Chastity
Title: Chastity
Author: miss_auto1621
Pairing: Edward E. & Winry R.
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Theme: 4: Chastity / 82: Coyness
Rating: T
Disclaimer: The cow owns it and everyone knows that!
Part of LiveJournal's 7_virtues & 101_kisses Challenges!
Summary: If Pinako had known Ed would spend the night in Winry's room, she would have never opened the door for him to come in. It was most likely that Winry was his by now. T for Teen.
Pinako paced around the living room deep in thought. Once Ed and Winry descended from the stairs, she would punish them, burn them, kill them; she would do something to remind them that her house should be respected. She knew very well that those two had admitted they loved each other since they were eighteen. Even since Edward left to research alchemy in the West, Winry had acted more cheerful, as if she had been injected with joyfulcontentphine*. She understood why her granddaughter would act so elated. She even supported the relationship, but to a certain limit.
She somehow feared the presence of Edward and Winry, but she had to be strong. She had to be able to handle the lecture she would give them. She had to be strong to hit them with her wrench if it seemed necessary.
Edward blushed as he gently kissed Winry's neck. He seemed to blush a lot lately since kissing Winry was something he wasn't used to at all. Of course, they exchanged kisses every now and then, but their lips never made it past one another's cheeks most of the time. Just on rare moments, their lips would brush past each other and linger for a few seconds before they pulled away, leaving them with a longing to give another one. He hadn't expected to kiss her lips this time, much less her neck. Yet there he was, lying next to her, on the bed, with his face nuzzling her throat. She responded by curling next to his body and let her nightgown touch his bare chest, teasing him with it. Yes, Edward wanted to get rid of it; he would even tear it if he had the courage to leave Winry without her pajamas. However, he respected her too much to hint his desire. Winry wanted him to do what he was thinking, but she felt too embarrassed to let him know that she wanted to do it with him just as much as he wanted to do it with her. The night's events made them feel like everything went by quickly. It made sense that they felt these needs, but it was a very delicate topic. Sex wasn't something that was foreign to them, but ever since they were little, the adults made it sound like it was a taboo to have sex out of wedlock. Pinako had even given them a lecture on what would happen if they suddenly decided to give up their virginity without protection. They were scarred by the scenarios Granny explained and felt that it was best to play it safe and wait. Even Izumi gave a rare lesson to Ed and Al about that topic, since it was part of the flow of the world, and implanted in their minds that sex was bad, unless you really wanted babies at a young age. But did the wait have to take so long?
It didn't seem to matter to them when Winry dragged Ed into her room and suddenly gave him a shy kiss on his lips. To her expectation, Edward seemed shocked, but not because of the abrupt kiss. Her passion was noticeable through the coyness her face revealed and he couldn't take it in with only a breath. So after pulling his lips away from hers to look into her eyes, he had her reassurance as she kissed him again and shut the door behind her.
Winry knew how men were: when they kissed a woman, they automatically seized the opportunity to touch every place they had eyed before that moment. She didn't know how she would react if Edward took that chance. She just didn't expect for him to keep his hands to himself and only caress the places he kissed, like her face and jaw line. He only kissed where she kissed, which made her feel comfortable enough to lie down on her bed with him on top of her. He was heavy, but she wouldn't complain at a time like that! Edward kissing her in a passionate manner was something she dreamt about on a naughty occasion. Would that fantasy come true that night? Would she finally be Edward's after so long?
Ed felt his homecomings seemed to get better and better with every trip he made. Their relationship has progressed to the point where he could actually kiss her neck, something he had wanted to do since he realized how silky it looked. He would never let Winry know that. He embraced her and felt the fabric of her nightgown block his hands from her skin. Damn that nightgown! If it weren't for that, he would have know how Winry's back felt like.
She thought the same thoughts and felt that the shirt he had arrived in was obstructing her hands from exploring the chest she had seen shirtless for years, but never got to touch. Now was her chance, and even though Ed felt that it wasn't fair that she got to undress him while he simply hugged her body closer to his, he let her do what she wanted. After all, his hands had made their way to the straps on her shoulders and wanted, so fervently, to remove them and let her shoulders invite him in. He kissed them gently and made his way to her neck when he had the pleasure of hearing Winry moan out his name. He reached her lips afterward and felt her touch his chest.
