#29: Secret Joy
She was tempted to wake him up so he could go to their room and sleep in a better position, but she reconsidered and thought that maybe he just needed the rest. She silently slapped herself because her conscious was yelling that he was her husband and he had to sleep next to her. But she didn’t like to be the controlling wife that demanded Ed to do everything she wanted. Besides, he didn’t force her into doing what didn’t float her boat.
There was something she did want to do and hoped that he didn’t mind. The little freckles on his stomach were playing peek-a-boo with her as she continued to stare, making her lose her innocent thoughts. Moments like these made her feel impish because she could do what she wanted without having Ed complain, or feel, for that matter. She saw that he shivered and she automatically went to the closet to retrieve a blanket for him. And yet, his stomach called to her ravenously. How many times had he kissed her stomach, caressed it, admired it? Maybe it was time to return the favor. It wasn’t her fault he was so tempting.
So before she placed the blanket on top of his body, she knelt down, pulled his shirt up to reveal the rest of his abdomen (which she just wanted to see because it was inevitable for her to not stare at the result of his work out sessions), and placed a gentle kiss on his navel. She heard him moan as he shuddered under her lips and gave him another kiss. She knew he enjoyed it because why else would he tremble in ecstasy? Why else would he hold still enough for her to keep kissing his abdomen? Why else would he pull her arm to bring her face next to his?
His eyes were still closed, but Winry knew that he was fully aware of what she was doing to him. She blushed as she realized that her secret was out.
“Why did you start without me?” he asked quietly.
“You were asleep,” she answered before he opened his eyes to stare at her and smile warmly.
“I’m awake now,” he said as he waited for her to react.
Winry blinked and her eyes trailed to his navel again. Her fingers began to play with his tummy before she shyly looked at him again. Moments like these made Ed feel elated because his wife was still timid when it involved intimacy. Obviously, he tried hiding his coyness, but he secretly liked the way her fingertips caressed his skin. However, she was just taunting him and testing his patience. So to eliminate that tension he leaned in and kissed her tenderly. She removed her fingers from his stomach to touch his face. His blush was close to burning his skin, but they both knew that that was a good thing. It was a sign that let them know their feelings were real and a secret joy that they both had when they kissed silently.
