress dip again and opened her eyes to see Ed had moved to a standing
position. Darting her tongue out to
moisten her lips, she allowed her eyes to slide closed again, parting her legs
a little more, moaning softly as she felt her earlier
arousal returning swiftly.

Her
eyes snapped open when she heard the soft click close to her head and
immediately squeezed them shut again when the sudden light from the bedside
lamp hit them. �Ed?� She asked softly, questioningly. �What are you doing?� She started to rise, opening her eyes a
little at a time as she adjusted to the light now filling the room.

He
grinned down at her and smoothed his left hand over her hair before gently
pushing her back down. �I couldn�t see
properly.� He explained simply before
returning to his previous position at the foot of the bed, gesturing with his
left hand towards her. �Go on.� He urged with a wider grin as he knelt at the
foot of the bed once again.

Glancing
uncertainly at the newly lit lamp one last time, she settled herself back
against the pillows again and closed her eyes, trying to ignore the acute
embarrassment she now felt at having herself fully exposed to his steady
gaze. Drawing in a deep breath, she held
it, willing the tension out of her body as she returned her hands to their
previous positions, striving to rekindle the erotic atmosphere she�d been
pulled into. Slowly releasing the pent
up breath, she allowed her legs to part a little more, fully exposing herself to
his scrutiny as she moved her fingers against herself intimately, a soft,
shuddering sigh escaping her parted lips as the familiar shivers coursed up and
down her spine.

Her
lips parted on a shuddering sigh at his low, wordless sound of approval. Like so many nights over the last month she allowed
herself to drift into an erotic fantasy, imagining that it was Ed�s hands
moving over her body, his touch sending delicious spirals of pleasure coursing
through her body. Completely lost within
the daydream she was spinning around herself, she almost missed the tell-tale
movement of the mattress as he shifted.
Choosing to ignore the distraction for the moment, she slowly trailed
her fingers in feather-light touches from the hardened peak of her nipple up
over her collar bone to trace the outline of her parted lips, a soft, needy
moan emerging at the contact. Inserting
her index finger into her mouth her lips pursed as she sucked lightly before
removing her finger only to touch the tip of her tongue to the digit. Her lips curved upwards into a seductive
smile as her eyes opened slowly when she heard his low groan. Looking down the length of her body, she
fixed him with a sultry stare, blue eyes roaming freely over his bare chest,
across his muscular abdomen and pausing at the waistband of his pants. Her lips turned down into a tiny pout when
she noted that he was still clothed.

Tracing
her lips with her still-damp finger, she met his eyes steadily, her breath
catching at the heat smoldering his golden gaze. �Aren�t you a little over-dressed, Ed?� She asked with a purr, slowly lowering her
hand to fondle the rounded mounds of her breasts. She almost laughed when he nodded vigorously,
hands immediately dropping to tug on his belt.

He
pulled the leather free from around his waist and let it fall to the floor with
a soft thud, leaning forward to brace his hands against the mattress, lips
curving upwards into what Winry thought had to be the
sexiest smile she�d ever seen. �Do that
again.� He commanded softly. When she raised her eyebrow in silent
inquiry, he straightened again and slowly undid the fasteners on his dark
pants. �That thing
with your finger.� He elaborated
as the dark material slid slowly over his hips revealing his boxers previously
hidden beneath.

She
laughed huskily and slowly lifted her hand, teasingly brushing against the
slender column of her throat before pausing on her chin. �You like that?� She whispered, tracing the outline of her
full bottom lip with the tip of her forefinger.

He
growled softly as he swiftly removed his boxers and lowered himself to the bed
again. He nodded emphatically. �Hell yes, I like.� His gaze dropped immediately to her lips, his
own parting slightly as she continued to lightly caress the area. �Winry�� He groaned
and leaned forward, resting his hands on either side of her parted thighs. �You�re teasing me.� He accused roughly as he pressed a heated
kiss to the side of her knee.

