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Edward and Winry	By : Enula Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Het - Male/Female Views: 6753 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Edward and Winry

I was awoken by a scream, the sound echoing through my mind. I sat up in bed quickly, but it took me a few minutes to realize I wasn�t dreaming. I almost had to wonder if the scream was all in my mind. With my fitful night, I wouldn�t doubt my brain would pull a stunt like that.
My heart was pounding loudly; almost as loud as the soft sobs I heard coming from another room. I held my breath, trying to listen closer. Sure enough, I did hear sniffles.
�Winry?� I asked aloud, breaking the silence almost as much as the scream did. It got me worried and so I threw off my covers. I was only wearing my boxers, so the cold air was able to smack me all over. I didn�t bother to get something else to throw on, however. My main focus was to see what was going on.
I opened my bedroom door quietly, but I realized quickly that something was wrong. Actually, missing was the correct word. I don�t know why, but I turned around and looked at Al�s bed. Although it was only three in the morning and there was hardly any light, I could tell he was not in his bed. The covers weren�t even messed up.
�Al?� Now I didn�t know who to be worried about. My body was awake, but my mind was still sleeping. As hard as I tried, I just couldn�t get myself to focus completely, so I continued moving through a daze.
I walked out of my room and across the hall to Winry�s room. I thought about knocking, but instead opened it slightly and peeked in. I was able to make out her blonde hair on the pillow and whispered her name. If she were awake, she would have surely heard me.
I strained my ears when I heard some mumbling, followed by what sounded like a final sob. And it wasn�t coming from Winry. Leaving her be, I closed her door again and followed the path down the hall, keeping one hand on the wall to feel where I was walking.
Could it be Vanna? I stopped in front of her door and pressed my ear to it. My heart was pounding in my brain now, making it almost impossible to hear anything else again. I didn�t know why I was so anxious or why I was so hesitant to open her door to make sure she was okay. Obviously, she was the one that screamed and I was just coming to check on her.
I wasn�t as close to her as Al had gotten, but I didn�t want to be held responsible if something bad happened to her and I didn�t help. Still, I took my time grasping the doorknob with my real hand, pausing for a good minute.
My heart picked up when I finally got the courage to push the door open slightly. Because the barrier was no longer in my way, I was able to hear sounds. Truth be told, the sounds confused me. In the back of my mind, I knew what my eyes were about to behold. Maybe it was more out of curiosity, but I peeked in anyway, my eyes widening at the sight.
The lighting from outside couldn�t have been more perfect. The moon shone directly on the bed, where I saw my brother and Vanna. It was easy to tell they were both naked, for their bare skin glistened under the light. They were slowly moving against each other, small gasps and sighs emitting from both of them. I heard Al whispering to her, and even though I couldn�t make out what he said, I knew it was probably the sweetest thing that girl had ever heard.
Even though I knew I shouldn�t have, I continued to stand in the doorway. I was completely captivated by them, for they somehow turned love into the art I never thought it was. It made my own heart thumb with anticipation and desire, and my chest ache with the need for closeness of my own.
My mind drifted to Winry and how heartless I was to her earlier. I actually saw the tears come to her eyes when I spoke to her like that.
I felt my own eyes sadden greatly. I began to believe that I didn�t deserve Winry. I was a horrible friend, who knew what I would be like as a lover. I had a hard time picturing myself like Al. Al was always the gentle, caring type that had no problem showing it. I knew Al was falling for Vanna almost the first day he met her, and he certainly fell for little Xendra, also.
In a nutshell, Al was every girl�s dream. He would never put himself first. Even when it was I, he didn�t put himself first.
Everything I ever did, however, was only for Al and I. I could at least say that. But as for anyone else�I never showed as much appreciation as I should have. I never thanked anyone when they helped me, nor did I want to.
Earlier when Winry told me that though she loved Al to bits, she would much rather choose me. I was nothing but confused. Did she say that just because she knew Al and Vanna would soon end up together? No�there had to be another reason. All throughout our life, she always seemed to be just a little bit closer to me.
