Weariness

[fm_elric]

Winry shuffled wearily through the door into the room she shared with Ed and Al, dropping her bag by the door as she closed it. "I am so tired," she said quietly, and looked over at Ed to smile weakly. "Your new automail is almost done, though. Just a few finishing touches, and then polishing

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[deadlywrenches]

"Oh good," she murmured, and sighed softly as his fingers hit a particularly tense spot. "Mmm, right there, Ed."

[fm_elric]

Ed pressed a bit harder. "Like that?," he asked, his lips sliding up to her earlobe.

[deadlywrenches]

Winry hummed and let out a low moan, sinking into the bed as she relaxed even more. "Ahhh, yes," she murmured, and then sighed unhappily. "Hang on, though. This would feel a lot better if my shirt wasn't so scratchy." She said, and sat up to pull her shirt off, then looked at him over her shoulder. "Will you unclasp my bra?"

[fm_elric]

Ed grinned at her slyly and did as she asked. "You know, I'm beginning to think you have some kind of ulterior motive here," he said, sliding both his hands down her back.

[deadlywrenches]

"That's because you're a pervert," Winry said, and tossed her bra to the side before laying back down. "It feels better when there's not a shirt in the way," she finished, and sighed contently.

[fm_elric]

"Yeah, sure," Ed said softly, dropping kissing along her neck and shoulder blades.

[deadlywrenches]

"Mmmm, go a little lower, will you?" She asked, and sighed contently at the feel of his lips moving over her back.

[fm_elric]

Ed's lips slid lower along her skin, just as she asked.

[deadlywrenches]

Winry gasped lightly and arched up into his hands again. "Oh, god, right there, Ed. Do it really hard," she murmured.

[fm_elric]

Ed moaned low in his throat, his hips grinding down against the bed in want and his fingers digging into her back.