The Sexual Adventures of Edward and Winry
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Fullmetal Alchemist › Het - Male/Female
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Fullmetal Alchemist › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
8,624
Reviews:
18
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Full Metal Alchemist, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Self-Defense
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Author’s Notes: (I’ve decided to put these up here now.) In all my stories, both partners are at least 18 years old. It’s the only way I don’t feel dirty writing this. Needless to say, most of my fics take place after episode 51 and therefore are AU.
Summary: Ed and Winry take their show on the road. PT1: Self-Defense. ‘She was the one who had suggested that he teach her how to fight.’
The Sexual Adventures of Edward and Winry
Self-defense
“This doesn’t feel right.”
“Just relax. You’re too tense.”
“Now that’s just down-right unnatural.” Winry suppressed a giggle, knowing full well that Ed was getting fed up.
She was the one who had suggested that he teach her how to fight. Traveling with the brothers was perilous. The two seemed to easily attract trouble, so she just figured that she’d be better off learning to defend herself. After all, there were only so many times the brothers could risk their newly restored flesh to save her.
But after two hours in the mid-June heat, Ed’s temper was pushed as far as it could go by her clumsiness and…other things. Two adults, one male and one female, covered in sweat and rubbing up close to each other, made neither of them comfortable. She couldn’t help it that all she had to practice in was her mini-skirt. Occasionally, she would catch his gaze lingering on her as she practiced high kicks with him. She forgave him though, after all, she was checking out his shirtless chest when he wasn’t looking.
She felt his hands readjust themselves on her shoulders as he stood behind her. “If an attack comes from behind, you have to be able to throw them off by shifting your weight.”
“Are you callin’ me fat?!”
“Of course not! Just try it. Pivot on you left foot and bring up your right leg as you spin.” He instructed, reigning in his temper. Winry was impressed, if only Al was here right now to see his control.
“Easy for you to say, monkey boy,” she mumbled and did as he instructed.
Half-way through the turn, she felt her center of gravity shift and she flailed her arms, trying to grab onto something. That something was Edward. Her right leg was tucked into the curve of his right arm that held her up. Her left foot had almost left the ground and angled with the rest of her body. She looked like she was in the middle of a dip. If that was true, they were the two most graceless dancers in the forest.
The placement of his hands caused her to blush. The left looped around her waist, the other held her under her right thigh, the hand resting dangerously close to ‘the forbidden zone.’ She quickly pushed him away. If he noticed her embarrassment, he didn’t say anything, just stood in back of her and held her shoulders at arm’s length.
“Okay, this time, use your momentum to take you through the turn.”
‘Alright Winry, you can do this. Just stop being such a klutz and get it over with. That way, you can go back to the hotel and have a nice cold shower…’
Steeling herself, she tried again. Her foot went flying and Ed barely managed to dodge back to avoid it. Her foot hit the ground and she immediately lost her balance. Falling backwards, Ed reached out to catch her. She caught his hand but he was too good a teacher and her momentum carried them both to the grass.
They landed with a thud, scaring several flocks of birds from the trees. “Oww…” she wined.
“What did you do that for?!” Ed tried to pick himself up, and at the same time they both noticed the position they were in. Winry was flat on her back, her hands resting on his chest. Ed was sprawled in between her partially spread legs, his face only a few inches from hers.
Winry blushed and looked away. Somehow, his breathing had become very heavy. “I-I didn’t mean to-”
She was interrupted as his head swooped down to capture her lips in a kiss. His mouth was soft and the kiss was over too soon. He pulled away and looked in her eyes. It was a test. If she pushed him away, they would both go on acting like it never happened and it would go down in the very large book of things they never talked about. If she didn’t pull away…
…Visions of blond hair in the moonlight filled her head, naked bodies half covered in sheets and sweaty male shoulders pumping up and down. It took her breath away.
Her hands quickly climbed up his chest to his head, pulling him down for a voracious kiss. He made a pleased sound in the back of his throat as they angled their heads and desperately sought to bring their bodies closer.
She spread her legs wider and he began to rub himself against her. She felt his urgency and it made her body throb pleasantly. Breathlessly, she reached between their bodies and worked the clap on his belt quickly. She was very good with her hands and it succumbed easily to her nimble fingers, followed closely by his button and zipper.
She was hot, sweaty and extremely turned on. She didn’t need foreplay. She’d wanted this for years.
Apparently, he did too.
Her hands were pushed out of the way by his as he quickly pulled aside the material of her underwear. He positioned himself at her soaked entrance and nearly slammed into her.
“ED!” She cried at the sudden pleasure. She clutched at the grass beneath her as Ed moved inside her.
“Winry….you feel so good.” His voice was right next to her ear, gasping for air. “I wanted you for so long.”
