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A/N: Well I loved the response this
story got! I was so thrilled! I received one fabulous review by thebigW that brought up a great point and struck me as so
intelligent, that I had to go back and alter Ed and Winry�s
post-session reactions. SO: this does not change the lemon nor anything before
the lemon so if you want to skip it, you can. It just adds more depth
(hopefully) and essentially more necessary fluff.

I really like the way it actually
ties up where they are now which I neglected originally.

About a full lemon sequel between Roy/Riza- I'm not doing one in connection to this story but I am thinking of doing a one shot of those two with a seperate plotline. Thanks for asking/suggesting it!

This revision is dedicated to thebigW for that insightful review! Thanks so much!!

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CHAPTER THREE:

�Can someone explain to me what
happened here?� grumbled Ed as Winry tinkered with
his automail.

�We can�t do anything with a busted
arm,� Winry explained again.

Edward heaved a heartfelt sigh. One minute we were on our way to having
sex in the officer�s mess and the next she�s goes all concerned mechanic on me,
he thought in disgust. I could do with a
little less concern and more sex, thank you very much.

�Stop complaining,� Winry ordered. �This is why I came, remember?�

But
I was so close! he wailed mentally. So damn close to mutual nudity!

�I can hear those thoughts you�re thinking,� Winry
calmly stated, ignoring Ed�s sputtered denials. �I can see them and they are
sad and pathetic thoughts, Edward Elric.�

�You are not telepathic!� spat out the
alchemist furiously.

�No but when you start staring at
my breasts and shifting, I can pretty much figure out the contents of your
head,� Winry countered with a smirk as she adjusted a
spring loaded valve. �And they say you�re a genius.�

�I am a genius,� Edward said carelessly. �I
just also happen to be a seventeen year old virgin. My priorities are lying a
lot farther below my brain.�

�Gross,� Winry
said with a roll of her eyes. �Crude and gross.�

�I�ve been living with the military
since I was twelve. What do you expect?�

�You also lived with Al. Does he
know you�re a foul mouthed pervert?� Winry asked
tartly.

�Nah,� Ed drawled teasingly. �You
bring out the best in me.�

Her bright blue eyes showcased her
reluctant amusement. �Shut up,� she said with a smile. �I have work to do.�

Ed nodded his head and relaxed his
body. He knew that the longer the automail stayed
off, the more painful it would be to reconfigure and restart. Besides, it would
be over soon and then�Edward chuckled to himself.

Winry
shook her head as she reworked some of the wires in his joint, not willing to
interrupt herself simply to make her childhood friend uncomfortable. �Of all
the joints, you have to go and break the elbow,� she grumbled as she rotated a
screw, reattaching a small metal hinge. �One of the damn most difficult parts
of an automail arm and you rip yours to shreds.�

�I don�t do it on purpose.�

�Of course not silly,� Winry replied with a snort and toss of long blonde hair.
�You�re not stupid, just really short.�

�Hey!� Ed snapped, glaring at her
furiously. �I did nothing to deserve that!�

The mechanic grinned and stuck out her tongue, flipping her hair onto her back
as it fell into her eyes. �Who says I need a reason to tease you?�

�One day Winry�,�
Ed threatened uselessly.

�Whatever, tell it to someone who
gets intimidated by short people.�

�God damn it, stop saying I�m short!!!�

�All right, fine. Besides, I�m sure
you�ve grown�since birth.�

�WINRY!!!�

Laughing helplessly, she shut up but once
again had to retie her hair. �I should just cut it already,� she mumbled.

�Don�t,� Edward commanded. �I like
it.�

Winry sat
up, her feminist nature taking all her attention. �You like it?? Since when
have I done anything simply because you
like it? Why should I care what a sexist chauvinist like you thinks
or cares?? Just on your say so I should disregard all my own opinions and do
everything you say?� she questioned furiously. �I think not! I get all this
garbage from the men in the village! Go to hell, you-�

�I want you to because I think you
look sexy with long hair,� Edward interrupted without forethought.

Winry�s
blue eyes widened as her mouth dropped open, silent and stunned.

Why
the fuck did I say that!?! Ed asked
himself in horror. My mind was yelling at
me to shut up but my mouth kept going! Winry is going
to castrate me and use my balls for, for�shit, I don�t even know but it�s going
to be painful!! �I swear, you go off the handle faster then any other human
being I know. Well, except me,� he said hastily, trying to cover himself.

Winry sat
back in shock, her mind blank except for one thing. �You�you think my hair is
sexy?� No one thinks I�m�sexy. Pretty, yeah but not�sexy, Winry thought in astonishment.

Edward shook his head nervously. �I
wish I hadn�t said that.�

The mechanic looked down miserably.
�It�s alright. I know you were just being polite�well, no. You�re not a polite
person but nice. You were being nice,� she concluded softly.

Blushing a bit, Ed shook his head.
�First of all, I�m polite when I feel like it and secondly, that wasn�t being
nice or polite. Winry, I first got my automail when I was on the verge of puberty. By the time I
came back for my first checkup, the very thought of you in those damn tube tops
got to me so bad, I could barely formulate a thought.�

�Oh.� Winry
blinked, unable to wrap her mind around the information.

�Yeah.
Oh,� Ed teased. Oh thank God, he
thought in total relief. She didn�t kill
me. She even looks a little�happy?

Winry
settled back to continue with her work on the arm but had barely picked up her
screwdriver before she dropped it down and asked again, �You think my hair is
sexy?�

Ed nodded, his relief making his
tongue loose. �It�s all blonde and long and pretty and very shiny. It sometimes
covers your face a bit and gives you this mysterious look. Plus, it helps that
it ends by your butt. Draws all my attention there and that�s a nice place to
be looking.�

�Edward!� Winry gasped, both affronted and
delighted.

