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Summary: Winry determined to find the Elric brothers, headed
to Central. Life is definitely full of surprises, and she certainly didn’t expect
this one.
Feel
Me, Shame Me, Heal Me
Episode
17—Sweet and Sour
Scieszka was pacing, walking back
and forth, back and forth in between the desks that sat military personnel who
were at work, or chatting happily with each other. The bottom of her shoes
dragging along the floor. Running both hands through her hair, she smacked her
hands down at their sides. The office door opened and Lieutenant Colonel
Hughes poked his head out.
“All right, you can come in.” He
said, opening the door more for her.
Entering the office, Scieszka
stared at Colonel Mustang sitting behind his desk. “You wanted to see me,
Sir?” He started speaking but for some reason she couldn’t really pay
attention to his words. Her mind kept going back to Sunday evening—Green eyes
framed by glasses widened as the man leaned forward, what struck her the most
odd was when he kissed Winry! Not only that, the girl actually leaned into
it! Scieszka’s jaw dropped in complete shock…her head started to hurt, pound
with frustration. What was going on!? She would find out, subtly of course.
Scieszka had a feeling that Winry did not want anyone to know that she had just
been witnessed in kissing what she called her greatest enemy of all time...
Scieszka had rushed up to
Winry’s door and knocked, it seemed like forever until the door opened and
Winry stood there.
Winry noticed her friend’s face
was a little pale, “Scieszka, are you all right?”
Scieszka smiled. “Sure, I just
decided to come by and see you. I haven’t seen you at all this past week.
What have you been up to?
Shrugging, Winry walked back
into her apartment with her friend following after her. “Not much, just a
little of this and a little of that,” She heard the door close and spun around.
“I had a date this past week,
how about you?” Scieszka asked calmly.
Winry’s brow furrowed, “A
date…well no. No dates.” That was very true; she had not gone on any dates
with Roy at all. “How was your date?”
Smiling lightly, Scieszka
headed to the sofa and sat down. “It was nice. It was with that Travin guy.
I think I’m going to see him again.” She would have to try a different tactic,
“Too bad you aren’t seeing someone or all four of us could do something
together.”
Grinning, Winry nodded, “Well
perhaps when Ed and Al get back we can all do something? Of course it wouldn’t
be a date with those two. I think they could use the relaxation.” Wait,
Scieszka went out with Travin? There was something about him that just didn’t
sit right with Winry, ever since the Club Forty-Four robbery it was like
something wasn’t right about him. That might just be because she wasn’t
interested in Travin as a boyfriend and Scieszka was. Yet, that annoying
feeling was still there. “You should watch out for Travin, I don’t think he’s
very honest.”
“So you’re not seeing anyone?”
Scieszka asked changing the subject. This was not about her; this was about
Winry and what that girl was getting involved in. Scieszka was leaning
forward, placing her elbows on her knees and leaning into her palms. “I would
so like for us to go out.” She was so worried about Winry, just what was she
doing and getting herself into. Although, it did look like her friend was
happy, even with someone she claimed she hated so entirely. Her friend had
actually been laughing and smiling. When did things change between her and the
Colonel, and how long had their involvement been going on?
“I’m not really one for going
out, Scieszka. Not these days anyway. I’m always so engaged in one thing or
another.” Winry cleared her throat.
Scieszka lightly smiled, “I
guess I understand.” Even if the Colonel was a lot older than her, it was
plain to see that Winry enjoyed the man’s company now. They were obviously
keeping whatever they were doing quiet. Perhaps this was a good thing.—
Scieszka’s eyes were slightly
narrowed. ‘I’ll keep your secret, and knowing how you are… you better not
hurt my friend, Colonel, or else.’
“Well?” Roy asked, seeing Scieszka
jolt a little.
“What was that?” Scieszka tried
hard to think about what it was he said. Why did she have to go off into her
own little world when he was talking? Now she totally missed it. She’ll be
fired from her library job for sure! They just couldn’t take her away from
those books, it was just too cruel! “I’m sorry, what did you say?”
Roy let out an irritated breath of
air, seeing the young lady’s face twist up in worry. He did not like repeating
himself.
Maes shook his head, “He was
talking about the upcoming Harvest Ball and if you got your invitation yet. You’re
not officially in the military but you do work at the military’s library so
naturally you’d be invited as well.”
