Dear Readers,
Yall *cough HikaruBestFriend cough* are really gonna hate me for this chapter. Ya...I'm sorry. But it had to be done. Yall will see...But don't worry. Stupid Winry feels bad. But guys, it's been a year! And envy acted like he wanted her dead! So of coarse she thinks it's over between them! She didn't know anything about Dante's plan! She was tricked to think Envy hated her! SO STOP BITCH SLAPING YOUR COMPUTERS! And hey, edward and Winry where destined to be together. even Envy admits that. But hopefully everything goes back to normal in the next chapter. and good news! Rose is in this chapter! yay! I always liked her, even if she was a tap annoying. But she's just in this part, and she hasn't been raped yet so she still talks. Ya...And yall will never guess who's gonna be in the next chapter...AHHHHHHHH! Or who's gonna be with Lust...Oh! I've said too much! Where is Lust anyway? Haven't yall been wondering? I know where she is...Unfortunately. No, she isn't dead. Just wanna clear that up. and I hope I'm updating fast enough for yall. Ahhhh. Oh, and I recently just watched the episode where Ed and Al meet Wrath...And him meeting Winry really doesn't add up to my story! She would of had to not have been there while they went to Rush Valley, and then where taken to Dublith by Izumi and her husband. so...let's just say she didn't go. Hehe...Ya...Totally messing up the time line...becasue if Winry hadn't been there...Then Ed and Al never would have saved Izumi from Wrath killing/strangling her on Yok island...and then...* HEAD SPINNING FROM CONFUSION* ohmigawd...okay...let's just say that Envy found Wrath a whole lot earlier and all of that jazz happened even without Winry's help. Which...doesn't...make...Sense...*faints from brain damage*
- Ramona F.
Building Tension
Winry sighed and sat back in her work bench. She wiped some sweat off her brow with her forearm and looked down at her handy work. Edward's new, glistening arm was perfect.
She blushed, recalling the blunder two days ago.
If Alphonse hadn't walked in, she didn't know what would have happened.
He didn't kiss me...
She wasn't sure whether she was happy or disappointed. But she did feel a little upset. Edward had been avoiding her ever since then. Which really pissed her off actually. Whenever she would walk into a room he would stumble out like an idiot or start blushing and then Al would make some dumb excuse for them to leave. Like sparing. Poor Edward was kicking the crap out of little Alphonse. Dinner was the worst, because he couldn't leave. Granny Ponako wouldn't have it. So they had to sit opposite of each other and try not to look at one another. Which she found to be difficult, because all she could stare at where his lips. She had never noticed how soft and plump they looked...When she would find herself staring at them with her stupid goo goo eyes his burning gold eyes would look up to try and spy on her. It would both end in them blushing and trying to eat as fast as they possibly could. And then Alphonse patting Edward on the back as he choked on something and Grandma Ponako yelling at Winry for not using table manners.
He's the one one that made the move! And he's acting like I did!
She still remembered the look on Edward's face...
When Alphonse had walked in, Edward had launched himself clear to the other side of the room, and his face was the color of a tomato. His stuttering was even worse, and he almost flew out of the room. Winry had been just as bad, and could hardly focus on his arm the rest of the day. She had the suspicion that Alphonse knew what was up, and was trying to figure it out...
" Winry?"
Winry jumped at the sound of Alphonse behind her, and she turned to face him with a shaky laugh. Speak of the devil...
" Your really quiet for someone so big Al!"
Alphonse sweat dropped and took a seat on her couch.
She rubbed the back of her head.
God Winry, now you've gone and hurt his feelings.
" So, um, what's up?" She asked nervously.
Because Alphonse didn't really have a face, it was hard to read his emotions. So Winry had no idea what was going on through his mind. He just sat there as still as...Well, an empty suit of armor.
" What's going on between you and brother?" he asked.
She turned the color of a tomato. Her suspicions of the younger Elric had been correct.
I knew it!
She bit her bottom lip, and tried to pretend like she was stupid, " Um, what do you mean?"
Al's glowing eyes seemed to roll. " You two have been avoiding each other since I walked in on you guys. Tell me the truth Winry."
Once again, Winry was thankful she thought of Alphonse as a girl friend. But she really couldn't talk to him about that kind of stuff when his brother was the subject. And she couldn't talk to Granny either. She found it was a bit embarrassing to speak to her grandmother about her love life...Especially after all of the bad things she had done with Envy. The sin had really been a bad influence on her...
Alphonse clearing his nonexistent throat from the other side of the room brought her back on track.
She let out a sigh. She wished Lust was there. She felt a little pang of pain from thinking about the sin. She missed her. Sometimes she would begin to write her a letter, but stop. Where would she send it? So she just kept a small collection of letters in her room. All to her old family. She knew she would never send them, Winry just found it nice to write them. She literally wrote to all of them, even Gluttony.
Except for one member...
She returned her attention to the expectant armor, making herself focus on a matter she really didn't want to face, while avoiding another.
" I...I don't know. What does he say?" she asked that last part kind of quickly, and winced at the eagerness in her voice.