�It�s true!� he defended, noticing
a delighted pink flush stealing its way over Winry�s
nose. He leaned forward. �Please don�t cut your hair. It�s beautiful.�

�Beautiful?� Winry
squeaked. For all her life, Winry had been the
tomboy, one of the guys and generally dismissed as a girl unless it was to
downplay her brains or talent. No one, especially a cute boy, had ever noticed
she had a butt, let alone admired it. Feeling breathless and more happily
embarrassed then she could ever remember being, Winry
determinedly bent down to work.

He
thinks I�m beautiful, her mind babbled.
He thinks I�m beautiful. Edward Elric thinks that I
am beautiful.

�Yes, beautiful,� Ed replied, his
eyes softening as he saw the happiness his simple and plain words had brought
the girl he liked and admired so much. The realization that his common
compliment had so thrilled her made him slightly ashamed. I should have complimented her before now, he thought. Not about her looks but about anything
besides automail. I�m a complete idiot.

Winry
shifted, uncomfortable with so much praise about something she thought of as
nothing special. �It�s just hair�,� she mumbled.

�Just hair?�
Ed asked in mock consternation as Winry started her
work again. �I�ll have you know that many men find long hair extremely�um�.,�
Ed trailed off. Good going Ed, his
mind drawled mockingly. He did not think Winry was
ready to listen to his fantasies or hear him use suggestive words.

�Erotic?� she asked into the
silence.

�Um� yeah.�
Well, so much for protecting her from myself, Ed thought with a self directed snort.

He
thinks I�m erotic?!? Winry was going to either
faint or die of excitement. Well, not me,
my hair but still...!

A charged silence fell between the
two as each realized that Edward had just reintroduced their sexual attraction
into what had been a relaxed time.

Determined now to
concentrate, Winry worked with renewed fervor on the
broken automail.

Let�s
see, I need to remove�did he really say I�m sexy and erotic? What do you say to
someone who s- no! Uh, what was I working on? Um�his arm! I need to get rid of
the� the valve spring! The valve spring is taken off with�.wait a minute. Do I even
have my compressor on me? Winry rummaged through
her tool box, randomly dumping nuts and bolts out as they littered the metal
box bottom like a layer of sand. Moving aside several screwdrivers and
ratchets, she finally sat up, triumphantly holding aloft her valve spring
compressor. Turning to Ed in victory, he stared at her in puzzled apathy.

�I take it I�m supposed to be
excited?� he asked drolly.

Glaring, Winry
applied the compressor and removed the troubling springs that were holding down
the end cap of his head gasket. �Well unless you want your oil leaking like a
god damn faucet, yes the fact that I actually had on me this particular tool is
a reason to celebrate.� Looking down at the damage to Ed�s arm, Winry scowled. �Do you know how hard it is to fix automail once the fuel is leaking into the carburetor? You
prime the damn thing automatically and, all of a sudden, fuel is just flying
everywhere! I swear Edward, you could break a plastic
straw��

�And you could fix it,� Ed replied
gallantly.

One dark stare was all it took to
convince Edward that perhaps talking was not the wisest thing to do. Leaning
back on his good arm, the broken alchemist stared down at the girl who was
uncaringly leaning over his thighs to reach his metal elbow joint.

With her nose scrunched up in
concentration and her eyes intent on her work, Ed felt a surge of lust. Perhaps
it was the way her breasts strained against her tee shirt or the fact that she
had forgotten what she shouldn�t do and was once again resting her upper body
against his. Whatever the reason, Ed could feel himself laboring for breath as
he tried to control himself.

Come
on, think of something else! he ordered himself. You are a trained scientist, do something
scientific with your mind! Trying to clear his thoughts of long pale legs
and pert breasts, Ed concentrated on a recent experiment he had read about in a
journal. As his well organized mind fell into its usual routine of dissection
and comparison of facts and hypotheses, Winry hummed
quietly. For a while, that was all there was in that little room.

Relaxed and feeling more comfortable then he
did around anyone except Al, Ed looked down at Winry with a fond smile. �I�m glad you�re here,� he said
softly. �It�s nice.�

Winry
raised her head and graced Ed with a match to his expression. �Me too,� she
replied, putting aside her tools.

�All done?�
Ed asked in surprise. It had gone much quicker then he had expected. �You
didn�t do a rough shod job again?� he said, only half joking.

Huffing from the insult, Winry turned her head away. �No!� she snapped. �Um�,�
Wilting suddenly, she glanced back at him but turned away quickly. �The, um,
damage wasn�t as bad as I had expected.�

Ed stared. �What did you just say?�

�I said the god damn damage you did
to my automail wasn�t as severe as I thought it was!�
Winry snapped.

Ed grinned in delight. �You were
wrong! Admit it! The great automail mechanic prot�g�
was wrong!�

Winry
scowled. �Oh, ring the church bells, you bean boy! I�m-�

�Bean boy?!?�

�Edward, concentrate. I�m human and
I can make mistakes. See? I can admit it, unlike some people I know,� she said
with emphasis.

�I don�t know who you could be
referring to,� Ed replied archly.

�Fine,� Winry
replied tartly. �Denial will make your eventual downfall from your self-made
pedestal all the more satisfying.�

�Dream on,� Ed snorted.

Winry
smiled reluctantly. �Well, we don�t have time for this now. We have to reattach
the arm.�

Ed grimaced. The most painful part
of the entire process was the abrupt reconnection of all his nerve endings to
their proper conduits in the automail. It was, he
imagined, a cross between being electrocuted and stabbed in the privates all at
the same time while getting your skin flayed off by hot iron combs.