Scieszka nodded, “Yeah, I got it
this past week. The invitation says we can bring a guest with us.” ‘Ah-hah!
I know why you’re asking me about that. Heh, heh, you think I’m some clueless
girl. I may believe in aliens, but I’m not an idiot.’ She inwardly
grinned, but her face remained ever neutral. “I was going to ask someone to go
as my date, but I think I’ll ask Winry to go with me instead. She needs a
night out. That poor girl, she’s always so busy with who knows what.” She waved
her hands up and down in the air in front of her. It was kind of sweet that
the Colonel would want Winry to go to the Ball, and Scieszka just had to help! She
couldn’t do anything less for her friend.
Feeling pleased that Roy didn’t
have to use his tactics to sway Scieszka into thinking on her own to have Winry
go to the Ball; he leaned back in his chair.
“Am I done?” Scieszka asked, still
worried about her own position. “Please don’t fire me!” She clapped her hands
together desperately holding them. “I’ll listen and pay attention from now on,
I promise! Please I need this job!”
Both Roy and Maes’ eyes widened at
her sudden outburst.
Roy stared at her and folded his
hands on his desktop looking very serious. “Well I guess I can give you another
chance to prove yourself. Do not worry you won’t be terminated…for now. Now
go.” He waved his hand forward.
Scieszka didn’t wait; she hurried
for the door in case he changed his mind.
Maes laughed once the door closed,
“So you’re not going to tell her that it’s not up to you whether she gets fired
or not.”
Roy smirked, “It’s more fun that
way.”
“Speaking of the Ball, are you
bringing a date, Roy?” Maes asked with a smile. “I’m bringing my wife.”
“How wonderful for you,” replied Roy
slightly sarcastic. “I’m going alone.”
Leaning against the side of the
desk, Maes folded his arms over his chest. “Well knowing you, you’ll probably
meet some lady there and steal her away from her date, possibly if Havoc has
one.”
“That and I might leave early.” Roy
twisted his chair around to look towards the window. “Going to fancy dances
have never really been entertaining for me. Attending would be a career move.
It would mostly be a chance to meet other military leaders and perhaps make
some connections that could move me up in rank.”
“The rumors about your transfer,
Roy, are becoming more permanent.” Maes walked over to the sofa and sat down
as Roy twisted back around to face him. “They want you back at the East
Headquarters, and it could be as soon as January.”
Roy put his fingers to his chin,
while propping his elbow up on the armrest of his chair. Why would they move
him, again? It wasn’t just a because of possible promotion, that was how he
got his current rank. He was promoted to Colonel and then transferred out of
Central. There must be some serious trouble afoot. Maybe more came in on that
State Alchemist killer and they want all valuable members of the Military out
of that murderer’s path. That meant sending all State Alchemists far and wide
to the smallest and worthless posts on the face of the planet. “Maes, keep your
eyes and ears open and inform me of anything that could be of help to me, especially
of who I have to flatter or step on to see myself promoted to General.”
Maes smirked deviously, “You know
I will, you don’t even have to ask.” He noticed that Roy was glancing down at
his desktop at an envelope there. He sure had been look at it every chance he
got. The man’s his eyes would just dart down to it again and again, and at
certain times Roy would glare at it. “Something got your underwear in a knot, Roy?”
‘Stupid letter,’ Roy glared
evilly at the envelopes. “I just don’t like reading the expense reports that
keep coming in concerning Fullmetal. This is his.” Roy smacked the paper with
his hand. “That runt makes so much damage. It’s bad enough this department
has to foot the bill for that shrimp’s escapades. A two hundred stay here, a
five hundred here. Also, inside that envelope was another envelope for the
Rockbell girl.” His eyes narrowed. It really wasn’t his own money that went to
the funding of Fullmetal and his brother’s adventuring, it was the letter that
was for Winry that was irritating him. But he did have to make it seem like it
was about the money.
Just what was in that damned
letter to Winry anyway, was it Fullmetal saying he would be back within in the
week, or that he was going to be gone for months? Whatever it said it was
bound to push Winry’s attention on the runt to the forefront again! He moved
his gaze to his tea which was now room temperature, his eyes shifted back to
the letter and then to the tea and then back to the letter.
“You seem to be rather
preoccupied, Roy, so I’m gonna go. See ya later.” Maes stood and headed for
the door, leaving the office.
