Moonlight Sessions
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Fullmetal Alchemist › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
12,297
Reviews:
37
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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M'aimez-vous?
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Moonlight Sessions
Session Four
M\'aimez-vous?
“Hey you…”
Not the best line in the world, but her head was too clouded to think up anything grand. She could still feel the vibrations down to her toes and she was fairly certain that if she were to stand up now, her legs would give and she’d topple over. On the other hand, Ed would be there to catch her and she could fall into his arms gracefully. It’d be just like those corny romance novels Nelly always gave her to read.
“Hey,” Ed gave her a goofy smile, unlike any she’d ever seen and all she could do was laugh at how awkward and natural the situation was.
He was still on top of her, auto-mail hand pinning her’s above her head. Their faces were mere inches apart and she could feel his warm, heavy breath on her cheek. She was spread wide open, his fingers still deep inside her, and she could feel his harness press into her thigh.
Slowly he let her go and began to pull his fingers away. With her restored freedom, she quickly grabbed his hand, “No,” he looked at her confused, “I want more.” It was a breathless whisper and being said, she moved his hand, urging him to stoke her. She wanted it all.
He kissed her, and it was gentler than their frenzied first kiss. His fingers were slowly exploring her, rubbing and stoking her insides rather that just rampantly thrusting into her.
She felt the fire begin to build again, slow and steady, and she knew that she had never been wetter or more turned on than at that moment. Her hands slipped down to Ed’s hips, searching for the waistline on his boxers. Finding her target, she began pushing them down. Ed cooperated and eventually, with some well coordinated movements, she managed to get them off without his lips leaving hers. She did the same with her own panties, Ed helping as much as he could with one hand.
His lips left her and she reached up to kiss his neck. She didn’t even notice as he reached into the nightstand with his metal hand. As she kissed a line up to her neck she noticed him tear something with his teeth.
Of course he knew it was there. She had ranted to him about how embarrassing it was when Granny had given it to her months ago. She didn’t think he had been listening. The condom slipped on rather easily with one hand, and Winry was proud of how gently her engineering worked with such delicate material.
His mouth came back to her and kissed her passionately, his tongue gently gliding over her lips and teasing entry. He moved his hips in between hers and his hand left her folds to position the tip of his penis at her entrance. She shivered at the thrill of first contact.
He broke the kiss to look her in the eyes, “Fast, or slow?” He asked.
“Fast.” She answered, knowing that if there was pain, she wanted to get it over with quickly.
Ed nodded and his face became stern. She closed her eyes and steeled herself. His hips slammed forward and Winry’s back arched, her body instinctively retreating from the intrusion. It was an odd sort of pain; sudden and faded away slowly. It was like being pinched.
When she opened her eyes, Ed’s mouth hung open and his eyes were wide as saucers. She could tell he was trying very hard not to move. Strained pants fell on her brow as she met his eyes. Nodding her okay, Ed began to move.
The thrusts were shallow and tender, slowly building the fire that had simmered down from the pain. She was still extremely wet, and she had an idea that it was why it hadn’t hurt that much.
Her hands traced up his arms, muscle and steel alike, admiring the contours of each. Both hard, both beautiful. One cold, one warm. Reaching his shoulders she pulled his head down for a kiss. Her tongue dueled with his and her hands traced along his back. One thrust hit a particularly sensitive note and she moaned in his mouth. He answered in kind, and a thrill went through her along with the vibrations.
Gradually, Ed picked up his pace until they arrived at a fluid, legato movement. Their movements smooth and connected without a break in pace. The bed creaked slightly with the force of their bodies sliding over each other.
Winry’s finger’s dug into his back as she began to feel the familiar pressure building. Ed broke the kiss and slumped to her side, his face buried in the pillow as he gave in to his desires. She could still feel his breath on her neck, stirring her insides and making her clutch at him even harder.
They were losing control, and it was brilliant.
One flesh hand tore down the shoulder of her nightgown and cupped a breast, rolling and pinching the pebble hard nipple in between his fingers. His mouth moved down, and took the nub in his mouth, copying the motions with his lips and teeth.
Winry gasped and called out his name, her senses feeling on overload. His metal hand found its way to her leg, and held it at the thigh, opening her up wider and keeping her where he wanted her.
Winry’s hands snaked down to his hips and began to thrust up to meet him.
