Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Full Metal Alchemist Somewhere between Science and Alchemy ❯ Part Four- The Promise ( Chapter 4 )
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By: Nursie 
Ed relives the promise he made to Winry the last night he saw her before vanishing behind the gate.
Anime/Manga: Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 10.15.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.8K | Visits: 454 | Status: Work In Progress
Ed relives the promise he made to Winry the last night he saw her before vanishing behind the gate.
Anime/Manga: Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 10.15.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.8K | Visits: 454 | Status: Work In Progress
Part Four-
‘The Promise’
Hoenhime Elric yawned as he stood behind his older son. The past week Edward had been quite different than he was the first several months he had been with him. He was pleased with the change in his son and wondered what had brought it about so suddenly. It was a wonderful change though… He was beginning to fear that Ed was slowly and very adamantly trying to kill himself. If he kept drinking the Laudanum the way he had been… Hoenhime was certain he would come home to a deceased child.
He would do anything for Edward and Al… Trisha gave him the most wonderful family. His only regret was leaving them. Ironic how Edward ended up on the other side of the gate here with him and Alphonse did not. And then there was Envy…. His mortal sin. One he would have to live with until the body he inhabited rotted away finally. He hadn’t located the homunculus as of yet but he knew he was out there and he was sure Ed did as well. He could be anybody or anything which meant he needed to stay on his guard which was why he regretfully neglected the pain he knew that Ed was in. So many sleepless nights coming home to him passed out intoxicated on the kitchen floor. Sometimes he made it to his bedroom other times the staircase but he blamed himself for Ed’s current state of distress. Although he was thrilled for the chance to try and get to know his son, Hoenhime wanted him to be happy and he knew that Edward would not be happy without Alphonse… or Miss Rockbell. He wasn’t fooling himself about his son’s relationship with the pretty young woman and in a lot of ways she reminded him of his own wife Trisha. He sighed as he thought of her, reached out and squeezed Ed’s right shoulder. Feeling the auto mail, he knew instinctively that the young lady had made it especially for his son. The Rockbell’s were very talented with their auto mail, however, the metal used for Ed’s limbs was crafted solely by this mechanical genius of a girl and he had no doubt that it was made with a lot of hard work and unconditional love.
Silently, he thanked Winry for making such fine mechanical limbs for Edward, knowing that they had saved his life on more than one occasion. With a soft smile, he glanced over the books Ed had piled on the table. Nodding his head knowingly, he picked up a throw blanket on a nearby chair and wrapped it around Ed’s shoulders.
If anyone could find their way home across the gate, then he knew Ed could do so. And, if Alphonse was helping on the other end… well, he didn’t know how much longer he would have his son with him.
He would be sad to see him leave, but once Edward had the chance to go home, then Hoenhime would insist that he go. He didn’t belong in this world without alchemy or Alphonse… but perhaps most of all, without Winry Rockbell.
Looking at the clock hanging on the wall, he yawned again, stretched and took a step towards the staircase leading to the bedrooms. Deciding to leave the small candle lamp burning in case Ed were to wake up to do more reading, he quickly made his way to his room.
Sighing, he decided finding Ed passed out from exhaustion with his nose in a book was much better than finding him drowning his feelings in booze.
Edward felt the blanket engulf his shoulders. Sleepily, he grabbed it, holding it around him with the metal hand that had fallen lazily into his lap. He opened one eye curiously but found it too hard to keep that way and immediately drifted back to sleep. If he had known that the memories would flood his thoughts again, he probably would have forced himself awake. But as it was, they were the only way Ed could see Winry from where he was so instead of dreading bits and pieces of that night to engulf his brain, he welcomed them. Instead of only seeing a little of the memory, he would focus his thoughts on everything… every word, sight, thought, smell and action. Since he had stopped drowning out the memories, his mind would replay fragments for him during his sleeping hours but never did it allow him to replay the whole thing and if he couldn’t touch her, he sure as hell wanted to remember touching her. His thoughts fought him at first but tonight he actually got lucky. The memory as if replaying like one of those motion pictures that were becoming so popular, started at what Ed found to be the beginning of the night and instead of bits of strung together out of order memories… his mind gave him a rather clear vantage point almost as if allowing him to relive his night with her… he could only hope that he wasn’t woken up or disturbed from his slumber. He groaned inwardly at the thought as he heard Winry’s voice echo through his mind as if standing right behind him…
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“Edward?” She asked searching his amber eyes and feeling her heart skip a beat at the intensity she saw there. “What does this mean?” She managed to ask between his kisses.
“I love you Winry… I didn’t want to leave again without telling you,”
Ed kicked her bedroom door open gently with one steel toe boot.
“I’m afraid Ed.”
“Afraid? Of me?” Ed asked softly. “I’ve never kissed anyone like I just kissed you or anything like that. If anyone should be nervous, it’s me. I’m the one stealing borrowed time here. What if I do something wrong?”
“That’s not it Edward. I want you to touch me, to hold me… and all that other stuff I’ve heard about, I’m just scared that if I tell you those words… you won’t ever come back.”
