yet more kink meme porn
Title:Simultaneous
Pairing:Al/Ed/Winry
Word count:1149 (likely the shortest porn you'll ever get from me)
Rating:NC-17
Summary: Kink meme prompt! =^.^= Go check out the new one fma_kinky
A low moan reverberated through the room, immediately echoed by one of a higher pitch. Winry gasped, hazy eyes fixed on the entrancing sight laid out before her. She leaned back against the wall, slouching and angling her hips up, her legs spread to accommodate Ed’s body, splayed over the bed before her. His auto mail arm flung haphazardly over her leg, his cheek pressed against her thigh. Fine tendrils of golden hair clung to his face, some merely damp with sweat others caught in the smears of her fluids on his face. Two of the fingers of his flesh hand were buried inside her, though he was still now, breathing raggedly against her thigh.
She let her gaze follow the length of his body, the smooth curve of his back, his hips angled down, ass presented to his brother. Ed moaned against her, his knees sliding apart a little more, barely supporting him on the edge of the bed. Alphonse stood behind him, panting hard and holding his brother’s hips in a white-knuckled grip that she knew would bruise. Not that Ed ever seemed to mind the ache or the marks it left behind. Dark gold hair spilled over Al’s shoulder as he leaned over his brother, making quiet soothing sounds and waiting for Ed to catch his breath before moving.
Both boys practically trembled with the effort of controlling themselves. Ed, forcing his body to relax and Al holding himself still though he wanted nothing more than to move. It wasn’t often Edward felt obliged to let Al take him and it was even less often that Alphonse felt inclined to be the one doing the taking. On those rare occasions Winry always made sure she had the best possible seat for the action. She had to admit, this was one of Al’s more brilliant ideas. As long as the younger man managed to stay on his feet.
As if to lay her concerns to rest Al finally gave in, withdrawing from his brother’s heat for a moment before sinking back into him. Ed groaned against Winry’s thigh, turning his face in against the soft flesh. His auto mail hand clenched in the sheets and the fingers inside her curled slightly, causing her breath to catch and hips to twitch up against his hand.
Her strangled gasp brought two pairs of golden eyes to her face and she found herself blushing ever so faintly at the intensity of their combined gazes. Alphonse rolled his hips, grinding himself against Ed who muffled another moan against her thigh.
“I think you’re forgetting something, Brother.”
That was all the urging Edward needed. He shifted his weight off of Winry’s leg, pressing his fingers deeper into her. Her eyelids fluttered but she determinedly focused her gaze on the mischievous smile forming on Alphonse’s face. The younger boy pulled back, waiting until Winry’s eyes went out of focus as Ed’s tongue parted her delicate folds again to snap his hips forward. Ed moaned brokenly against Winry, the vibrations tingling up her spine and making her gasp, blue eyes widening.
Al made a small sound of contentment in his throat, setting a slow pace that Ed quickly adopted, grinding back against his brothers thrusts and matching the rhythm to rock his fingers in and out of Winry. Ed’s mouth was hot upon her, tongue moving in long firm strokes that made her breathing quicken. Alphonse shifted, pulling Ed back with his next thrust, making the elder boy cry out. Winry groaned in response, the new angle forced small moaning whimpers from Edward that seared through her veins. One hand fell from Ed’s hip to steady himself on the bed and Winry appreciated the younger man’s somewhat awkward position even more. Al bit his lip, breath coming in ragged pants as he looked up through the dark gold spray of his bangs to watch Winry.
Al’s other hand slid from Ed’s waist, leaving Alphonse hunched over his brother, one hand propped against the bed and the opposite knee creeping on behind Ed’s to give him more leverage. His free hand skated down over the trembling muscles the elder boy’s stomach to stroke his erection. The moment Al fisted his brother’s length Edward’s breath left him in a rush, stilling his motions for a moment before re-applying himself to Winry with renewed fervor, desperately close and determined to have the girl right there with them.