�That�s
the idea.� She laughed again, removing
her damp fingers from between her legs to press her hand palm flat against his
shoulder and pushed him away with a quick shake of her head. �No touching�� Her blue eyes danced with
wicked amusement at the look of surprise he shot her. �Yet.� She finished with a soft, feminine growl as
she resettled herself against the pillows.

His
expression turned frustrated as he sat back and frowned down at her. �If I can�t touch you, then what the hell am
I supposed to do?� His eyes were drawn
to the apex of her thighs once again as she returned her fingers to her
intimate folds to lightly caress herself, breath catching and releasing on a
harsh groan. �That�s like telling a
starving man he can�t eat at a banquet.�

Her
brows drew together slightly in mock puzzlement. �You�re a bright boy�I�m sure you can think
of something to do to occupy yourself.�

His
eyebrows rose in appreciative surprise.
He cleared his throat and leaned back to regard her with a contemplative
look in his golden eyes. �Well�there
aren�t many options left to me if I can�t touch you.� His lips curved upwards into a wicked grin.

She
lifted one bare shoulder in a nonchalant shrug.
�Why don�t you use your imagination, hmm?� His sudden laughter brought an answering grin
to her lips.

�Winry Rockbell, I do believe
you�ve been corrupted while I�ve been away.�

She
smirked and slowly drew her finger into her mouth again. She watched in fascination as the laughter
drained from his eyes to be replaced by the familiar fiery heat that set her
body into tingling sensitized awareness.
She knew he�d only tolerate her teasing for so long before he took the
initiative and began making the demands.
Her pulse sped up in anticipation, remembering the wild abandon he�d
shown her the last time they�d made love.
She�d longed for another taste of the passion he�d shown her since that
night, but this time the experience was heightened by the heady illusion of
control he was giving her. No longer was
she plagued by doubts. She was secure in
the knowledge that his heart belonged to her and her alone, just as hers
belonged to him. The feeling of
empowerment this gave her was addictive and she wanted to give as good as she got this time around.

She
quickly pulled her hand away from her femininity and sat up. Ed blinked in surprise and scooted back from
her to give her room, expression filled with questioning concern. �Is something wrong?� She frowned and pushed her hair back out of
her face, shaking her head slowly.
�Then�� He hesitated a moment before continuing. �Why�d you stop?� He was clearly puzzled by the sudden halt to
what he obviously thought of as a rather enjoyable interlude.

She
slipped off the edge of the mattress and smiled down at him reassuringly. �Nothing�s wrong, Ed.� When his expression remained skeptical she
rested her hands against his shoulders and bent forward to lightly press her
lips against his in an all too brief caress.
�I promise.� Her smile widened as
he leaned toward her, obviously intent on stealing another kiss. She shook her head and pushed against his
chest to hold him at bay. �Kissing
constitutes touching.�

He
pulled back with a frown. �Winry�� He began, voice taking on a slight warning tone
that alerted her to his rapidly dwindling patience. Once again she offered him a reassuring smile
and tugged on his arm, urging him to stand as well. Sighing softly, he complied, only to yelp in
surprise when she shoved against his chest and he fell back onto the bed. �What the hell?!� He glared up at her in annoyance. �Wha---� His question was abruptly cut off by her lips settling
over his as she crawled into his lap and wrapped her arms around him. Any further protests seemed to disappear
instantly as he in turn brought his arms up around her, pulling her closer and
cradling the back of her head as he deepened the kiss.

Slowly,
reluctantly, Winry disentangled herself and pulled
away, breaking the kiss. She lightly
tapped the tip of his nose playfully with a mischievous smile. �Now behave.�
She winked when he scowled up at her, clearly becoming annoyed with her
teasing. She leaned close again and
lightly blew against his ear, delighting in the way he shivered at the
sensation. �Remember�� She whispered,
lips barely brushing against his skin.
She gently pushed his hands away when he reached for her hips to pull
her against him again. �No
touching.� She laughed huskily when he
growled in frustration and nodded in approval when he returned his hands to his
sides, closing them into fists against the quilt. She gently patted his head. �Good boy.�

