Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Full Metal Alchemist Somewhere between Science and Alchemy ❯ Part Five- Consummation ( Chapter 5 )

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Part Five-
‘Consummation’


He paused and smiled a bit, trying to convince her that there was nothing to be worried about while he was with her, his face inches from hers and his erection jumping against her stomach.

Ed kissed her softly again, tasting the tears coming from her unblinking eyes. He grasped her hand and intertwining his metal fingers, then placed the back of her hand on his chest so she could feel how rapidly his heart was beating.

He pulled his head away from her again and Winry realized just how close he was to her. He brought their locked hands down his chest, over his stomach muscles that seemed way more defined that she recalled, from all the times she had seen him in his boxers. Finally he released her hand from his.

She wasn’t paying any sort of attention to what he was doing as he rested it on top of his erection, sucking in oxygen through his teeth as her calloused hand slid over him , feeling the warmth coming through his boxers.

Ed let the flesh hand he had brought up to caress her face slide down her neck, over her collar bone and finally took her bare breast into his palm. Giving a slight squeeze he growled throatily.

Winry ran the back of her hand up and down his hard length, feeling how different it felt at the top and then at the bottom through his boxers. She waited patiently for him to remove them but she had the sudden need to sneak her hand down under the elastic waist band.

He brushed a piece of hair away from her face and leaned his weight on his auto mail elbow, propping himself up enough so that his weight wouldn’t be crushing her. He bit at his lip, forcing himself to think of anything other than her nimble hand making him need his release, knowing that he had to somehow slow down her movement and collect his thoughts as the haziness of arousal began to fog his mind.

Winry could see the clouded-over look in Ed's eyes start to dissipate as the clearness of the amber color started to reappear. She brushed his bangs away from his forehead then began running her free hand down Edward’s neck . Finding the line of auto mail and flesh meeting, she traced over his scars along the metal shoulder with her index finger. She smiled up at him wickedly knowing that her touches were making it hard for him to think.

"Damn it," he cursed, feeling Winry tremble slightly; he lifted his eyes towards her face. Smiling awkwardly, he fought to find the right words to calm her and keep her from thinking that he was angry or disappointed with her. He hadn‘t realize it would be this hard finding words to say, especially since he was the one that started this whole thing. "I’m sorry.” He said watching her look at him almost disappointed. “No… Wait. It’s not that.” He assured her. “This is all great… unexpected…” He teased trying to lighten the moment. “But I wouldn’t want to be anywhere but here.” He sucked in his breath feeling her fingers on him. “I need you to stop… doing that…” He managed to stammer out. This time he felt her disappointment as her body went rigid. He closed his eyes looking for something to say.

“Ok, Edward. If you want me to.” She removed her hand from him and waited for him to move away from her.

He felt lost as her hand left his body and he bit his lip knowing he had sounded pretty harsh. “That’s not what I meant, Winry.” He replied catching her eye. “I didn’t want you to stop touching me. I’m not going to stop touching you.” He knew he was being overly bold but he bent his head towards her and kissed her anyway.

Winry shuttered as he pulled away, her eyes wide with wonder. “What do you want then.” She asked him timidly.

"I need ... I want... I want to fuck you ... No..." He corrected himself, hearing the breath catch in her throat. "I want to... Winry. I need to touch you."

Winry felt warm tears escape down her cheeks and she sniffled a bit, trying to keep her nose from running. "Ok… Ed," she said softly. "I want you to. Don't you know that?" She asked as Ed lifted his head to look her in the eye, feeling Ed's hand trailing down her ribcage once more. The pads of his finger tips sent tickling sensations through her skin. Goose flesh sprang to the surface as his fingers raced downward. Ed suddenly noticed the chill in the air as his fingers traveled south over her skin.

"Are you cold?" he asked her, looking up for an instant before looking back down at his hand that now grazed the fabric of her panties. He traced the seam with his finger and pressed himself against her leg, once more reminding her just how excited he was. She grabbed a fist full of his hair, pulling most of it from the braid he had it in and jerked his face upward to look at her.

