Maintenance

Disclaimer: I do not own FMA, never will, etc.

Pairing: EdxWinry

Warning: Contains sexual scene, but not explicit enough to be M. Those with pure minds, you have been warned.

"Sit." Winry said shortly, angrily digging in her tools for some device that could chisel Edward's screws out of the shoulder plate.

Edward had investigated some ruins in a jungle on the south most tip of Amestris, and along with gaining no clues, had gotten quick sand into every crevice of his automail. It had dried quickly, freezing the screws and joints in place. Unfortunately, the shoulder plate had to be removed to remove the arm, the whole arm was useless now, and Edward felt a lot of pain in his wallet and skull.

Edward let out a tired yawn and flopped into the chair, his right arm raised high in the air, making it rather comical comparing to the lax nature of the rest of his body. Winry pulled out a box and set it on the side table, letting out a frustrated sigh as she pulled out her tools.

"Stay still. This might take a while."

First she tried working from behind, but that failed his arm in such a frustrating position that it allowed her little to no access to the stubborn screws. Then she tried under his arm, but again she was only able to free a few before once again the positioning of is arm prevented her progress. She swerved her tools, got into painful positions, and even tried to pull it off with only a few screws removed, but the pained grunts from Edward signaled her that it wasn't going to work. Finally she found a way, a small smile creeping slowly across her lips.

"Edward, I'm going to have to straddle you to get this off of you."

"WHAT!" Edward's face flushed, his face livid with anger. "No way."

"If you want you arm to stay like that forever, fine."

Edward glared at the mechanic, his eyebrows furrowing, "Fine. Just make it quick."

Winry gave a smile and spread her legs, sitting in his lap with her hands on his shoulders, her hips squirming as she made herself comfortable without hurting the now crimson alchemist. Her squirming was already making his thoughts wander, the friction of her rocking hips stimulating him even though the fabric of his boxers. Finally deciding the position was comfortable for both, she pulled out he chisel again and chipped away at the stubborn dirt.

Edward's very male senses never failed him. He immediately noticed the small jiggles of her breasts as she hammered into the hardened mud, the thin black tube top becoming more alluring every second. He noticed every shift her body made, the soft sound of her speaking under her breath, and the small pout on her tempting lips. He became even more anxious when her breath was on his neck and her noticeably warm breasts which he had been eyeing were pressed to his chest as she maneuvered the chisel into the small nooks of the plate. The smell of her intoxicated his senses, the heat, oh the heat! He couldn't reason with himself anymore, the heat of her against him was too much for him to take. He bucked his hips against her, his slight erection now noticeable. He regretted it when she jerked away, face flushed as she dropped automail plate she had just removed with a sharp clang on the floor. He had been too involved in her to notice she had removed his arm totally, her face moving from angry to embarrassed to unsure so quickly he didn't know if that was a positive reaction or not.

She grabbed his new arm in a hurry, not even giving him a warning when she snapped the new one firmly into his shoulder, her face now red with anger rather then the other assortment of emotions that welled in her chest. He let out a yelp and glared at her, but he was still pressing against her thigh, obviously he wasn't giving up.

His human hand held her waist as she grinded against her again, his breath shallow. She let out a startled gasp, dropping the last of her tools as she grabbed the arm rests for support. This one was different from the last one, the electricity of his touch sizzling each of her brain cells into a elated high. He watched her pant, her chest rising and falling with each of his movements, her fingers mercilessly digging into the leather as her half lidded eyes futilely glaring at him. He lifted his automail arm and placed the frigid metal on her spine, pulling her closer as he continued his taunting with his thrusts.

"Do you like that?" He playfully whispered into her ear. He had enough of being polite, she was too damn tempting to ignore.

"You shouldn't be moving your arm, it isn't secured yet." Her hot breath heated his shoulder, her body finally caving into his movements. The first time she ground against him both let out a sharp gasp, the two finding their own rhythm.

"I… don't care… right now…" He panted in return, their hips moving faster as both began to get frustrated with the cloth in between their sweating bodies. His automail traced up her side, cupping her soft mounds as he pulled up the thin barrier. She gasped when the cold finger pressed against her nipple before moving to the other, letting out a small yelp when his metal hand groped her a little too hard, incorrect pressure due to the uncompleted arm.

"Sorry." He said quietly, limiting himself to brushing over the soft skin he could not feel. His lips pressed against her neck as he licked and sucked against the salty sweet skin, relishing in her flavor.

"Shut up and touch me." She growled up, prying his hand from her hip and pulling it upwards to meet her right breast as she held herself to him, her head jerking back as she let out a low moan when his flesh hand cupped and fondled her. Her fingers played with the elastic of his boxers, working them downwards. Edward jerked his head away from his work on her collarbone, searching her eyes.

"Are you sure? There's no going back for either of us." Winry pulled back, Edward for the first time seeing the full view of her round breasts, a small blush running across his cheeks.

She lifted his chin with her finger, returning his gaze. "You love me, right?"

"Yes, of course! But I'm not… I'm not right! Why do you want-"

"Don't start with that Ed. I only asked you if you loved me. Do you?"

"Yes."

"If you love me, you would trust me, right?" Winry cocked her head to the side, a small smile forming.

"Yes." Edward was getting impatient, what this had to do with the matter at hand he had no idea.

"Then you would trust me when I say I love you, just the way you are. And you would believe me when I would say I'm ready, right?"

Edward closed his eyes and smiled, pulling her arms up around his neck as he kissed her jaw near her earlobe. "I just wish we could be on a bed or something."

"This is fine, I sleep in here all the time anyways when I pull all nights." She kissed his lips, hers not as chaste as his. He returned it eagerly, his hands pulling down her loose coveralls and panties as she slid her fingers over his back, moaning into his warm mouth. She pulled down his boxers with one hand, jerking the frustrating band from his hair and he swiftly undid hers as well. His fingers slid over her behind as he positioned her above him, staring into her blue eyes fogged with desire.

"Ready?"

"Yeah…"

The started slowly, their movements contrasting the furious thrusts of earlier. But soon the pain faded, the head singeing their bodies, their lips biting and clashing as they began to move faster as they made love to one another. Her nails dug into his back as he held her to him with one hand caressing her lovingly with the other, both moaning their devotion between kisses. They both reached their climax, Winry biting into Edward's flesh to keep from screaming his name and Edward letting a loud moan that was somewhat akin to her name, his muscles tensing against her teeth before the both collapsed on each other, the rhythm of their hearts slowly becoming steady again as they shared a small kiss before drifting into a light sleep.

"Brother and Winry are awfully quiet Granny, should we check up on them? It's been a long while, I'm worried." Al looked up at the window to the workshop from the vegetable patch, Pinako just giving a small laugh as she picked more carrots.

"I have a feeling they are fine, leave them be. It's about time they were quiet anyways." Pinako took another drag from her pipe, a wide smile causing her wrinkles to become more defined. "He better be good to her."

"Isn't he always?" Al said, a smile in his voice. He armor looked up at the window again before returning to the patch, returning to the radish he was cleaning.

"I suppose he is." Pinako looked out at the setting sun, closing her eyes as she remembered her husband. "I suppose he is."

END

Authors Note: I have been wanting to do one of these for a long time now, considering EdxWin is my favorite couple. It was a bit of a challenge to do, myself being a virgin, but read enough smut (like I do excessively) and you get the idea. I hope you like, and I tried to keep it within Teen guidelines. If it's past it, tell me and I'll post it separately in the M section. Thanks for the reviews, I love you all!

Wearer of the viking hat,

Gabby the Great