Roy knew he was behaving
inappropriately, but he just had to know what was in that letter! Rushing in
putting on his pyrotex glove with his familiar alchemic circles, he held the
tea cup up by the handle so he wouldn’t burn his hand. Snapping his fingers
beneath the cup where he had built a little mound of paper, the sparks from his
glove jumped to the small paper mound, lighting it aflame. He held the cup
over the dancing flames while watching the liquid in the porcelain cup until it
heated to a rapid boil creating quite a lot of hot steam.
With his other hand he held
Winry’s letter over the cup, moving it back and forth in the cloud of steam until
the glue of the envelope loosened. He sat the cup down on the desk, finding
that there was hardly any liquid in the cup at all anymore. The burning paper
mound soon fizzled out.
Flipping the loose flap up, he
slid the letter out of its confinement. ‘She would tell me what it said
anyway, I’m saving her a step.’ He said to himself trying to ease away the
tiny bit of guilt that bubbled in his belly at his invasion of her privacy like
this.
Opening the letter, he began to
read it.
Winry,
Well we’re still on the move; I
think we’ll be hitting the city of Lior soon. I know
Colonel-I’ve-got-my-head-so-far-up-my-own-ass hinted at trying that city, but I
thought to look in other places first. But since we’re on the path to it now,
why not check it out, right? It’s somewhere in the desert. I hate sand, so
does Al since he seems to get stuck in it a lot of the time. It’s such a damn
pain having to dig him out, I hope he appreciates what I go through for him.
Do you know what really bothers
me? People automatically assume that Al is the Fullmetal Alchemist. All they
do when they learn it’s me is call me some outlandish name, ragging on my
size. Oh well, I’m not in this for the fame. I’m trying to restore mine and
Al’s bodies, that’s the only thing that’s important.
The reason for my letter is, I
might need a little maintenance soon. Some of the metal is looking a
little…well don’t get mad, you’ll see what I mean when I get to you. So I’ll
probably be heading to Central in a month or two.
Ed and Al.
Roy glared at the letter; he’ll
have to think of more insults for the kid. Some really good zingers for the
next time he saw him. Folding the letter back up, he put it back in the
envelope. Hearing some noise outside his office door, this was only irritating
him further. Roy roughly lifted to his feet and marched right to the door and
wrenched it open ready to let the whole office have it!
What he saw when he stepped out a
little behind Maes and Hawkeye who were looking up at Winry who was standing on
desk embellishing something. She had a group of soldiers around her listening
to her.
Winry lifted her arm up, “And I
had scared him so bad, he wet himself!” She spun around.
Fuery laughed, “Oh I can’t wait to
tell him that I know what his worst fear is.”
Her eyes widened and Winry
crouched down on her haunches, “You can’t tell Ed I said any of this.” She
poked Fuery in the nose. “Of course if you do, you have to tell me the look on
his face.” She laughed, hard.
“Come on, Winry. Tell us something
else.” Havoc asked her, “You told us all the embarrassing stuff, like how he
slept with a nightlight until he was ten, or that he hates milk so much that he
threw up in your grandmother’s shoes when you forced him to drink it.”
Winry snickered, “Yep, I chased
him down, sat on his chest and poured it down his throat. He jumped all over
the place until he made for an open closet, and out it came all over grandma’s
boots. That could explain why he’s small, he should have kept it down.”
The whole office floor broke into
laughter.
They missed Roy’s right hand
tightened into a fist down at his side; of course both Maes and Hawkeye didn’t
really see him there either.
Winry sighed, with a light smile
on her face. “When my parents died, Edward and Alphonse were there with me as
much as they could be, until they went off to study Alchemy. They really are
the best friends anyone could ever ask for. Ed is so loyal and sure he’s a
little rough and he has a temper, but he means well. He wants to do the right thing
and I have to admit, I admire him a lot for what he is doing. Even if he does
leave me behind. I know he will come back, he promises to come back. He has
never broken that promise.” She glanced at the floor. “And I will continue to
wait for him.”
“Sounds like she really adores
Edward,” Maes said to Riza who nodded.
“That seems so. There is
definitely a lot of affection when she speaks about him.” Riza wondered if
maybe she had been wrong. It sure seemed that Winry was head over heels in
love with Edward Elric. There would be no cause for the young girl to even
attempt what Riza had thought concerning the Colonel.