His head shot up when her hands reached his buttock, grabbing the firm muscle there and holding on for dear life. Moaning, his head dropped back down to her neck and their movements turned more hasty and disjointed as they both got closer to their peak.
She could feel it lurking, hiding somewhere within her body, needing just one thing to bring it out.
…His breath in her ear…
…a cold hand on her thigh…
…gold hair hanging in her eyes…
…her legs spread wide, his body moving in between them…
…his naked shoulders gleaming with sweat in the moonlight…
...her nightgown bunched around her waist, the shoulder strap pulled hastily down, one breast exposed and heaving…
“Winry...”
That was it. Her fingers dug into the mounds of flesh and her legs wrapped tightly around him, forcing him to move with her as the orgasm shook her body. “Winry!” it was practically a shout as he was carried along for the ride, his orgasm overtaking him.
She called his name too, repeated it and mixed it with affirmations of her joy. The waves ebbed away and Ed’s hips jerked one final time before they collapsed, a sweaty mass of sated limbs.
Ed rolled to her side and she wined at the loss as he pulled out. She wiped a strand of hair from his damp forehead. He smiled and did the same.
“I love you.”
It was simple, no preamble or overly drawn out speeches. The facts; that’s what it was. She’d expected no less from him, and she knew the words didn’t come easily. He wouldn’t be saying it that often, but it was there and it was true.
“I love you, too.”
Ed smiled and pulled her closer. She draped an arm around his chest and felt as sleep quickly took her. The last thing she felt was Ed’s soft lips on her forehead.
-Fin
Author’s notes: First, I want to thank everyone who has reviewed so far and I encourage others to do the same. Your reviews and responses to my questions have really helped me, both in this fic and in future ones so keep it up. As for my contraception question, keep giving me your opinions. I decided that for this fic, it just seemed right. For one, it seems like the kind of thing Pinako would educate Winry on and even provide for her. Two, it was their first time, and even then, you have to use protection. I did some research and the process to make latex condoms weren’t in use until the 1930s. Before that they used rubber. I just like to assume that with all their alchemy knowledge, they figured the process out earlier than that.
See ya in future stories. I’ve got a good one coming up! (Rubs hands evilly. “Mmmm…smut.”)
-B
Moonlight Sessions
Session Four
M\'aimez-vous?
“Hey you…”
Not the best line in the world, but her head was too clouded to think up anything grand. She could still feel the vibrations down to her toes and she was fairly certain that if she were to stand up now, her legs would give and she’d topple over. On the other hand, Ed would be there to catch her and she could fall into his arms gracefully. It’d be just like those corny romance novels Nelly always gave her to read.
“Hey,” Ed gave her a goofy smile, unlike any she’d ever seen and all she could do was laugh at how awkward and natural the situation was.
He was still on top of her, auto-mail hand pinning her’s above her head. Their faces were mere inches apart and she could feel his warm, heavy breath on her cheek. She was spread wide open, his fingers still deep inside her, and she could feel his harness press into her thigh.
Slowly he let her go and began to pull his fingers away. With her restored freedom, she quickly grabbed his hand, “No,” he looked at her confused, “I want more.” It was a breathless whisper and being said, she moved his hand, urging him to stoke her. She wanted it all.
He kissed her, and it was gentler than their frenzied first kiss. His fingers were slowly exploring her, rubbing and stoking her insides rather that just rampantly thrusting into her.
She felt the fire begin to build again, slow and steady, and she knew that she had never been wetter or more turned on than at that moment. Her hands slipped down to Ed’s hips, searching for the waistline on his boxers. Finding her target, she began pushing them down. Ed cooperated and eventually, with some well coordinated movements, she managed to get them off without his lips leaving hers. She did the same with her own panties, Ed helping as much as he could with one hand.
His lips left her and she reached up to kiss his neck. She didn’t even notice as he reached into the nightstand with his metal hand. As she kissed a line up to her neck she noticed him tear something with his teeth.
Of course he knew it was there. She had ranted to him about how embarrassing it was when Granny had given it to her months ago. She didn’t think he had been listening. The condom slipped on rather easily with one hand, and Winry was proud of how gently her engineering worked with such delicate material.
His mouth came back to her and kissed her passionately, his tongue gently gliding over her lips and teasing entry. He moved his hips in between hers and his hand left her folds to position the tip of his penis at her entrance. She shivered at the thrill of first contact.
