Hehehe!

I'm sorry! I couldn't help it!

Here's the second part to "I saw Winry Kissing Santa Claus!"

NOTE: for fluffiness, stick only with Part One. This chappie gets a little more... intense... with a hint of lemony flavor... if you know what I mean.

Disclaimer: I don't own FMA

Pairing: EdxWinry

I Saw Winry Kissing Santa Claus

Part 2

Winry moaned into Ed's mouth as his tongue flicked across hers.

Still on his lap, Winry was getting quite uncomfortable with kissing at her current angle. She silently moved to straddle him without breaking he kiss. Ed's hands on her waist brought her closer to him after she moved, grinding their hips together.

They broke for air, panting softly into one another's hair.

"Thank you for the Christmas gift Ed. I love it," she whispered softly.

Ed blushed, "Yeah?... Well, you're welcome," he whispered back, taking the locket from her hands and fastening it around her neck. She leaned back on his lap to look into his eyes.

She smiled. He smiled back.

"You should probably get back to the party," he said, leaning back in his chair again. "They'll wonder where you've gone,"

"Awww," Winry whined like a child, leaning forward onto Ed's chest and kissing his neck. "But I don't wanna,"

Ed chuckled. "But you're not supposed to be here. Pinako told me specifically that I wasn't allowed to see you until the snowball war. We could get in an awful lot of trouble. And they'll be looking for you. You'd better go,"

"But Edward!"

"Don't worry. I'll see you in a few minutes, although we have to pretend this never happened,"

Winry pouted.

"We can pretend. It'll be our little secret for a while. And then we can commence our antics later on tonight after everyone's left,"

"Only if we're in my room," Winry whispered seductively to him.

Edward smiled and kissed her. "Sure," he said, picking her up and placing her on the ground.

Winry started toward the door as Edward stared after her. "Oh," she said. "I almost forgot," she came back over to where Ed was siting and climbed onto the arms of the chair, reaching up.

And Edward was reminded of how very short a skirt she was wearing.

She smiled at his blushing face and simply said: "I told Pinako I'd find the mistletoe," she giggled, and then made her way to the door. "Goodbye, Ed," she said, attempting to make him regret stopping.

Ed made his way to the bathroom off of the room, dunking his face under cold water, and changing out of his Santa costume.

Then, thoughts of Winry in his head, he slipped out the window to meet Alphonse.

Winry closed the door behind her with a contented smile on her face.

"Well, Winry?" Pinako asked, suspiciously.

"Well what?" Winry asked.

"Did you find that mistletoe?" the old woman asked. "You were in there for an awfully long time,"

"Oh, yes!" she said, handing the woman the plant. "That Santa Claus was helping me find it. It was... underneath the desk in a bag. Took such a long time to find it! That Santa is wicked helpful, though! HAHAHAHAHA!" Winry rambled, walking backwards to get away from her grandmother's inquisitive stare. "Got to go, snowball war starting soon!" she turned and fled from the room, running into a boy as she did so.

"Winry?" he asked.

She looked up to find Ronald, the boy who had temporarily taken over for Ed as team Elric's Commander.

"Ronald," she said curtly.

"That's a very short skirt you're wearing," he said, then slapped a hand over his mouth.

Winry blushed and pulled the skirt down. "Pervert!" she said.

"Wah! No! You've got it-"

But it was too late.

The wrench connected with his skull, accompanied by a sickening sound of crunching bone.

"What'd you do that for!" Ronald shouted at her.

"For you being a pervert! Stop looking at my skirt!"

"Who said I was looking at your skirt!"

Here they went, the annual fight. The one that got both captains riled up enough to want to crush each other in the snowball war. Needless to say, this subject had never been touched upon before.

"You did!"

"When!"

"You just commented on its size, meaning that you had to see it! I've never heard of someone commenting on the size of an article of clothing without having seen it first!"

"So I was looking at your skirt!"

"I knew it! Pervert!"

"Well maybe I am-- because it's really not that bad to look at!"

"What!" Winry shouted, blushing.

"You heard me! And your legs aren't that bad either!"

Winry blushed harder, looking around to see if anyone had been listening.

"And dangit, Winry! Slap me if you want to! But I have to do this!"