Ed sighed, bit his lip and brushed a strand of her yellow hair from her chest, the palm of his hand grazing her flesh sending a signal straight to his pants. He rested his hand on her cheek ignoring how uncomfortable he was becoming. “If I promise to come home to you Winry… would that ease your mind some?”
“You mean you’ll come home to stay… you and Al… no more running off to do the military’s bidding.” She asked in a near whisper but it hit Ed’s heart just the same. She felt her would be lover tense up slightly at the weight of such a promise. “Would you marry me Edward? Like when we were five and played house where I was always the mom and you the dad? Can you make that promise Edward? Cause if you can’t I understand, I have to don’t I?”
“There isn’t anything in this world or the next that I would rather do is come home to you with Al in tow. But I don’t want to play house with you Winry. If you’d have me, I’d marry you for real.”
“Oh… Edward…. Do you promise that you’ll come home?”
“I’ll find the prettiest ring in all of Central. But for now, I don’t want anyone hurting you to get to me…”
“I understand Ed… and I love you.”
He felt his heart stop beating as her words crossed her lips. His body almost rigid at the actual meaning of what he was doing. He knew better than to make such a promise to her… Let alone allowing her to speak those three little words. For such a small sentence, it was a heavy endearment and the fear of what could happen settled into his stomach. He shouldn’t have said it.
~What the fuck is with you Ed!~ He screamed at himself. ~How could you do that to her. You may love her, but you have a sorry way of showing her. ~ He frowned at himself feeling Winry’s face against his neck as he slowly crossed the wooden floor of her room. Knowing full well that he could have just made the emptiest promise ever uttered. His conscience, or whatever the hell it was annoyed him intensely and he hated himself for needing this moment so badly. Taking a deep breath and balancing Winry’s weight in his arms, he very sternly told his inner voice to shut up. After a brief silence, he could hear it one last time ring through his skull. ~ You have only yourself to blame when you don’t come back. ~
Edward growled at the last thought running through his head. Realizing that Winry probably heard him, he placed her softly on the end of her bed shedding his crimson red overcoat and black jacket standing before her in his sleeveless black shirt, hoping that she had mistaken his inward growl as some sort of pleasurable moan.
Winry looked up at him, not able to see one side of his face because of the angle he held his head and the long golden hair that hid one of his amber eyes. Silently, she tilted her face up towards him, her body trembling slightly with anticipation.
Ed raised his arm the back of his head scratching nervously, while placing his negative thoughts out of his mind. He planted a goofy look on his face.
“You have me here now… what are you going to do with me?” He teased, before brushing his hair away from his face with the same hand.
Their eyes locked once his face was visible and he could feel his heart jump into his throat wishing he had left his bangs to hang. Her beautiful blue eyes saw through him and his anxiety grew as he tried to control his body.
“Edward?” Winry’s voice was small and questioning. “Is something wrong. Are you having second thoughts? I know you‘ve encountered more worldly women and much prettier ones at that…” She sounded sad.
His first thought was to rush up to her and grab her. He crossed the floor between them and felt her rest her head on his stomach. His breathing hitched in his chest as he moved his arms to her shoulders gently. Slowly, he began to crouch down bringing her face even with his.
Catching his breath, he fell forward resting on his knees as she leaned low sitting on the end of the bed. “No, Winry, I could never have second thoughts about you.” His hands moved from her shoulders to her face and he leaned in kissing her lightly on the mouth. He felt her breath on his face as he rested his forehead on hers. Swallowing hard, he started to kiss her again, putting a bit more force into it. She fell backwards onto her bed laying flat on her back as Edward crawled up her body, hovering above her.
For the first time since entering her room, he noticed she had two small lamps burning and could see through the thinning material of her night dress. The pink of her skin showing through the flimsy linen as well as the breeze blowing through the open window, brought his eyes to her chest. Groaning, he leaned his weight on his auto mail arm at her left shoulder. He felt his pants tightening against his swelling arousal and wanted nothing more than to take her hardened pink flesh into his mouth as well as unfasten his pants at the same time. He hated complicated decisions… he usually did everything he could to keep them simple. He was finding that they were becoming more and more frequent no matter what he decided. Mostly he didn’t have time to think about what he was doing and since he wasn’t used to trying to make up his mind, he grew flustered as he found himself even more indecisive.
He felt a small touch at his waist as he realized that his body had made up his mind for him. His index finger traced the round pink flesh of her breast showing through the fabric. Bending down, he touched her mouth with his tongue feeling her pull upward on his black shirt. Understanding what she meant to do, he sat up on his knees between her legs and grabbed the offensive material sticking to his heated body, and pulled it up and over his head from the scruff of the neck. Taking off clothes he could manage. That part was easy. He threw it behind him somewhere and looked down at her beneath him. The vision made the blood rush faster straight down into his already hardening flesh and he grumbled at the way it felt against the zipper.
The night dress was falling from her shoulder and he could almost see the wonderful view of her breast without the cover of her clothing.
Seeing the amber of his eyes almost turn red with what Winry could only describe as desire, she turned her head away shyly as he caught her eye.