She shook her head. “No, I‘m not cold." She loosed her grip on his hair and his face gently nuzzled the skin between her breasts. He kissed her lightly before touching the peaked nipple with his tongue. His fingers grew more impatient as he ran them over the heat coming from between her legs. Trying to suppress a growl, his fingers felt their way to her hip to grasp the elastic of her panties. Pushing her underwear downward, Winry lifted her hips upward to aid his task.

Suddenly Ed lifted himself up and off of her standing at her feet as they dangled from her left ankle, then fell carelessly to the wooden floor. He then forcefully grabbed at her waist, pulling her bottom towards him to the edge of the bed. He watched Winry's chest move up and down with each straining breath as he leaned over and touched his mouth to her body, his tongue trailed downward from just below her navel, stopping at the top of her pubic bone. He lifted his head once more, smiling wickedly at her.

"Ed?" Winry questioned, but he just smiled at her briefly before looking down at his task at hand.

"Relax..." he said softly. "I want to see you as well as touch you Winry." He stretched up and kissed her full on her mouth, his tongue teasing hers as his hand sank between her legs and a finger searched out the warmth for the first time without the barrier of her underwear. One touch of his finger inside her folds told him she was responding to him. He ran his finger from her opening, bringing the wetness it caused with it, and circling the bundled of nerves just hidden beneath the two folds of skin. He heard a gentle gasp come from Winry's stomach as she leaned her weight on her arm trying to keep herself sitting up as he kissed her. He smiled into the kiss which was now growing needier on both ends. He ran his finger down again to her small opening, his fingertip just entering the tightness of her sex. He bit back his own groan as his shaft flexed against his stomach. His fingers grew more impatient, as he added a second finger pushing against the small bundle, feeling Winry move against his hand.

~ I’m telling her to relax? If I don’t relax this’ll be all over sooner than I’d like it to be. ~ He thought to himself, trying desperately to control his own selfish need to enter and forget about the thought of being gentle. He needed to be inside her soon. He already felt the pending explosion as his swollen excitement started to leak his own fluids from the head. Her body so near to him was all that was necessary to drive him totally mad, and the thought of what he was doing to her made him almost come right then on her abdomen in his favorite blue boxers.

He drew his head back from kissing her, biting back the primitive urge to take her and mark her. Her mouth followed his, trying to capture it once again and bring it back to her lips. Her head fell back down onto the mattress as she watched Ed with dark eyes, knowing that he must be ready for more than just touches and was grateful to him for not being so rough. She watched with heavy eyelids as he pushed his boxers down with one hand and kick them off with his metal limb.

Once he had his senses in check he smiled at her, bending down to kiss her on the lips lightly as she squirmed beneath his never yielding fingers. He watched her face as he felt the mattress shift a bit when she opened her legs wider, drawing her knee up just so for his fingers to access her better. Their eyes caught each other for an instant as Ed worked the pads of his fingers over her pink flesh, his touch growing more and more feverish with each stroke. The wetness escaping from her was making it rather slick and Ed found it quite exhilarating as he felt the little pink bundle of flesh grow under his touch. The smell of her arousal filled the air completely now and he found it harder and harder quite literally not to suck on his own fingers. He was sure he'd look like an idiot if he did but the need to do so was almost overwhelming. He inhaled appreciatively, knowing that he had put Winry in such a state of pleasure. He looked at her desperately, trying to tell her every emotion he was having with just his eyes.

Her face was flushed with excitement, and the redness inched further downward as her whole body took on the color of her face. Her expression was definitely pleasing for him, her eyes closed and her bottom lip now being bitten by her two front teeth. Her head moved slowly from side to side and her knees fanned out allowing him not only to touch her more intimately but to truly see her. He couldn't wait much longer as his eyes almost jealously watched his two fingers slowing disappear within her, clear to his knuckle.