Roy tightened his fist, his
fingernails digging into the soft skin of his palm. “Is this a circus or a
military office?” He said so dark that it caused several people to gasp in
shock. Both Maes and Hawkeye spun around to face Roy who looked like he was
ready to murder someone. “All of you get back to your duties, or do I have to
start issuing punishment?” The whole office was immersed in the clatter of
rapid feet and hurried conversation as everyone went about their duties.
Lifting cold eyes up to Winry’s form standing up there on the desk, he saw her
blink. “Get down from there, we have business to discuss.” He turned and headed
back into his office.
Winry wondered what he sounded so
bitter about. She bent down and jumped off the desk to land with a loud ‘thud’.
The sound of her shoes clicking against the floor as she headed into the
office. Once she passed him, Roy closed the door. “Is something wrong?” She
asked him.
He didn’t say anything as he
walked to his desk. “This is yours, it came for you.” Roy roughly grabbed the
letter off the desk and tossed it at her like a Frisbee. He hadn’t even
bothered trying to reseal it. He had been distracted.
Catching it in the air with a
tight hand she turned it over and read who it was from. “It’s from Ed.” She
said in a happy tone and could have sworn Roy just growled. Winry rolled her
eyes, ‘Someone sure woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.’
She turned it over again to open it, when she noticed…it already was. “Hey,
it’s not sealed.”
Roy smirked and sat on the edge of
his desk, “Imagine that. I wonder what could have happened to it? Why would it
be not sealed?”
Her jaw dropped as she lifted her
head, “You…you opened it?” She could tell by the sound of his sarcastic voice
that he did indeed. “You read my letter? You…you jerk! This is none of your
business how dare you read something that was addressed to me. I wonder if
that’s even legal.”
“I can make anything legal.” Roy
stated coldly. “If I chose to read something, it could be the fact that it
might contain false information or something that could damage the government.
If I suspect foul means, I have every right to read every piece of mail that
passes through this institution.”
“Institution is right, you nut!”
Winry couldn’t believe it! He had no right to do this! “You know Ed isn’t
involved in anything shady, you’re a liar. You read it because it was to me
and you wanted to know what he said. That’s all there is to it.” She opened
the letter and pulled it out, unfolding it she gave it a read. “That damn Ed!
What the hell has he been doing to his Automail? I’ll kill him!”
“Oh, please do.” was Roy’s snide
remark.
Winry gasped, her head snapping
up. “You seriously don’t mean that. I know you care about what happens to
Edward, you won’t make me believe otherwise.”
Roy looked away from her. “What
do you care about it, it shouldn’t matter to you at all how I view him.”
“Are you angry at him for some
reason, has he done something to you?” Winry took one step towards Roy and he
looked over at her.
Laughing sarcastic and cold, Roy
shook his head while getting to his feet. “You seriously don’t get it. I
often forget how young you really are. It’s ridiculous how someone with your
body shape can be so childlike.”
Winry felt her heart twist
tightly, “You’re an ass. I don’t have to stand here and listen to this, I’m
going home.” She turned around to leave the office, her hand gripping the
knob.
“How do you feel about Full—Edward
Elric?” Roy asked, his voice wasn’t as confident as it usually sounded.
With her hand on the brass knob,
Winry did not turn it. She just stared at the door. “How do I feel about him?
Why should it matter to you how I feel about him?” She threw his words back in
his face so to speak.
“It does matter to me, a great
deal in fact.” Roy stood up and walked closer to her.
Winry slowly turned around, seeing
him standing a few inches from her. “Is that what has you all angry and bitter,
my feelings for Edward? He’s my friend; we were babies growing up together.
He was my friend long before I even knew you existed.”
He glared hard at the floor,
“Nearly everything that comes out of your mouth deals with what Alphonse or
Edward would think? You even compare me to him at times and quite frankly, I
don’t appreciate it. For you to even think of me in anything less than severe
hate, it took…it was practically an impossible task. That brat, oh sometimes I
wish I never witnessed that amazing talent of his. If I hadn’t of done that, I
wouldn’t have recruited him to serve my needs. That wouldn’t have brought you,
someone whose parents I murdered into my life. Everything would have remained
quiet. Instead, Edward Elric and Alphonse had tried forbidden Alchemy and live
to tell the tale, I follow my gut…and now you are standing there. I don’t
even know what I’m doing anymore!”