�I need you to move,� Winry commanded as she readied herself for the last part of
the adjustment.

Ed jumped off the table he had been
sitting on, not wanting to collapse in the middle of the officer recreational
hall. Holding his metal arm in his human one, he sat down on a couch and took a
deep breath.

�On the count of
three,� Winry warned, �One�two�.three!� With a
strong pull, she shoved the lever connected to Ed�s shoulder joint downward.
With a surge of electricity, Ed�s automail was
finally fixed but the pain was just beginning.

All his muscles cramped immediately
into painful knots and his left arm throbbed as every human nerve ending
reconnected with its artificial match. As the nerves bonded, potent stabs of
agony would reverberate throughout his body and Ed�s eyesight went dim. Jerking
and biting back a moan, he panted from the effort to not scream. Tears seemed
imminent but the stoic alchemist fought them back, leaving himself no energy to
remain upright. Winry helped his collapse, gently
lowering him against the cushions until she was sure he was secure. Wasting no
time on asking if he was alright, the mechanic leapt up and fetched him a glass
of orange juice.

�Come on and drink up all the
healthy juice,� she urged softly, smoothing back strands of hair clinging to
his face.

Gasping miserably, Ed could not
even shake his head or open his mouth. The thought of purposefully operating
his body seemed the highest level of stupidity and Ed merely closed his eyes.
Drifting as the pain ebbed and flowed, grew and shrank, the Full Metal did not
notice that the comfortable couch cushions had been replaced by the soft upper
thighs of his mechanic.

�Go to sleep,� Winry
commanded softly, her fingers still moving through his hair. �Shush and sleep��

His body too drained from the agony
inflicted on it yet again, Edward had no choice but to comply with the bossy
girl.

Winry
leaned her head against the sofa pillows, her recent lack of sleep catching up
with her. After getting the call from Ed, she had left on the earliest train
from Rizenpool. Unable to sleep on trains, the
restless past two nights were forcing yawns from her mouth. Slowly and
unintentionally, she drifted off.

***********************

Like always,
Edward Elric transitioned from deeply asleep to wide
awake in seconds. The important question was, what
had woken him? Not shifting from his sleeping position, he assessed the room
with all his senses except his eyes. The usually sharp and aesthetic smells of
the military compound were different, sweeter then usual. There was a slight
sensation of someone else�s breath on his chest but nothing could be considered
wrong. His gut feeling was at peace and, relying on his instincts to not lead
him into danger, Ed opened his eyes slowly.

�Well that certainly took you long
enough,� Winry said wryly and with no small amount of
amusement. �Does it always take you that long to open your eyes?�

Ed said nothing, his golden eyes
wide in shock, feeling his lower half begin to rise. She doesn�t know what she looks like, he tried to tell himself. Winry would
never�position herself like that.

Winry�s
shirt bottom was hiked up, her smooth stomach visible and one of the sleeves of
her tee shirt had fallen down, leaving a generous amount of the top of one
breast exposed. Yet it was her legs that had Ed salivating. Her knees were
raised up and bent, causing her legs to spread a little apart. He could just
barely make out the shadow at the apex of her thighs from his semi-reclined
position. Twisting her torso toward Ed, Winry rested
the side of her head against Ed�s still nude chest and sighed again.

I
won�t say anything. I will not do anything, Ed commanded himself desperately.
She doesn�t realize that her whole body
is on display.

Winry
cocked her head to the side and smiled. �Ed, you okay? You look flushed.�

Incredulous, Edward stared into her
guileless blue eyes. �Are you teasing me again?� he asked finally.

�What? No!� Winry
said, offended. �I was wondering if you were still hurting from the repair but
now-! I don�t even care if you are in pain, you jerk!�

Edward leaned forward as Winry attempted to storm from the couch and grabbed her
arm. �Calm down!�

�Ed, get off me before I slap you,�
seethed Winry as Ed resettled into her former
position.

�Calm down,� he soothed. �I was
just making sure and you can�t be mad at me for being careful,� he added with a
small smile.

Winry
turned away and sniffed.

Feeling all of Winry
pressed up against him, Ed swallowed. The pain from his repair was mostly gone
and now that he was fixed�

�Were you serious before?� he asked
quietly, his mouth drying up and his palms beginning to sweat.

�No,� sighed Winry
with a shrug.

�What?� Ed sat up quickly. �You
seemed pretty damn serious!� Ed ran a hand through soft, golden hair and sighed
in exasperation.

Winry
faced him with a puzzled expression. �What the hell are you so worked up over?�

�Whatever. You changed your mind.
Girls can do that,� Ed explained through pursed lips.

�What?� Shaking her head, Winry said cautiously, �Edward, I wasn�t serious about
being pissed over the teasing comment. I didn�t realize it would upset you so
much. I guess I sometimes don�t think before I talk,� Winry
said softly, laying a hand on his human arm.

That
makes two of us. Ed coughed and nodded his head. �Yes, well, now you know.�
I am a moron, he wondered
despairingly to himself as a blush crept its way across his cheeks.

Staring at the boy next to her, Winry slowly raised her eyebrows. Wait a minute, her quick mind whirled as the last few moments
replayed.

�We were talking about two
different things, weren�t we?� She finally asked.

�Yep.�

Picking up a pillow, Winry slammed it into Ed�s face. �Pervert,� she mumbled,
shoving him lightly.

Retaliating quickly, the alchemist
pushed her back and, in a flash of inspiration, continued to propel her until
he rested lightly on top of her prone form.

It felt sinfully wonderful to feel Winry�s soft dips and curves touching the hard planes of
his body.

Blue eyes widened dramatically as
gold eyes darkened to amber.

�Winry��
he asked huskily, impatiently shifting above her.