He brought his hand to the tented material barely covering her left nipple that was starting to peak out of the neckline of the flimsy night dress and lightly touched it with his finger, circling it softly with the tip of his finger wanting to bend down and place it in his mouth. Seeing her look away from him, he bit his lip nervously, maybe he wasn‘t supposed to do that. He suddenly felt totally naked without his shirt and the painfully hard bulge straining at his zipper and he was the one with most of his clothing still on. A simple yet life altering action which is what kept him hesitating taking a deep breath the alchemist begged God to help control the feelings welling up inside of him.
But her hair smelled of lilacs and rose, as it fanned out under her. Her linen night dress was practically transparent, and was riding up her inner thigh in just a way to make him think truly unclean thoughts but the fact that the neckline of said garment was now falling down her left shoulder exposing her breast to him fully was what undid the last of his resolve. He squeezed his eyes shut in a failed attempt to calm down.
“This isn’t working.” He muttered not expecting Winry to hear him.
She responded questioning him once more. “What isn’t working.”
Ed suddenly found his bangs hanging once more in his line of vision but this time he blew them upward revealing a wickedly amusing grin. Winry swore she saw Ed’s eyes flash fire when she finally saw his eyes but was startled from her thoughts when she heard the forced clap of Ed’s hands together.
The light was bright blue and he held his hands together as if praying. His eyes were closed once more and Winry watched him closely confused. She started to call his name softly until she felt his hands touch the garment keeping him from what he desired most at that moment.
The night dress fell apart at the seams, landing under and around Winry as if retired old rags. His auto mail hand reached for hers and curled their fingers together as he bent painfully slow down towards the object of his need.
In all of Edward Elric’s seventeen years, he had never truly seen a naked woman beneath him and he had never touched the curve of such a wonderful creation on purpose… He had once grabbed Psiren on accident but that was because he couldn’t see where he had put his hand and he had been thoroughly embarrassed afterward. Had he any more knowledge, he might have gotten a better idea of how to go about this whole thing but instead, Ed just lowered his head and took her peaking nipple to his mouth and started swirling it with his tongue as he applied a gentle suction causing it to pull upwards into his mouth as he pulled his head up slightly to gauge Winry’s response.
The gasp had been one thing, the second his tongue touched her heated flesh but the suction had her eyes rolling backwards as she tried to push her chest closer into his mouth. She tasted unbelievable he decided as the mixture of whatever soap and lotion she used mingled with the natural elements of her skin around her nipple all meshed together in a sweetness that filled his senses. He suddenly switched to the other side getting the same response but also noticing a slight musky smell in the air as Winry tried effortlessly to get him to take more of her into his mouth. He lifted his head. That wasn’t what he was smelling, the taste of her skin was like strawberries and honey and that strange combination just turned him on more but that scent was doing something to him that he couldn’t explain. He had never known Winry to wear perfume before and he hadn’t smelled it on her when he carried her up to her room. Suddenly he was overwhelmed with the complete animalistic need to taste every part of her, his only concern was whether or not she would let him.
Pushing himself up on his arms, he leveled his face with hers looking down on her lovingly, his eyes reinforcing promises that he knew one day his body might not be able to keep. But he was here now, and she was laying beneath him naked, well, almost naked, he hadn’t trans-mutated her underwear to shreds at least not yet. The more he looked at her, the more she wiggled under him grazing his hardened shaft trapped within the leather confines of his pants. He growled loudly as the arousal hit him hard. His control was fading fast even more so than when he gave into his need to release himself in frustration when he was alone in the military dorms. Something else was working on him now. The scent was intoxicating. Leaning in towards her face he kissed her long and hard. Their tongues mashing together clumsily slowly working into a rhythm.
“Winry…” He whispered huskily, his throat dry and his patience virtually nonexistent. She looked up at him as he broke from their heated kiss feeling moisture building between her thighs.
“What are you doing to me Ed? I feel absolutely breathless.” She gasped.
“You’re so breathtaking…” He answered running the back of his hand down her face. He kissed her again, hard trying to show her in that kiss what her body was doing to his. “I want you so badly.” He managed to say between breaths as they kissed. “Do you trust me?” He asked pulling her bottom lip between his teeth.
“Of course I trust you Edward.” She managed to get out as her chest heaved as she tried to catch the breath that Ed had stolen.
He grinned wickedly again. Quickly he unbuttoned his pants and pulled down the zipper. In less than a second he was wearing only his blue boxers and auto mail limbs. He groaned at the removal of his pants. Finally free of the unfriendly confines his boxers didn’t hide much.
Those words were all he needed as he sat up on his knees. He glanced at her watching him through heavy lidded eyes but he did not do what she expected of him at least not quite yet.
Grabbing her hips, he pulled her closer. His fingers running along the edges of her panties. The source of that arousing scent hit him hard in the air as he ran his hand down her thighs to her knees bending them so that each leg was bent on each side of his own hips. His hands never left her body, running back up towards the top of her undergarments, however, his flesh hand just had to touch something along the way up. His finger was timid at first, he hadn’t a clue as to where he had picked up his new found brashness but when his index finger slid along the wetness that now was plainly visible through her cotton panties.