She didn't want to sound that desperate. But she couldn't help it...She was curious about Edward and Alphonse's guy talk! Surely they couldn't talk about alchemy every ten seconds...They had to talk about guy stuff once in a while...What guy stuff was, Winry really didn't know.
" He won't answer me at all. Just tries to brush it off with one of his stupid jokes about Mustang. But I can tell there's something up. What where you guys doing, anyway?" he asked, a hint of teasing in his voice.
She wished she could die. Or some big rock would fall from the sky at that moment and cause some mayhem the fantastic Elric brother's would leap into action to prevent. Anything was better than telling someone's baby brother that they had tried to kiss her!
The armor waited.
Winry slapped her forehead and dragged her hand down her face slowly.
Wasn't it obvious? She wanted to say, but knew that little Alphonse couldn't comprehend what she was talking about. She doubting he even knew what kissing was. Then she started wondering if Edward had ever explaqined that sort of stuff to him...Then her overactive mind began to wonder if Edward had ever even kissed a girl before! And if she, Winry Rockbell, had actually done something that the overacheiving Elric hadn't!
She shook her head slightly as she felt her brain begin to malfunction. She returned her gaze to Al, who was practically at the edge of his seat waiting for a reply.
" Look, Al, I really don't want to talk about this right now. Just...Shoo!" she blushed and waved her hands in front of the air, as if shooing him away. The armor, however, didn't budge.
Al sighed. " You two just need to get it over with."
Her jaw dropped to the floor as she blinked at the seven foot tall child, who looked so out of place on her small green couch. And, once again, she couldn't read his emotions.
" W-what?" She blushed.
Alphonse's eyes seemed to roll again.
" Look, I may not have a body, but I still know what desire feels like. And I could cut the sexual tension between you two with a knife! Just get it out of your systems! It's annoying me!"
Winry was speechless. She just stared at the suit of armor with her mouth hanging open, while little noises that where supposed to be words came out. She raised a shaking finger to point at him, and she finally managed some words.
" H-h-ow o-old a-are y-you a-g-gain?"
" I'm fifteen! And I know about the birds and the bees Winry!"
She could have fainted.
" You can't possibly think that-" She began.
" Winry, it's written all over both of your faces!"
It was quiet for a long time. Winry couldn't help but stare at Alphonse. She just couldn't believe she was still talking to the soft spoken boy she had grown up with...and what he was implying she and his big brother do!
Finally, Alphonse stood and made his way to the door. Before he was fully out of the room he stopped, but didn't turn around.
" Edward was really worried when you where gone Winry. I just want you to know that. I...I haven't seen him like that since Mom died." And with that, he left, his empty footsteps fading down the hall.
Winry stared at where his body had been for a while.
What did this all mean?
Just because Alphonse had told her to do something ( which she still couldn't believe) didn't mean she had to...And didn't make it right. Winry knew she was still in love with Envy. She wasn't being fair to Edward. Even if a part of her loved him. Winry wanted to kick herself. She was such a hussy. Leading on poor little Edward...While she should be with him! But she still felt her stomach churn with uneasiness at the idea. She still yearned for the green hair sin.
And she still didn't believe that Edward had feelings for her other than friendship. She wasn't sure what had gone on between then two days ago, but she knew it wasn't in Edward's agenda to start...Whatever it was he was trying to do by...Doing what he did. Edward didn't have time for girls. He had to get he and his brothers bodies back.
And besides! Winry thought in a huff, Who says he was going to kiss me? He may have been just messing with me...Even if he had never messed with me like that before...
And Winry was afraid if he did act on his new found "feelings"- which she still didn't believe existed- what she would do. Would she push him away? What if he asked why. It's not like she could say " I'm in love with Envy"? She had heard him speak about the homunculus while she had been back.
It was hard to believe her old family had done the things Edward claimed.
Especially Envy.
Had he really killed Maes Hughs?
She tried to hold back tears.
" Um...Winry?"
She jumped and yelped. She turned to see Edward in the door way, looking at the floor with a blush spreading across his cheeks. She prayed that he hadn't heard what his little brother had just told her to do. She gulped and closed her eyes, counting to ten slowly as her blush faded. She opened her eyes to see he was staring at her. Her heart fluttered beyond her control and then she started rambling like the idiot she knew she was.
" Oh, right, your here for your new arm! I assure you it's the best off the best, here-" She got up, lugging her large equipment box, and sat down on the couch. She patted a vacant seat beside her nervously , " Take a seat." She tried not to think about how close he would be. Or his smell. Just the thought made her stomach flutter.
Clearly, he was trying not to think of the closeness either, and took tentative steps to the couch, shutting the door behind him. When he sat, he instantly turned away from her and removed his shirt ( Unlike the other day, she noted, when he had tried to show off his body). Winry could help but stare at his sun kissed, toned back and shoulders. Her stomach did flip flops and she let out a shaky breath. Her breath stirred his skin and he got goose bumps, spreading across his soft skin, causing her to notice it even more, and imagine what it might feel like...She shook her head, and her hair swiped across his skin, causing his shoulder muscle to twitch. She blushed at this reaction and with shaking hands, went to remove his braid.