He took two steps up to her, cupped her face in his hands, and kissed her. Hard.

"There! I did it! Now, if you don't mind we'll settle this on the battlefield!" he said, pushing past her, and knocking her to the floor.

Winry didn't know what to do.

So she settled for starting to cry and running upstairs to her room to change for the snowball war.

(A/N: hehehe! Romantic tension! I love it! ... please don't hate me...)

"What took you so long brother?" Alphonse asked Edward when he jumped back onto the snow-covered ground.

"Sorry... er- lost track of time," Ed made up.

Alphonse looked at him skeptically, but didn't say anything.

"Ready, Al?"

"Yep," Alphonse answered.

Both came around the corner of the house just as all of the kids were making it outside for the snowball war. Winry was still in tears from her earlier encounter. And Edward wanted to ask her what it was about. Was it something he'd done earlier? But he had to refrain himself from asking. No one was supposed to know about their little encounter.

"Well look here, Al. Just in time for the snowball war!" Ed said, a little overly loud.

All eyes were drawn to them.

A few gasps were heard.

"General Elric, sir!" a large group of them said, saluting.

"Huh? General. Haruko's the general, I'm just a Major-" he started, then realized they were talkiing about the snowball war.

They looked at him strangely.

"Oh yeah," he said, strukong his ching. "You guys did call me General during the snowball wars," he chuckled.

They smiled.

Then, as if he was just seeing her for the first time, he said to Winry, "General Rockbell! Good to see- hey Win, what's the matter?" he asked, concerned.

'Win?' Ronald thought, questioning the nickname.

"EDWARD ELRIC!" she shouted, throwing her wrench at the boy.

Everyone there winced as the piece of metal conected with his skull.

Then he jumped back up, a large bump n his head. "WHAT WAS THAT FOR MACHINE JUNKIE!" he shouted at her, pretending he was mad.

"ALCHEMY FREAK!" she shouted back, throwing another wrench. This connected with exact precision again and created another large bump. Only thie time, the blow knocked him out.

"Brother!" Alphonse said, concerned.

Winry sighed. "Nevermnd him, Al. I'll go gt him some bandages. Troops!"

"General Rockbell!"

"I leave you in the capable hands of Lieutennant General Alphonse Elric!"

"Me?" Alphonse questioned.

"You have military experience, right? And team Elric shall be under the command of Lieutennant General Ronald Sady!"

"Ma'am!" they saluted her.

Winry smiled, then turned and grabbed Ed's hand, dragging him behind her in the snow to a little hut that had a first aid kit.

Ed groaned when they got inside. He rubbed his head.

Winry smiled at him.

"Jeez, Win. Do you think you could hit a little softer next time! And that second one was totally uncalled for,"

"Aw, poor baby. Here let me kiss it," she said, kissing Ed's two large lumps on his head.

Ed blushed slightly, still not used to the intimacy between them.

"What? I don't get a kiss too?" he asked, bring her face closer to his and clasping his lips over hers.

She squeaked as he did so, her prior kiss getting on her conscious.

"Huh? Win, what's wrong?" he asked, not feeling the passion from her kisses anymore. When she didn't say anything, he said, "You know you can tell me, Win. That's what boyfriends are for,"

Winry broke out in tears again, not afraid this time of letting Ed see. "I feel like I betrayed you, Ed,"

"What! Why?" Ed asked.

"Because two minutes after I kissed you, I kissed someone else!"

Ed seemed to get smaller. "Did you- did you do it on purpose?" he asked.

"No, Ed, I swear!" she said, clamping onto his arm and burying her face in it.

"Was it you that kissed him, or him that kissed you?"

"Well, I suppose it was him, but I was involved,"

"Then what are you crying for?" he asked, smiling at her.

"Why the heck wouldn't I be crying!"

"Because, from what it sounds like, he kissed you against your will. You didn't have anything to do with it. And you couldn't help it. So what's your deal?"

"What's my deal? I get a boyfriend and two minutes later, I'm kissed by another guy! That's my dea-"

She was cut off by Ed's lips on hers. The passion emanating from Ed was enough to drive her over the edge, as well as forget about what they were just talking about.

They broke apart, and Ed said, "Now, that should tell you I forgive you for your deal,"

Winry paused. Then she just said, "...Oh..."