Ed caught her eyes as they kept diverting to his lap. Smiling sneakily, he leaned in and kissed her, opening his mouth on hers and tentatively touching his tongue to her bottom lip until he felt her push her body into his hand that he had his finger trailing along the wetness. Finding every time he touched that one spot completely hidden from him, he felt her jerk against him hard and stifling a moan as he kissed her. She was breathing rather vigorously when he pulled away from her but the skin on skin contact of her breast with his firm upper body, although an incredible feeling, just caused pure and total chaos behind his usual plain old blue boxers. He smirked as if reading her mind, knowing that she had to be wondering about it since it seemed to be what she was interested in seeing the most.
“You know… even us short guys catch a break in some areas.” He teased and Winry’s eyes grew wide with confusion.
“And that means?” She asked him as she leaned into him, the palm of his hand finally taking her breast in his hand.
“It means that you’ll have to wait and see now doesn’t it. There are a few things I need to do before I…” He leaned in and placed open mouth kisses on her mouth as he finished his thought. “Before I show you what I mean.”
She nodded her agreement but it didn’t stop her from running her hand down his stomach and resting it directly on his hardened flesh. “Is this alright.” She asked innocently but the look in her eye told Ed different.
“Sweetheart, as long as they stay on for just a bit longer and that’s for your own good… I don’t care if you put your hands inside them, out side them or nowhere near it. I just think we need that extra barrier until we know we are actually ready for this.” He was trying to sound responsible at least. He had to give himself credit for that… however, he probably should have told her to keep her hands above the waist at this point. He was already growing impatient with the excitement building under her touch. He swallowed the knot in his throat trying to calm himself.
“Ed, you don’t have to worry. I want this… don’t you?”
He groaned again clenching his teeth. “You have no idea how much.” He moved his auto mail arm leaning it on her left side at her shoulder putting most of his upper body weight on the metal, knowing he had more endurance and was able to hold his weight for a longer period of time. He inched up her body and seemed to float above her, squaring his face with hers.
~ Stop trying to think about everything and just relax …~ Ed scolded himself silently.
~ Do what ever comes to you… Just make sure not to worry her with your constant schizophrenia.~ He paused trying to shake the thoughts in his mind.
~You think way too much Elric… ~ He thought to himself, as the electricity in the air around them seemed to hint at something bigger than both of them. Without any delay, Ed's lips descended onto Winry's barely touching them at first. He found that the anxiety of not knowing what exactly he was supposed to do caused him to catch her bottom lip instead of her full mouth, but he kept kissing her, trying to keep her from noticing that he hadn‘t done it purposely.
After realizing that she wasn’t complaining, he opened his mouth on hers, feeling her respond to him in several ways. Her kisses had become more confident, and she didn‘t complain about the grasp his hand had on her breast. He held it gently, feeling his way around it. He found himself brushing his tongue on her bottom lip where he had started the kiss. Softly, he pulled her bottom lip with him as he pulled back to look her in the eyes. They were still closed, but he couldn't mistake the look on her face as they fluttered open.
"Ed?" she smiling up from under him. "Why did you... stop?"
“I just wanted to see your face for a moment is all. I’ve never seen that look on your face. I just wondered why you close your eyes when you kiss me.”
“Well, I guess because this is like a dream and to feel you so close to me, it’s almost a sensory overload. I’ve never felt so safe with any one in my whole life. I know you are very worried about Alphonse and getting your leg and arm back and while I don’t give a rat’s ass if you get your arm and leg back, I know that Al deserves his body back. I’m just afraid of what will happen when you go to do it. You are my heart Edward Elric, and I can’t make auto mail to fix that if it gets broken.” She looked almost as if she wanted to cry.
Ed could hear the worry in her voice and he wanted to throw that damn wrench at himself. Suddenly, he felt a shiver down his spine. Why did he have to go and tell her how he felt. Now, if something happens to him… he knew the consequences would not be good. He didn’t want to see her unhappy in any way. His heart thudded in his chest and he let out his breath silently, closing his own eyes, trying to think of something to say that would tell her that he meant it when he promised her he’d be coming home with Al.
Winry sensed the sudden change in his behavior and felt a sharp stab in the left side of her chest as if a knife had pierced it. Watching as they opened slowly, she held his eye, seeing the different emotions play out in them. She ran her hands from his boxers and up his back, finally bringing them around to the front of him to cradle his face in her hands, trying to read what ever he had hidden in his golden eyes.
He started tracing her lower lip with his thumb. "You out of all people know that I have a lot going on… I hate being a dog of the military and that stupid stone could seriously be more dangerous to Al than I ever thought. You and Al more or less are the reason I am still alive today. If not for your auto mail I wouldn’t be around right now to tell you how important you are to me. I don’t know what I would do without you both. It’s the reason I keep going. I couldn't live in a world without you. I wouldn‘t want to… I may never see you again after tonight.” She looked away, knowing her words were true no matter what Ed tried to convince her of.