Just keep calm Winry. Focus.
Slowly, she dragged off the tie that kept his thick braid together, and ran her long fingers through his soft hair. She wondered if Edward even took care of his hair. He never cut it...But he did braid it instead of simply tying it in a pony tail. She marveled at how well he could braid...She never did it good enough and she would see him retie it later. His dark golden hair caught in the light and she then wondered if he knew how beautiful his hair was. Winry did. It was like gold...Just like his eyes. He was like the sun...Full of warmth.
Her cheeks burned and she gulped.
As she slowly moved his hair over his shoulder her fingers accidentally brushed against his shoulders, spine, and neck. Edward's back straightened involuntarily and he shivered.
" Sorry..." Winry whispered, her breath swirling on his neck once again. She saw him shiver.
" I-it's okay." he mumbled.
I want to die. Right now.
Winry picked up the new arm and made a few final adjustments, then stood and reseated herself to be sitting in front of Edward. His eyes where down cast and he lowered his head as she made herself comfortable, his bangs masking his eyes.
Winry tried to ignore this, and brought the arm to his empty socket. She knew it would hurt. It always did. Unconsciously, she took his other hand in hers, and when his shocked eyes came up to meet hers, she smiled at him, trying to forget the strange tension that was now between them. She still cared about him, and hated to see him in pain.
" Just squeeze when it hurts." She instructed.
Edward gulped and nodded.
With one quick movement, Winry thrust the arm into his socket, and Edward's eyes squeezed tightly in pain. She regretted giving him her hand, and his fingers painfully crushed hers. But a memory flooded into her mind at the sound of his muffled cry coming through his tight lips.
" This pain is nothing..."
She stared at the strong boy sitting before her. She had attached many arms and legs, to grown men of various ages. And all cried out, crying like children. And here was a child, that dared not to make a sound. His strength sent a chill down her spine and she felt that old burning in the pit of her being. His hand was still on hers, but the tension lessened, and his burning amber eyes flickered up to hers. She got goose bumps, and tried to cast her eyes down, but couldn't.
" H-how does it feel?" she asked softly.
He turned his smoldering gaze to his arm, and Winry was grateful.
He wiggled his fingers and smiled, then made a fist. He turned his smile on her and she felt herself blush. " Your the best Win. It feels great."
She couldn't help but beam with pride and smile widely at him.
" It's lighter and stronger, so you'll be able to move around a lot faster, and it won't break like last time. I used a denser metal that was lighter and more flexible. I also added a few new gears..." she rambled on as she took the arm in both hands and began messing with it. As Winry sealed the deal by tightening the screws to his arm, she didn't notice Edward's eyes on her face.
" So, how are you?" he asked softly, his breath stirring her hair a little. she refrained from inhaling.
She blinked in surprise and turned her attention on him. He was staring at her, and she blushed.
" W-what do you mean?" She asked even softer.
" I mean, since we found you. I haven't really been able to visit. I just wanted to make sure you where...Alright." He looked away from her then, blushing slightly.
She tried to put on a happy face, but the muscles behind her mask where slowly disolving. Winry's face became relaxed and she returned her attention back to his arm as she answered.
" When I was first taken, I was so sure you and Al would rescue me..." She said softly. She didn't know what caused her to say this...But she wanted to.
She could feel Edward's eyes on her now, and his body visibly stiffened.
" But we did! I searched all over for you Win. Really!"
She looked back up at him, her eyes pools of sadness and his of fury.
" It's been a year Edward. And entire year." She whispered.
His eyes became sad and he couldn't meet her gaze.
The fact that he couldn't visit her in a year...It made her so sad. She thought that surely the thought of her being dead would have brought him to his senses, but no. Edward was the same, selfish little brat he had always been. Coming into terms with this, Winry realized he would never ever change. Even his little would be kiss blunder from the other day didn't matter. She and Edward would always be a " what if ". Never a reality.
She furiously tightened his screws, and they sat in silence for what felt like forever.
When she was finally finished, Winry tossed her screw driver into her tool box and got up to leave. Before she could storm off, Edward grabbed her wrist.
" Let go Ed." She snapped.
" No." He snapped back, and forced her to sit down. She fell against her will, and he grabbed both of her wrists. She ended up sitting cross legged before him, and their eyes met, both furious.
" Let go!" She repeated.
" No!" He also repeated.
They stared at each other and her anger that had been pent up over the years flooded out so fast she could hardly contain it, " Why is it that you have to be such an ungrateful jerk? All you want me for is to be your stupid automail mechanic! What if you had never lost your arm? What would I be then? Nothing! You would never come back here at all! You never call, never write, unless you need me to come fix you up because you've gone and busted yourself up again! All you care about is that stupid stone! Well, Edward, I'm sick of it. I can't just sit here and wait for you to go and break yourself if that's what it takes for me to see you. I'm not always going to be here Edward! I won't always be here to sit around and wait for you! I have a life! I thought...I thought you would have realized that when I went missing! But no. Your the same. Exactly the same." Her voice broke on exactly, but she tried not to let it show.