Ed smiled at her, and then kissed her again, their passion escalating beyond the limits they had reached previously. He was on top of her, straddling with a leg on either side of her waist, and a hand on either side of her head. She was underneath, attempting to pull him down toward her with her hands behind his neck.

She moaned loudly and Ed was brought back down to earth from that Cloud 9 he just visited.

He broke off their kiss with a whimper from Winry, and smiled regretfully at her.

"Sorry, Win. But before we go too far, we have to pretend we're mad at each other and go fight a snowball war,"

He tried to get up, and her hold on him broke.

"That's twice you've stopped me now, Ed. And you'll regret it tonight," she said seductively.

And oh how Ed would regret it.

They burst out of the hut in a fury, both pretending to be mad at the other, and goodness help anyone in their way.

Alphonse and the troops quickly got out of their General's ways.

"Troops!" Edward shouted. "Get to work on those snowballs and forts! Are you slacking off!"

"Same goes for you Rockbell's Army!" Winry shouted. "And we'll pound 'em into the ground,"

"Don't listen to her, guys! We'll make them wish they never crossed us in snow war!" Ed said, glaring at Winry.

"Oh yeah!" Winry said, getting in Ed's face.

"Yeah! And while we're at it- I'll make sure you pay for hitting me with that wrench of yours!"

"It's never worked for you before!" Winry shot back.

"Well this time I've got a plan!" Edward said. "Troops Dismissed!"

"You too!" Winry shouted at her own team.

All troops quickly scattered.

Edward wrapped his arms around Winry's waist and whispered to her, "You act very well, dear," he kissed her neck once, making her shiver.

"Thank you," she replied. "You too,"

"Until later," Ed said, bowing away from her to go to his side.

"I'll be waiting," she replied, fingering the locket around her neck.

It was time.

Both teams looked sternly at each other, glaring madly.

They waited for their captains to move.

Simltaneously, Winry and Edward started forward onto the still-undisturbed snow.

They walked slowly, shooting each other false death-glares.

They met in the center, their footprints being the only thing disturbing the white blanket of snow that was the battlefield.

Stopping a foot apart, each held out their right hand. Before, at previous parties, it was customary for the captins to squeeze each other's hands in anger and frustration. Winry was half concerned that Ed would forget his hand was made of automail and would undoubtedly squeeze her hand so much that it would break.

But Edward just took her right hand in his gently, shaking it lightly, as if he would have preferred not to use his automail hand to touch her at all.

As Winry looked into his eyes, it was all she could do to not to throw herself at him and start kissing him to death in the soft snow.

'But we could do that later...' Winry thought, almost smiling.

Edward could see the devious look in her eyes, and knew he would be in for something later.

They each took a flag from their pockets, Ed's red and Winry's blue, and handed them to each other. The first team to find their flag, and get it back to the captain would win.

They turned on their heels, walking away from each other, still glaring.

Once back to their sides, they turned, making eye contact once again.

Both raised their right hands, in which was the flag.

The troops each picked up a snowball, and got into a throwing position.

"One!" Winry shouted.

"Two!" Edward shouted back.

"Three! Throw!" they said simultaneously, lowering their arms until they were pointed at each other.

Snowballs flew.

Some crashed into players instantly.

Others were dodged.

Still others hit in midair and the clump of snow they created fell to the battlefield.

But all created enough time for Ed and Winry to dart away to find a place to hide their flags.

Edward backtracked into the cover of some trees, scanning the area for a place to hide the blue flag. The battle area behind them wasn't that large, and Edward had limited space to find a hiding spot.

'Hmmm...' he thought, 'Maybe somewhere up high... But not so high that they'd see me putting the flag up there...' He looked up into the trees. Spotting a well-hidden nook, he deftly limbed the tree, placing the flag there and then turning to see some of the battle.

There really was a good view from where he was sitting. He watched as some of Winry's troops fell hard to the snow below, while some of his troops jumped with vigor at having hit them. Then he saw those jumping troops be hit by some of Winry's because they were blinded by their success. Edward shook his head, then jumped from the tree, scooping up some snow and packing it into a ball.

Winry, on the other hand, searched for someplace down low to hide her flag.