Their body temperatures were rising to a degree Winry couldn't explain, but as Ed continued to kiss her neck, she didn't really care. She just breathed as her nightgown began to slide down ever so slowly, taunting Edward's patience. She wanted to help remove it, but she became busy with his strong neck. They just couldn't stop; they had never hit a point so intense. With their longing hanging by their necks and choking them, their shyness began to seep in again. Edward realized that he was beginning to kiss the lowest part of Winry's neck (because he couldn't even think that he was kissing her chest). He blushed so deeply that Winry felt the heat of his face on her skin. He hadn't even realized his hands were on her stomach, caressing the soft skin that Winry enjoyed to expose so much. He wanted to kiss that as well. He wanted to kiss everything that was Winry, but he halted himself. He felt something inside him that he had never really felt. Was he having that episode that men had when they got turned on? Could Winry feel that? His movements stopped completely.
Winry seemed to enjoy what he was doing, but her movements had stopped as well. The straps of her nightgown were up to her elbows and she suddenly felt cold. She couldn't explain why since her body heat and Edward's were even asphyxiating when paid some mind to. But as she began to think of what they were doing, Winry's mind drew her to the images her grandmother had implanted in her brain a number of years prior to the situation. Edward began to think of the consequences if they continued. If he kept going…if he and Winry really did have sex, she would most likely get pregnant.
He didn't want that at the moment. He wouldn't be around to care for her or give her what she needs to get ready to give birth because he'd be researching other countries and would be too busy to concentrate on other things. He wasn't ready for that. He didn't want to leave her with a child, like his father did to his mother. He would become the man he hated for a reason that sounded stupid to his own ears. 'Um, I was researching alchemy, so I couldn't care for you at the time.' He felt foolish. Yes, he wanted Winry and she wanted him, but there were really some things that could wait.
As he thought of that, he mentally slapped himself silly. Hello? He was right there, with Winry, on a bed, getting intimate, and all he could think about was the result? Didn't people usually just do it and then worry about the consequences? What was wrong with him? Was he an idiot to think about this?
Winry was feeling uneasy as she had similar thoughts. She couldn't handle being pregnant while Ed was away. If anything, she would like for him to be there with her and help her. She would like him to be there when she gave birth and see his face when he would hold his child. She would like for them to be together, instead of having Edward roam around different countries to research the alchemy he loved so much. She couldn't ruin that. She couldn't disrupt his concentration. She knew she was backing out, but she didn't care if she was being a wimp. If anything, she felt timid just thinking what Edward would do to the lower half of her body as he removed her nightgown. Would it hurt? Her stomach made a sudden movement that caught Ed off guard.
He didn't want to look at her, feeling ashamed of being unable to continue what they had so passionately began. But as he felt her gaze on his head, he had to look at her with shy eyes. Her expression felt like his and knew that she couldn't keep going either. So with a final kiss on her neck, he helped her nightgown return to the places he had removed it from and lied next to her as they both thought of the many 'what ifs?' that could happen before they drifted to sleep. The following morning, they kept feeling the same shyness that never seemed to leave them alone, and wordlessly greeted each other.
So after curling next to him for a few minutes, Winry kissed Edward's forehead and let out a giggle before she rose from her bed and adjusted her night gown to head downstairs.
If Pinako had known Ed would spend the night in Winry's room, she would have never opened the door for him to come in. She would have punched him and ordered him to stay somewhere else because he would not be touching her granddaughter before she walked down the aisle with a white dress. She wouldn't have even opened the door, for that matter. But regretting what had happened wouldn't help her conscience. It was most likely that Winry was his by now and she hadn't done a thing to avoid that.
She knew that Winry had taken Ed to her room, but she trusted the boy and expected for him to go to his room after a while to sleep. Alone. Without Winry. It was only logical that he would hold back and be himself. To her disappointment, Pinako had a new image of her adopted grandson when she checked his room and found it empty. She didn't know him anymore and she didn't know what to do. She just wanted to squeeze his neck until he choked for taking advantage of her granddaughter's innocence that night. She felt like such a terrible guardian! Wasn't it her job to keep Winry from the evil the world had? Wasn't she the one that had to take care of Winry, even if she was old enough to live on her own and even have children?
Ed and Winry were old enough to be married, but with Ed's research still a few countries behind, the real relationship would be delayed, which meant that their urge and craving would have to wait a while longer. She just didn't understand where she went wrong. She warned BOTH of them since they were old enough to understand what sex really was. She felt that it was one of those life lessons that needed to be told so the kids wouldn't do stupid stuff and suffer the consequences. Apparently, her kids were acting stupid and all she could do was sulk in her own anger and distress. But when the kids decided to come down, she would act like the most pissed off parent they had ever seen. She would test them to see if they had really learned from what she had taught them, or if the information had gone in one ear and out the other.