His hands had softened on her wrists, and she pulled away. As she went to stand, Edward jumped her. She let out a cry and was suddenly on her back, with her hands pinned beside her head. Edward was straddling her, and his hair was falling into his face, hiding it from her. She blushed at the closeness, but was still pissed at him. She didn't let the heat he was radiating from his body bother her. Didn't let his smell engulf her senses. She actually wanted to hit him. Badly.
She squirmed.
" Get off of me yo-"
" How could you think that?" He said sharply.
She stopped her squirming and stared at him in confusion and anger.
Finally, she could see his amber eyes, and they where a mix of pain and anger. She shivered slightly but tried to keep her angry face.
" When you where gone I...It was my fault. If I would have stayed with you that night you never would have been taken. But you have to understand Winry, I have to get Al and I's bodies back. It's very important."
She bitterly laughed.
" And what about when you do get them back? Do you still think I'll be here? Waiting for you? You won't have an arm and leg for me to fix, so what's the point of you even coming back at all?" she said angrily, and once again tried to squirm. His automail arm held onto her tightly, and she knew there was no way of getting out of it's grasp. She marveled in how strong his human arm was as well.
She stopped her squirming when water fell on her cheek and she looked up at Edward. His face was twisted in anguish, and she felt a pang at her heart. His tear slid on her cheek as they did on his, and she couldn't help but turn so she was fully looking at him.
" I..I thought you had died..." he whispered.
She didn't know what to say. Didn't know what to do. She felt so many emotions inside her, conflicting with one another. She had spent most of her life loving Edward...But there was still apart of her that need to be with Envy. She felt torn in half once again.
Winry was brought to reality when her wrists where released and Edward's hands had tentatively moved to cup the sides of her face with a softness she hadn't known him to possess. His eyes where still brimmed with tears, but they where strong, along with the rest of his handsome face. Winry blushed and she was suddenly aware of how close they where to one another. She cursed herself again for wearing such revealing clothing, especially a short mini skirt and her skin tight white tank top. Her breath quickened as Edward leaned down, and there where no second thoughts to his eyes. He didn't look away, didn't hesitate. And she couldn't stop looking into his amber depths.
His face was so close to hers, their noses where almost touching.
" What do I have to do to prove how important you are to me Winry?" He whispered, his hot breath wafting over her and rekindling that hidden fire within her that she hadn't had the pleasure of feeling in a long, long time. He smelt so delicious to her, her mouth watered, she felt dizzy with his intoxication.
She was at a loss for words, and her lips parted slowly. Edward finally let his eyes travel to her lips and she blushed at the way he was looking at them.
No...Envy.
Edwards lips met hers.
Unlike Envy, Edward was human, and therefor capable of kissing her without restraint. Edward didn't hold back as he crushed his lips to hers, and her teeth didn't hurt at the contact. His lips where soft and warm, and he hungrily tugged at her bottom lip with his teeth. She gasped in surprise at his ferocity and where his automail hand had traveled, and he used that as entrance. Edward moaned into her mouth, and this caused her to arch her back. She felt like she was on fire. Everywhere Edward touched delightfully scorched her, and she could feel the heat of his body seep into her. She felt like she was baking under a summer sun, and soon Edward's scent was all around her. His brave tongue twirled around her shy one, and he haphazardly moved his lips with hers. He was so fast, and ruff Winry didn't know what to do. She didn't know where he had learned to kiss, but it was hard to believe he had never done it before. She kissed him back with fervor, and ran her hands through his beautiful hair. Their movements where fast, but not at all rushed. It was like a torrent of pent up emotions was gushing over them at once, and Winry found herself drowning in him. She pulled at his hair, but he returned the favor by almost painfully gripping her breast with his automail. Her nails raked across his scalp, and his human hand held onto her neck so hard, shew as sure she'd have bruises. But she didn't care. She thought she should feel pain where his rough hands traveled against her soft skin. But she felt nothing but pleasure as his human hand went under her shirt and grabbed at her bare breast. She squealed into his mouth, and she could have sworn she felt him smile against her lips.
With Envy, Winry had always felt like she had to hold back, because she could feel him doing so. But with Edward, he used all off his strength, and she was pitiful against it. His knee came up and parted her legs, and he wrapped his automail arm around her waist, drawing her closer. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and her lungs burned for air, but she didn't want to tear away.
Tears ran down her face from what she guessed was joy and sadness.
I'm sorry Envy...
One half of her couldn't believe she was apologizing to someone who had tried to kill her...But the other half thought she was doing something wrong.
Edward pulled away and gasped. She herself was panting, and when her eyes fluttered open she couldn't help put see the lust sparkling in Edward's golden orbs.
Edward brought his automail hand to her face. It was cold to the touch, but absorbed her warmth as it caressed her skin. He ran a finger on her bottom lip, and she couldn't contain a shiver. Edward smiled, and leaned his face down to the crook of her neck. She could feel his lips on her ear, his hot, ragged breath against her skin.
" I want to feel you with both of my hands Winry...So I have to keep searching."
She brought her face back to look into his eyes, which where now blazing with emotion.