Winry growled and ached against his hand, whispering his name as her head thrashed from side to side. Her passage was warm... inviting... so tight and...

"UGH!" he groaned loudly, feeling his own excitement leaking even more so from the opening of his shaft. Winry twisted the bed sheet in her fist with one hand, but the other sought out something else, brushing past his raging heartbeat down his abdominal walls, and into the golden hair that trailed from his navel, ending in a triangular patch of rough hair at the base of his gender. She grabbed the base of his gender clumsily, her eyes still closed.

Ed felt himself push into her grasp as his fingers gained momentum, finding a rhythm moving inside her, trying to stretch her for his entrance. He buried his thumb into that hard knot above her opening, driving his fingers in and out of her, trying to show her just how crazy she was driving him with just the touch of her hand on his arousal. At first she moved slowly, up the base, feeling every vein and inch of his length. She reached the crown, circling her thumb over the wetness his body supplied, spreading it down and over every inch of him. Her actions grew faster as Ed tried desperately not to come in her hand. He clenched his eyes shut, instantly feeling the tingle in his abdomen knowing that he'd be spent very soon if she didn't slow down.

"Winry..." he hissed, wanting to curse and pray at the same time.

Winry's eyes flew open when his hand left her wetness and enclosed over her small hand, stilling her movement urging her to let go. She did so, and he relaxed a bit as she released him from her grip, his fully hardened excitement standing upright almost jumping against his belly.

"Ed?" she questioned timidly watching him place her hand on the mattress.

He placed a knee on the bed, helping her scoot herself upward as he joined her, crawling between her bending knees, and resting his arms on each side of her leaning his weight on his auto mail arm. "Now... I think I'll see what makes me need to taste my fingers when I touch you here." His voice sounded raspy as well as needy while he brought his flesh hand down onto her inner thigh, pushing her legs even further apart. He positioned himself above her, between her legs.

Winry watched him, fascinated. Her eyes fixed on his face and holding her breath, bracing herself for him to enter her in one movement... wanting him to do so as well as fearing it at the same time.

But Ed's face kept inching down towards her waist, his tongue once more touched her nipples then dipped into her navel before resting his forehead on her abdomen, right between her bellybutton and the soft blonde curls that marked the top of her private place. His head rested for only a moment on that spot. He kissed her softly there wondering blindly if after his task to save Al was over if she would ever carry his children... if he would live long enough to marry and have children. He smirked, hiding his face and pushing the familiar thoughts that plagued him outside that cold room from his conscious mind. This was not the place to think of that fucking stone or anything else for that matter.

He was not a patient person, finding himself trailing his tongue down into the lemony yellow blonde hair. He did want her, but he also wanted to taste her. He hunched his back, sticking his head directly between her legs. Winry propped herself onto her elbows and looked down on him, needing to see with her own eyes what he was about to do.

He took a deep breath, inhaling her scent. He could see the soft light glistening off of the wetness that still channeled from her opening. He wondered where to taste first. After all, he had never done this before and he was more than a little nervous. He briefly thought maybe he should ask if he was allowed to do what he needed to do, but then thought better of it in case she wouldn't let him.

However, before he could over think his situation, Winry bucked her pelvis upwards, sending his tongue into the hidden slickness between the folds. She squealed as his tongue took one long lick from her opening to her rosy pink flesh that was alive with sensation. One taste wasn't enough though. He found her intoxicating. Driving his tongue into her, he lapped at her, spreading her folds open with his fingers and getting his nose a bit wet in the process. He could do this forever, he thought wildly, swirling his tongue around her, his head locked in place with Winry's knees as she arched against his face, abandoning all of her senses. He sank a finger into her as he sucked on her hardened pink flesh, causing Winry to jerk ferociously against him. Momentarily, he forgot about his own pounding arousal pulsing against his belly, until he heard her gasp and start to shake.

