Author's Note: Short Lemon warning.

Now remember, it's really hard to keep the Full Metal Alchemist in character, when he's a horny, 18 year old, teenager, but I tried my best :3

Disclaimer: Nope...

It Takes Decades

Noah had fallen asleep rather quickly; Her body moving steadily to each breath she took. My arms folded over the blanket, as I lied in the the bed next to hers on my back, wide awake. My long hair loosely spread around a white pillow, falling off the ends of the mattress. I played with my thumbs, chasing each other on my hands, my eyes dry and empty. It had been about an hour since the three of us shut the lights, calling it a day.

I hadn't even told Ed a 'good night', even when he told me so. He had said, 'See you, Win.' and I had completely ignored him. I felt as though he had betrayed me, even when I had no idea what had happened between him and Noah, maybe nothing at all. They could have only stayed together for a night, maybe she was poor, or maybe they only just kissed. Or maybe only made it to second base.

It was the first night in a long time I hadn't slept next to him; The first night I hadn't felt the warmth of his body on mine. I felt cold and alone. He was only outside in the living room, not even 20 seconds away; Though it seemed like it could take a life time to travel to just the bedroom door alone.

I shivered, an anonymous chill running quickly down my spine. I needed to see him, I had to. I just couldn't stand this awkward relationship that we shared. My mind raced, I really felt that I could possibly be loosing my best friend... If I didn't explain something soon...

Slowly, I slipped out of the sheets that laid on my freezing body, my cold feet touching the wooden floor. My hair followed me as I stood up, taking a deep breath, pressing up against my back. I walked slowly to the door, grabbing the knob, leaning on it. I looked back to find Noah move in her sleep, shifting to the middle of the bed. It seemed as though I had only blinked to find myself standing behind the couch in the living room. I was shocked, for I hadn't even remembered my shaking lags taking me there.

To my surprise, Ed wasn't asleep either. He quickly sat up from his position on the couch hearing the door open and close. His eyes met mine. He frowned.

"What's wrong, you should be sleeping..." He sighed not expecting an answer. He knew I was still mad, and I was glad he did. I questioned if I should talk to him, now looking into his eyes. I had originally made the decision to tell him what was needed to be heard, but now I was ready to punch him in the nose and run back inside Noah's bedroom. Instead, I slowly walked around to him by the couch, and fell to my knees on the floor next to his head. He looked almost disgusted to see me there.

"Wha- What is it?" He whispered, stuttering. I wrapped my arms around him digging my head into his chest. He pulled back slightly, surprised by my reaction. I looked up, holding his shirt as anger suddenly came over me.

He grabbed my wrist pulling it off his shirt.

"Ed... Didn't you once tell me, that you loved me? Has that really changed, or was it a fucking lie in the first place?" I muttered tensely. I was trying so hard not to snap. I refused to look anywhere near his eyes, as I pulled away from his warm body on the floor. He released his grip. "Did you forget, what is was I told you? Did that mean anything to you at all?"

"Winry-" He tried, with a pleasing voice. It wasn't what I wanted to hear, or what I had been expecting either.

"What is is? You can take off that act now, Edward. Just say it-."

It was then my cold, blue eyes turned steadily to his. I already knew what could happen, if anyone ever was caught in his powerful glare. Except this time, when our eyes met, I felt my heart began to shake. I must of skipped a beat as it became hard to breath. His emotion became so clear, he wanted to tell me he was sorry, for he was about to burst. He wanted to say, 'I'm so sorry', lustfully into my ear. I felt a new energy awaken inside the man who sat before me. It became harder and harder to inhale once I believed the words I had just spoken. I cleared my heart, thinking back to the word 'love'. Yes, I could acutely love this man. It was possible in the world for him to love me back. Why was so much time already waisted? He was beautiful, so romantic and handsome. With a flesh elbow, he supported his entire torso, including that arm I made him with all my strength. I had touched him. I could touch him. If I wanted, I could do anything I wanted to. I finally closed my eyes, breaking our connection, as I heard the couch move instantly after.

He slowly sat up on the couch, reaching down toward me. I turned my head aggressively, away from his. He grabbed my arms and pulled me into him catching me off guard. I fell between his legs as he rested his chin on top of my head, comforted by my hair. My own hormones came over me, my muscles hardened from the warmth that radiated off his legs. I became nervous, not sure why he had done what he had. His hands found my jaw, bringing me up to his own.

He kissed me hard, as I refused. His lips so soft, just as I had remembered. Two arms, so different by touch pressed hard on my back. Mid way, I opened my eyes to find his closed, lost in our kiss. A rush filled my body as I suddenly couldn't control my self, I felt high and insecure. I had no choice but to give in, my tongue swaying with his. I got up on my knees, touching his hair, squeezing his pony tail, my arms locking around his neck. He broke away from me, kissing me fiercely down my neck as I looked up toward the ceiling. He pulled me up to the couch, lying back on to it with me on top.

My hand pressed it's palm against his neck, and he stopped. The connection linked for a second time, as his lips began to move.

"I... I would never lie to you, I've just been to afraid to tell you again." His whispered, hoping his voice could of sounded stronger then it had. He blushed. He couldn't stand looking at my eyes any longer, closing his and turning away.