" But...What if you don't come back?" she whispered, afraid to hear it even through her own lips.
He smiled confidentially and slowly shook his head. " Of coarse I'll come back."
Winry stared at his confidence. He was always like that, she knew. But there was still that slight chance...Edward thought he could do anything. That was one of the reasons why she loved him. But there was still that chance.
" How can I believe you?" she asked softly.
His face softened and he leaned down once again, to press his lips to hers. Gentler this time, and very lightly. She tingled all over and when he pulled back she followed his lips. He smiled down at her, and whispered against her lips, like a caress, " Because I love you, Winry."
There it was. She felt it go off inside of her like bang. A painful gunshot to her heart. She was hopping he wouldn't say it. Hoping with all of her might. Because she did love him. But not all of her. A part of her still yearned for the sin who had tried to kill her. For the lovely creature who had thrown her out of a window. She could see his wickedly lovely eyes now. Could smell his dark and floral scent on her, could feel his soft skin and inhuman warmth. Could taste his strangely sweet lips. She could hear him, whispering in her hear the sweet nothings he would tease her with. When she closed her eyes in hopes of blocking out his amethyst stare, she would instead see his dark grin and sharp teeth. She could feel them nipping at her skin and moving against her lips. She could her his ragged moans and gasps in the dead of night. Could feel his hands on her skin, fluttering like a butterflies wings. She could feel him even now...
" Your going to feel nothing in a moment dear. Don't worry..."
Sick realization flooded inside of her chest like small pimpricks. The awakening of reality stomred in like a hurricain to her memories, wrecking them about like the aftermath of a tornato. He had tried to kill her. Even if his damned amethyst eyes had been sad, winry knew she had to come to grips with reality. No matter how harsh it was.
And here was Edward. Pouring his heart out to her. hear he was offering her warm love, while she was thinking about her cold past. She looked up at him with her tear filled eyes, and saw he was staring down at her, holding his breath for her reply. She knew what she had to say. But she couldn't tell him about Envy. She wanted to, desperately, but she couldn't. So, like with Dante, she told him half truths.
" I love you too." She whispered. After she said it, had finally said it, she felt slightly better. Happy, even.
But he knew that in the morning he would be gone, and her new found happiness would fly out the window and leaver her alone, in her room, with the stone flower and her thoughts.
She held in a sob and held onto him tighter. She kissed his shoulders, and felt his skin tingle beneath her lips. His throat hitched and he let out a little moan. Winry's assumptions about his shoulders where correct...
" Stay with me tonight..." she whispered as seductively as she could manage in his ear.
Those unfulfilled nights with Envy where back with a vengeance, and she hardly felt like herself.
He didn't answer, just pulled back from her. She thought he was going to leave like he always did, but when his lips hungrily came crashing down on hers, she could feel the smirk on his lips.
She gasped into his mouth when she felt his human hand travel just beneath her skirt and stroke a very sensitive part of her anatomy that Envy had never come near. She mewled into his mouth and she felt his smirk again.
His warm hand moved her panties aside, and his index finger stroked her slowly.
Winry broke away from his lips to put her head back, moaning softly.
Edward sent kisses down her throat her chest, which was still covered by her tank.
Winry felt as his finger grazed a extra sensitive part of her and she sent out a scream that was a mixture of his name and something else. She shuddered as he began sucking on her throat, nipping at her soft skin, whispering into in.
" En..."
She stopped herself and her eyes snapped open.
She was about to say a name she knew she shouldn't...
she bit her lip, trying to contain another moan as she felt Edward's finger dive into her deeply. Her tightness closed around him and she felt his lips pull into a smile.
He pumped in her deeper, his hands becoming coated in her thick juices. With every movement, Winry was finding it harder and harder to keep in her moans. Edward added in another finger and she couldn't contain her ecstasy any longer.
" Ed-Edward!" She gasped and her body jolted upright.
He caught her in his arms, slipping his fingers out of her. She breathed heavily against his shoulder, and she felt how thick she was with her own juices. She blushed at what he'd just done. Envy had never touched her like that...
She felt something hard pressing into her, and separated from Edward to look down at his groin. He was obviously enjoying himself, and her eyes turned into the size of saucers. Winry didn't know what came over her, but she had Edward on his back. She kept her face eye level with his groin as she brought her long fingers to the massive bulge and swept her fingers over the mass. Edward responded by moaning and squinting his eyes shut, a brilliant blush spreading across his face. Driven by her curiosity, Winry grabbed onto him and was surprised by his girth. She thought that short guys where always...
" Winry..." he moaned, interrupting her thoughts.
She didn't know what he wanted her to do exactly, but her curiosity led to her unfastening his belt buckle and unzipping his pants. She slowly dragged them off of his body until he was just in his boxers and she had a good look at his growing want.
Envy had only ever let her get his loin cloth off.
Thinking about him made her heart ache, so she shooed off the thoughts.
Winry brought her hand back to the bulge and grasped it firmly.
Man, he's really...
Edward's real hand softly grabbed onto the back of Winry's head and began running his fingers through his hair. She then understood what he wanted her to do, and blushed crazily.