Winry let out a strangled cry that might’ve been Edward’s name one hand coming up to fist in the delicate strands of his hair, urging him harder against her. He happily obliged, moaning as he buried his face in her heat. His lips found her clit, sucking lightly then flicking hard over it with his tongue, taking the opportunity to suck in a desperate breath. Al quickened his pace, watching as Winry came unraveled beneath his brother’s mouth only heightening his pleasure.
Ed pulled his hand back, sliding a third finger into her and immediately bending his wrist, pressing upwards and relishing the way her body shuddered, back bowing until the silken length of her hair trailed over his back.
“God, Edward!” She managed between panting breaths, the hand in his hair tightening painfully. With one last gasp he pressed his mouth to her, abandoning all attempts at finesse in favor of applying as much friction as he could, fingers still moving hard inside her. Her hips bucked sharply, head snapping up, bright blue eyes staring dazedly at Alphonse as her orgasm burned its way through her body. A harsh cry that was a jumbled mess of the boys’ names escaped her. Her hips jerked against Edward, forgetting for a moment any concern about his ability to breathe.
Ed gasped awkwardly against Winry, pain lancing through his scalp and black spots dancing over the backs of his eyelids as she ground up against his face, her cry sending shivers down his back, the tickle of her hair, cool as satin against his heated flesh making him shudder harder. He moaned against her, making her tense and spasm harder around his fingers, her body clenching almost painfully hard around him. It only made him moan again when the vibrations from the first made her buck up against him, the intensity of her orgasm drawing out another wordless cry.
“B-Brother!” Alphonse stammered, hand clenching almost painfully around Edward’s cock, all rhythm lost as he scrabbled at the last strands of sanity, desperately trying to hold on until- “yes” he moaned against Ed’s back when he felt his brother shudder beneath him, cock twitching as he spilled himself over Al’s hand and onto the sheets. Al followed a heartbeat later, collapsing on Edward, the hand that had been supporting his weight quickly shifting back to clutch at his brother’s hip, pressing himself as deeply as possible and moaning into the elder boy’s back.
Pairing:Al/Ed/Winry
Word count:1149 (likely the shortest porn you'll ever get from me)
Rating:NC-17
Summary: Kink meme prompt! =^.^= Go check out the new one fma_kinky
A low moan reverberated through the room, immediately echoed by one of a higher pitch. Winry gasped, hazy eyes fixed on the entrancing sight laid out before her. She leaned back against the wall, slouching and angling her hips up, her legs spread to accommodate Ed’s body, splayed over the bed before her. His auto mail arm flung haphazardly over her leg, his cheek pressed against her thigh. Fine tendrils of golden hair clung to his face, some merely damp with sweat others caught in the smears of her fluids on his face. Two of the fingers of his flesh hand were buried inside her, though he was still now, breathing raggedly against her thigh.
She let her gaze follow the length of his body, the smooth curve of his back, his hips angled down, ass presented to his brother. Ed moaned against her, his knees sliding apart a little more, barely supporting him on the edge of the bed. Alphonse stood behind him, panting hard and holding his brother’s hips in a white-knuckled grip that she knew would bruise. Not that Ed ever seemed to mind the ache or the marks it left behind. Dark gold hair spilled over Al’s shoulder as he leaned over his brother, making quiet soothing sounds and waiting for Ed to catch his breath before moving.
Both boys practically trembled with the effort of controlling themselves. Ed, forcing his body to relax and Al holding himself still though he wanted nothing more than to move. It wasn’t often Edward felt obliged to let Al take him and it was even less often that Alphonse felt inclined to be the one doing the taking. On those rare occasions Winry always made sure she had the best possible seat for the action. She had to admit, this was one of Al’s more brilliant ideas. As long as the younger man managed to stay on his feet.
As if to lay her concerns to rest Al finally gave in, withdrawing from his brother’s heat for a moment before sinking back into him. Ed groaned against Winry’s thigh, turning his face in against the soft flesh. His auto mail hand clenched in the sheets and the fingers inside her curled slightly, causing her breath to catch and hips to twitch up against his hand.