�Ed, we need to take this slow,� the girl cautioned softly as her hands moved
on his shoulders. �Take it as it comes, you know?�

Ed nodded slowly, his head lowering
inch by agonizingly slow inch. �You want to stop, just say the word,� he
promised huskily.

Winry�s
eyes fluttered closed as Ed�s lips touched hers softly.

Moving as gently as he could, Ed
coaxed Winry�s lips into answering his movements.
Unsure as she was, the mechanic moved her mouth under his and the sensation of
his warm lips against hers was shockingly pleasant. Happily enjoying this
adventure, Winry responded to Ed�s tentative kiss with
all the enthusiasm she could. For a time, the two enjoyed the innocent
intimacy, Ed bracing himself on his elbows while Winry
cautiously placed her hands around his neck.

Shifting his head to gain deeper
access, Ed�s tongue touched Winry�s closed mouth, an
unsubtle hint of what he wanted. The stubborn girl refused. Licking at the
closed seam of her mouth, Ed pressed harder against her but Winry�s
lips refused to part, participating but wary. Pulling away from her, Ed almost
smiled when he saw that Winry�s mouth followed his
departed lips.

When he was too far away to touch, Winry opened her eyes with a sigh. �Why�d you stop?� she
said breathily.

�You wanted to stop,� Ed replied,
feeling his lungs expand and contract as he took in a gulp of air.

�No, I didn�t.�

�Yes you did.�

�No I didn�t.�

�Yes you did.�

Winry
scowled. �When did I say that?�

�You don�t want to do tongue,�
Edward replied bluntly. �That means you want to stop.�

Blushing at his honest words, Winry shifted. �Oh.�

Ed moved off her reluctantly.
Sitting up, he stretched, scratched his chest and changed the subject. �Well,
my arm doesn�t hurt so that�s a good thing.�

I
want this! Winry thought to herself furiously as
Edward tugged on his shirt. Why am I
being so timid? I�m never timid!

Ed stared at his friend in
confusion. �Winry? You look
really upset. Are�are you okay?�

Winry
snapped her head up and glared at Edward with furious blue eyes. �No. I am not
okay.�

Shit,
I knew I went too fast! Ed cursed at himself. Impatient moron! Wary now and speaking gingerly, Ed asked, �Can I
help?�

�Yeah.
Take off that shirt,� Winry commanded.

�Excuse me?� Edward asked blankly
after a moment.

�Take it off!� snapped the
frustrated mechanic as she jumped off the couch. Slamming a fist into her palm,
she scowled at herself. �I�ve wanted this for too long to let a little virginal
fear stop me now. I won�t let myself do this!�

Edward leaned back. �Okay,� he
laughed nervously. �You don�t have to be so�determined. Why don�t we just-?�

Winry
grabbed Ed�s shirtfront and pulled him to her, chest to chest, hip to hip.
Breathing made impossible by her brash action, Edward looked at her pink mouth,
wet and pouting and so close.

�Winry��
he warned softly as she moved her body into closer contact with his.

She looked up at him and slowly smiled
an instinctual expression of feminine knowledge. �Kiss me.�

Ed�s hands, one warm and flesh and
the other metallic and cold, descended to land at her hips. Not breaking eye
contact, he pressed her tightly against his body. Winry
tried to stay calm as she felt Ed�s erection on her stomach but her lungs
weren�t working properly.

The blood in Ed�s body was pooling
below his waist, making him light-headed and breathless. �Winry,�
he moaned softly, his fingers digging into her hips.

�Kiss me,� she demanded again.

Ed complied with fervor, almost too
forcefully but it couldn�t have been too much, both wanted this so desperately.
Winry moaned softly as Ed�s tongue caressed hers. She
had always imagined it would feel vaguely repulsive as but it was a glorious
feeling. Slick and reminiscent of the act of sex, Winry
could feel her knees weakening as mouths were explored and his tongue thrust in
and out. His hands were moving all over her body and she clutched at his
shoulders for balance.

�Edward�!,�
she whispered when he began to suckle at her throat, leaving red marks of
possession behind. She could feel all her nerves going on fire, her world
dissolving to just Edward and the sensations he was evoking. Nothing else
penetrated the haze in her mind; all she knew was that she wanted more.

More flesh beneath her fingers,
more skin to see and kiss, more gasps from the controlled boy she adored.

Untying the braid that held back
his hair, Winry frantically pushed her fingers
through his hair, forcing his face back up for more intimate contact.

As he groaned into her mouth,
kissing her hard and pulled her so close that her feet left the floor, Winry shoved off her jacket.

�Ah god!� murmured Ed as his hands
stroked the soft flesh of Winry�s arms.

�Shirt off,� Winry
demanded breathlessly. Ed nodded and struggled out of it as Winry
bite at his earlobe, whispering for him to hurry.

Deep, drugging kisses were
exchanged as clothing was pulled off and boots were kicked away. Winry�s shirt was discarded and she was rewarded by
Edward�s strangled gasp and a curse as he pressed her closer. Her fingers
tangled in his belt buckle and she yanked it out of the loops impatiently. He
struggled not a bit with her pants, shoving them off her hips with restrained violence
and unzipping his trousers at the same time.

Needing to breath, the two
separated, gasping and eyes glazed with lust.

�Winry, I
don�t want to stop,� Edward said softly as his eyes devoured her barely covered
front. Contained by her simple white bra, her nipples were obviously alert
through the material and Ed wanted nothing more then to dip down and suck them
into his mouth.

Winry�s
fingers traced the planes of his abdomen, the muscles contracting under the light
contact. Only in his plain boxers, Ed heaved for breath, his hair wild around
his flushed face.

