[ log: girl!ed + al ]

[chemeia]

[ooc: continued from here.]

With me.

[ A quiet acknowledgement as their foreheads come together. Pulling her hands forward, they palm over Al's chest where, regrettably, she cannot feel the steady beating of Al's heart under her cold, steel fingers. But he's warm under the touch of her left hand, and that's enough

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[alkahestry]

[Fingers stroke reassuringly along Edward's temples as he continues to cradle his sister's head against his own. It goes without saying that he would do anything to stay by her side, he has in the path fought and given his life to be where he is now. Still, Edward's words as always highlight her impractical nature and her impatience. Traits that are ever endearing but a source of trouble. Leaving everything behind was trouble, they were far too important to the government and the military. One might have thought them commodities rather than actual human beings. Drawing a slow breath he nods, but look in his eyes is one that Edward would recongize to mean something different all together.]

Sister... you know we can't... at least not tomorrow. We're not prepared and others would surely follow.

[His fingers continue to caress softly, but in the back of his head he's already thinking and plotting.]

We need to put our affairs in order and we need an alibi that will provide us with the necessary papers to leave the country. It'll take time... a week at the very least.

[Maybe two if they ran into any political red tape.]

[chemeia]

Fucking pain in the ass...

[ An irritated huff, typical of her when things don't quite go her way, but even though her words are coarse and rough, her voice remains quiet. As if she can't bring herself to completely break the calm that's settled in their bathroom. She closes her eyes, releasing a slow breath like Al had taken one in, she gives the smallest of nods. Al can set things up and what he doesn't manage to pull off with his calm and thoughtful methods, she can always fix in her own ways. For now, however, she'll have to wait. As much as she dislikes the very idea. ]

A week. [ Her hold on him tightens just a little following a brush of lips against his. ] And... we can write a letter to Winry, to let her know. But after that...

[alkahestry]

[Edward's irritation is to be expected, having to wait on anything she wants never end sup being received well. He really wished he could just give in and do as she wanted, but if one of them didn't acknowledge how difficult it was then their plans would surely only be ruined down the line. As Edward repeats his very rough time frame, he nods slowly, drawing their foreheads against one another and pausing as Edward brings her lips against his own. The part about writing a letter to Winry makes him blink and look away. Leaving her and Granny behind would hurt the most.]

Mmm. She'll be mad.

[chemeia]

Yeah...

[ Still quietly. Part of her feels bad about that because, after all, Winry has been like a sister to her for so long. Winry has done so much for them both, and no doubt, she'll worry. But part of her (a part she wishes to squash), feels a bit relieved. The looks Winry gave her brother never went unnoticed, even if Al might have missed them. And before she'd fallen for her own brother, she'd thought it was a bit of simply rivalry she felt, the cause of her jealousy and not something more. She knows better now. Besides, even if Al every realized Winry's attentions, she doubts now her brother would ever accept them. They both love Winry dearly, but Al is willing to leave their world behind to follow her.

Her fingers curl to entwine with Al's, guiding them to her hips as a slow breath is forced through her nose. ]

She will. But she'll forgive us.

[alkahestry]

Eventually.

[He laughs nervously as he recalls the few times he was lucky enough to have his own head meet with one of her wrenches. She certainly knew how to aim her attacks just right, he thinks to himself as Edward guides his hands down to her hips. Winry was like a sister to him, and maybe if he didn't have such strong feelings towards Edward, it would have been easier to accept Winry's advances and return her love. As fate would have it, he always kept her at arm's length and always seemed to find a way from avoiding a direct confession. He was too nice and he knew it, if Winry asked him to stay he'd have a hard time saying no.]

I'll go out first thing in the morning and get the ball rolling. You'll need to decide on where you want to go first.