Winry made a noise of frustration,
“You act as if this is my fault. Well it’s not! I’m not to blame here!” She
stared downward, clutching her letter in her hand. Was this it? Why was he so
mad at her? It didn’t make sense. Was he looking for some way to bow out of
this arrangement? Well if that was the case, she would give it to him.
“Maybe… maybe this is gone on long enough.” It was difficult but she kept the
tears that threatened her eyes at bay. “Seriously now, the age factor for one
is too large. I’ll always be friends with Ed and Al, and that will never, ever
change. There are other things why this shouldn’t continue.” She smiled but
it was not of warmth. “Go on, Mustang, enjoy being with someone your own age
that can help you in the connections you need to move you up higher in rank. It’s
what you truly want.” Winry faced the door and gripped the handle and pulled
it open.
Lifting his hand, Roy slammed the
door shut again. “They…they leave you behind, in the time that I have known you
I never have. Why put those two so far above everyone else? They are not even
here, but I am. I am here with you, but all you worry about is the Elrics.”
Was he always to be second to the Elric brothers?
She spun around, “That is not
true! I worry about you! I worry what you’re going to get yourself into, what
the hell is so secretive that it’s considered treason and that you could damn
well die because of it!” Winry smacked him hard in the chest with her closed
fist and he stepped back as she took a step forward, her eyes full of
frustrated angry tears. “I’m not always worrying about just Ed and Al! You’re
so stupid! I can’t talk or write to them about you! I keep all that to
myself! There’s no one I can talk to about my worries concerning your arrogant
ass and how sometimes I wake up in the middle of night to see if you’re still
beside me because I had a nightmare of you losing your head, or getting
executed military sty—Gah! you damn ass, jerk…idiot!”
Winry swung at him again, but Roy
caught her hand before it made contact with his person and pulled her into him,
wrapping his arms so tight around her where he buried his face into her neck.
“Let go of me, I’m not done
yelling at you yet!” Winry threatened and she wiggled, but Roy only tightened
his hold.
He said into her ear, “You have
such fond memories with them. All you have had with me is pain and suffering.
I saw you out there speaking so greatly about them, and you looked so happy.” Roy
dropped his arms from around her and headed towards the window, where he stared
out.
Winry turned away, what should it
matter to her if Roy was upset. It shouldn’t, this wasn’t supposed to be like
this. It was just supposed to be physical. She touched the door knob her hand
gloving around it intending on leaving. Only her conscious wouldn’t let her.
Sighing and closing her eyes, she dropped her hand from the door and turned
towards him, she didn’t want Roy to be upset or angry of the fact of her strong
friendship with Edward and Alphonse.
As silent as possible she
approached his back, staring at him. He stood rigid and with his arms down at
his sides. Winry lowered her eyes to the floor and took one step forward.
Slipping her arms around his waist she pressed herself into his back, fitting
up against him. “Don’t be…yes, I’m good friends with Ed and Al and I didn’t
realize it bothered you so much when I talk about them.” She squeezed him
tightly, laying her cheek against him. “So, I won’t talk about them anymore in
front of you.”
Roy glanced down at her slender
arms looped around his middle. He enjoyed her, her arms, the feel of her
pressed against him. It calmed him and it also felt really good. Lifting his
hands he gently cupped hers. “I know I already asked you, but what do you
really feel for Edward or even Alphonse. Do you…do you love him, them?”
Blue eyes opened wide, “Well of
course I do.” She felt him stiffen, “they are practically family. There are
times I want to protect them and there are times I want to knock them upside
the head with my wrench that was actually bought for me by Edward.”
“They’re family to you.” Roy
immediately relaxed, so maybe Winry didn’t feel anything passionate for Edward
Elric.
Winry smiled lightly, “Yeah. Ed
and Al they are special to me though.”
Really wanting to ask Winry what
she felt for himself, but Roy wouldn’t. This really had not been part of the
arrangement. He had not wanted to get attached to her like this. He cared
about Winry, so very much. “You should tell them about me, about your
involvement with me.”
“I…I can’t do that. I won’t do
that.” Winry tried to release him and take a step back, but his hands on hers
held her tighter. Roy turned around. “I don’t think it would be a good idea
to tell them about this, they or at least Edward wouldn’t understand it. I
can’t say any of this to them at least…not yet.” She said and again tried to
pull her hands from his.