He broke the kiss to look her in the eyes, “Fast, or slow?” He asked.
“Fast.” She answered, knowing that if there was pain, she wanted to get it over with quickly.
Ed nodded and his face became stern. She closed her eyes and steeled herself. His hips slammed forward and Winry’s back arched, her body instinctively retreating from the intrusion. It was an odd sort of pain; sudden and faded away slowly. It was like being pinched.
When she opened her eyes, Ed’s mouth hung open and his eyes were wide as saucers. She could tell he was trying very hard not to move. Strained pants fell on her brow as she met his eyes. Nodding her okay, Ed began to move.
The thrusts were shallow and tender, slowly building the fire that had simmered down from the pain. She was still extremely wet, and she had an idea that it was why it hadn’t hurt that much.
Her hands traced up his arms, muscle and steel alike, admiring the contours of each. Both hard, both beautiful. One cold, one warm. Reaching his shoulders she pulled his head down for a kiss. Her tongue dueled with his and her hands traced along his back. One thrust hit a particularly sensitive note and she moaned in his mouth. He answered in kind, and a thrill went through her along with the vibrations.
Gradually, Ed picked up his pace until they arrived at a fluid, legato movement. Their movements smooth and connected without a break in pace. The bed creaked slightly with the force of their bodies sliding over each other.
Winry’s finger’s dug into his back as she began to feel the familiar pressure building. Ed broke the kiss and slumped to her side, his face buried in the pillow as he gave in to his desires. She could still feel his breath on her neck, stirring her insides and making her clutch at him even harder.
They were losing control, and it was brilliant.
One flesh hand tore down the shoulder of her nightgown and cupped a breast, rolling and pinching the pebble hard nipple in between his fingers. His mouth moved down, and took the nub in his mouth, copying the motions with his lips and teeth.
Winry gasped and called out his name, her senses feeling on overload. His metal hand found its way to her leg, and held it at the thigh, opening her up wider and keeping her where he wanted her.
Winry’s hands snaked down to his hips and began to thrust up to meet him.
His head shot up when her hands reached his buttock, grabbing the firm muscle there and holding on for dear life. Moaning, his head dropped back down to her neck and their movements turned more hasty and disjointed as they both got closer to their peak.
She could feel it lurking, hiding somewhere within her body, needing just one thing to bring it out.
…His breath in her ear…
…a cold hand on her thigh…
…gold hair hanging in her eyes…
…her legs spread wide, his body moving in between them…
…his naked shoulders gleaming with sweat in the moonlight…
...her nightgown bunched around her waist, the shoulder strap pulled hastily down, one breast exposed and heaving…
“Winry...”
That was it. Her fingers dug into the mounds of flesh and her legs wrapped tightly around him, forcing him to move with her as the orgasm shook her body. “Winry!” it was practically a shout as he was carried along for the ride, his orgasm overtaking him.
She called his name too, repeated it and mixed it with affirmations of her joy. The waves ebbed away and Ed’s hips jerked one final time before they collapsed, a sweaty mass of sated limbs.
Ed rolled to her side and she wined at the loss as he pulled out. She wiped a strand of hair from his damp forehead. He smiled and did the same.
“I love you.”
It was simple, no preamble or overly drawn out speeches. The facts; that’s what it was. She’d expected no less from him, and she knew the words didn’t come easily. He wouldn’t be saying it that often, but it was there and it was true.
“I love you, too.”
Ed smiled and pulled her closer. She draped an arm around his chest and felt as sleep quickly took her. The last thing she felt was Ed’s soft lips on her forehead.
-Fin
Author’s notes: First, I want to thank everyone who has reviewed so far and I encourage others to do the same. Your reviews and responses to my questions have really helped me, both in this fic and in future ones so keep it up. As for my contraception question, keep giving me your opinions. I decided that for this fic, it just seemed right. For one, it seems like the kind of thing Pinako would educate Winry on and even provide for her. Two, it was their first time, and even then, you have to use protection. I did some research and the process to make latex condoms weren’t in use until the 1930s. Before that they used rubber. I just like to assume that with all their alchemy knowledge, they figured the process out earlier than that.
See ya in future stories. I’ve got a good one coming up! (Rubs hands evilly. “Mmmm…smut.”)
-B