He pushed her cheek, straightening her head so he could see her face. “I love you.” Was all he said as he watched her face letting himself sink into her sapphire eyes.
To be continued…
Part Five- Consummation
‘The Promise’
Hoenhime Elric yawned as he stood behind his older son. The past week Edward had been quite different than he was the first several months he had been with him. He was pleased with the change in his son and wondered what had brought it about so suddenly. It was a wonderful change though… He was beginning to fear that Ed was slowly and very adamantly trying to kill himself. If he kept drinking the Laudanum the way he had been… Hoenhime was certain he would come home to a deceased child.
He would do anything for Edward and Al… Trisha gave him the most wonderful family. His only regret was leaving them. Ironic how Edward ended up on the other side of the gate here with him and Alphonse did not. And then there was Envy…. His mortal sin. One he would have to live with until the body he inhabited rotted away finally. He hadn’t located the homunculus as of yet but he knew he was out there and he was sure Ed did as well. He could be anybody or anything which meant he needed to stay on his guard which was why he regretfully neglected the pain he knew that Ed was in. So many sleepless nights coming home to him passed out intoxicated on the kitchen floor. Sometimes he made it to his bedroom other times the staircase but he blamed himself for Ed’s current state of distress. Although he was thrilled for the chance to try and get to know his son, Hoenhime wanted him to be happy and he knew that Edward would not be happy without Alphonse… or Miss Rockbell. He wasn’t fooling himself about his son’s relationship with the pretty young woman and in a lot of ways she reminded him of his own wife Trisha. He sighed as he thought of her, reached out and squeezed Ed’s right shoulder. Feeling the auto mail, he knew instinctively that the young lady had made it especially for his son. The Rockbell’s were very talented with their auto mail, however, the metal used for Ed’s limbs was crafted solely by this mechanical genius of a girl and he had no doubt that it was made with a lot of hard work and unconditional love.
Silently, he thanked Winry for making such fine mechanical limbs for Edward, knowing that they had saved his life on more than one occasion. With a soft smile, he glanced over the books Ed had piled on the table. Nodding his head knowingly, he picked up a throw blanket on a nearby chair and wrapped it around Ed’s shoulders.
If anyone could find their way home across the gate, then he knew Ed could do so. And, if Alphonse was helping on the other end… well, he didn’t know how much longer he would have his son with him.
He would be sad to see him leave, but once Edward had the chance to go home, then Hoenhime would insist that he go. He didn’t belong in this world without alchemy or Alphonse… but perhaps most of all, without Winry Rockbell.
Looking at the clock hanging on the wall, he yawned again, stretched and took a step towards the staircase leading to the bedrooms. Deciding to leave the small candle lamp burning in case Ed were to wake up to do more reading, he quickly made his way to his room.
Sighing, he decided finding Ed passed out from exhaustion with his nose in a book was much better than finding him drowning his feelings in booze.
Edward felt the blanket engulf his shoulders. Sleepily, he grabbed it, holding it around him with the metal hand that had fallen lazily into his lap. He opened one eye curiously but found it too hard to keep that way and immediately drifted back to sleep. If he had known that the memories would flood his thoughts again, he probably would have forced himself awake. But as it was, they were the only way Ed could see Winry from where he was so instead of dreading bits and pieces of that night to engulf his brain, he welcomed them. Instead of only seeing a little of the memory, he would focus his thoughts on everything… every word, sight, thought, smell and action. Since he had stopped drowning out the memories, his mind would replay fragments for him during his sleeping hours but never did it allow him to replay the whole thing and if he couldn’t touch her, he sure as hell wanted to remember touching her. His thoughts fought him at first but tonight he actually got lucky. The memory as if replaying like one of those motion pictures that were becoming so popular, started at what Ed found to be the beginning of the night and instead of bits of strung together out of order memories… his mind gave him a rather clear vantage point almost as if allowing him to relive his night with her… he could only hope that he wasn’t woken up or disturbed from his slumber. He groaned inwardly at the thought as he heard Winry’s voice echo through his mind as if standing right behind him…
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“Edward?” She asked searching his amber eyes and feeling her heart skip a beat at the intensity she saw there. “What does this mean?” She managed to ask between his kisses.
“I love you Winry… I didn’t want to leave again without telling you,”
Ed kicked her bedroom door open gently with one steel toe boot.
“I’m afraid Ed.”
“Afraid? Of me?” Ed asked softly. “I’ve never kissed anyone like I just kissed you or anything like that. If anyone should be nervous, it’s me. I’m the one stealing borrowed time here. What if I do something wrong?”
“That’s not it Edward. I want you to touch me, to hold me… and all that other stuff I’ve heard about, I’m just scared that if I tell you those words… you won’t ever come back.”
Ed sighed, bit his lip and brushed a strand of her yellow hair from her chest, the palm of his hand grazing her flesh sending a signal straight to his pants. He rested his hand on her cheek ignoring how uncomfortable he was becoming. “If I promise to come home to you Winry… would that ease your mind some?”