Placing
her hands against his shoulders, she slowly lowered her body until she was
kneeling between his legs. Casting a
sultry look up at him, she felt a brief shiver of apprehension run down her
spine when she met his glittering golden gaze promising dark retribution for
her merciless teasing in the very near future.
Pressing her palms flat against his flesh, lightly massaging the tense
muscles beneath her fingers, and gently drew her hands down over his arms, the
cool feel of the auto-mail a striking contrast to the warmth of his left arm. Once she reached his hands she lightly
caressed his knuckles before running her palms back up to his shoulders. Pausing for a moment, she lightly touched the
tip of her tongue to her lips before slowly smoothing her hands down his
chest. Once again she halted the light
caresses to hold her hand over his heart, feeling it beat a rapid staccato
against her palm, betraying the way her touch affected him. A half-smile tilted her lips upwards. She really didn�t need confirmation by the
racing of his pulse. The way his breath
would hitch at every little touch, the way his muscles tensed as her hands
moved over his bare flesh, the way his eyes filled with burning heat as he
gazed down at her. No, she didn�t need
to feel the way his heartbeat accelerated to know that he desired her.

She
leaned forward, pressing her lips against the hard planes of his chest, parting
her lips to lightly tease his warm flesh with her tongue. She felt his muscles tense as he sucked in a
sharp breath and held it. Slowly she drew
her hands down across his stomach, lowering her head to follow, trailing
enticing licks and nips along the way.
She moved her hands in caressing circles lower until they reached his
thighs, where she paused and looked up slowly, meeting his impassioned gaze
shyly. She was at the end of her
bravado. From here on out, she really
had no idea what it was that she was doing.
She licked her lips nervously and lowered her gaze once again. Drawing in a quick breath she reached forward
with her right hand and touched her forefinger against the tip of his arousal,
eliciting an immediate and rather startling reaction that ended with her
sprawled in an ungraceful heap on the floor at his feet and staring up at him
in shock.

Winry squeaked in surprise when he reached down and grasped her
upper arms to lift her to her feet. She
didn�t have time to catch her breath before she was pulled into a crushing
embrace, his lips finding her own for a hard, demanding kiss. She pressed her palms flat against his chest
and pushed against him. She was taken
aback when he did release her. She took
a cautious step back and paused, tilting her head to the side to regard him
nervously. His eyes were closed tightly,
lips pressed together into a tight line.
She lowered her gaze and felt a moment of guilt when she saw that his
hands were closed into tight, white-knuckled fists at his sides. �Winry�� He began
with a harsh groan. �No more teasing.�

She
tugged her bottom lip between her teeth before sighing softly. �Not even a little?� She asked softly, smiling at him beguilingly
when he opened his eyes to stare at her in disbelief. �Please?�
She rested her hand against his chest again and lightly pushed, silently
urging him to sit for a second time. He
reached up and placed his right hand over hers and held her hand in place as he
slowly lowered himself to the edge of the bed in compliance with her softly
spoken request. She brushed her lips
against his in a gentle caress, silently thanking him for allowing her to
continue as she pleased�at least for the time being.

�You�re
a wicked woman, Winry.� He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her
down until she was straddling him.
�Maybe that�s why I love you so much.�
He gently nipped at the side of her neck and smiled when her head fell
to the side to give him better access.
�But if you keep teasing me like this�� He lightly bit her shoulder
causing her to squirm against him. �I
won�t be held accountable for my methods of retaliation.�

She
shivered and rocked against him lightly, enjoying the contact of bare flesh
against her own. She lowered her head to
moan near his ear as his hands moved down her back to cup her backside, pulling
her even closer still. �I want it
all.� She whispered throatily, rocking
against him more urgently as she felt his hardness pressed against her intimate
heat. �But�� She continued as she pushed
against his shoulders, urging him to fall back against the mattress. �I want to play some more.� She bent over him and teasingly licked at his
collar bone. �Let me play some
more.� She whispered against his chest
before lifting her gaze to his once more.