Winry was too overcome to think of a reply and wrapped her legs around his waist. Her hands clutched at both flesh and blood shoulders as she cried out in pleasure. His hand grabbed her under the leg as his thrust increased in intensity.
The sun filtered through the tree canopy and she closed her eyes against it. She could still see them though, in her mind’s eye. Their mouths dueling for dominance as his body wrenched against hers. He grunted in her ear and she eagerly answered with ones of her own. She could smell the woodsy sent of the forest and the strong masculine cologne that was naturally Ed. The fabric of his pants rubbed against her legs and she could feel his belt digging into her thighs. It all just seemed to heighten the experience.
He pulled away abruptly and sat on his knees, bringing both her bent legs up to his side. Her arms went over her head, clutching for anything to hold on to. She settled for a tuft of grass and opened her eyes to one of the most erotic sights she’d ever seen.
His eyes were closed and his hair framed his face, glowing angelically in the sun. A light sheen of sweat covered his bare torso, tanned by long afternoons spent in the sun. His muscles twitched and flexed with his thrusts and she followed the line down from his belly button to where their bodies met.
She felt her whole lower body clench up at the sight of the tight muscles around his hips and abdomen. He was the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen.
He held her under the knee as he thrust wildly into her, holding her legs so close together made her feel tighter and she began to shake as her orgasm came on. “Ed, I’m coming!” Her hands pulled at the grass as she shouted out her arrival to the forest.
Ed chocked on a gasp, excited by the newly, and accidentally found, grace of her orgasm. “Yeah…Winry…” He couldn’t manage more as he too came fiercely inside her.
He collapsed on top of her as they both enjoyed the rolling aftershocks that followed.
“Ed?” She asked.
“Hmmm…”
“Do you know how to get out grass stains?”
*
Author’s notes: That’s right, for this story, I decided to give Ed back his arm and leg. Why? Because I wanted to and because I thought that it would make this story a little different.
I’ve been feeling lately like everything I write is the same. I mean, I’m running out of ways to describe sex! In that case, and because I love asking you guys stuff, we’re going to have a little pro/con survey.
First, tell me what you hate reading. What phrases, descriptions or euphemisms just make you laugh, roll your eyes, or kill the mood? Then, tell me what you like. Attention to a specific body part? Dirty language? I want to know, because this little series is going to be more PWP than my other ones. Seriously, Ed and Winry are going to get their kink on, and in public possibly.
If you don’t want to answer that’s fine, but still review, I’m addicted to reviews. It’s unhealthy.
Author’s Notes: (I’ve decided to put these up here now.) In all my stories, both partners are at least 18 years old. It’s the only way I don’t feel dirty writing this. Needless to say, most of my fics take place after episode 51 and therefore are AU.
Summary: Ed and Winry take their show on the road. PT1: Self-Defense. ‘She was the one who had suggested that he teach her how to fight.’
The Sexual Adventures of Edward and Winry
Self-defense
“This doesn’t feel right.”
“Just relax. You’re too tense.”
“Now that’s just down-right unnatural.” Winry suppressed a giggle, knowing full well that Ed was getting fed up.
She was the one who had suggested that he teach her how to fight. Traveling with the brothers was perilous. The two seemed to easily attract trouble, so she just figured that she’d be better off learning to defend herself. After all, there were only so many times the brothers could risk their newly restored flesh to save her.
But after two hours in the mid-June heat, Ed’s temper was pushed as far as it could go by her clumsiness and…other things. Two adults, one male and one female, covered in sweat and rubbing up close to each other, made neither of them comfortable. She couldn’t help it that all she had to practice in was her mini-skirt. Occasionally, she would catch his gaze lingering on her as she practiced high kicks with him. She forgave him though, after all, she was checking out his shirtless chest when he wasn’t looking.
She felt his hands readjust themselves on her shoulders as he stood behind her. “If an attack comes from behind, you have to be able to throw them off by shifting your weight.”
“Are you callin’ me fat?!”
“Of course not! Just try it. Pivot on you left foot and bring up your right leg as you spin.” He instructed, reigning in his temper. Winry was impressed, if only Al was here right now to see his control.
“Easy for you to say, monkey boy,” she mumbled and did as he instructed.
Half-way through the turn, she felt her center of gravity shift and she flailed her arms, trying to grab onto something. That something was Edward. Her right leg was tucked into the curve of his right arm that held her up. Her left foot had almost left the ground and angled with the rest of her body. She looked like she was in the middle of a dip. If that was true, they were the two most graceless dancers in the forest.
The placement of his hands caused her to blush. The left looped around her waist, the other held her under her right thigh, the hand resting dangerously close to ‘the forbidden zone.’ She quickly pushed him away. If he noticed her embarrassment, he didn’t say anything, just stood in back of her and held her shoulders at arm’s length.