He�s
so handsome, Winry thought in wonder. All mine for now�His obsessions can have him
later. Now is my time� She stared into his eyes, his eyes darkened to amber
with lust and want, and swallowed convulsively.

His intent stare, the pressure of
his fingers, the sensation of his rigid member pressing into her all combined
to a sensory overload. Her stomach clenched in pure sexual awareness and she
whispered back, �Neither do I.�

Edward groaned and kissed her
franticly, needing her to know how much he wanted her and unable to find the
words. Winry replied with a low moan and Ed felt it
in every nerve ending. I want her
underneath me, Ed thought in sudden clarity. I need her under me, touching her all over. ..

�More�!� she moaned as they landed
on the couch.

�I swear I won�t hurt you,� Ed
gasped out as he reached behind her to the clasp of her bra. Peeling it off
slowly, he gazed in wonder as Winry�s breasts were
uncovered. In typical Winry fashion, the blonde girl
blushed but refused to let herself hide her exposed assets. If Ed had been
looking at her eyes, he would have seen her struggle with modesty and perhaps
looked away.

However Edward Elric
was definitely not looking at Winry Rockbell�s face.

His mind blank with astonishment,
Ed stared at Winry. Her mounds were plump and white, the
nipples raspberry pink and tight with arousal. They looked touchable, soft and
made Ed�s mouth go dry.

�You can stop looking at them,� Winry suggested hopefully.

�No�,� Ed whispered. Leaning close
he blew over one turgid nipple. The sensation ripped through Winry and she gasped out loud, arching her back helplessly.

Looking into his eyes, she saw Ed�s
pleased smile and it irritated the competitive girl.

Such
a self-satisfied smile, that jerk! I couldn�t help it!
Well, fair is fair, she rationalized as she touched him through his boxers.

The feeling was so unexpected
Edward almost fell on top of her, staying upright only through sheer willpower.
Gritting his teeth, Ed hung his head as Winry�s always
competent hands shook and gently stroked him. Up and down, up and down,
circling the head mercilessly, it was a slow, delicious torture out of one of
his fantasies. Her hand encircled him as well it could through the cotton
barrier and clenched lightly in her fist, she watched in awe as Ed moaned
softly. Gasping faster and faster, Ed tried to reign back, tried to stop his
body from reacting, from his hips thrusting toward her hot little fingers. �S�oh, shit�.Win, I �s, stop, don�t touch
me�!�

Winry
withdrew, slightly frightened by how quickly Edward had gotten out of control.
He looked almost wild, breathless and cheeks red. �Witch,� he mumbled adoringly
as he pulled her arms over her head, anchoring them there with his metal hand.

�Ed, let go,� said Winry as she tugged at her hand, unaware of how she was
causing her freed breasts to dance.

Shaking his head, he smiled a cocky
grin with an edge that was almost cruel. �No. This first time, I�m doing it my
way. You always manhandle me. This time,� he blew again against her sensitive
nipples, �I get to manhandle you.�

Winry
whimpered in a high pitch whine and struggled away futilely.

He leaned down, his face obscured
by fallen, golden hair. �I have the weirdest urge to bite you,� he confessed
with a husky voice. �Like this,� he continued with a quick nip at the underside
of her breast. Winry gasped with the slight erotic
pain. �And then I want to do this,� Ed said, swiping his rough and hot tongue
over the minor hurt. �All over your body,� he said softly. He caught her eyes
and licked his lips in anticipation. �Can I do it? Lick and bite you all over?�

Winry
swallowed and nodded jerkily. Ed nibbled at one rosy tipped breast and the
other was gently covered by a human hand. He ignored the center of both mounds,
instead delighting in the feel of her in his mouth and hand. He moved around,
stroking and sucking but still ignoring her aching nipples.

Winry was
quickly losing her temper as he made her burn under her skin, a fire progressing
quickly from smoldering to flames. �Ed,� she warned him as his tongue just
missed where she so wanted it.

He chuckled. �Threatening me as
always��

A dangerous glint in his eyes made Winry slightly nervous but, to her astonishment, also made her
body wet. The observant scientist always, Edward noticed her perverse reaction.

�Ah Winry,�
Ed sighed as he lowered his mouth, �such a study in contradictions.� He lightly
touched a nipple with his finger, pulling it gently and pressing against it as
he sucked the other into his mouth. Winry jerked as
his teeth moved over her and she panted out his name, broken, incoherent and
passion-filled as he worked. Her hands found grounding in his shoulders and she
clung to him as the raw emotions he was provoking rose to a new force.

Lifting away, Ed studied her. Eyes
closed, a stain covered her cheeks and her arms laid quietly above her head
once again as she heaved for breathe. Looking at her reddened chest and, as her
eyes slowly opened, he wanted to capture the moment.

I
was born to do this, Ed thought in a moment of clarity. I was born to put that dazed look on her face� Leaning down he
kissed her with all the emotion he was feeling and it rocked both of them.

�Well, that was nice,� Winry teased softly.

Ed said nothing, not wishing to
rush this ephemeral encounter between them, the revelation calming his blood
and accelerating it all at once.

�Fair play,� whispered Winry. She moved, forcing the both of them into sitting
positions. Moving on top of his lap, as she had been a mere few hours before,
she settled onto him comfortably. Ed�s eyes went half lidded and his lips
tightened. She tilted his head up and laid a gentle kiss on his mouth, her
tongue darting in and out, forcing him to catch her. Her fingers trialed down
his chest, running over the dips and planes of his defined abdomen. He
swallowed as her fingers left his skin awakened and afire.

�Win�� he sighed as he leaned
against the wall weakly.

�Shush,� Winry
chastised him. �I want to touch you.�

Ed hissed wordlessly as she kissed
his ear, sucking the lobe briefly.