'It will be so obvious that they won't even see it!' she thought excitedly, patting herself on the back for her cunning plan.

She spied a large snowbank where a rabbit had dug a hole through the snow.

'Perfect,'

"General Elric!" Winry shouted triumphantly. "Do you concede to my army?"

Ed gritted his teeth. His troops were in a tough position. A lot had gone inside because of their tiredness, and some were too cold, but most had stayed to the bitter end. Right then, Winry's army had Ed's surrounded by the tree Ed's flag was hidden in. Of course, Winry didn't know that yet. All of her troops held snowballs, ready to strike when called upon.

Winry's option at this point would be to get him to surrender, and tell her where the flag was.

Edward had found Winry's flag, but it lay forgotten just out of reach of any of Ed's troops.

No ordinary general would be able to pull this off.

But Ed was no ordinary commander.

"Why the heck should I concede to you! You don't even know where the flag is!"

Winry stepped back. "That's not the point!" she yelled. "The point is, we have you surrounded, with no hope of ever being able to get out of the situation!"

"Well I don't know about that," Ed said.

"What do you mean? You think you can actually get out of this!"

Ed sauntered up to her.

"Yeah, I do!" he said, his eyes darting over to the spot where the red flag lay in the snow.

"Edward Elric you stubborn idiot! How the heck do you think you could possibly distract me enough that you'd be able to grab that-"

He kissed her.

Everyone gasped, including Ronald, and Alphonse smiled.

"I'd say that qualifies as a distraction," he said.

Winry just stood there, her mouth opening and closing like a fish, while Ed ran and grabbed the red flag amidst cheers from his teammates, both for getting the flag and for kissing Winry.

They tackled him to the ground, laughing and giggling, and cheering like the children they were.

Winry's team gathered around her, all staring.

Winry smiled. Their eyes widened.

"That's Edward for you," she said, sighing.

"Kids!" came a call from Pinako inside the house. "Time for dessert!"

Everyone cheered and ran toward the house.

All except Ed and Winry, that is. Ed just held out his hand for Winry to take, and when she did, he started to lead her away.

He led her past the battlefield and through some trees, happening upon a place of undisturbed snow, where he sat against a tree, and pulled her down onto his lap.

"You have some nerve, Ed," she said, sticking her nose up away from him. "Risking our whole secret relationship with that stunt you pulled after the war.

"You know I'll do anything to win," he said, kissing her exposed neck. She melted into his embrace, whimpering as he kissed her neck up and down. He kissed her jaw and she finally turned to look at him, allowing him to kiss her on the lips.

He wasted no time in parting her lips with his tongue and invading her mouth. He ran it along the roof of her mouth and she twitched from the sensation, bringing her tongue up to battle with his. She gasped from loss of air and he parted with her, kissing her cheekbone and jaw instead.

"Good god, Edward, Where did you learn to kiss like this?" Winry moaned out, insurmountable pleasure tickling her senses.

"I guess I'm just a natural," Edward teased between kisses.

Winry claimed his mouth again after a few gasps of breath, forcing her tongue into his mouth this time.

Ed fought back, not one to like an invasion of his property. In his fighting, he pushed Winry back slowly, following her mouth, until before he realized it, they had toppled into the snowbank.

This didn't stop either of them though, and Edward used his new ability: gravity, to force his tongue back into her mouth. He hovered a few inches over her, limbs on either side of her torso.

She pulled on him, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. But instead of pulling him down to her, she was pulled up to him, defying gravity, their hips grinding together.

"Edward," she moaned, feeling her heat.

He pushed her away from him, swiftly undoing the buttons on her coat and exposing some flesh to the cold winter night air. She shivered from the cold, but was not cold for long. Edward descended on her neck and collarbone, warming the exposed skin with his body heat, kisses, and warm breath. He even ventured to go lower, kissing her chest and stomach through the fabric of her thick shirt and brassiere. She moaned with delight and arched her back.

"Brother! Winry! Are you out here?"

Winry came crashing back down into the snow at the sound of Al's hollow voice.

"Dang," Ed cursed Al's timing. He sat up, kneeling and outstreching his hands to do the buttons on her coat, just as he'd undone them minutes before.

Then he leaned down over her, passing his hand over her secret spot and back up her torso, feeling her up.