“Okay, this time, use your momentum to take you through the turn.”
‘Alright Winry, you can do this. Just stop being such a klutz and get it over with. That way, you can go back to the hotel and have a nice cold shower…’
Steeling herself, she tried again. Her foot went flying and Ed barely managed to dodge back to avoid it. Her foot hit the ground and she immediately lost her balance. Falling backwards, Ed reached out to catch her. She caught his hand but he was too good a teacher and her momentum carried them both to the grass.
They landed with a thud, scaring several flocks of birds from the trees. “Oww…” she wined.
“What did you do that for?!” Ed tried to pick himself up, and at the same time they both noticed the position they were in. Winry was flat on her back, her hands resting on his chest. Ed was sprawled in between her partially spread legs, his face only a few inches from hers.
Winry blushed and looked away. Somehow, his breathing had become very heavy. “I-I didn’t mean to-”
She was interrupted as his head swooped down to capture her lips in a kiss. His mouth was soft and the kiss was over too soon. He pulled away and looked in her eyes. It was a test. If she pushed him away, they would both go on acting like it never happened and it would go down in the very large book of things they never talked about. If she didn’t pull away…
…Visions of blond hair in the moonlight filled her head, naked bodies half covered in sheets and sweaty male shoulders pumping up and down. It took her breath away.
Her hands quickly climbed up his chest to his head, pulling him down for a voracious kiss. He made a pleased sound in the back of his throat as they angled their heads and desperately sought to bring their bodies closer.
She spread her legs wider and he began to rub himself against her. She felt his urgency and it made her body throb pleasantly. Breathlessly, she reached between their bodies and worked the clap on his belt quickly. She was very good with her hands and it succumbed easily to her nimble fingers, followed closely by his button and zipper.
She was hot, sweaty and extremely turned on. She didn’t need foreplay. She’d wanted this for years.
Apparently, he did too.
Her hands were pushed out of the way by his as he quickly pulled aside the material of her underwear. He positioned himself at her soaked entrance and nearly slammed into her.
“ED!” She cried at the sudden pleasure. She clutched at the grass beneath her as Ed moved inside her.
“Winry….you feel so good.” His voice was right next to her ear, gasping for air. “I wanted you for so long.”
Winry was too overcome to think of a reply and wrapped her legs around his waist. Her hands clutched at both flesh and blood shoulders as she cried out in pleasure. His hand grabbed her under the leg as his thrust increased in intensity.
The sun filtered through the tree canopy and she closed her eyes against it. She could still see them though, in her mind’s eye. Their mouths dueling for dominance as his body wrenched against hers. He grunted in her ear and she eagerly answered with ones of her own. She could smell the woodsy sent of the forest and the strong masculine cologne that was naturally Ed. The fabric of his pants rubbed against her legs and she could feel his belt digging into her thighs. It all just seemed to heighten the experience.
He pulled away abruptly and sat on his knees, bringing both her bent legs up to his side. Her arms went over her head, clutching for anything to hold on to. She settled for a tuft of grass and opened her eyes to one of the most erotic sights she’d ever seen.
His eyes were closed and his hair framed his face, glowing angelically in the sun. A light sheen of sweat covered his bare torso, tanned by long afternoons spent in the sun. His muscles twitched and flexed with his thrusts and she followed the line down from his belly button to where their bodies met.
She felt her whole lower body clench up at the sight of the tight muscles around his hips and abdomen. He was the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen.
He held her under the knee as he thrust wildly into her, holding her legs so close together made her feel tighter and she began to shake as her orgasm came on. “Ed, I’m coming!” Her hands pulled at the grass as she shouted out her arrival to the forest.
Ed chocked on a gasp, excited by the newly, and accidentally found, grace of her orgasm. “Yeah…Winry…” He couldn’t manage more as he too came fiercely inside her.
He collapsed on top of her as they both enjoyed the rolling aftershocks that followed.
“Ed?” She asked.
“Hmmm…”
“Do you know how to get out grass stains?”
*
Author’s notes: That’s right, for this story, I decided to give Ed back his arm and leg. Why? Because I wanted to and because I thought that it would make this story a little different.
I’ve been feeling lately like everything I write is the same. I mean, I’m running out of ways to describe sex! In that case, and because I love asking you guys stuff, we’re going to have a little pro/con survey.
First, tell me what you hate reading. What phrases, descriptions or euphemisms just make you laugh, roll your eyes, or kill the mood? Then, tell me what you like. Attention to a specific body part? Dirty language? I want to know, because this little series is going to be more PWP than my other ones. Seriously, Ed and Winry are going to get their kink on, and in public possibly.
If you don’t want to answer that’s fine, but still review, I’m addicted to reviews. It’s unhealthy.