I snapped back to reality when a low moan escaped from Vanna, followed by the sincerest phrase I have ever heard Al speak. It was simple, only three words, but thinking of how it made me feel, I wondered how greatly it filled Vanna.
Finally, I stepped back out in the hall and closed the door softly, giving them their privacy. I walked back down the hall, but stopped at Winry�s room again.
I thought back to when Al and I first came back here, and how depressed Vanna was with all that had happened to her. And yet Al, with full confidence in himself, came to her rescue like a knight in shining armor. I smiled at the expression. But Al wasn�t in shining armor anymore. He was completely human, made of flesh and blood.
Me? I still had these cursèd metal limbs that were cold to the touch. But I wasn�t about to complain. I was done complaining a long time ago. That still didn�t stop me from believing that I had nothing to give to anyone else.
Al, he had plenty of love to go around for everyone. Vanna was a very lucky girl to have caught his eye. But poor Winry. I thought, as I rested my forehead against her door. She was stuck with someone like me. Well, stuck isn�t exactly the best word to use. But if she cares for me as much as she says she does�then I�m just going to have to deal with it.
Winry was counting on me to make her happy and I was done disappointing her. Seeing how Al bravely stepped forward to make Vanna proud and contented, it gave me the courage to do the same to Winry. I was determined to swallow my pride and ego and show all of myself to her.
Yet even as I told myself this, my hand shook terribly when I turned the doorknob to open her door. I held my breath for some reason as I cautiously stepped into the room, closing the wooden door behind me.
I didn�t tiptoe my way over to her bed, but my steps were as quiet as could be. The blanket was up to her waist, her left arm resting across her stomach and the other one by her face. My gaze traveled up her, though the bottom half of her was well hidden under the covers.
It was easy to see where her waist curved in from her hips. Her stomach was flat and toned underneath her pajama top. Her muscles could only be due to all the things she created and fixed over her life, always picking up one heavy thing after another.
Swallowing roughly, I sat on the edge of her bed, my weight causing a shift. It woke her only slightly as she turned her head toward me, her lips slightly parted.
I smiled, feeling my hand almost involuntarily get placed on her stomach. I felt her suck in a breath and began to wonder if she was actually awake. I didn�t bother to find out, however, as my hand changed positions so the fingers were pointing upward. I slid up to her abdomen, not even bothering to stop when I reached her breasts.
I traveled up between them, and my eyes didn�t miss the way she clenched her fists and arched her back. I let out a shaky breath, just then realizing I had been holding my breath ever since I first entered the room.
My hand reached her collarbone, slipping down to her neck. I felt her shiver and heard the quick moan leave her lips. I knew for a fact now that she was awake, but I didn�t dare say anything. She wasn�t speaking either, both of us afraid of breaking the moment.
I twisted my hand around so my palm was now facing upward. The backs of my fingers rubbed her cheek ever so gently, I was hardly touching her at all.
Her bright blue eyes slowly opened and just like that, I was able to throw my pride aside. I loved this girl beside me and I wanted to show her just how much. Cupping her cheek, I lowered myself closer to her until our faces were centimeters apart.
�Edward�� I heard her whisper my name, and never before had I loved my name so much. Finally, I closed the gap between us, no longer feeling like we were miles away.
I feel almost ashamed to say that I was twenty-one and yet this was my first kiss. I�m not ashamed to say, however, that my first kiss was with Winry.
We didn�t touch each other anywhere else for awhile, our lips doing all the work. I could almost make out the small noises our wet lips were making, but my mind was reeling with endless thoughts of what this could lead to. I didn�t want to seem as though I was coming onto her too strongly.
Her hand that was by her stomach brushed against my side, causing me to move away. I didn�t mean to, but the touch made my stomach begin twisting and turning to form many knots that I never knew of to happen before. She seemed to know this and didn�t take any offense to it. I broke the kiss and moved back so I could get a good look at her.
Winry�s eyes didn�t open right away, but when they did�dear God, I never saw her show so many emotions at once. As cliché as it sounds, love was the basis of all of them, followed by a needful desire.
