Chapter 4- Goddess in the Rain
Edward stared out the window from his bed. It was raining…hard…and had been for the past couple of hours.
Such a rain only meant one thing…tomorrow was going to be freezing.
He leaned back against the wall and shut his eyes.
Since this morning, neither he nor Winry have spoken to eachother. Sure, they sat and ate lunch
together, and was polite enough to thank her for it, but other than that, no words were spoken. It was
evening now, but it seemed like night thanks to the dark clouds covering the skies. He sighed and looked
down at his metal wrist. Her hair tie was around his wrist from this morning. He couldn't stop thinking
back on what had occurred. Once minute she was hugging him and thanking him for not killing
himself…the next she was practically surrendering herself to him, and he was ready to take every bit of
her that she offered.
He shook his head. No, he cant think those things about Winry…she was his best friend.
He did love her, he knew that…
He let her go BECAUSE he loved her. He didn't want to hurt her in any way. He didn't want to push any
of his pain onto her and mix it in with her own.
He sighed and laid down, pulling the sheets up to his chin.
He could already feel the cold…
Back in her room, Winry was shivering under her thin sheets. Why did her bed have to be so close to the
window? She growled and threw the covers off, running to her closet to grab her robe. She warmed up
instantly, sighing with relief.
She stayed in a corner, unwilling to return to her freezing bed. She groaned. She was tired…and on
nights like these, she would often squeeze in with her grandmother in her room…but her grandmother
wasn't around, and now it was Edward taking up the vacant space.
Edward…
She thought back to this morning, how warm he was, and how he so easily blocked any form of cold with his soothing warmth.
The thought of sneaking into his bed with him was both relaxing and exciting…but would he let her stay?
Especially if he rejected her earlier on…
She walked towards her doorway, hesitating with each step until she reached his door. She took a
breath. She was nervous. With Edward's state of mind at the moment, she knew nothing was likely to
happen between the two of them, but just the idea of sleeping so close to him made her body shiver.
With a shaking hand, she opened the door, just enough to stick her head through the crack.
Edward seemed to be asleep. His peaceful expression and soft breathing gave way to that conclusion.
Quietly, she made her way over to his bed, freezing to the spot when she saw his eyes open, the fire-hot
embers staring her straight in the face. She was too choked to speak, and her face might as well have
been doused in gasoline and lit on fire. Edward stared at her for a few more seconds, smiled knowingly
and moved over, lifting the sheets for her in welcome. Winry's blush faded as she took his offer and laid
herself beside him. Even under the warm sheets, he could feel how cold her skin was, so he wrapped her
up in his arms, pressing her close to him, offering up his body warmth for her sake. Winry gasped
shakily, feeling him bury his face in her loose hair, his breath hot as it blew softly against the back of her
neck. It took her a moment to realize that he was purposely breathing against her, using his hot breath
to help ease her violent shivering. She sighed and relaxed, allowing him to warm her. "thank you." She
whispered. He nodded once then continued until she was no longer shaking. Even then, he kept his face
in her hair and neck. Her scent was lovely, gentle…he didn't want to let her go.
In silence they both lay, neither of them sleeping, just listening. Listening to the wind blowing gently
through the cracks of the window, Listening to Den's breathing at the corner of the room, to the gentle
rapping of tree branches against the roof of the house, to the sounds of each others breathing, both
slow and steady and in perfect unicine, breathing almost as one.
Edwards metal hand reached for hers, lacing their fingers together. This time, despite the warnings
screaming in his head, he lifted his head and softly kissed his way up the side of her neck, starting with
the collar, ending just below her ear. His body was acting against his mind…he just couldn't wait any
longer…
Winry sucked in a breath and gripped his hand, "E-ed?"
"Winry…" He half-sighed into her ear and returned her grip, "I…want to thank you…for everything
you've ever done for me." He nuzzled the side of her head, still whispering softly, "For bringing me back
on my feet each time I've fallen…Thank you for being there for me when I needed you most…for giving
me a home to come back to…" He stopped for a moment and let go of her hand, using one metal finger
to turn her head towards him, where he kissed the side of her mouth, almost directly on her lips. Winry
was already shaking anew, and tears brimmed her eyes with the next few things he said, "You've done
all of this for me…" He brushed his finger over her lips, "and not once have I ever shown appreciation for
anything you've done…" His finger traced her lips once more before moving downward, softly tracing
her collarbone, "I'm sorry, Winry…for everything I've done if I'd ever hurt you…I'm sorry for leaving
without warning. I'm sorry for never calling or writing to you on my travels. I'm sorry I never sat down
just to talk to you, instead of coming home just for repairs and leaving soon after…I'm sorry I let the old
bond between us fade…and most of all…" Sorrow filled his eyes, "I'm sorry I never came to Granny's
funeral…"
Winry choked and turned over so that she could better face him. Tears were running down her face. She
took Edward's cheek in her hand, into which he leaned, kissing her palm. He took the hand holding his
face and pulled it back so that the arm it belonged to was wrapped around his neck. After he let it go, he
took hold of Winry's waist and pulled her close so that their bodies met. He pressed their foreheads
together, "Can you forgive me? Even after everything I've done to you?"