"We'll finish this later," he whispered huskily to her.

Winry nodded slowly, still not totally recovered from their excursion, but excited for what else he might do to her later.

"Al? Is that you?" Ed called.

"Brother! I thought you might be out here. Pinako wants everybody back at the house. The Christmas party's almost over," Alphonse called back, not knowing exactly where his brother and Winry were.

"We're coming," Ed hollered back, answering his brothers unsaid question of whether Winry was with him.

Winry took a few more deep breaths before standing up, ready to go back.

Winry yawned and took another sip of hot chocolate, letting the hot liquid warm and relax her.

The party was over, and they had just finished all the cleaning except for the dishes, which would probably take days to do anyway. Pinako had made hot chocolate for the teens and Winry and Edward endulged in the drink. Winry had changed back into the party dress, a fact that drew Edward a little over the edge.

They sat on the loveseat, awfully close for "just friends", and delighted in each others company and the hot chocolate. Alphonse sat across from them, watching them drink, as he could not do it himself, and Pinako sat in a wicker chair.

Pinako hadn't asked them what went on in the woods, a fact which Winry and Edward were secretly thankful for. They didn't think they could stand her all-knowing nature bearing down on them so they'd tell.

But Pinako seemed to know anyway, and smiled to herself on the inside that they'd made it this far in just one day.

Maybe she really could hope for great-grandchildren before it was her time to depart from the world.

And this was why she made the next statement.

"A dear friend of mine invited me to stay over tonight. I believe I shall. She's a vet, and Den needs his new medicine. Would anyone like to come with me?"

No one answered. She was expecting this.

"That's too bad. And she has so many cats too,"

Alphonse perked up. "Cats?" he asked.

"Ooh, she has a barn full of them. And I think one of them just had a litter of kittens,"

"Kittens?" Al repeated, his voice sounding more and more high pitched with elation. "Can I go, Ed? Can I? Please!"

Ed and Winry looked at each other, and then at Pinako. Pinako in turn, looked at them expectantly.

'What the heck is she thinking?' Ed and Winry both thought at the same time.

'Well, if she's going to present me with the opportunity to spend time alone with Winry...' Edward thought. Then said, "Sure, Al. You can go. Just don't get any ideas about keeping any of those kittens,"

"Hurry up, Alphonse. It's supposed to snow tonight, and I don't want to get caught in it. They say we might even be snowed in tomorrow," Pinako commented.

Edward looked at her suspiciously. Not only was she giving him tonight to spend alone with Winry, she was giving him a possible few days?

He shook his head. He would never understand that woman.

At his side, Winry was debating the same thing.

Pinako donned her coat, and Alphonse grabbed her bags, and she opened the door.

"Goodbye," she said, nodding suggestively at them. "And goodnight,"

"You too," Winry said.

Ed just nodded.

The door closed behind them.

"You know, I don't think I'll ever understand her," Edward said. "Want some more cocoa?"

"Sure," Winry replied, still staring after her grandmother.

Ed took her cup and went to the kitchen.

On the table there was a note.

Pipsqueak,
Get a move on. I want to have great-grandchildren before I die.
Granny Pinako

Ed looked at the piece of paper horriffically, and did not waste time in tearing it to shreads.

Ed was blushing as he came back into the living room with their hot cocoa.

Winry smiled at him, taking her cup when he held it out to her.

"Nice night, don't you think?" she asked.

"Yeah," Edward responded, sitting down, "I had loads of fun,"

"Good," Winry said, shifting closer to him and glomping onto his arm.

Edward blushed at her chest against his arm as he remembered what Pinako had written in that note. But hey, if the old bat wanted it, and he wanted it, and Win wanted it, who was he to deny it after all?

"But, y'know it would be better if I was kissing my girlfriend right now," and he closed his eyes.

But instead of kissing him, Winry said, "And I'm sure she would love to kiss you, but she might have to finish her hot chocolate before it gets cold," she said, taking a sip of the large mug of liquid.

"Hey!" Edward said, sitting up and looking at her as if she'd shot him. "Oh, I get it. This is payback for stopping us in the Santa room and the shed,"

Winry rolled her eyes guiltily while taking abother sip.