He
allowed his arms to fall away from her, stretched out to his sides and pressing
his palms flat against the mattress before his hands curled into fists against
the quilt. �Play�� He muttered hoarsely
and shook his head slightly with a tight smile.
�Do you have any idea how difficult this is, Winry? Any idea how much I want you right now?� He shook his head again, reaching up to press
his fingers against her lips to silence her as she opened her mouth to
answer. �I�m yours to do with as you
will�� He slowly trailed his fingers down over her throat to lightly squeeze
her breast before allowing his hand to fall to his side again. �For now we will play by your rules�but
later�� He paused as if to ascertain that she understood the depth of his
seriousness at the moment. �We will play
by mine.� She nodded slowly, agreeing to
his condition. �Just remember, Winry�� He paused
dramatically and when she tilted her head to the side questioningly his lips
curved into a wickedly sensual grin, golden eyes smoldering with dark
promise. �My rules are not nearly so innocent or playful as yours. So�are you absolutely certain this is what
you want?�

She
stretched out on top of him and pressed her lips against his throat, the
rapidly beating pulse strong and reassuring despite the small niggling doubt
floating in the back of her mind. She
hadn�t forgotten her brief moments of panic the month before out by the
pond. Though they had been short-lived,
she knew her momentary fears had hurt Edward�even if he never admitted it. �I�m sure.�
She whispered, her lips brushing against the warmth of his skin. �I trust you, Ed.� She added, lifting her head to meet his gaze
directly so he could see the truth behind the words. When he nodded with a soft smile, she
returned it briefly before ducking her head to trail kisses across his chest
and down, her hands tracing lazy patterns over his stomach.

He
lifted his right hand and lightly cupped the back of her head. �I want to touch you�� He murmured softly, slowly running his
fingers through the blonde locks. He
drew in a sharp breath when her fingers lightly brushed against his
arousal. �Touch you in ways you�ve never
imagined�� He withdrew his fingers from her hair, closing his hand into a fist
and growling his approval as her slender fingers wrapped around the length of
his hardness. �I want to hear you�� He
gasped, his breath catching in his throat as her hand moved in slow, sensual
strokes, caressing him teasingly. �Beg
for more�� He continued, voice strained as he clenched
his fist in the bedcovers beneath him.
�I want to he---� A tremor coursed over his body as she dipped her head
down, her breath lightly fanning against his hardened flesh, his words
stuttering to a halt as the air left his lungs in a whoosh. �H-hear you scream in pleasure�� He halted
his faltering whispers of erotic promises.

Winry smiled in satisfaction, allowing her eyes to slide closed as
she touched the tip of her tongue against his arousal tentatively. She wasn�t entirely certain if she was doing
the right thing, but ever since he�d kissed her so intimately, she�d imagined
returning the favour some day. She fought down the urge to laugh as she
realized that �some day� had finally arrived�and judging by his reactions, he
wasn�t adverse to her little experiment.
Hesitating only for a moment, she parted her lips and slowly lowered her
head, taking his hardness into her mouth briefly before pulling back
again. The heavy weight of his auto-mail
hand thrusting into her hair drew her attention and she blinked in surprise as
he exerted gentle pressure, urging her head back to its previous position.

�Winry�� Her name emerged on a low, needy moan as he reached
down with his left hand, lightly brushing his knuckles against her cheek. �I-I need�� She brushed her lips against him
again and she could hear his breath catch before starting up again irregularly. �Touch me�� He whispered hoarsely, pressing
against the back of her head a little more forcefully. �Taste me�� Another harsh groan and his hand
tightened against her hair. He shifted
restlessly on the bed before withdrawing his left hand and rising up to look
down at her. �You tease me �you flirt
with me�� He accused hoarsely as she met his gaze uncertainly, breath fanning against his flesh and lips lightly brushing
the tip of his arousal teasingly. �Just
do it already!� She jumped slightly at
the suddenly shouted harsh command. He
threw his head back and moaned loudly when she engulfed his length within the
moist heat of her mouth.