" Winry..." he begged now.
She gulped and opened the hole to his boxers.
She blushed so deeply she was sure she could melt butter.
Never before had she seen this part of a man before.
I really don't think I should-
Before she could react, Edward's hand on the back of her head pushed her forward slightly, and her lips grazed over him. His hips moved forwards automatically, and when Winry went to gasp, his manhood went deeply inside of her mouth. Winry closed her eyes for a moment and felt warm in her stomach. She felt her nipples go hard and a buzzing in her panties. She twirled her tongue around him experimentally and he groaned very loudly. The hand on the back of her head eased up, and she now guessed on what to do by how loud his moans got. With guides from his hands, which where on each side of her head, she bobbed up and down over him, and he slowly grew harder and harder in her mouth. He was almost too big for her to handle, but she managed. She actually enjoyed herself, and found herself sucking at him furiously. She even bit him softly, and when she did he said her name raggedly.
" Winry...I can't.." he whispered hoarsely, and his hands pulled her head off of him completely just as his hot, sticky seed squirted on her mouth.
She licked her lips and tasted the salty fluid. It wasn't as bad as Lust had said. Like salty chips.
Winry looked up at Edward to see he was looking down at her, breathing heavily as a blush spread across his lips. He watched her drag her tongue across her bottom lip, and she smiled mischievously when he gulped.
" Did you like that?" She purred, and crawled up the length of his body.
She suddenly felt like Envy. Or even Lust.
He gulped again and looked at her mouth as she spoke. She was well aware of how he was firmly pressing against her stomach, and she wiggled just the right way to have his head go back against the arm rest and him to moan out her name.
It was her turn now, she thought. She was going to pay him back for leaving her all of those times...
Just as she was about to speak again, images assaulted her mind.
She saw Envy, with his head drawn back the same as Edward, and her hands on his chest like now, but they where on the couch at the summer house. She saw him look up at her when she hesitated, and his amethyst eyes sparkle with lust and a wicked grin tug on his full lips.
" What's wrong human? Too afraid?" He would ask huskily. She remembered answering him by assaulting him with kisses, and she could feel – like now with Edward- his growing desires. After she had kissed him he would pull her into an embrace, and whisper seductively in her ear, " Let's take this up to the bed room, shall we?"
She closed her eyes, but the hot tears she was trying to contain washed over her. She clutched at the gaping hole in her chest and cried out.
" Win?"
Winry could feel Edward's eyes on her now.
She couldn't look at him. She was so torn.
She just buried her face in his chest and cried. She felt his arms go around her, and was happy when sweet darkness swept over her mind. She was reminded of that time with the snake chimera...But she knew this wasn't death. Just sleep.
She was afraid for a moment, about sleeping. But she knew she had to see him. She cried for him even now, she yearned for him even though she had someone that loved her right here. She wanted to whisper his name, but knew she couldn't. So she said it over and over in her head like a prayer.
Winry said what she always wanted to tell him, but never could.
Envy, I love you.
And then she went and started crying even harder. Because she knew he didn't love her. And that realization made the hole in her chest burn around the edges, as if someone had purposely added salt. Her mind was once more assaulted with images, and she knew she was dreaming.
She was in a field with Envy, with purple wildflowers coming up to her waist. The moon was shinning brightly above, spreading it's silvery light over his inhuman beauty. He was holding her hand and walking in front of her, leading her somewhere. She wouldn't budge, and when he felt she would't, he turned back to give her a questioning look.
Winry knew she didn't have much time, so she asked him the question that she always wondered in reality.
" Do you love me?"
His face donned her favorite lopsided grin, and he came to stand close to her. He did her favorite thing, moving a stray piece of hair behind her ear so tenderly he wasn't himself. His eyes where so beautiful, and she couldn't help but stare into them.
" I miss you..." She whispered, forgetting her question. Her voice was filled with her emotions and a tear began to fall. Envy's finger caught it, and his face was filled with confusion and compassion.
" I'm here Winry." He said, and moved closer to her, so his lips where just a breath away from hers.
She closed her eyes, waiting for the contact. She waited all day for this.
" I'm not going anywhere." He whispered on her lips before he claimed them.
She sobbed into his mouth. Because she could hardly feel it. Could hardly taste him.
I miss you.
Envy's predatory eyes scanned the horizon as he looked out onto the dark city of Lior. He hated the godforsaken desert and it's disgusting people. But he was glad for the silence. Besides the cries from the city below, this silence rivaled that of his beloved underground city. But he was happy he wasn't there.
A few days after his breakdown with Sloth, Dante had ordered him to be sent to the desert wasteland. The people where either injured, or dead, and Envy constantly found himself staring at a deceased mother who's child sat crying beside her unmoving body. He wasn't filled with any sort of amusement. Only a sort of sadness that was half lived.
Why should you care? Hissed the voice that had been absent for some time now, but only came out when he either felt emotions, or thought of Winry.
Because she would have cared. Envy stated, and turned his back away from the city scene below him. He couldn't look anymore.