“You mean you’ll come home to stay… you and Al… no more running off to do the military’s bidding.” She asked in a near whisper but it hit Ed’s heart just the same. She felt her would be lover tense up slightly at the weight of such a promise. “Would you marry me Edward? Like when we were five and played house where I was always the mom and you the dad? Can you make that promise Edward? Cause if you can’t I understand, I have to don’t I?”
“There isn’t anything in this world or the next that I would rather do is come home to you with Al in tow. But I don’t want to play house with you Winry. If you’d have me, I’d marry you for real.”
“Oh… Edward…. Do you promise that you’ll come home?”
“I’ll find the prettiest ring in all of Central. But for now, I don’t want anyone hurting you to get to me…”
“I understand Ed… and I love you.”
He felt his heart stop beating as her words crossed her lips. His body almost rigid at the actual meaning of what he was doing. He knew better than to make such a promise to her… Let alone allowing her to speak those three little words. For such a small sentence, it was a heavy endearment and the fear of what could happen settled into his stomach. He shouldn’t have said it.
~What the fuck is with you Ed!~ He screamed at himself. ~How could you do that to her. You may love her, but you have a sorry way of showing her. ~ He frowned at himself feeling Winry’s face against his neck as he slowly crossed the wooden floor of her room. Knowing full well that he could have just made the emptiest promise ever uttered. His conscience, or whatever the hell it was annoyed him intensely and he hated himself for needing this moment so badly. Taking a deep breath and balancing Winry’s weight in his arms, he very sternly told his inner voice to shut up. After a brief silence, he could hear it one last time ring through his skull. ~ You have only yourself to blame when you don’t come back. ~
Edward growled at the last thought running through his head. Realizing that Winry probably heard him, he placed her softly on the end of her bed shedding his crimson red overcoat and black jacket standing before her in his sleeveless black shirt, hoping that she had mistaken his inward growl as some sort of pleasurable moan.
Winry looked up at him, not able to see one side of his face because of the angle he held his head and the long golden hair that hid one of his amber eyes. Silently, she tilted her face up towards him, her body trembling slightly with anticipation.
Ed raised his arm the back of his head scratching nervously, while placing his negative thoughts out of his mind. He planted a goofy look on his face.
“You have me here now… what are you going to do with me?” He teased, before brushing his hair away from his face with the same hand.
Their eyes locked once his face was visible and he could feel his heart jump into his throat wishing he had left his bangs to hang. Her beautiful blue eyes saw through him and his anxiety grew as he tried to control his body.
“Edward?” Winry’s voice was small and questioning. “Is something wrong. Are you having second thoughts? I know you‘ve encountered more worldly women and much prettier ones at that…” She sounded sad.
His first thought was to rush up to her and grab her. He crossed the floor between them and felt her rest her head on his stomach. His breathing hitched in his chest as he moved his arms to her shoulders gently. Slowly, he began to crouch down bringing her face even with his.
Catching his breath, he fell forward resting on his knees as she leaned low sitting on the end of the bed. “No, Winry, I could never have second thoughts about you.” His hands moved from her shoulders to her face and he leaned in kissing her lightly on the mouth. He felt her breath on his face as he rested his forehead on hers. Swallowing hard, he started to kiss her again, putting a bit more force into it. She fell backwards onto her bed laying flat on her back as Edward crawled up her body, hovering above her.
For the first time since entering her room, he noticed she had two small lamps burning and could see through the thinning material of her night dress. The pink of her skin showing through the flimsy linen as well as the breeze blowing through the open window, brought his eyes to her chest. Groaning, he leaned his weight on his auto mail arm at her left shoulder. He felt his pants tightening against his swelling arousal and wanted nothing more than to take her hardened pink flesh into his mouth as well as unfasten his pants at the same time. He hated complicated decisions… he usually did everything he could to keep them simple. He was finding that they were becoming more and more frequent no matter what he decided. Mostly he didn’t have time to think about what he was doing and since he wasn’t used to trying to make up his mind, he grew flustered as he found himself even more indecisive.
He felt a small touch at his waist as he realized that his body had made up his mind for him. His index finger traced the round pink flesh of her breast showing through the fabric. Bending down, he touched her mouth with his tongue feeling her pull upward on his black shirt. Understanding what she meant to do, he sat up on his knees between her legs and grabbed the offensive material sticking to his heated body, and pulled it up and over his head from the scruff of the neck. Taking off clothes he could manage. That part was easy. He threw it behind him somewhere and looked down at her beneath him. The vision made the blood rush faster straight down into his already hardening flesh and he grumbled at the way it felt against the zipper.
The night dress was falling from her shoulder and he could almost see the wonderful view of her breast without the cover of her clothing.
Seeing the amber of his eyes almost turn red with what Winry could only describe as desire, she turned her head away shyly as he caught her eye.