She
felt a surge of empowerment infuse her as his head fell back with another
groan, the hand in her hair closing into a fist against the blonde strands entangled
in his fingers as he shifted restlessly beneath her ministrations. His taste, she decided, fit him
perfectly. Bitter, with a hint of salty
tears, and something she couldn�t find a name for to properly explain
it�something dark and mysterious, forbidden.
She couldn�t say she actually liked it, but it was so infinitely Edward
that she felt an almost insatiable need for more. Addictive, that was what the only word she
could use to describe her reaction to the experience. She resisted the urge to close her eyes and
watched, instead, the play of emotions visible in his expression. He was, in a word, beautiful in his
abandon. There was no other way to
express it.

She
reached up and pushed against his wrist, silently demanding that he release
her. For a moment, she thought he�d
refuse, but then, slowly, his fingers unclenched and his hand fell away to rest
against his hip instead. She lifted her
head, teasingly flicking her tongue over the tip of his arousal before pulling
away completely and sitting up. She
laughed breathlessly at his pout of disappointment, his displeasure that she
stopped apparent in the way his golden eyes flashed, yet he remained true to
his word and allowed her to do as she wished.
She rested her hands against his stomach, palms flat, and moved them in
slow caresses up to his chest, lightly kneading the taut muscles. Shifting her weight, she straddled his hips
and rocked against him suggestively, eyes sliding closed at the delicious friction
her movements caused. Lowering her head,
she pressed her lips against his chest, tongue darting out to tease his flesh.

His
hands came up to cup her backside, moving beneath her impatiently as he lifted
his hips to increase the sensuous friction being generated between their
bodies. �You�re�a shameless�tease�� He
gasped out as she wriggled her hips against him, lifting her body until only
the barest of contact remained. His
hands tightened against her slender waist, bringing down once again as he thrust
against her.

She
leaned forward, and rocked against him faster, her breasts brushing against his
chest and sending tingles rocketing up and down her spine from the
sensation. She lightly nipped at his ear
lobe before drawing it into her mouth briefly.
�Mmm�maybe�� She murmured softly, lightly
blowing into his ear and delighting at the way his hands clenched almost
painfully against her hips and a shudder coursed through his body beneath
her. �But you like it.� Her tongue darted out to trace against the
shell of his ear before she moved her attention elsewhere, placing moist,
open-mouthed kisses against his neck and shoulder. She grinned and lifted her head to trace her
tongue over his bottom lip before gently nipping it. �Admit it.�

�Winry�� His tone held a faint hint of warning as he growled
her name. She slowly pulled back and
lowered her head to nip at the side of his neck, earning a startled yelp before
she soothed the area with slow, sensuous sweeps of her tongue. Sitting up she gazed down at him with a
mischievous smile before reaching back and tugging on his wrists, pulling his
hands away from her and positioning them above his head against the
mattress. He looked at her
curiously. �What are you up to
now?� He murmured thoughtfully as she
shifted her body until she was sitting on his stomach rather than straddling
his hips.

Sitting
up straight, she lifted her hands to cup the fullness of her breasts, brushing
the pads of her thumbs over the sensitive peaks of her nipples. �Remember�� Her eyes closed momentarily as
she shivered in pleasure at the contact of her hands against her aroused
flesh. �You promised�� She continued in
a breathless whisper. Slowly she opened
her eyes. �No touching.� He nodded once, eyes following the movements
of her hands as she moved them down her body in slow, sensuous circles until
she reached her flat stomach. She paused
for a moment before continuing, moving her hands from her body to his, running
her palms up his chest and leaning forward to capture his lips in a brief
kiss. She shifted a little more,
adjusting the position of her body over his until she was satisfied. Straightening once again, she smoothed her
palms back down his chest until she reached her parted thighs, caressing his
warm flesh where it brushed against her own.