"Ed!" she cried, loosening her vice grip on his head. His instinct took over as she reached her peak, plunging his two fingers inside her roughly and sucking vigorously at her. She became incredibly wet as her first orgasm hit her hard, his finger sliding over her hot flesh instead of returning to her warmth trying to draw out the feeling that his touch was causing. He hadn't been paying much attention to his actions, but more to her reaction to his attempt at pleasing her. Only once he heard her crying out his name did his mind slip back into reality. He found himself looking up at her; one hand around his length stroking it gently, while the other had ran over her entire sex, spreading her essence all around. She still trembled a bit with the aftershocks of her orgasm, her hands still clenching his hair tightly.

"Damn... Ed... What made you do…? Why?" she finally choked out, releasing his hair. He smiled at her, licking his lips and running his chin across his forearm to wipe it off a bit. She watched him stroke himself gently as he settled between her legs and leaned down to kiss her.

Ed paused for an instant before taking her mouth, hoping she would kiss him back. He hadn't thought about it being awkward for her to kiss him after such an act until that very moment. Yet, she grabbed his head and traced his lips with her tongue before pulling him to her.

He knew what was next and his heart skipped several beats as they kissed until he could no longer taste her wetness on his tongue. He felt her rubbing against him gingerly, feeling the heat between her legs against his swollen erection. He groaned her name.

"Winry... Do you know what you do to me?" It was more of a statement than a question. He turned his head to the side, her mouth against his ear.

"Do you have any idea what you just did to me?" she answered back to him. He hugged her close.

"Ed," she said, searching his eyes. He looked down upon her as the reality of what they were doing sank in. He pushed against her, reminding her of his arousal, and took her mouth, kissing her again. His arm glided down her body and wrapped his hand around his hardened sex to guide himself towards her. His anxiety mounted, and his fingers moved cautiously at his swollen base and rubbed his sensitive head through her wet folds.

"Winry..." he whispered. "Are you... Do you really... want?" He tried to get out his question but he found he had no voice. Winry looked at him, trying to reassure him.

She placed a hand on his cheek. "Remember, for tonight, nowhere, or nobody matters outside this room. Nothing. Nothing at all. I love you Ed." She ran her thumb over his eyelid.

Ed ran his erection against her once more to remind her of exactly what was happening and her eyes closed.

"Winry... I love you. Please don't ever forget that no matter what happens."

She smiled up at him. "Shut up Ed... You think way too much or never enough."

Ed chuckled low in his throat and swallowed a cry when she pushed up against him, the head of his sex finding the opening.

Every nerve ending south of his stomach fired electricity up his spine as he felt the warm tightness surround the head. He didn't bother to hide the growl coming from his gut as Winry gasped at the feeling of his invading body. Keeping his hips in position, he slid his upper body upward and ran his arms under her shoulders.

Her nails ran down his sides, her hands landing on the mattress and she gripped the sheets in anticipation.

"If it hurts let me know, Winry. I don't want to hurt you." He whispered into her ear. He pushed his lower body towards her slowly, trying not to loose himself as the head of his hardened sex began to sink into her warmth. The wetness guiding him and he had to pull himself back a bit to keep from simply pushing straight into her.

"Just... just... don't stop Ed. I can handle the pain." She winced, feeling him invade her a bit further.

He was bigger than she thought. She realized while the foreign feeling of what little of him inside her came to the fore front of her brain. It wasn't painful... not yet anyway. Just weird. It was definitely odd, and there was a fair bit of pressure from Ed pushing his body inside her. He was being wonderful about it, going slow, trying to accommodate her, but somehow she was still nervous. She knew biology, it was supposed to hurt the first time a girl had sex. But she loved Ed... How could something so special between two people be painful? If this was as uncomfortable as it was going to get, she saw no reason for Ed to suffer. She could tell he was restraining himself by the look on his face. His teeth were now drawing blood on his bottom lip. She knew that she wanted him inside her, all the way, his weight against her and to hold him close to her body, connected together as one person.

