FMA: 52 Flavours, Prompt 10
Title: Private Moments
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist
Theme no.: 10. You close your mind/To their gentle questions/What do these people know about love?
Pairing: Ed/Winry
Rating: T
Summary: Ed and Winry are not together. No, seriously.
Notes: The other half of my double update for
52_flavours. I seem unable to write Ed and Winry in anything other than total foof - not that I’m complaining, mind, though this one is a touch… racier than I’ve really posted so far, so watch out if you're sensitive towards that sort of thing.
"They asked about you at the office again." Ed's low voice cut through the darkness. Her hands, already under his shirt, ceased movement.
"Who, Mustang?"
"Yeah," Ed snorted and his voice rose into his imitation of the Colonel's, "Honestly Fullmetal, how long are you going to keep that girl hanging? It's a sin that you actually have some poor girl who can stand to be in your presence for longer than five minutes and you ignore her." His fingers teased the ends of her hair, twisting it around and letting the pale blond shine off of the soft moonlight filtering through the window.
Winry rested her chin on his chest, looking up at him through her wide eyes. "What did you say?"
Ed grimaced. "Hawkeye was there, and you know I can't lie to her-"
Winry laughed, a small puff of warm breath against his neck and chin. "So you turned it into a short joke and got mad?"
"Mm. Whatever works." His hands were still in her hair, and he brought her up to face him, placing a gentle kiss on her lips.
"I wonder why they're so interested in us." Winry was straddling him now, settled right at the crest of his hips. Her long hair fell over her shoulder like a curtain.
"Think there's an office pool running." His hands were at her waist, running up her sides, and she obediently lifted her arms so that he could remove her shirt.
"Still... why us?" She was removing his shirt now, popping the buttons one-by-one, going torturously slow by pausing to kiss each bit of revealed skin with each button.
Ed snorted. "They seem to think we're attracted to one another."
She smiled against his skin. "Where could they possibly get that idea? There's no way I could be attracted to a short-tempered alchemy geek."
It didn't matter that her words were in jest. He pulled her back up to face him again, bringing her lips to his in a kiss that was slightly rougher, more demanding, his mouth open against hers. His hands were clenched around her waist and the warmth between them was slowly growing unbearable.
"I agree," he gasped, when Winry pulled away and moved back to the sensitive spot where metal met the edge of his neck. "There are tons of things I find unattractive about you."
She sat up abruptly, frowning, and Ed smirked at her, running his hands up her stomach. "Like that bra, for instance. You should get rid of it."
Laughingly, Winry obliged, and when she leaned back down to kiss him again Ed put thoughts of all others out of his head. It wasn't any of their business anyway.
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist
Theme no.: 10. You close your mind/To their gentle questions/What do these people know about love?
Pairing: Ed/Winry
Rating: T
Summary: Ed and Winry are not together. No, seriously.
Notes: The other half of my double update for
52_flavours. I seem unable to write Ed and Winry in anything other than total foof - not that I’m complaining, mind, though this one is a touch… racier than I’ve really posted so far, so watch out if you're sensitive towards that sort of thing.
"They asked about you at the office again." Ed's low voice cut through the darkness. Her hands, already under his shirt, ceased movement.
"Who, Mustang?"
"Yeah," Ed snorted and his voice rose into his imitation of the Colonel's, "Honestly Fullmetal, how long are you going to keep that girl hanging? It's a sin that you actually have some poor girl who can stand to be in your presence for longer than five minutes and you ignore her." His fingers teased the ends of her hair, twisting it around and letting the pale blond shine off of the soft moonlight filtering through the window.
Winry rested her chin on his chest, looking up at him through her wide eyes. "What did you say?"
Ed grimaced. "Hawkeye was there, and you know I can't lie to her-"
Winry laughed, a small puff of warm breath against his neck and chin. "So you turned it into a short joke and got mad?"
"Mm. Whatever works." His hands were still in her hair, and he brought her up to face him, placing a gentle kiss on her lips.
"I wonder why they're so interested in us." Winry was straddling him now, settled right at the crest of his hips. Her long hair fell over her shoulder like a curtain.
"Think there's an office pool running." His hands were at her waist, running up her sides, and she obediently lifted her arms so that he could remove her shirt.
"Still... why us?" She was removing his shirt now, popping the buttons one-by-one, going torturously slow by pausing to kiss each bit of revealed skin with each button.
Ed snorted. "They seem to think we're attracted to one another."
She smiled against his skin. "Where could they possibly get that idea? There's no way I could be attracted to a short-tempered alchemy geek."
It didn't matter that her words were in jest. He pulled her back up to face him again, bringing her lips to his in a kiss that was slightly rougher, more demanding, his mouth open against hers. His hands were clenched around her waist and the warmth between them was slowly growing unbearable.
"I agree," he gasped, when Winry pulled away and moved back to the sensitive spot where metal met the edge of his neck. "There are tons of things I find unattractive about you."
She sat up abruptly, frowning, and Ed smirked at her, running his hands up her stomach. "Like that bra, for instance. You should get rid of it."
Laughingly, Winry obliged, and when she leaned back down to kiss him again Ed put thoughts of all others out of his head. It wasn't any of their business anyway.