He was in his preferred form, and he hardly cared if anyone saw him like this now. He didn't need to keep up the face of that damned preacher. That form disgusted him any way.
He went down the stairs of the clock tower, and made his way to the ransacked rooms he had been staying in. After the soldiers had come, everything around the place seemed to be in ruins. He hesitated by his door, and found himself to continue on down the hall. His feet took him to the old church, which had been coincidentally unharmed, or put back together. Envy sighed, and sat down in a pew. He rested his forehead against the cool wooden surface of the bench before him. Digging the worn folded paper from his pocket, Envy slowly unfolded the picture of Winry. He stared at it like he did whenever he was alone, hypnotized.
He ran his fingers around her shape, and found a sad smile form on his lips.
The voice impatiently sighed into his head.
Your such a sap. Aren't you ever going to throw that stupid thing away?
Envy growled at the voice. I'll keep whatever the hell I want.
The voice snickered, She's probably doing Edward as we speak.
His hands almost tore up the picture of Winry, but he calmed himself. He wouldn't allow himself to destroy something so important to him. It was his prized possession. His gateway to her. It was his home away from home. He now knew what those soldiers he would kill felt. He had seen them hold photographs of their loved ones. Now he felt remorse for killing them. Like that man...Maes Hughs. He had seen a photograph of his wife and child flutter from his pocket. Envy had changed into his wife and had shot him...he had loved the look on his face. But now...Now it made him feel sick.
The impatient grumble of the voice brought his thoughts back to the present.
He didn't know why he bothered to answer the stupid thing. It was just a figure of his imagination. I don't care. I knew that would happen anyway.
Oh, but you do care. Your so pent up...All these lonely nights without anyone. You'll take the first female you see.
Envy bared his teeth.
It was true, he was very lonely. But he didn't want anyone else. His body yearned for one person. And she was currently in the hands off the Fullmetal pipsqueak, half way around the world. He couldn't be with her anymore, and she had probably already forgotten about him.
But Envy could never forget about her.
Even when he went to different brothels.
He couldn't believe it had turned to that, but he was just so lonely. He would only set his sights on blonds, or someone that resembled her in anyway. But he would never get far with them. He would always wind up slapping them or breaking their necks. Or they had simply been too whorish, and had tried to do things that he didn't trust them doing, or that his Winry would never think of. Envy felt disgusted with himself whenever he would leave those places, and his pent up frustration was driving him mad.
He hated to admit it, but if he didn't find an out lit soon, he would go insane.
" Are you alright?"
He looked up from his inner turmoil to see a girl at the alter. She must have been polishing it or something, because she had a wet rag in her hand and a bucket in the other. He recognized her as the girl who dotted around that damned father he had pretended to be a while ago. But he hardly remembered her, or her name. She had kind, dark purple eyes and strange pink bangs while the rest of her hair was dark and waist long. Her skin was tanned and Envy guessed she was born in Lior. She held an exotic beauty, and mysteries of a foreign flower. She was in fact very beautiful, but not as appealing as Winry.
But her eyes smiled. Something he had been missing.
" I-I'm fine." he answered, his voice echoing off the stone walls.
She put down her bucket and wash cloth and began walking over.
You could take her...The voice stated.
Envy gulped and tried not to watch her body move as she walked. She went to the pew before him, folded her arms over it and rested on her knees. She looked at him with curious eyes, which fell on the picture of Winry.
Her eyes went wide and she pointed to the picture and then looked at him.
" Can I see?" She smiled.
Envy was very protective over the photo, but knew she wouldn't harm it. He could tell she was kind. So he slowly handed it to her. She smiled softly as she looked at the photograph of Winry.
Envy had ripped off the words around it, and he was now thankful he had. She would probably ask questions about why she was missing, and then he would have to make up some story. Which he really didn't feel like doing.
" She's beautiful." She said, handing him back the picture,
Envy didn't know what to say, just took back the picture and stared down at it. A soft smile spread on his lips, and he looked down into Winry's eyes. " Yes...She is." He murmured.
" How long have you been together?"
He looked up at her with wide eyes, and she smiled warmly.
" I can tell by the way you look at her that she's special. Come on, tell me all about her!"
He frowned. To her he was a stranger, so why would she be asking him such personal questions?
" Why should I tell you?" He asked.
She didn't seem fazed by this, only shrugged.
" I'm curious."
He sighed. " Curiosity killed the cat, you know." He raised an eyebrow.
The girl smiled and held out her hand. " My name is Rose."
Envy looked into her dark purple eyes and found himself reaching out his fingerless gloved hand to hers, and shaking it. He smiled softly. " Envy." he liked this human. she avoided his questions with questions.
One of her eyebrows went up. " Weird name."
He glared at her and she blushed.
" Sorry, it's just I've never heard such a name before."
He shook his head, and found his anger was gone. " No, it's fine."
Your such a wuss. Look what not eating the stones has turned you into. A year ago this girl would be dead! First the picture, and now this!
" What's her name?" Rose asked, and pointed down to the picture.
Envy, glad for the distraction from the voice, smiled down at the photo.
" Winry. Winry Rockbell." The name rolled off of his tongue in a delightful manner.