"Ed...Do it now." She whispered to him breaking the concentration he was desperately trying to keep focused. Ed looked at her, confused for a second, until he saw the look in her eyes.

He couldn't believe what she was saying... if he wasn't the hardest he had ever been before, he was now. He pulled his hip up, keeping the tip just a fraction inside aligning himself with her entrance, while kissing her face gently trying to distract her from the impending pain. In one swift motion, he pushed forward into her warm walls and past the part of her that was growing used to him. Feeling some resistance as he reached her barrier, he wanted to scream out in ecstasy. She felt as though she was made for him. Her insides hugged every inch of him just perfect in all the right areas, and he was sure he would come before he was all the way in. Pulling out about half way, he knew that this was the last stroke before he was all the way in. Pausing a moment, to let her collect her thoughts and brace herself for his invasion, he then jerked his hip forward wanting to scream out as his sex met the resistance once more but broke through instead of stopping. Her insides grabbed him tightly and he pushed his body into her harder. He groaned feeling every inch of his sex being hugged by hers as his hips gently ground into hers.

Winry screamed. She felt as if she were literally on fire and being torn in two. The pressure was magnified by the pain as he ripped through her virginity, causing a small tear in her entrance. Her first impulse was to scream for him to stop... but that wasn't what she wanted or what she cried out for. Her scream sounded through the room past Ed's eardrums as he finally found himself buried inside of her, his pubic hair grinding into her.

The sensations each felt were totally different. Ed found himself elated. Never in his life had he had such pleasure. He was engulfed in heat, surrounded by soft, firm but yielding walls that caressed every part of him. There weren't words to describe what Ed felt as he became one with the only person he truly loved in his life, but his brain registered it the best it possibly could. Somehow words just didn't explain the moment, so he let it go, hoping to let it be what it was. To Ed, it was as close to heaven as he thought he'd ever get.

Winry was forcing herself to take several long breaths. Having Ed pull out of her was the last thing she wanted. He had collapsed onto her once he was inside her, his arms gripping under her shoulders holding her in place while ducking his head into the crook of her neck. He was being painfully kind trying as best he could to remain still for her to adjust to him. The burning began to subside as well as the ache of being spilt in two. Although it was still somewhat odd, she found having Ed so close to her, even having him inside her, though still painful was comforting. There was no other person she would want to be this close to. She inhaled his sweaty scent greedily, raising her knees upward and planting her feet firmly on each side of his bottom. Her discomfort remained but she wrapped her arms around Ed tighter. She tilted her hips up to him, squeezing her inner muscles around him, finding the feeling of something so thick inside her awkward but amazing at the same time.

Ed seemed to catch on. Taking shallow strokes, and not quite to the point of being ready to exit her body before thrusting into her again, he barely pumped his body into her, biting his lip to keep control. He already felt the telltale spark from his spine sending the familiar sparks of his orgasm from where he joined her to the rest of his body. He was ready to explode deep within her if he kept up like this. He didn't want it to end so soon though. He had just entered her body, and from what he had ever seen, most of the time the motion he was doing so very shallow and soft was a bit faster and harder. He loved every bit of this, he couldn't very well complain. He knew he wouldn't die a virgin... he had actually made love to the person he wanted to spend the rest of his life with... he found himself pulling back further and further and every time, thrusting into Winry a bit faster but restraining from being too hard. Her nails raked the back of his neck and shoulder blades, telling him he was doing something right. Her entrance that had started to dry at the onset of her pain was now beginning to become wet allowing him to slide into her a bit easier. He was definitely breathless but moved into kiss her anyway. He knew a few more thrusts and he would lose it.

One stroke plunging into her wet opening, the walls clinging to his every inch, he groaned, his eyes literarily rolling back in his head. His breath growing more and more staggered and his muscles clenching up, readying his body for the release that was immanent. Two strokes. He grunted into her ear, his teeth together as he tried to tell Winry his one coherent thought.