Leaning
back, she placed one hand against his muscular thigh, arching her back and
allowing her hair to brush enticingly against his hardness earning a shuddering
intake of breath and throaty moan for her efforts from the man beneath her. Tilting her head forward, she met his
smoldering golden gaze directly, lips tilted up at the corners into a
mysterious, sensual smile. She watched
as his gaze shifted down, following the movement of her hand as she slowly drew
it up her body, pausing to trace lazy, feather-light touches around her breasts
before lightly rubbing against her nipples.
Her mouth went dry at the way his attention seemed fixate on the
movements of her fingers and she wondered what he was currently thinking, but
opted to not ask at the moment. Continuing
the lazy path up her body, she trailed her fingers up her throat, passed her
jaw and paused once again when she reached her mouth. His eyes flicked back to hers briefly before
returning to her fingers and she traced the outline of her lips, parting them
on a soft sigh. Touching the tip of her
tongue to her bottom lip, she slowly traced her fingertips through the
moisture, spreading it along her full lip before drawing the digit into her
mouth.

�Ahh�� He breathed softly, his approval clear to see in the
way his eyes darkened. �The finger thing.�
His hands closed into fists where they rested above his head, his chest
rising and falling rapidly with each inhale and exhale he took. �I like the finger thing.� He murmured with a grin.

�So
I�ve noticed.� Winry
laughed lightly as she removed her damp finger from her mouth and lowered her
hand to the apex of her thighs. Watching
as the laughter drained from his eyes, replaced by a burning look that left her
breathless and squirming against him at the erotic promises reflected in his
golden gaze, she pressed her fingers against her feminine folds. �What else do you like, Ed?� She whispered breathlessly as he stared
intently at her fingers where they gently caressed her intimately.

His
hands clenched and unclenched above his head a few times before he finally tore
his gaze away from the erotic performance she was giving him. �I like that.� He gestured with his chin towards her parted
thighs where her fingers were moving faster as she gasped and moaned softly
above him. He paused for a moment with a
slight frown drawing his brows together as if in deep thought. �A lot.� He finally added, frown melting into a wicked
grin that stole her breath and made her pulse flutter frantically against her
throat.

The
hand resting against his thigh closed into a fist as she withdrew her fingers
and lifted her hand to touch the tip of her tongue against the moist
digits. She felt his muscles tense
beneath her and paused for a moment, holding her breath as she waited to see
what Ed would do. When he settled again,
lips parting to draw in a ragged breath, she smiled and reached down to trace
his lips with her fingers, moaning softly when he drew them into his mouth,
tongue playing against the digits erotically.
She couldn�t help but wonder, just for a moment, just who exactly was in
control of the situation�her�or the man gazing up at her with smoldering golden
eyes glittering with barely leashed hunger.
She leaned forward, removing her fingers and replacing them with her
mouth. She shivered as he kissed her,
lips hungry and demanding, before she quickly pulled away. �Ed�� She breathed his name with a soft moan,
before flattening her palms against his chest and shifting her weight back
until she straddled his legs again.

�Touch
me, Winry.� He
commanded softly, reaching down to thrust his fingers into her hair. She winced slightly when he tugged, urging
her to lower her head to where he wanted and once again she wondered if the
seeming control he�d relinquished to her was merely an illusion. �I like that, too.� She licked her lips and pursed them to
lightly blow against his arousal, smiling wickedly when his muscles jumped. �You do realize�� He commented roughly, tone
harsh with the obvious effort he was using to remain still beneath her. �That when this is over�� He sucked in a
sharp breath when her tongue flicked out to tease the tip of his hardness. �It�ll be your turn?�

She
brought her head up abruptly, wincing when at the sharp pull against her scalp
when his hand fisted in her hair.
�What?�

She
felt a shiver of apprehension course down her spine when she met his smoldering
gaze. �Equivalent exchange, Winry�� When she only stared at him in disbelief he moved
swiftly, abruptly sitting and pulling her head back to peer into her startled
features hungrily. �Play time�s
over.� He growled, his lips brushing
against hers briefly before he pulled back.
�Do you know what I�m going to do to you?� She shook her head slightly, lips parting on
a gasp when his left hand came to rest against her intimately. �I�m going to tease�� He stroked his fingers
against her drawing a soft moan from her parted lips. �And tease�� His fingers dipped into her
briefly before withdrawing again. �And
tease�� His hand came up and he pressed his fingers against her lips, tracing
the fullness lightly with the damp digits.
�Just like you teased me, merciless little vixen that
you are.�

*~*

To
Be Continued�

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