�Can I touch you all over?� Winry mimicked. Ed laughed unsteadily as the girl slid down
and kissed his collarbone. She licked at his nipples and he jumped in response.
Moving lower, she kissed and suckled her way down and pushing him to a
reclining position. Breathing heavily and feeling his lower half getting harder
and harder, Ed clenched his fists and groaned helplessly. Her fingers dancing
around the elastic top of his boxers, she dipped one finger in, barely grazing
Ed�s erect member.

�Shit!� he cursed as his hips arched. Seeing his reaction, Winry circled his width with her finger, her nail scrapping
the sensitive flesh.

Ed moaned her name. Too much! he
thought in a daze as she moved her finger up and down his length. �Stop! I�I, I won�t
last long if you do that,� he panted.

�Who said I wanted you to last?� Winry asked rhetorically as she rubbed her palm over the
front of his lap.

�I said I want to last!� Ed said as
he pushed her hand away. Grabbing her still wandering hand, he pulled himself up.
�And if you don�t let me last, I won�t let you, got it?�

The two said nothing for a bit. Winry sat on Ed�s lap, her chest
pressed against his, both becoming more excited as they sat mere inches from
the other and did absolutely nothing.

Winry
smiled and shook her head. �Why were we threatening each other again?�

Ed shrugged and smiled back. �It�s
what we do. Probably what happens when you try to go physical with your best friend.�

��.best friend?�

�You and Al,� Edward replied with
raised eyebrows. �You had to have known that.�

Winry
shook her head shyly and laid down across Ed�s lap on
her back. �Where were we?� she murmured and, reaching up, she pulled the
alchemist down for a long, drugging kiss.

A long, passion-filled minute
later, he lifted his mouth. �I believe we were about here,� he said softly.

He moved on top of her, one knee in
between her legs and his arms braced on either side of her upper body. Leaning
down, her body was covered by his and the feel of bare skin against hot bare
skin made their blood boil.

�I want you all the way Edward,� Winry whispered as she ran her fingers through his hair.

�Wha-?� Ed gasped out, shaking his head as if to
shake out the numbing mental effects of her touch. �I thought we were going to
take it as it comes,� he said as he rested firmly on her.

�This is taking it as it comes so
let�s go!� Winry said, her hips arching underneath
Ed�s delicious weight.

�Hallelujah!� he mumbled
rapturously.

�What, now you find religion?� Winry asked incredulously.

Ed stared down at her with that
particularly sexy smirk and said easily, �You�d be shocked if you understood
just how exciting the prospect of losing their virginity makes a boy.�

�I�m underneath you Edward,� Winry answered tartly. �I can fully appreciate how excited
you are.�

Ed�s grin deepened as his eyes
darkened to a burnt gold. �I like the way you said that. �Appreciate��

�Oh shut up and get to work.�

�Yes, ma�am!�

In perfect accord, they removed the
others underwear.

Ed blatantly admired Winry�s naked form, looking with awe at the perfection he
had imagined for so long. Placing his metal hand on her pale stomach, he winced
as the differences between them were illustrated. �Are you sure you want to�?�
he asked softly. �I�m not�you know.�

�I swear, you ask the most
ridiculous questions,� Winry scoffed lovingly. She
forced Ed to meet her eyes and whispered strongly, �There is no one I would
rather give this to then you. I trust you more then anyone I know. Besides,�
she added wickedly as she glanced at Ed�s erection, �you�re quite
intriguing...A lot different from when we took baths together when we were
little��

The boys face flamed red. �I should
hope so!�

�You haven�t grown much elsewhere
so I think my surprise can be forgiven.�

�Oh, I�m going to punish you for
that�,� Edward threatened with a grin and Winry
giggled until Ed silenced her very pleasantly.

One kiss grew into another and then
yet another. Slowly, the kisses grew harder as the two touch each other
everywhere they could, their hands exploring and mouths joined. Ed bent down to
enjoy her sensitive breasts again and Winry squirmed
under him desperately, chanting his name.

�Oh god Ed�! More! Ah! Yes!
Like�.oh�!�

Ed tugged on her nipple with his
teeth and Winry�s thighs clenched around his knee. Moving
on instinct alone, Edward moved his knee against the damp spot he could feel, a
hot wetness that he understood and gloried in.

�Oh!� Winry
gasped and she held onto the couch cushion.

Edward, loving her response,
shifted his knee forward again but this time managed to slightly part her slit
and the hard bones of his knee pressed hard against a button of flesh.

�EDWARD!� Winry
called out as she was rocked by a previously unfelt level of sexual frustration.
�Ed, again!�

Rocking back and forth, he did as
she asked, provoking delicious sounds to come from her throat. Writhing
underneath him, Winry wanted to cry from the ache as
Ed stopped slowly.

�Keep going!� she demanded.

Inhaling, Ed slipped his hand down
and parted her with a careful movement.

�Ed�? Why�why are you�oh�.oh god...� Winry moaned as he navigated
around her intimate area. He stroked her carefully and she couldn�t help her
powerful response.

�Is that good?� Edward asked
breathlessly, Winry�s impassioned cries pushing him
to the limits of his restraint. His cocked throbbed and seeing Winry this disjointed with excitement was only making his
frustration worse. He rubbed against that particular button on the top of her
slit, rhythmically stroking it and he watched enraptured as she threw her head
back and twisted powerlessly.

�Ed, don�t stop�please�� Winry splayed her legs for him wantonly and Edward wanted
nothing more then to plunge deep into her heat and claim her.

She
wants you, his mind whispered deliriously. Take off her panties and slide in�it�d feel so good�

�Winry�what
do you want me do?� he questioned in a groan as he slipped one finger into
steaming wetness. He moaned as her walls clamped around the digit and he moved
it in and out.