"Winry" he grunted breathlessly, his forehead resting on hers and his hands now holding her head, fingers intertwined in her straight blonde hair.

"Yessss. Edwar…" she answered him in the same fashion, her inner walls spasming around him.

"I can't... HOLD... on..." he managed to say. "I need to know are you... Can I?”

"What?” she asked, her eyes closing as she was finally enjoying the feeling of his body moving within her. She was confused at his babble right then. It wasn't exactly something she would expect him to say at this particular moment. She wasn't thinking about anything at the time except for how wonderfully sweaty Ed was on top of her and how he managed to fit inside of her just perfect. Her pain wasn’t forgotten but was quickly becoming a secondary feeling as he moved, being replaced by something else that Winry could not find words to describe.

Ed gritted his teeth. He couldn't speak anymore. Besides, he had lost the thought he had. He could barely manage the words that came from his mouth as he pulled out of her on his third and final stroke and thrust into her as hard and fast as he could, crying out her name as he exploded with the most unbelievable feeling he had in his life. Nothing would compare to it as he emptied himself into her without a thought in the world.

Ed collapsed on top of her. For several long moments, both laid there silent and still except for their heaving chests and labored breathing. Finally, once able to catch his breath, Ed rested his weight on his elbows. Still breathing deeply despite himself, he pushed her sweat soaked hair from her face and smiled at her. She smiled back at him as her blue eyes kept his amber ones from moving.

"I love you Winry," he said softly. "I always have and I always will.” Moving slowly, he pulled out of her gently and rested his fatigued body to the side of her.

That was when he saw it. The mess on the bedding mingled with the bright red color of blood where Winry had been laying.

~OH GODS! I hurt her... what the fuck did I do?~ Ed panicked. "Winry!" He yelped.

"What did I do to you. I told you to tell me if it hurt like that!" He cried. "I would have made myself stop!"

Winry sat up, leaning on her arms and brought her legs up and to the side, feeling Ed's seed beginning to trickle from her and the undeniable need to pee. She placed a hand on his cheek. "Ed, I won’t lie to you. Yes, it hurt. I knew that this would probably happen. It was my… well, our first time. When you pushed yourself into me, you broke through… my um… virginity. That’s what caused the blood. There was a barrier inside me, and breaking through that usually causes some bleeding. It may have hurt but you didn't hurt me. I wouldn’t have wanted anyone else to do that. Besides, our bodies are made to accommodate childbirth... I think I can handle your..um... well... endowments." She smiled at him reassuringly. “Remember, you said it. Even short guys catch a break in some areas.”

“You’re calling me short when I already feel like dirt. That was a low blow. Besides, I’m not short, I’m average height. Everyone else is just freakishly tall is all.” He said still upset with himself. “You could have warned me that would happen. It’s not exactly something a guy would expect to see.”

“Let me just go to the washroom and I’ll be right back.” Winry smiled at him as she got up carrying a sheet with her. Ed yawned placing his arms behind his head.

“I’ll be here…” He said.

Winry could tell he was still worried about it. “You shouldn’t worry about it. it’s normal. But you should know it won’t happen next time.”

“Next time?” He replied as he looked up at her from the bed. He paused as a small smile crossed his face. “Next time… huh… that sounds like an invitation.”

“It was. Do you think I’d want to do that again if it was so terrible.”

“I guess not.” He answered smiling shyly. “I love you.”

“I love you too… But I’m going to the washroom before I make more of a mess.” She teased holding firmly to the sheet wrapped around her. She watched his head hit the pillow beneath him and his eyes shut contently.

She returned a few minutes later to the sound of Ed’s snore. Shaking her head, she suppressed a giggle taking the sheet she was wrapped in and placing it over the parts that Ed needed covered she gently lowered herself into the bed with him. Almost on instinct, she felt Ed place his real arm around her and pull her close. She wasn’t tired, but she knew she could lay there all night watching the peaceful expression on his face.

To be continued
Part 6