Her strangled gasp brought two pairs of golden eyes to her face and she found herself blushing ever so faintly at the intensity of their combined gazes. Alphonse rolled his hips, grinding himself against Ed who muffled another moan against her thigh.
“I think you’re forgetting something, Brother.”
That was all the urging Edward needed. He shifted his weight off of Winry’s leg, pressing his fingers deeper into her. Her eyelids fluttered but she determinedly focused her gaze on the mischievous smile forming on Alphonse’s face. The younger boy pulled back, waiting until Winry’s eyes went out of focus as Ed’s tongue parted her delicate folds again to snap his hips forward. Ed moaned brokenly against Winry, the vibrations tingling up her spine and making her gasp, blue eyes widening.
Al made a small sound of contentment in his throat, setting a slow pace that Ed quickly adopted, grinding back against his brothers thrusts and matching the rhythm to rock his fingers in and out of Winry. Ed’s mouth was hot upon her, tongue moving in long firm strokes that made her breathing quicken. Alphonse shifted, pulling Ed back with his next thrust, making the elder boy cry out. Winry groaned in response, the new angle forced small moaning whimpers from Edward that seared through her veins. One hand fell from Ed’s hip to steady himself on the bed and Winry appreciated the younger man’s somewhat awkward position even more. Al bit his lip, breath coming in ragged pants as he looked up through the dark gold spray of his bangs to watch Winry.
Al’s other hand slid from Ed’s waist, leaving Alphonse hunched over his brother, one hand propped against the bed and the opposite knee creeping on behind Ed’s to give him more leverage. His free hand skated down over the trembling muscles the elder boy’s stomach to stroke his erection. The moment Al fisted his brother’s length Edward’s breath left him in a rush, stilling his motions for a moment before re-applying himself to Winry with renewed fervor, desperately close and determined to have the girl right there with them.
Winry let out a strangled cry that might’ve been Edward’s name one hand coming up to fist in the delicate strands of his hair, urging him harder against her. He happily obliged, moaning as he buried his face in her heat. His lips found her clit, sucking lightly then flicking hard over it with his tongue, taking the opportunity to suck in a desperate breath. Al quickened his pace, watching as Winry came unraveled beneath his brother’s mouth only heightening his pleasure.
Ed pulled his hand back, sliding a third finger into her and immediately bending his wrist, pressing upwards and relishing the way her body shuddered, back bowing until the silken length of her hair trailed over his back.
“God, Edward!” She managed between panting breaths, the hand in his hair tightening painfully. With one last gasp he pressed his mouth to her, abandoning all attempts at finesse in favor of applying as much friction as he could, fingers still moving hard inside her. Her hips bucked sharply, head snapping up, bright blue eyes staring dazedly at Alphonse as her orgasm burned its way through her body. A harsh cry that was a jumbled mess of the boys’ names escaped her. Her hips jerked against Edward, forgetting for a moment any concern about his ability to breathe.
Ed gasped awkwardly against Winry, pain lancing through his scalp and black spots dancing over the backs of his eyelids as she ground up against his face, her cry sending shivers down his back, the tickle of her hair, cool as satin against his heated flesh making him shudder harder. He moaned against her, making her tense and spasm harder around his fingers, her body clenching almost painfully hard around him. It only made him moan again when the vibrations from the first made her buck up against him, the intensity of her orgasm drawing out another wordless cry.
“B-Brother!” Alphonse stammered, hand clenching almost painfully around Edward’s cock, all rhythm lost as he scrabbled at the last strands of sanity, desperately trying to hold on until- “yes” he moaned against Ed’s back when he felt his brother shudder beneath him, cock twitching as he spilled himself over Al’s hand and onto the sheets. Al followed a heartbeat later, collapsing on Edward, the hand that had been supporting his weight quickly shifting back to clutch at his brother’s hip, pressing himself as deeply as possible and moaning into the elder boy’s back.