FMA: 52 Flavours, Prompt 26
Title: My Finger on Your Trigger
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist
Theme no.: 26. the strong and ephemeral
Pairing: Ed/Winry
Rating: M
Summary: Ed usually likes to surprise her fresh out of the shower.
Notes: Second of a three fic update for
52_flavours. Good god I can’t believe
juxtaposiehas talked me into posting this. One of the couple that I have in queue that features mature content, though I don’t believe it’s particularly graphic or anything. (Quite frankly, I think the title might be the most graphic bit.)
26. the strong and ephemeral
He likes to surprise her fresh out of the shower, usually when they’re due to be somewhere or - even better - when they’re running late. She’ll stalk into the bedroom, one towel wrapped in her hair and another around her body, and start rummaging through her dresser drawers or slamming open the sliding door to the closet, which is usually when he drops the book he’s reading and starts watching.
He can’t watch for long, however, because once the towel wrapped around her hair comes off the first thing she reaches for is underwear, which is usually what prompts him into action; he stands up and approaches her from behind, slipping his flesh hand between where the towel is folded and using his automail one to push her wet hair over one shoulder to give him access to her neck.
Winry no longer protests, (“We don’t have time!” she used to insist, not attempting to push his hands away. “We’re going to be late!”) and instead usually tries her best to ignore him at first. Once his hand slips lower, however, she abandons her clothes and instead braces herself against the dresser (or wall, or footboard of the bed, or bookshelf, or wherever he has her pinned), wiggles her hips against him, and lets out a low moan.
The towel around her body is dropped, forgotten, and his automail hand comes over her shoulder and cups her breast - she hisses at the feeling of the cold metal against her shower warmed skin - and he presses harder against her, picking up speed, increasing the tempo before she can gather her thoughts.
The goal is not mutual satisfaction - no, Ed still has to get into the shower himself and he can take care of his own needs there without dirtying her hands - the goal is to push her body over the edge quickly before her mind catches up and understands totally what is happening, before she can even fully break a sweat or try to reciprocate.
When she finally peaks - dresser rattling or books falling - clenching and trembling and groaning in front of him, he holds her for a minute, until he’s sure she won’t collapse from her shaking knees, and then pulls away, pants uncomfortably tight, and picks up a towel before getting into the shower himself, confident in the knowledge that she’ll get him back, maybe later tonight, but most likely the next time she has him laid out on her workbench.
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist
Theme no.: 26. the strong and ephemeral
Pairing: Ed/Winry
Rating: M
Summary: Ed usually likes to surprise her fresh out of the shower.
Notes: Second of a three fic update for
52_flavours. Good god I can’t believe
juxtaposiehas talked me into posting this. One of the couple that I have in queue that features mature content, though I don’t believe it’s particularly graphic or anything. (Quite frankly, I think the title might be the most graphic bit.)
26. the strong and ephemeral
He likes to surprise her fresh out of the shower, usually when they’re due to be somewhere or - even better - when they’re running late. She’ll stalk into the bedroom, one towel wrapped in her hair and another around her body, and start rummaging through her dresser drawers or slamming open the sliding door to the closet, which is usually when he drops the book he’s reading and starts watching.
He can’t watch for long, however, because once the towel wrapped around her hair comes off the first thing she reaches for is underwear, which is usually what prompts him into action; he stands up and approaches her from behind, slipping his flesh hand between where the towel is folded and using his automail one to push her wet hair over one shoulder to give him access to her neck.
Winry no longer protests, (“We don’t have time!” she used to insist, not attempting to push his hands away. “We’re going to be late!”) and instead usually tries her best to ignore him at first. Once his hand slips lower, however, she abandons her clothes and instead braces herself against the dresser (or wall, or footboard of the bed, or bookshelf, or wherever he has her pinned), wiggles her hips against him, and lets out a low moan.
The towel around her body is dropped, forgotten, and his automail hand comes over her shoulder and cups her breast - she hisses at the feeling of the cold metal against her shower warmed skin - and he presses harder against her, picking up speed, increasing the tempo before she can gather her thoughts.
The goal is not mutual satisfaction - no, Ed still has to get into the shower himself and he can take care of his own needs there without dirtying her hands - the goal is to push her body over the edge quickly before her mind catches up and understands totally what is happening, before she can even fully break a sweat or try to reciprocate.
When she finally peaks - dresser rattling or books falling - clenching and trembling and groaning in front of him, he holds her for a minute, until he’s sure she won’t collapse from her shaking knees, and then pulls away, pants uncomfortably tight, and picks up a towel before getting into the shower himself, confident in the knowledge that she’ll get him back, maybe later tonight, but most likely the next time she has him laid out on her workbench.