She flashed me that smile of hers before inching over to make room for me. I suddenly became nervous, because of how I was going to lay. If I were to face her, my automail would be on top, and I didn�t want to touch her with that. For one, I wouldn�t be able to feel her.
Because I was taking so long, she grabbed my real hand and pulled me down next to her. She got my arm to go around her so she could be closer to me. Her palms were flat against my chest, her lips dangerously close to mine again.
Every time we were no more than a millimeter away, she would turn her head like she wanted to kiss me at a different angle. I closed my eyes, only then feeling her lips pressed against mine. It began slow, somewhat unsure, but soon our hunger for each other grew and grew until our lips played over the others with craving.
I grasped a handful of her hair in my hand, hearing her moan into my mouth. Her left hand slid around to my lower back at the same time my automail did, her right finding its way between my neck and shoulder to grab my hair.
I shivered when I felt her leg wrap over top of mine, her knee catching behind my own to bring my leg forward. She was urgently pulling me closer to her, so it couldn�t be helped when my knee went in between her legs, pressing up against her heat.
She pulled her lips away from mine instantly and gasped loudly, her breathing becoming somewhat irregular.
I swallowed roughly as I tried to catch my breath and allow her to get over the shock. Before long, my lips found her chin and neck. I was unable to hold myself back as I began to savor in her taste and all the delighted sounds she was making.
Her fingers dug into my back every few seconds, especially on the times when I surprised her by raising my knee again. Shortly, we were both ready for more. My automail gripped the bottom of her shirt before slipping underneath. I felt her shiver and sink deeper into the bed.
I stopped kissing her for a moment, but my lips still moved against her skin.
�Gomen nasai,� I whispered, apologizing for the cold metal. She shook her head quickly and I could tell that she felt bad for trying to move away from it. I didn�t blame her, I really wouldn�t want to be touched with it either at a moment like this.
However, Winry was always different from all the rest. Maybe it was simply because she created the automail, but she didn�t mind the metal fingers crawling up her back. Still, I at least wanted to be selfish enough and feel her with my own fingers.
Carefully, I rolled over her, now keeping myself propped up with the automail. The air thickened when our breaths intermingled, our body heat radiating like a brilliant fire.
My real hand slid underneath her top, finally being able to feel her flesh. She grabbed my face and brought my lips roughly down to hers and, though I�m sure she was a bit uncertain with her next move, she spread her legs so I could rest in between them.
Though the want to touch her was great, my fingers kept their distance from her bosom. That was one of her most sacred areas and once we crossed one boundary, we were sure to cross the rest. Truthfully, I felt more comfortable with her making each step along the way, so I would know what she did and didn�t permit.
She took things into her own hands quicker than I anticipated, for she scooted her body down so my hands had no choice but to glide over her breasts. A small whimper was her response to the act, sliding down even further so push her shirt up more. I got the hint and helped her out. Sitting up, I brought her with me to make the process easier. I couldn�t help it when my hands began to tremble, especially when she tossed her shirt over her head and to the floor.
My eyes were unable to turn away from her, my face heating up into a blush. She must have noticed, because she giggled before bringing my head down to her chest. Her giggle actually made me relax, for I heard the nervousness underneath it.
Lowering herself back down to the bed, I followed slowly, my lips kissing the tops of her breasts. I savored in all the sounds she was making and I felt my member throb. The intensity surprised me. I never knew I would want her as much as I did.
Winry must have felt it also. Her legs squeezed around me to press me closer, making me become almost animalistic when I slid my tongue across her nipple, then biting it gently seconds later.
�Ohhh, Edo�� she gasped. Her mouth was so close to my ear that it felt like all the hair on my body stood on end. Knowing that she was saying my name brought me to bring our mouths together again.
She raised her arms high in the air before wrapping them around my neck. She moaned so seductively, I think she even surprised herself.
The whole time, I didn�t even realize I was keeping as quiet as possible just to hear her. She noticed it, however. Pressing her chest against mine, she was able to throw me off balance to turn and then flip me. With her now being on top, I was able to get an even better view of her. Winry seemed to tower above me, our hips almost connected if it wasn�t for the thin clothes.