�Keep�! More!� she gasped, sweating
and her hips moving as he sped up and shoved a second finger in as well. �More Ed! Please!
Oh�! Oh! I, I�.! ED!�

Winry�s
blue eyes widened in shock as the beginning tremors of an orgasm hit her.

Edward watched in amazement as her
eyes squeezed closed and she pulled at his hair in slight panic. It was the
single most erotic thing he had ever seen and waiting any longer wasn�t
possible.

�Winry, I
need to be in you,� he demanded as he positioned himself.

She nodded frantically and moved to
accommodate him in between her legs. �Now Ed�do it.�

Swallowing for courage and
restraint, he sunk slowly into her, his childhood friend and his lifetime ally.

�Shit�,� he whispered desperately. There was no way he was going to
last long. He knew it as well as he knew science, as well as he knew alchemy.
It was an inbred knowledge and he hated it. His hips jerked of their own
volition and penetrated deep, ripping through Winry�s
virginity in a quick, painful moment.

It was a natural movement and
beyond his control, her welcoming heat too much for him.

I
want to move, he screamed in his mind, sweat pouring down his face as he
waited for the expression of pain to leave Winry�s
face. �Are you alright?� he asked as he struggled for a semblance of control.

She shook her head and the tears in
her eyes mercifully cooled Ed�s ardor somewhat.

�I didn�t mean to do it so
roughly,� he confessed guiltily. �I�couldn�t help it.�

�Lost control, huh?� Winry asked shakily. �That�s oddly comforting.�

�Oh, okay,� Ed ground out
breathlessly, more in the mood of action then talking.

Experimentally, Winry
shifted around and the sudden feeling of his hard length was no longer invasive
but a tease. Her hips lifted and Ed sank in to his full length.

�Damn it!� cursed Ed deliriously. He answered her physical call and
drew back before he plunged back in. Her hands flew from his scalp to his
shoulders and she rocked back against him.

Pent up lust exploded and Edward
moved as fast as he could, thrusting in and out, forcing himself and Winry to their peaks. He would slide in and out, her inner
muscles constantly clenched around him, dragging on his flesh, propelling their
passions higher.

Their pace increased, bodies pressed up
against each other as close as possible. It was sticky, sweaty and magnificent,
an animal mating of groans, cries and the sounds of joining bodies.

�So damn tight,� he whispered
anxiously. �Dear god, you�re so damn tight�!� She was crushing his erection, a
wet velvet glove that was too small. He shoved into her and she cried out,
squeezing his length in reaction. He panted feverishly, his head dropping down
to breath onto her neck.

�Don�t stop, don�t stop, don�t stop!� Winry chanted as she could feel her body responding to his.
Ed did as she commanded, trying to maintain a pace
when all he wanted to do was explode deep within her. Growing wetter and
hotter, Winry slammed her fist into the couch as she
felt her entire body winding up until there was nothing except for the glorious
friction of Edward�s deep penetration. �Ed! Oh�I think I�m�!�

Ed nodded and redoubled his
efforts, muscles straining as he wrenched into her, deeper and harder.

Winry
sobbed as she exploded, her back curving in reaction. Seeing her climax was all
the impetus Ed needed. Screaming her name into the cushion, Edward came hard,
his hips jerking and body clenched in powerful release. It was the destruction
of every atom in his body, a white heat that flashed through him and left
nothing but powerless flesh behind.

Collapsing onto Winry�s
now lax form, Ed shuddered and panted in reaction. A shaking hand caressed his
head and Edward pressed a kiss to Winry�s palm in a
silent �thank you�.

An eternity later, he lifted his
head from their delightful breast cushions and asked softly, �How are you?�

Winry
smiled with her eyes and mouth. �I�I wasn�t expecting it to be like that��

�What did you think it would be
like?� Ed asked in a quiet lazy tone, the voice of a sated lover.

�Less messy and more technical�not
as powerful as it was,� she answered, leaning her head back against the couch
cushions.

Ed kissed her cheek gently and
nodded. �I know what you mean��

Outside the stars twinkled and a
fat moon shone yellow in the sky. Inside the small room, the two new lovers
relaxed and regained their strength.

Winry
could feel the every exhalation as if it were her first breath. Her body felt
strangely unlike her own and the impact of what she had done was slowly
settling in. Her stomach was twisting slowly and she looked up at the
unfamiliar ceiling so as not to see Edward�s face and further confuse
herself.

I
wasn�t planning on losing my virginity tonight, she thought as she tried to
sort out her jumbled thoughts and emotions. I
really wasn�t�but do I regret it? We haven�t discussed the future. I don�t know
how he feels about me.

A thousand horrible possibilities
flew through her mind, pecking away at her happiness like vultures.

Was
I a casual thing? What about our friendship? How am I supposed to act with him
now, normal or lovey-dovey? I don�t think I know how to act all girly. Are we a
couple now? If we are, what if we break up? Can our friendship survive a
breakup?

She blinked away the tears that
were threatening. What do we do now?
Where do we go from here?

�Win?�

The mechanic jerked in shock and
stared down at Edward. �Um, yeah?�

He said nothing, merely looking at
her. He could see to the frightened look she hid so well from everyone else. It
was in her wide blue eyes, the way she bit her lip and her tensed muscles. Edward
said nothing as he reversed their positions, forcing her head to lie against
his chest. Smoothing a hand down her back, he soothed her with his presence.

Every stroke reassured her of his
feelings, every motion freed her from another anxiety of the future and she
slowly relaxed on him.

�What a strange way to be reborn,� he
murmured almost to himself.