"Well, it's not going to work," he growled, and as soon as she'd put the cup down on the table, Edward roughly pushed her over and climbed on top of her. "You're not going to ruin the perfect evening are you now, Winry?"

She squirmed beneath him, giggling like a schoolgirl.

But Ed watched her movements carefully, and soon had exacted when to strike.

In a moment, his lips had touched hers and she froze in her movements, softly kissing back.

When they broke apart, Winry no longer squirmed. Instead, she quietly snaked her arms around his neck. Ed smiled and said, "Your grandmother is giving me all of tonight and a possible few days to spend with you alone. I'm not going to have anyone ruin the chance she's given us. Did you know that she left a note telling me to get a move on so she could have great-grandchildren before she died?"

"No!" Winry said, disbelieving.

"Honest," Edward replied. "I'm even willing to bet she had this whole thing figured out,"

"...Wow..." Winry said. "Well then, let's not disappoint her,"

Edward looked at her sharply. "Winry, do you even know what you just said?"

"I think I do," she said, pressing her lips softly to his again.

The kiss was innocent enough at the start, with no indication of any furthur intentions. But it soon turned rough, the space of the tiny couch to little to hold the passion coming into place there. Edward pulled back from on top of Winry, making her lips follow his and inadvertantly making her sit up. As he pulled back even more, Winry had to pull her legs out from underneath him and kneel so she could reach his lips.

And that's what he'd been waiting for. He swiftly placed his arms around her, grasping her rear end and lifting her into the air. Her legs clasped around his waist and her arms around his neck as he carried her from the living room slowly up the stairs. Throughout his endeavor, Winry never stopped kissing him, despite his and her own need for air. Ed took his left hand to open the door to Winry's room, leaving her suspended on his automail arm.

He rushed in and placed her on her desk, knocking everything on it over its edges. His hands groped in places they shouldn't and Winry took out his hair tie to run her fingers trough the silky blond strands. His hands strayed under her skirt, playing with and teasing the thin fabric of her underwear. She pushed off his coat and struggled with his shirt, finally pulling it over his head to expose his finely molded chest, which she wasted no time in running her hands over.

As he moved to kiss her neck, he ran his hands back down her inner thigh, teasing the fabric of the tiny skirt at it's hem, wondering if Winry wanted him to take it off yet. Winry moaned with approval, but Ed still didn't budge to remove the dress. She growled lowly, indicating that she was in no mood for this game, and he should take the clothing off her if he wanted to continue. He whimpered lightly, showing that he didn't like that threat, but started teasing the skirt up the rest of her thigh anyway. It very slowly exposed the underwear Edward had been teasing earlier, and Winry leaned back and spread her legs for him to get a better look.

Ed froze there, annoying Winry to no end. So, she quickly undid the belt buckle and button on his pants, sticking a hand down into the tight confines. She watched with delight as his expression changed and his body went rigid. She was in control now.

And oh how she would make him pay.

Winry awoke to a dark and cold house. She clutched a blanket to her bare self and got out of bed.

She peeked around the corner, but there was no sign of Edward. Slipping downstairs, she peeked around to find Ed.

She finally saw him over by the window, shaking his head, wearing nothing but a sheet around his waist. Winry chuckled. Ed turned to her.

"Morning, sunshine," he said, holding out his arms.

"Morning," she said, hugging him through the thin fabric of the sheets. "Why is is so cold?" she asked, separating from him.

"Snow blew out the heat. We might be stuck here," Edward replied.

"Why? How much snow did we get?"

"See for yourself," he replied, holding open the curtain.

Winry gasped. The entire window was covered with snow, except for a tiny sliver at the top.

"I'd guess about five feet. Add that to the two feet you already had, and you have seven feet of snow," Edward said.

Winry whistled, snuggling closer to Edward for heat.

"And y'know, if we don't make heat soon, we'll freeze," he said, his eyes with a suggestive look in them.

"What do you suggest?" she said, ruining his plan.

"Well, I could alchemically alter the heater with-" he started, ruining Winry's comeback. But she cut him off with a kiss.

"How about we make heat an- old fashioned way?" she asked, kissing him again.

Ed nodded furtively against her lips.

"Then follow me," she said, clearly heading up to her bedroom.

END

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