[chemeia]

[ She doesn't want to think about any more, she decides. It makes her stomach knot in ways she doesn't like and would much rather avoid at all costs. So she shifts a bit, pushing herself closer to Al while continuing to guide his hands. Lower, lower to cup her ass, and with her gaze slid away from Al's features, she brushes her lips against his again. She'll be responsible later, she figures (as responsible as she is known to be, anyway) and tomorrow she'll do her best to help Al with arrangements, to call up Winry and soothe their friend as well as she can over the phone, and begin the paperwork for a transfer.

For now, she just wants to melt into Al and soak up this moment as much as possible. ]

Anywhere. It doesn't matter where we go, we'll just go.

[alkahestry]

[His attention is easily shifted away from thoughts of Winry as he feels his fingers curve into place along Ed's rear. A faint sound escapes his lips as his eyes blink down and then up in time to catch Edward as she sets their lips together once more. The kiss causes his heart to skip a beat as he softly presses forward to return it. It doesn't take long for thoughts of Winry and their future destination to leave him. Giving Ed's skin a soft squeeze with his fingers he uses the new position to slide her a little higher on his thighs, bringing her body closer to his own. When the kiss breaks, he presses a few more along the corners as he speaks.]

Do you trust me?

[chemeia]

[ What a strange question for her brother to ask. Does she trust him? Why would he even ask that? Between kisses and the momentary press of lips that pull breath from her and leave her shuddering slightly, she blinks at him. The confusion is clear, plain in her features, even as she releases her hold on Al's hands and slowly traipses her fingers up Al's sides. When they find his shoulders again, a smooth movement timed with the pull on her body as their hips nearly collide and send ripples of water lapping at the tub's edge, she presses her lips more urgently to his, hoping to steal his breath away like he's stealing hers. It's only for a few seconds, and when she pulls away, she looks at him seriously. ]

Of course.

[ Without question, her tone says. With everything. Sure, there were times they fought, times she withheld information for him (always for his safety, of course), and times when she really wondered what Al was thinking. But when it came to a point, she trusts him with her entirety. ]

[alkahestry]

[It's him being considerate, careful, and concerned. Their relationship is in the process of changing and if they are going to attempt to uproot themselves and separate from the military it was going to take them down yet another questionable route. Especially, if Edward really meant what he said and from the sounds of it earlier, Edward wanted more than to just run away as brother and sister. The urgent press of lips is returned fully and deeply, tongue snaking out to invade his sister's mouth and by the end of it he is indeed quite breathless.]

Good.

[He gasps softly, fingers flexing along his sister's ass as he pulls her even closer. Their bodies slide all too easily thanks to the fact that Edward's hair remains full of shampoo, the suds of which are still slipping down and making Edward's skin slippery soft. He had to be sure that no matter what he did, that Edward wouldn't come to question him later, because no matter what happened from here on out, he was going to protect her.]

[chemeia]

[ A soft noise escapes her, their bodies now flush, and Al's lips against hers provokes a slight shudder. Pulled so close, it's easier to feel Al's body, how warm and strong he is. It's comforting, like the Al's single spoken word. Her fingers slip into Al's hair, taking care to not let strands become caught in her automail while giving the slightest roll off her lips. The prospect of leaving everything behind where it can be just the two of them, no worries about what others might think or say, is intoxicating. And she does trust Al, all of her trust placed in him.

Pulling away when their kiss breaks, her lips brush along Al's strong jawline until she finds an earlobe. It becomes caught between her lips and teeth, gentle and passionate, as she whispers Al's name in a dark, heady voice. ]

Al...

[alkahestry]

[The capture of his earlobe and the whisper of his name draws a slow shiver up his spine, one that rolls all the way back down to his member. With a roll of his head he brings their temples together, soap easing into his hair as their cheeks meet.]

Sister.

[The tone of his voice, like earlier is equally as suggestive, and like before he can't help but find it deeply arousing. His fingers tighten their hold, water around then beginning to slosh around them as their hips begin to rock together. His eyes close lustfully as a slow moan passes his lips, the feeling of their skin touching skin. Free to touch, his fingers begin to do so eagerly, unlike earlier when he had been restricted.]