Winry came down first. Pinako wasn't surprised since she knew Ed loved to sleep in. She smiled a smile Pinako hoped wouldn't be the smile she was thinking of. If it was, then her granddaughter had better be prepared for the fit she was about to have.
"Good morning, Granny," Winry said as she walked towards her.
The test began and Pinako tried showing her best poker face as she let Winry give her a kiss on her cheek before she greeted her as well and let her walk towards the kitchen. She considered how to approach her without causing her too much alarm, but then thought that to hell with everything and anything she said. After all, why wouldn't a grandmother be worried that her granddaughter might not be virtuous anymore?
"Did you sleep well last night?" she finally asked as Winry drank a glass of water. She swore she saw Winry disguise the choking face she made, but the blonde looked at her with a sheepish smile instead.
"Funny you should ask that," she responded with a nervous giggle.
"What did you and Ed do last night?" Pinako cut to the chase. What was the point in candy-coating what she had to say?
"Uh, what do you mean?" Winry's blush was killing her and she didn't know whether she felt shame, coyness, or anxiety. She just knew that her grandmother knew something. But she couldn't be mad at her, right?
"I didn't see Ed come out of your room to sleep in his room," Pinako began. "What did you two do?"
If looks could kill, Winry would have been a corpse before her grandmother had finished interrogating her. "We didn't do anything."
"Don't lie to me," Pinako said menacingly. Winry had never been addressed in such a tone by her. It was making it worse for her to relax and explain to her grandmother what went on in her room.
"But we really didn't do anything," Winry pressed on, trying to convince her grandmother.
Pinako really tried to take in the fact that Winry was defending herself and tried believing that nothing had happened to her granddaughter's purity. But she couldn't. She had proof.
"I heard you two," Pinako said bluntly.
Winry's face seemed to fall off her head. Were they that loud? "Wh-what did you hear?" she stuttered. 'Oh, crap! I'm gonna die!'
"…Your passion."
"But we weren't doing anything!" Winry insisted. "Why don't you believe me?"
"How can you prove to me that you didn't do anything?"
"What did she do?" Pinako hadn't noticed that Edward had made his way to the kitchen.
She got Edward to flinch with her glare.
"You," Pinako pointed. "You slept with my granddaughter!"
Edward put Winry's blush to shame. "No, I didn't!"
"Yes, you did!"
"U-um, well…in a sense," he stuttered as he held his hands up in defense. He didn't know what was worse: an angry Winry with a wrench, or an angry Granny with whatever tool she got her hands on.
"In a sense?" Pinako questioned.
"Uh, well, I-I slept next to her," Ed tried explaining as he rubbed the back of his neck. All of a sudden, that spot needed rubbing. Urgently.
"Next to her?" Pinako raised an eyebrow.
"Y-yes, Granny," Winry stuttered.
"Y-you taught us better than that, remember Granny?" Ed tried hopefully. This was a moment he really felt like kissing ass. As long as he got the chance to live to see the afternoon.
"Prove it to me," Pinako demanded.
By that time, Ed and Winry had come closer to each other to try to cover themselves from a tool Pinako would suddenly decide to throw if they answered something wrong.
"For one thing, we don't have bruises…"
"And we're not soar…"
"And we don't feel guilty…"
"And I'd be wearing Ed's shirt…"
Pinako was flung with different answers from both of them at various directions, knowing very well that they were proving their point. Satisfied with what they said, she shut them up with a stern tone and went to one of the kitchen drawers to retrieve a frying pan. Ed and Winry instinctively winced and tried to prepare themselves so they could run for it, but Pinako simply placed the pan on the stove and turned the knob to start the fire.
She felt they had passed her test. "Then, if you don't mind, help me with breakfast." She wanted to let them know she had not heard any noises, but that would ruin her strategy to get them to confess themselves.
The couple blushed once again. She let it go just like that? Ed half-expected to have a wrench thrown at him, but that was Winry's thing. Pinako could have gotten a heavier tool. But his head was saved for the moment and they decided to move before he really felt Pinako's wrath.
The master mechanic wanted for him to learn the lesson and never forget, though. So when Winry was out of hearing range, she pulled him next to her face and relaxed her muscles.
"Remember, Ed: if you don't want to be a pipsqueak again, I suggest you keep your hands off my granddaughter until after you marry her."