Pressing her hands against my stomach, she began to slide up my chest, her body following along. My breath quickened again, that is, until her face was against mine. Then I held my breath, her eyes sparkling with delight.
When she spoke, she put her lips to my ear, making sure to nibble on it with every other word, �I want to hear you.�
Stupidly, I first thought about speaking a nonchalant sentence like: �So what do you think about all this?� Of course, that would have been almost as bad as asking about the weather. Good thing Winry knew me all too well, for she stopped me dead in my words when she pressed her hips roughly against mine.
It amazed me of all the thoughts that went through my mind in that quick instant. So this is what it felt like. All those times Mustang bragged about this woman or that and how good she was�he wasn�t kidding about the overwhelming feeling. I�m pretty sure my eyes actually blacked over for a second. I heard a groan and it actually took me a moment to figure out that I was the one that did it.
Just as my eyes were coming back into focus, I felt Winry wrap her slender hand around me. The jolt was quite electric, and I tilted my head back quickly. The sensation traveled all the way down my legs until it reached my toes, then shot back up to my chest. Soon, it felt like my whole body was one big extra sensitive area that would be forever unable to free itself from this incredible bliss.
Feeling her hand slide down with great care, I clenched my eyes shut tightly and hissed through my clenched teeth. I know I said her name, but I felt like I pushed it out. Everything was so built up inside of me, it was almost torturous pain to even begin thinking about how to release it.
My automail even clenched the sheets beneath me, but my real arm kept banging up and down, no matter how hard I tried to keep it still.
And then, just as fast as everything happened, it began to slow down, my mind unclouding and my eyes coming back to the front of my head before I opened my lids. I focused my orbs on Winry, seeing a satisfied grin playing on her lips.
My ears rang at the silence in the room, my own breathing the only thing heard. Silence was usually only loud when there was a loud noise before it, and I had to wonder how loud I actually was. I couldn�t tell if it was all in my head or not.
Winry lowered herself to my chest again, kissing me hard but quick. It was obvious that I still needed to catch my breath and the last thing we both wanted was for me to pass out.
She gave a short laugh, �That was hot, Edo.� She said, beginning to kiss me all over my face. I closed my eyes, enjoying the down moment before we continued. And I wanted to continue as soon as possible. Winry was able to make me feel something unexplainable, and I wanted her to feel the same thing.
Catching her off guard, she squealed with delight when I flipped us over so I was once again dominant.
I chuckled softly when my hands found the rim off her pajama pants. I began sliding them down immediately, her legs wiggling to help take them off. I was almost surprised that she managed to get my boxers off without me noticing, but didn�t linger on it for long. Her pants were down by her ankles by now and she just had to kick her feet a few times for them to fall over the edge.
Without thinking, I pressed myself up against her, making her cry out unexpectedly. I paused very quickly, gazing down at the slight fear in her eyes. I remembered hearing that a girl�s first time usually wasn�t the best. But remembering my vow from earlier, I swore that I would somehow magically make this the best experience of Winry�s life.
I sighed silently and backed away from her a little. I swallowed roughly as my real hand traveled down between us until it was resting on her thigh. Going as slow as I first started out, I massaged her outer thigh before going to her inner thigh, not wanting to alarm her too badly.
She moaned again when my hand was dangerously close to her sex and before either one of us knew it, my first two fingers were sliding against her. She released a sharp breath, followed by a few more when I began to penetrate her lightly.
�Eee-eedo!� She exclaimed, thrusting her hips up against my fingers. I smiled, watching all her facial expressions as she began experiencing what she put me through. I soon felt her insides getting slicker and pushed in deeply. The movement surprised her so much she actually sat herself up before falling back to the bed limply.
I removed my fingers from her and positioned myself against her entrance. My legs spread hers just a little further, hoping my metal leg didn�t bother her too much. Though, I thought with the look she had, I didn�t think very much of anything bothered her at the moment.