She nodded, oddly shy. �That�s a
good way to term it. It really does feel like a rebirth. I feel different.
Changed...�

�For the better,� he stated softly.

�For the better,� she agreed with a
smile. �Absolutely.�

She glanced up at him and saw his
half smile and the shy, happy look in his eyes. There was no way to stop her
answering look and she buried her face in his chest as he chuckled.

�Silly mechanic freak,� he whispered
lovingly.

Her arms tightened around him in a
brief spontaneous hug. I don�t know why
they call it losing your virginity, she thought as she listened to his
heart beat slow and regularly. I�d call
it more of gifting your virginity because, at least for him and me, this wasn�t
a loss at all. I�d definitely call this a gain.

Definitely a gain.

A half an hour passed of nothing
but casual touches, gentle kisses and sighs of contentment as they curled up
together and listened to the silence in perfect comfort.

�Hey Winry?� Edward asked, breaking the silence.

�Mmm?� Winry lifted her
head lazily, having been almost asleep.

�Remember when you said if I was
good, you�d help me get the Colonel�s expensive, mahogany desk all ruined?�

�Yes?�

�Was I good?� Edward asked, the
meaning of his insinuation quite clear as a lewd

grin
spread across his face.

Pulling back, Winry
stared into the face of her new lover�s eyebrows, vainly trying to ignore how
ridiculous he looked as he waggled his eyebrows in a parody of a lusty come on.

�Edward,� Winry
sighed with patience. �I was talking about oil. Machine oil.
Not�body oil.�

�I can smear on some machine oil
all over my body and let you sate your body on my weak flesh,� Edward said
enthusiastically.

Smothering a giggle, Winry rolled her eyes. �You have to stop reading those
weird gothic novels. And I�ve seen you covered in oil. I do your repairs,
remember?�

�Damn it all...� he cursed with a
petulant sigh.

Winry
shook her head fondly. �What makes you think I�d get turned on by smelly
grease?�

Smiling confidently, Edward dipped
his finger onto a spot of oil leftover from the repair and slowly dragged it
down Winry�s exposed abdomen. As his cold metal
finger caressed her skin, Winry could feel all her
muscles contracting under his touch and her breath caught in her throat.
Looking down, the dark brown liquid was a stain across the pale whiteness of
her stomach and as the familiar stench reached her nose, Winry
looked into warm gold eyes.

�See?� the alchemist asked softly,
his finger making small circles on her flesh.

Chuckling shakily, the mechanic
pushed him away and sat up with a shiver. �I think I may be a pervert.�

�Well, you are a mechanic. I know
that machine oil isn�t some vanilla scented body lotion but, as this is you, I
kind of assumed that would work in my favor. Now, about that desk appointment��

Winry flopped her head onto Ed�s bare shoulder. �You are a sick
boy, did you know that?�

�Please Winry??�
he all but begged on his knees. �I need this!�

�Edward, you just lost your
virginity and you already need fetishes? How sad and jaded you�ve become in the
last ten minutes!� Winry teased.

�Win�.� He pleaded.

�Ed�..� she retorted.

The alchemist was silent for a
moment before realizing a great boon to his cause. �You never got me a birthday
present!� he said exultantly.

�Edward, I just helped you get rid
of your virginity. Quite frankly, I think that eradicates any leftover presents
I may have owed you,� Winry replied dryly.

Edward turned until he was leaning
over her. �Never mind,� he said easily. �My arm is hurting a bit and I don�t
want to�strain it.�

Winry�s
blue eyes narrowed. �Edward Elric,� she bit out.
�Don�t think I can�t see those strings you�re trying to manipulate me with. I�m
not a marionette.�

�What strings?� Ed asked too
innocently. �All I said was that my arm was aching after all the strain put on
it.�

Winry
shifted away from him, forcing her finger into Ed�s chest. �Don�t give me that
crap!� she snapped. �My automail is fully strong
enough to withstand a little sex!�

Edward smirked. �I�m sure if you or Auntie Pinako had
been developing it for that purpose it would be but you didn�t. What can I say?
I�m a machine made for fighting, not loving.�

Ed tried to hide his grin but
failed and Winry�s scowl let him know.

�It�s not your fault,� he said
commiserating. �After all, it�s like Roy
said to me years ago. Your automail can�t help me
with everything��

�What?� gasped Winry
in fury. �That asshole!�

Ed hide a
smile, knowing the battle was won.

�And you! Of course my automail can do everything! You god damn midget-�

�Could we please stop bashing my
height??�

�SHUT UP! My automail can do everything you need it
to! Including sex!� Hopping off the bed, Winry grabbed her clothes and started shoving herself into
them. �I know I�m being played like a fiddle and I don�t care,� she hissed,
looking angry enough to kill. �No one insults my creations like that! Nobody! Get
dressed,� she ordered brusquely. �We have an arm to test and a desk to ruin.�

Grinning ear to ear, Edward nodded
his head and put on his clothing. ��so how many test are you planning on
running?� he asked mischievously.

Winry
smiled suddenly and flipped her hair over her shoulder flirtatiously. �The
question is how long do you think the desk can hold out?�

With that, she sauntered out the
door, leaving a flabbergasted and thrilled alchemist in her wake.

�Ed?� she called out. �You coming?�

�Hell yes!� he shouted eagerly.

Life
and Fate, he thought as he ran to catch up to Winry, was funny, fickle, capricious, rude,
dominating and generally unfair. But, if he got to have sex in the end, did
he really care? After all he�d been through, was a little ass enough to get him
to forgive God and believe in goodness again?

No.

Ed moved his head to see a better
view of Winry�s swaying hips.

No, it wasn�t enough but it was one
hell of a start. One hell of a start indeed.

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