He brought his hand to the tented material barely covering her left nipple that was starting to peak out of the neckline of the flimsy night dress and lightly touched it with his finger, circling it softly with the tip of his finger wanting to bend down and place it in his mouth. Seeing her look away from him, he bit his lip nervously, maybe he wasn‘t supposed to do that. He suddenly felt totally naked without his shirt and the painfully hard bulge straining at his zipper and he was the one with most of his clothing still on. A simple yet life altering action which is what kept him hesitating taking a deep breath the alchemist begged God to help control the feelings welling up inside of him.
But her hair smelled of lilacs and rose, as it fanned out under her. Her linen night dress was practically transparent, and was riding up her inner thigh in just a way to make him think truly unclean thoughts but the fact that the neckline of said garment was now falling down her left shoulder exposing her breast to him fully was what undid the last of his resolve. He squeezed his eyes shut in a failed attempt to calm down.
“This isn’t working.” He muttered not expecting Winry to hear him.
She responded questioning him once more. “What isn’t working.”
Ed suddenly found his bangs hanging once more in his line of vision but this time he blew them upward revealing a wickedly amusing grin. Winry swore she saw Ed’s eyes flash fire when she finally saw his eyes but was startled from her thoughts when she heard the forced clap of Ed’s hands together.
The light was bright blue and he held his hands together as if praying. His eyes were closed once more and Winry watched him closely confused. She started to call his name softly until she felt his hands touch the garment keeping him from what he desired most at that moment.
The night dress fell apart at the seams, landing under and around Winry as if retired old rags. His auto mail hand reached for hers and curled their fingers together as he bent painfully slow down towards the object of his need.
In all of Edward Elric’s seventeen years, he had never truly seen a naked woman beneath him and he had never touched the curve of such a wonderful creation on purpose… He had once grabbed Psiren on accident but that was because he couldn’t see where he had put his hand and he had been thoroughly embarrassed afterward. Had he any more knowledge, he might have gotten a better idea of how to go about this whole thing but instead, Ed just lowered his head and took her peaking nipple to his mouth and started swirling it with his tongue as he applied a gentle suction causing it to pull upwards into his mouth as he pulled his head up slightly to gauge Winry’s response.
The gasp had been one thing, the second his tongue touched her heated flesh but the suction had her eyes rolling backwards as she tried to push her chest closer into his mouth. She tasted unbelievable he decided as the mixture of whatever soap and lotion she used mingled with the natural elements of her skin around her nipple all meshed together in a sweetness that filled his senses. He suddenly switched to the other side getting the same response but also noticing a slight musky smell in the air as Winry tried effortlessly to get him to take more of her into his mouth. He lifted his head. That wasn’t what he was smelling, the taste of her skin was like strawberries and honey and that strange combination just turned him on more but that scent was doing something to him that he couldn’t explain. He had never known Winry to wear perfume before and he hadn’t smelled it on her when he carried her up to her room. Suddenly he was overwhelmed with the complete animalistic need to taste every part of her, his only concern was whether or not she would let him.
Pushing himself up on his arms, he leveled his face with hers looking down on her lovingly, his eyes reinforcing promises that he knew one day his body might not be able to keep. But he was here now, and she was laying beneath him naked, well, almost naked, he hadn’t trans-mutated her underwear to shreds at least not yet. The more he looked at her, the more she wiggled under him grazing his hardened shaft trapped within the leather confines of his pants. He growled loudly as the arousal hit him hard. His control was fading fast even more so than when he gave into his need to release himself in frustration when he was alone in the military dorms. Something else was working on him now. The scent was intoxicating. Leaning in towards her face he kissed her long and hard. Their tongues mashing together clumsily slowly working into a rhythm.
“Winry…” He whispered huskily, his throat dry and his patience virtually nonexistent. She looked up at him as he broke from their heated kiss feeling moisture building between her thighs.
“What are you doing to me Ed? I feel absolutely breathless.” She gasped.
“You’re so breathtaking…” He answered running the back of his hand down her face. He kissed her again, hard trying to show her in that kiss what her body was doing to his. “I want you so badly.” He managed to say between breaths as they kissed. “Do you trust me?” He asked pulling her bottom lip between his teeth.
“Of course I trust you Edward.” She managed to get out as her chest heaved as she tried to catch the breath that Ed had stolen.
He grinned wickedly again. Quickly he unbuttoned his pants and pulled down the zipper. In less than a second he was wearing only his blue boxers and auto mail limbs. He groaned at the removal of his pants. Finally free of the unfriendly confines his boxers didn’t hide much.
Those words were all he needed as he sat up on his knees. He glanced at her watching him through heavy lidded eyes but he did not do what she expected of him at least not quite yet.
Grabbing her hips, he pulled her closer. His fingers running along the edges of her panties. The source of that arousing scent hit him hard in the air as he ran his hand down her thighs to her knees bending them so that each leg was bent on each side of his own hips. His hands never left her body, running back up towards the top of her undergarments, however, his flesh hand just had to touch something along the way up. His finger was timid at first, he hadn’t a clue as to where he had picked up his new found brashness but when his index finger slid along the wetness that now was plainly visible through her cotton panties.