He noticed Rose's smile brighten and she to looked down at the picture.
" I've never seen eyes so blue before. She's like an angel!" Rose smiled.
Envy's heart felt like someone was squeezing it, and he knew Rose caught the sad look on his face.
Because she was right. She was a angel. Another reason he couldn't be with her.
" Oh no..I'm sorry." She whispered.
He looked up and saw she was staring at him sympathetically.
" Are you two...Broken up?" she asked slowly.
A grin spread on his face despite the sadness that washed over him. And he let out a bitter laugh that seemed to surprise her. He wished it could be that simple.
" You know...I'm not even sure if we where technically together." He said sadly.
Rose's face turned to confusion. " How could you not know?"
Envy had gone over it in his head countless times, and he was drawn to this one conclusion. This other fact that still angered him to that very day. He had never told her how he really felt. And she had never told him. What could have been bloomed out of his reach with Edward, and here he was. Sitting in a church. Looking at her photograph. Unable to answer his own question to a girl he hardly even knew.
He should have lied to the girl. He knew that. But Envy wanted to speak with someone besides his fellow humunculie. Envy didn't know if that was because he wanted a humans advice, or someone elses outlook on his situation. Whatever that was exactly...
" Our time together was...Rushed. And I had to...Make her think I didn't love her." He said slowly, trying to make sense of it without explaining everything.
Rose let out a little gasp, and her face was sympathetic.
" Did you ever tell her you loved her?" She asked urgently.
He hung his head. " No...And it's my greatest regret."
It was quiet for a few moments, before he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up to see a warm smile on Rose's face.
" Then you should go tell her."
He shook his head. " No...She can't ever see me again."
Rose shook him with the hand that was rested on her shoulder, trying to bring power to her words.
" But you must. Or the two of you will go one with your lives never knowing! Do you really want to go on living your life thinking that she's probably with someone else, while there was that chance she could have been with you?" She tried to look into his eyes, but he had his head turned down.
That's exactly what I was going to do. He thought bitterly.
She must have taken his silence as a signal, as if her words where getting through to him, so she continued on with her speech. " and then to go on the rest of your life thinking; "what if I had only faced my fears and gone out to find her?" Don't look back on the past. That's happened already. Time heals all wounds, and love is something every creature on this earth strives after! If you love her enough, you'll jump over any obstacle to be with her!"
He knew he shouldn't have listened. Shouldn't have even considered...
But her words affected him all the same, to an extent he didn't think she realized.
Could he?
Could he just... go?
Go against his fellow humunculie and...Seek her out?
Could he really jump over such a big obstacle to be with Winry?
What if she rejects him? What if she's already with Fullmetal? Knowing that damned bastard he had probably moved in for the kill the second Envy handed her over to him! They where probably together right then, on the other side of the world. Envy sat and stewed in his anger.
Envy could hear them now. Edward's groans and moans and Winry's rushed gasps he knew all too well.
He closed his eyes, and fought back memories of her underneath him. Of his body itching with anticipation and the struggle to hold back. He had wanted badly to ravish her, but he had been so afraid. Cautious kisses and caresses where all he had been able to give, and he knew she had wanted more. Knew every time she had tried to touch him a certain way, and had attempted to take off his lion cloth. He had made himself stop. For her sake and his own.
He didn't want to hurt her, and he knew he would loose himself if he ever let himself indulge in her. Envy could sense she wanted him as badly as he had wanted her, but he wouldn't let himself.
And now, with the idea of going to her dangling seductively before him..he couldn't help but ask the wise girl before him another question that had been nagging him for the past few months.
" But...How can I just go to her?" He whispered.
Rose smiled.
" You've got legs. Just get up and use them."
Envy looked up into her eyes, trying to understand. How could someone so young possibly have all of that wisdom?
Rose looked back at him, with no sign of fear. She only smiled, becoming as serene as a goddess. Her locked eyes with him, and her smile fell slightly as a blush spread across her tanned cheeks. Envy took in her strange behavior and didn't know what to make of it, until she uttered her next sentence.
" You know, you've got beautiful eyes...They look almost...Amethyst...strange." She murmured, as if in a trance now.
He noticed recently that he had this affect with woman, when he would capture their attention with his own. When he would look into their eyes for a moment too long. He found it made them almost paralyzed.
He was then reminded of something Winry had said...
Envy gave her a lopsided grin and stood suddenly. He looked down at her and he couldn't contain one of his dark grins as he answered her remark. " So I've been told."
Ya...So for those of you who weren't expecting that...I'd like to apologize. But I felt like poor little pipsqueak deserved it. I mean, he does love the girl. And while she's doing all of that Envy is innocently looking at her picture! which, you have to hand it to me, is pretty adorable! And I just thought of something...How does Winry have that stone flower Wrath made for her? Ah, well...Just don't think about it. Even if it's bugging me. Oh, and having watched the episode where they found Wrath, me and and the author of Of Bullets and Mercury's theories are correct. The stones DO change the way the homounculie think. And Envy says " I've been eating the stones all my life" ya...I'm a nerd.