“So you will, you will eventually
tell them.” Roy couldn’t help it, a small grin lifted at the corner of his
mouth. “It’s probably a good idea to say something especially if you’re going
with me to the East Headquarters.”
Winry shook her head wildly and in
complete shock, “I haven’t decided that yet, and you said—”
“It’s going to happen. I got the
information about it just today. It will happen around January.” Roy lifted
his hand into her hair. “So you should write them, or I will.” He dropped his
hands from her person and headed to his desk. “What should the letter say?
Should I start it out… Fullmetal, don’t worry about Miss Rockbell. She’s with
me and I’ll take really, really good care of her at the East Headquarters that
she wont ever want to leave my bed, or side? Which do you prefer?” He looked
back at her, waiting for her input as he had grabbed a piece of paper and a
pencil.
“No!” She raced to him and grabbed
his arm, pulling it back. “You can’t say anything like that. Don’t send him
any letter at all. Please!”
Roy stared at her, trying to mask
the small burst of hurt, “Does it really worry you that much what he would
think?”
“In some ways yes, I know you
don’t see why but I don’t want to distract him.” She rested against the desk.
“His not too fond of you and if he knows that you are playing around with
me…well he won’t take too kindly to it. Edward needs to concentrate on what he
is doing. If you tell him anything, I know how he will react. He needs to
focus on himself and Al. Not on me and not on you.”
“And that’s the only reason?” Roy’s
eyes narrowed in suspicion.
She nodded, “Yes.”
Sitting down in his chair, Roy
twisted it towards her. “Winry, I am completely serious about you going with
me to the East Headquarters. I can’t force you to go, but I know I would
really like it if you did and it would be because you wanted to.” He kept his
dark eyes firmly on her blue. “You need to consider it. Push all thoughts
except the ones for yourself from your mind.”
“It’s not something that I can
just decide on without giving it serious thought. There’s my grandmother to
consider. I know I’m going to want to study more; I still have a lot to learn
about Automail. My grandmother is not done teaching me the ropes of the
business. Then there’s Rush Valley, I want to go there and perhaps apprentice
somewhere where the best Automail mechanics reside. You can get top quality
tutelage there.” Winry folded her hands against her belly. “There’s a lot to
consider, but I will give the decision honest thought.”
“I suppose I can accept that
answer.” Roy scooted his chair forward, closer to her where he rested his hands
on her thighs, looking up at her. “I know you’ll decide what is best for
yourself.” He laid his cheek on her thighs and closed his eyes. The warmth of
her skin, the scent of her filled his senses with complete tranquility.
Feeling her fingers touch the side of his face and then move into his hair, Roy
wrapped his arms around her middle, cuddling into her. He had behaved terribly
with her today, acting like a jealous fool over that pint sized alchemist.
There was no reason to be. If she wanted, Winry could leave right now and go
to meet Edward in Lior. Either the thought hadn’t crossed her mind, or she
didn’t want to, which was all the better for him.
It was time to stop dwelling on
that nonsense and focus on the soft, ripe body before him.
Roy sat up, finding that Winry was
looking at him curiously. Slowly, he slid his hands around her waist and
tugged her forward. She didn’t seem to refuse the movement for she moved with
him and he settled her down in his lap, her legs going on either side of him.
Winry was still staring at him, not moving her eyes from his. She lowered her
forehead to his and finally let her eyes slip closed.
“Roy, you really weren’t jealous
of Ed were you?” She heard him grunt and she opened her eyes. “I didn’t want
you to feel that way, I’m sorry.”
He let out a rough breath, “I
didn’t want to be, it just ended up that way.” Roy’s hand slid around back and
he cupped her backside beneath her green dress, squeezing gently. “You could
have dropped everything and rushed to his side, since you know where he’s going
to be.”
Winry leaned closer to him, “You
want to know something. I really would have, before…before I had gotten to
know you this way.” Her cheeks were heating. “Right now and I don’t really
understand my own head at times; I just would rather be here,” She smiled
lightly, “With you.”
One of his hands cupped the back
of her neck and he pulled it down where he kissed her. That was a really
wonderful answer.
“So, am I still so childlike?” She
said against his lips and he laughed.