Ed caught her eyes as they kept diverting to his lap. Smiling sneakily, he leaned in and kissed her, opening his mouth on hers and tentatively touching his tongue to her bottom lip until he felt her push her body into his hand that he had his finger trailing along the wetness. Finding every time he touched that one spot completely hidden from him, he felt her jerk against him hard and stifling a moan as he kissed her. She was breathing rather vigorously when he pulled away from her but the skin on skin contact of her breast with his firm upper body, although an incredible feeling, just caused pure and total chaos behind his usual plain old blue boxers. He smirked as if reading her mind, knowing that she had to be wondering about it since it seemed to be what she was interested in seeing the most.
“You know… even us short guys catch a break in some areas.” He teased and Winry’s eyes grew wide with confusion.
“And that means?” She asked him as she leaned into him, the palm of his hand finally taking her breast in his hand.
“It means that you’ll have to wait and see now doesn’t it. There are a few things I need to do before I…” He leaned in and placed open mouth kisses on her mouth as he finished his thought. “Before I show you what I mean.”
She nodded her agreement but it didn’t stop her from running her hand down his stomach and resting it directly on his hardened flesh. “Is this alright.” She asked innocently but the look in her eye told Ed different.
“Sweetheart, as long as they stay on for just a bit longer and that’s for your own good… I don’t care if you put your hands inside them, out side them or nowhere near it. I just think we need that extra barrier until we know we are actually ready for this.” He was trying to sound responsible at least. He had to give himself credit for that… however, he probably should have told her to keep her hands above the waist at this point. He was already growing impatient with the excitement building under her touch. He swallowed the knot in his throat trying to calm himself.
“Ed, you don’t have to worry. I want this… don’t you?”
He groaned again clenching his teeth. “You have no idea how much.” He moved his auto mail arm leaning it on her left side at her shoulder putting most of his upper body weight on the metal, knowing he had more endurance and was able to hold his weight for a longer period of time. He inched up her body and seemed to float above her, squaring his face with hers.
~ Stop trying to think about everything and just relax …~ Ed scolded himself silently.
~ Do what ever comes to you… Just make sure not to worry her with your constant schizophrenia.~ He paused trying to shake the thoughts in his mind.
~You think way too much Elric… ~ He thought to himself, as the electricity in the air around them seemed to hint at something bigger than both of them. Without any delay, Ed's lips descended onto Winry's barely touching them at first. He found that the anxiety of not knowing what exactly he was supposed to do caused him to catch her bottom lip instead of her full mouth, but he kept kissing her, trying to keep her from noticing that he hadn‘t done it purposely.
After realizing that she wasn’t complaining, he opened his mouth on hers, feeling her respond to him in several ways. Her kisses had become more confident, and she didn‘t complain about the grasp his hand had on her breast. He held it gently, feeling his way around it. He found himself brushing his tongue on her bottom lip where he had started the kiss. Softly, he pulled her bottom lip with him as he pulled back to look her in the eyes. They were still closed, but he couldn't mistake the look on her face as they fluttered open.
"Ed?" she smiling up from under him. "Why did you... stop?"
“I just wanted to see your face for a moment is all. I’ve never seen that look on your face. I just wondered why you close your eyes when you kiss me.”
“Well, I guess because this is like a dream and to feel you so close to me, it’s almost a sensory overload. I’ve never felt so safe with any one in my whole life. I know you are very worried about Alphonse and getting your leg and arm back and while I don’t give a rat’s ass if you get your arm and leg back, I know that Al deserves his body back. I’m just afraid of what will happen when you go to do it. You are my heart Edward Elric, and I can’t make auto mail to fix that if it gets broken.” She looked almost as if she wanted to cry.
Ed could hear the worry in her voice and he wanted to throw that damn wrench at himself. Suddenly, he felt a shiver down his spine. Why did he have to go and tell her how he felt. Now, if something happens to him… he knew the consequences would not be good. He didn’t want to see her unhappy in any way. His heart thudded in his chest and he let out his breath silently, closing his own eyes, trying to think of something to say that would tell her that he meant it when he promised her he’d be coming home with Al.
Winry sensed the sudden change in his behavior and felt a sharp stab in the left side of her chest as if a knife had pierced it. Watching as they opened slowly, she held his eye, seeing the different emotions play out in them. She ran her hands from his boxers and up his back, finally bringing them around to the front of him to cradle his face in her hands, trying to read what ever he had hidden in his golden eyes.
He started tracing her lower lip with his thumb. "You out of all people know that I have a lot going on… I hate being a dog of the military and that stupid stone could seriously be more dangerous to Al than I ever thought. You and Al more or less are the reason I am still alive today. If not for your auto mail I wouldn’t be around right now to tell you how important you are to me. I don’t know what I would do without you both. It’s the reason I keep going. I couldn't live in a world without you. I wouldn‘t want to… I may never see you again after tonight.” She looked away, knowing her words were true no matter what Ed tried to convince her of.
He pushed her cheek, straightening her head so he could see her face. “I love you.” Was all he said as he watched her face letting himself sink into her sapphire eyes.
To be continued…
Part Five- Consummation