Forgive me. I said in my mind before pushing into her thoroughly. Her cry was suffocated when I pressed my mouth to hers. I wished at that moment that I could swallow her pain so she wouldn�t have to feel any. However, I was a realistic man and knew I could only lessen it.
My mind reverted back to the scene I accidentally stepped into with Al and Vanna. Al was constantly whispering to her, soothing her with his words.
This was going to be the hard part, I thought. Words were never really my thing. Especially words I needed right now. But I could feel Winry�s body quivering against mine and knew I had to at least try.
I released her lips, but made sure ours moved against each other as I spoke.
�I�m sorry, Winry�you know the last thing I want to do is hurt you,� she whimpered when I began to move out of her, only to push back in. I groaned, the feeling absolutely amazing. I couldn�t help but wish that Winry would just get over the ache so she could feel what I was feeling and we could begin moving with each other.
�Just don�t think about it�� I swallowed as I continued my slow motions. I didn�t think I was doing a very good job with my words, but didn�t want to give up. After all, they could be helping her.
�Focus on me. Open your eyes, Winry,� I was amazed that she did as I asked instantly. It almost scared me when I saw all the trust she held in me at that moment. I used that to make my determination stronger to not let her down.
I moved in and out of her a few more times. When I tried to speak again, my voice cracked and a moan came out instead. Man, how Al kept enough control to speak was beyond me. It was hard even to think straight.
My voice dropped down to a whisper, where I found it was easier to let out words, �Think about all the time we spent together�all the memories we created. This is going to become another memory, Winry�we have to make it a good one, right?� I chuckled lowly. When I heard her laugh meekly also, I have to say that it was the best sound I ever heard. I actually got her mind to something else, even if it was just for a moment.
Though I wanted to continue slow for her, my hips seemed to have a totally different mind as a rhythm began to pick up between us and before I knew it, I was unable to stop it.
I wanted so badly to simply get lost within Winry, to think about nothing but the pleasure. I�m sure a few minutes went by where nothing was said, but time always did go fast when I was trying to come up with something in a short amount of time.
However, the thing that brought me back down to earth was the sound of Winry�s moans. I looked down at her and saw the same expression she had on when I was teasing her with my fingers.
I let out a long breath of relief and picked up the tempo, feeling her hold onto me for dear life. Before long, our moans were battling, our voices echoing throughout the small bedroom. The magic that was surrounding us actually made me wonder if I was subconsciously using alchemy to heighten each and every feeling. It simply felt too wonderful to be real.
I wanted it to last forever, for my peak seemed to come too fast.
�Winryyy,� her name came out almost helplessly, but also like I was warning her with what was about to happen. It was amazing that I could tell she was riding the same cloud with me, for her passion picked up greatly. Sweat was dripping down our bodies and our hair clung to our faces and shoulders, but we only had our minds on one thing.
We were giving each other all we had, and somewhere in the back of my mind, the three words that Al whispered to Vanna came sliding into my mouth.
I pressed our hips together aggressively a few more times before I felt her nails dig into my back and the words roll off my tongue. That alone seemed to trigger the last bit of will power we each had, for the next thing I knew, we were gripping onto each other and letting our groans leash out with our fluids.
When it was all over, we continued to cling to one another, our breathing quite fast and irregular. The stillness in the room was never quite as hot as it was at that moment and I had a great urge to jump into a freezing cold lake.
The words I spoke still tingled on my tongue. It wasn�t until I actually said them that I realized how long it�s been since I said them to anyone. Emotions got in the way too much for me when I was constantly on the move. And though I knew I still had a mission to complete to regain my arm and leg, I felt secure enough to admit this to Winry.
When I felt our breathing slow down, I lifted my head from her neck and looked down at her. She, in turn, looked up at me and smiled brighter than I�ve ever seen her smile. It swelled my heart with joy knowing I made her this happy.
Winry reached up and cupped my cheek in her hand, the gentleness in her never being so extreme. Though, I was sure, she was more surprised by the gentleness in me. Pleasantly surprised, that is.
She kissed me softly on the lips before finally responding, �I love you, too, Edo.�
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