37: An Unreturnable Gift
*still Asher's P.O.V.*
Caroline closed the door. My heart sped up even more when I heard the lock click into place.
"I bet they do it." someone commented.
"I don't think so." Truffle said. "Ed lacks the guts and Asher's too stupid to try anything."
"Russell Tringham, you better shut up right now or I swear I'm gonna rip off your face and staple it to you butt!!" I screamed through the door. I sighed and sat on the floor, leaning against the wall.
"They expect us to..." Ed couldn't finish his sentence. Even in the dim light I could see him blush. Even thinking about it makes me blush insanely. He sat down beside me. After half a minute I spoke.
"Can you feel anything with your arm?" I asked, placing my hand on the cold metal. Ed shook his head, raising his arm so it extended in front of him.
"it's like my entire arm is numb. I can't feel anything at all. There's just this weight on the right side of my body." he said. I moved so I sat in front of him and fingered his hand. "it really sucks sometimes." he laced his cold fingers through mine.
"do you want me to fix it?" I asked, my voice soft. He looked at me, his golden eyes full of confusion.
"Huh?" he asked. I clapped my hands together, touched my throat and mumbled something I knew he wouldn't understand. Then I grabbed his hand and kissed his palm. His entire body tensed. I sealed my alchemy and waited. He stared at his hand for a few minutes, just turning it around like it was something he had never seen before, examining every tiny aspect of it. Then I held out my hand. He hesitated before gently touching my hand with his fingertips.
"well?" I asked. His eyes went wide. I brought his hand to my face.
"I... can feel your skin..." he said slowly. He brought his other hand to my face and traced my features. I closed my eyes and let him play with my hair. "Amazing.... I can feel each strand of hair... your hair's grown a bit." he chuckled, tracing my lips. I shivered from the cold metal. He continued down, tracing my jawbone, neck and collar bone before he stopped. His hand lingered on my bare shoulder.
"Ed?" I asked, opening my eyes. He was about two centimeters away from my face. I shut my eyes as he licked my lips before kissing me. I pulled him in more, deepening it. He pushed me against the wall, moving me so both my legs were on either side of his hips. He licked my lips again and I let him in again. While his tongue explored my mouth, his hands explored my body. His fingers touched my sides ever so gently, but I twitched anyway.
"You're ticklish." He said, pulling away briefly. I gave a disappointed moan, flushing crimson when I realized it was out loud. Ed laughed and kissed me again, trailing hot kisses down my neck. I moaned again. His hands snaked up my front and began unzipping my cropped tank top. I worked his shirt off and pushed him back onto the floor. He rolled us over so he was on top.
"Time's up you guys!" Caroline called, opening the door. We both froze, staring at her with deer-in-the-headlights-of-an-eighteen-wheeler expressions. No sooner did she open it, than she slammed it shut. "Yeah, they can stay in there." she said. Ed pulled away and put his shirt back on. I sat up and ran my hand through my hair.
"Sorry. I..." Ed started. I pressed my finger to his lips.
"Don't be. I'm glad you did that." I said, smiling. He sighed and leaned against the wall.
"Sure, but I honestly didn't intend for it to go that far." he apologized.
"I can tell you want to, though." I replied.
Ed's P.O.V.
"I can tell you want to, though." Asher said. I blushed and looked at the floor.
"no comment." I muttered.
"It's okay. I'm willing to go that far with you." she said, zipping up her shirt. "Just not in a closet with people outside." she added, grinning. I sighed, stood and helped her off the floor. She held my hands and kissed me lightly. I heard something scrape against the other side of the door.
"Can you hear anything?" Russell asked. More scraping. Asher leaned her head against the door, listening.
"They're not doing anything now. It's completely silent." Winry said.
"they're eavesdropping, using a glass against the door to amplify what they want to hear." she said so softly I almost didn't hear it.
"I heard something!" Winry cried. Asher motioned for me to be quiet. After about a minute of silence, she kicked the door with all her might, nearly breaking it off its hinges. The room exploded into laughter. Asher turned the knob. The door wouldn't open.
"I think we've been locked in." she said dryly, rattling the doorknob furiously.
"looks like Ed's finally becoming a man." rustle snickered. I wanted to kill him.
"RUSSEL TRINGHAM, UNLOCK THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW OR I'M GONNA BEAT YOU SO HARD IT'LL GIVE YOUR ANCESTORS A CONCUSSOON!!!!" Asher screamed, pounding the door with her fists. I could've told her she could unlock the door with her powers, or I could've opened the door using alchemy, but I decided to let her solve it. She stopped abusing the door and looked around the room. She grabbed a crowbar (why was that in here?) and started hacking at the door. She would make a great serial killer.
"give it up already." I said twenty minutes later. Asher made unhappy noises and plopped down against the door, folding her arms and pouting.
"When we get out of here, I'm gonna kill them all and bring them back to life, clone them, kill the originals, make clones of the clones then kill the first clones then repeat the whole cycle for a year." she spat. Someone opened the door and she tumbled backwards. Black Hayate started licking her face.
"Thank you." I said to Riza, who nodded and walked away.
"Demon spawn!!" Asher hissed, chasing Black Hayate around the dorm. I walked out of the closet casually and watched her chase after the dog, leaping over furniture. Hayate barked happily.
"How do you manage a girl like that?" Rustle asked, sidling over to me. I stuffed my hands in my pockets.
"I honestly don't know." I replied. Asher jumped off a bed and jumped on the couch. Hayate barked again and ran over to Riza. Asher leapt off the couch, arm outstretched to catch Hayate. I caught her in mid-air and slung her over my shoulder like a bag of potatoes, which wasn't as easy as it looked since she weighs a lot more than she looks like she weighs. I dropped her in a chair. "Stay." I commanded.
"But--" she started, getting up.
"Stay." I repeated. She glared at me.
"I'm not a dog, Ed." she said.
I glared and pointed at the chair. "Stay." I growled. Asher folded her arms and slouched over. I walked back over to the group of people. I couldn't help dragging my hand over every object I passed. I couldn't believe I could actually feel with that arm.
"Sure. I'd love to be a bridesmaid." Winry said. I blinked, confused.
"Why are you gonna be a bridesmaid?" I asked, sitting on the couch.
"Riza agreed to marry me." Havoc stated. I gawked. Havoc, the guy who never managed to keep a girlfriend, was engaged. Holy crap!!!