“I shouldn’t have said that, it
was nasty of me.” He swept the blonde hair off her shoulder and trailed his
fingers down over her collarbone, to the buttons on her green dress and started
unfastening them. “I’ll have to be quick, since you’ve been in here for
awhile.”
“Well can’t you just wait till
later?” Winry asked, seeing his brow arch as if what she said was completely
ridiculous. “Sorry I asked.”
He nudged his aching hardness up
in between her thighs and she moaned softly, “I’m hard now. I don’t think it
would do much good for me to walk around in this condition.”
“You could just…” She trailed off,
seeing that there was no talking him out of this. Once he had his mind set on
being inside her, he never gave up until he got his way. Winry felt his breath
on chest, then his tongue and lips, making a hot wet trail down her breast, as
he moved her bra material to the side. She threw her head back when he drew
her nipple into his mouth, making her mewl softly. Her flesh heated under the
exquisite touches of his tongue, his lips, so wet and so hot.
His hand had drifted down between
their bodies as he fiddled with the zipper in his pants. Roy groaned when she
felt her hand wrap around his hardness pulling him from the confines of his
pants, he nibbled and suckled more on the peak of her breast. Winry had
grabbed the crotch of her panties and moved them out of the way. She lifted
herself up as she in a rush, positioned herself over his erection and sunk down
on him causing them both to moan out, almost too loudly. They could both hear
their voices echoing in the room. Roy’s head rested back, out of complete and
utter sensation of being enveloped in her hot velvet.
Winry was breathing hard as she
lowered her forehead to his shoulder, ah he felt so good buried in between her
thighs that she had to take in deep ragged breaths. Her hands flattened
against his chest and she shifted her hips, making herself gasp as well as him
beneath her.
“We have to be quiet.” Roy said
quietly on a pant and lifted his head, his hands framed her waist.
“Quick and quiet, got it.” Winry
swallowed a hard breath of air and shifted her hips again, pulling a moan from Roy.
“As long as later, we’re not quick or quiet.” She grinned pressing her nose
against his, and sliding her arms around his neck and looping them there.
Roy thrust up into her as he held
her waist tight and plunged her down onto him, “I think I can comply with your
request.” He kissed her hard and deep, moving in rhythm with her beautiful,
luscious body. The quiet, soft sounds she made for him urged him on. He
really didn’t want to rush anything with her, but time did grow short for being
here in the office…
Walking towards the Colonel’s
office door, Riza held a folder of papers beneath her arm. She lifted her hand
for to knock—
“—Lieutenant Hawkeye!” Scieszka
shouted from across the floor, it had the blonde woman stiffen. “I need your
help with something.” She rushed to the trigger happy woman’s side.
Riza turned slowly around, “Is it
of importance?”
Scieszka swallowed and nodded,
“Oh, yes, very important! You must come with me right away!” She grabbed
Lieutenant Hawkeye by the arm and started dragging her away. “I don’t know who
else to talk to about this certain section of the library.” Looking over her
shoulder at the Colonel’s door, she had seen him and Winry go in there but it
had been quite some time since Winry had come out. She had to protect her
friend! ‘I hope you know what you’re doing, Winry.’ She continued to
pull the Lieutenant away and towards the door of the office floor.
======
Well that’s it for this episode/chapter. The story is
coming to a close. There are about three maybe four episode/chapters to go
depending on how a certain incident goes, (what happens could possibly fit two episodes)
until this is over. But have no worries or fear faithful readers. There will
be a sequel. I don’t really consider it a sequel, it’s more of a
continuation. I have done this story in way that its what happens right at the
start of the series.
You all know where Ed and Al are fifteen, the very first
episode—Consider this piece of fiction right before any of that happens. I
know I had Scieszka and Hughes knowing Winry ahead of time. Winry met Hughes
in the episode before the one where he gets the ax ‘sniffle’. I like to think
they could be friends and met a little bit before that. So I just changed that
a little, I hope it didn’t bother anyone too much. Same with the Scieszka
meeting, she didn’t meet her until when the series was coming to an end. Also
the knowledge that Winry had of Roy killing her parents didn’t really happen
till near the end of the series either. So I changed that a little and you
will see who I had inform her of the one who killed her parents in the sequel!
I sure hope I didn’t confuse anyone, I have a tendency to do
that haha.
I hope you all stick around to see the sequel!
Thanks for reading
Ryoko Blue
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