"I forgive you, Ed…" She sobbed, leaning in, brushing their lips together. Edward shut his eyes, "I love
you, Winry…I always have…"
"I love you too, Edward."
Their lips finally met, locked in a soft, loving kiss, beautiful in its own way. Her lips felt like silk against his own, smooth and full, just as he had imagined them to be,
as gentle as her touch, and her kiss as passionate as her spirit. His tongue lightly prodded at her lower lip shyly, as if asking permission to enter. She readily
obliged, and he sighed. She tasted so sweet…it was both soothing and maddening…
With a soft moan, he brought her closer, pressing their bodies tighter together. What she felt pressing against her from behind his boxers gave a sure sign that he
had no intention of stopping now…and luckily for him, neither did she…She wanted everything he was going to give her….
His hand traveled down her side and thigh, working its way under it whilst slowly heading her onto her back. He rubbed the inside of her thigh, pushing her
nightgown further and further upwards until he had it just under her breasts. He stopped just then and broke their kiss, looking down into her eyes with clear
concern. "Do you really want this, baby?" He asked, running his hand lovingly down her cheek, "I'll stop If you don't…I don't want to push you into something you
don't want to do…" Winry leaned up and kissed his cheek, "I want you to make me yours, Ed…I've been saving myself for you and you want me to stop? You're
crazy." They both laughed and Edward slowly pulled the nightgown over her head. She was completely naked underneath it, and her body was a sight to behold.
Fair skin like none other he's ever seen, Curves shaping her body into perfection, Full, perfect breasts, smooth skin without a trace of hair. He gasped at the sight of
her, and it took him a moment to realize that he wasn't dreaming and this was reality. Never in his life had he imagined that a woman could be so perfect. She was
like a goddess in his eyes.
Winry smiled as his eyes traveled over her, his fingers lightly tracing her every curve and swell. He leaned down and kissed her chest, "Youre so beautiful, Winry…so
perfect…" He ran his hand down her midriff, "There really must be a God…"
Their lips locked once more in a passionate kiss that sent their insides on fire. As they kissed, Edward slowly positioned himself above her, breaking only for a
moment for take off his tank top, kick off his boxers, and wrap them both in their blanket. He covered her body with his and kissed her forehead. He was already
positioned and ready. He lowered his lips to her ear and whispered, "Just relax, love…"
Winry nodded, wrapping her arms around him and better positioning herself in a more comfortable position for herself, and a position for easier entrance for him. She
took a breath, "Be Gentle."
He nodded, waited a few more seconds then in he went in one full thrust, gasping at the tight hold her body had on his, as if she had hands inside of her grabbing
hold of him and refusing to let go. Winry screamed in pain, feeling every muscle stretch to its limit. Tears fell down her face. She dug her nails into his shoulders,
making him flinch but he accepted the half-punishment.
"Shhh…" He whispered, kissing her tears away, "It's okay, baby, It's okay…it'll pass, just relax." He stroked her cheek, "I'll wait…" She bit her lip, releasing his
shoulders and allowing her head to fall to the side. Her insides were inflamed, but steadily, the pain began to ease. She took deep breaths, relaxing
herself. When the pain was gone, she gave Edward a nod to continue. Edward began his steady rhythm, starting off slow as to not hurt her once more. She
moaned, and he took it as a sign to go further. He sped up, moving his hips faster, driving himself deeper and deeper into her with each thrust until he reached her
full capacity, and was complimented with a pleasured sigh. It was the best compliment he had ever received. Like yin and yang, they were one, moving with each
other in such perfect harmony.
Over time, he sped up some more, getting faster and faster the closer they came to their peaks. Winry's breath came quick and desperate. Her body began to
shake, ready to release. She held on for just a few moments longer, then finally came, screaming Edward's name. Edward's release followed soon after. He clenched
his teeth and gripped at the bedsheets, gasping ragged breaths until at last he collapsed ontop of her, breathing heavily. He held onto her sides gently, allowing her
to stroke and toy with his damp hair while they caught their breath. He stayed inside her, wanting to stay joined just a little while longer, and she didn't seem to
mind. She continued to stroke his hair and smooth it out, almost lulling him to sleep as she did so.
He unsheathed himself from her warmth and rolled off to her side, hugging her close to him, his angel, his lover, his mate.
He kissed her lips softly and stroked her hair, "I love you…always have, always will…never forget that."
"Never…" She sighed in response, "I love you too…"
"Will you always love me?" He asked.
"You know I will"
"…no matter what?"
"…yes…"
She was confused. Why was he asking her this?
Was something wrong?
Edward bit the side of his lip and rubbed the back of his neck. He stayed silent for a moment.
"Edward, what is it?" Winry asked, clearly concerned.
"…I….eh…" He looked down, "I, uh…want to…try to go back into the military…"