He was shaking slightly, and that was the first thing I had noticed after touching his cheeks. He was warm, and it upset me to find that his fever looked like it had advanced. The damn thing just wouldn't go away, would it? I smiled warmly, not trusting my own feelings discovering his lips, finishing our kiss.

We stayed like that so long. Longer the any kiss we had ever shared. And god, it seemed as though we hadn't kissed in decades.

When we finally pulled away, I saw something new in his eyes. A new idea, a new feeling. He sat up, forcing me too as well. At first, I was scared by this new reaction. He was serious. He grabbed the ends of my shirt on each side of my hips, lifting it up, just where my breast began. I grabbed his metal wrist, as he ignored me, shoving it away. His head leaned forward, as I felt his mouth kiss my breast gently. A left hand cupped the other. He began to kiss harder, sucking more aggressively.

"Ed... Easy..." I whined, trying to hide back my emotion. Because, I wanted this. I yearned for this for so long, but suddenly, he was so... So, strong and confident.

He stopped what he was doing reaching, forgetting my shirt suddenly, making his new interest my pants, trying to untie the knot in my plaid, pajama bottoms. I was shocked, but naturally helped him. His hands pushed mine away. He pulled them down, along with my panties, as they rested on my knees. I was placed in the center between his legs, as his pants came lose as well.

"Edward.... What's gotten into you all of a sudden?" I spoke, groaning out his name. He was powerful, and if I had decided I hadn't wanted sex at that moment, there seemed to be nothing stopping him. I began scared of his movements. He... He couldn't control his self. In fact, his body was put of control. He wouldn't respond to my voice.

He grinded his abdomen up against my own hard, pulling my shoulders close to his chest with his arms. I shook, as he buried his head under my chin. My eyes were forced upward. I was scared now. His blunt actions began to remind me of-

He stopped. Suddenly. He stopped, pulling me close.

"E-Ed...?" I mumbled, not expecting an answer.

"God, Win. Are you alright?" He sighed into my shirt. I took a deep breath.

"Yeah, I'm fine-"

"I, I don't know what came over me. I felt as though, my body had a mind of it's own. I hardly remember what just happened. I could of really hurt you..." His voice cracked during the last sentence. I jumped to comfort him understanding. He really was just a normal, horny teenager, as well as a virgin. He had always wanted this, I knew he had. For I had as well.

"Nah, Edward... Don't feel like that. Please, don't feel like that... You couldn't hurt me, I know you wouldn't." He pulled his body away from mine.

"I don't want to hurt you..." His hands slowly connected with my skin, roaming my curves, down my navel to the inside of my legs. He looked up from his current position, as if he was asking me if he was aloud to continue. I could tell he had become very cautious of his moves. He was seriously sorry for losing control like that.

Yet secretly, I don't think I would have minded if he would of continued. It was only his change in attitude that frightened me.

I encouraged him with my eyes as he pushed his stomach back on mine. This time, we would really do it. Third base wasn't an option anymore. Carefully, with out pubic bones touching, he slipped his stiff, friend into me. Pushing further, he pushed harder, fitting it in perfectly.

There was no one else in this world who could ever fit inside me as perfectly as he had, I knew it right there and then. He began to sweat as he pushed and pulled, moving faster as I instantly hit my high. I groaned naturally, covering my mouth for it was louder then I thought it would be. Ed ignored me, diving deeper and deeper. I was surprised how far he had gone. He was a virgin, after all. His head fell on my shoulder, as I grabbed his hair, relaxing my nose in his hair. I pulled myself closer to him.

He left the warmth of my body for a second, stopping his motion.

"What's wrong, Ed...?" I mumbled from his hair. He had become extremely warm.

"Winry... I think I..."

"Oh you baby, that's natural, relax..." I smiled beginning to feel the wet liquid appear on our skin. I smiled at his efforts, as we both were already flushed. Our lips met again, as his penis entered for a second time. He kissed me hard as he moved faster, picking the pace by the minute.

"Ow, Win!" He pulled away. "You just bit me-" I grabbed his jaw aggressively; My golden hair sticking to my cheeks, as he pushed my bangs behind my ear. We let go again, resting our noses on top of each other.

"Sorry Ed... Then you better take it easy down there..." That lasted a good 15 minutes, and I valued every single second he spent inside of me. He pushed me onto the couch hard, wildly thrusting against my shaking skin. He seemed to not be able to control himself at many times. But now, it didn't matter. It didn't matter how hard he pushed. He pressed his face against mine, we weren't done. His eyes were shut closed, for if he opened them, those hormones would surly make me bleed.

"St-stop making so much... noise... You'll wake... Noah..." He breathed into my mouth, finally leaving my body.

"Shut up... Your the one... Mak'en all the... noises... Edward..." I was getting tired, and I knew he was too. But I just didn't want to stop. He rolled to the side of the couch, with me pressed hard up against his chest. He closed his eyes, closing his mouth.

"It's late you know..." He whispered.

"But it was late... When we started."

"Yeah, well I wasn't this exhausted half an hour ago." He wrapped an auto mail hand around my waist, his face laid right next to mine. Our lips so close, they still touched. I reached forward, digging my tongue inside his mouth.

"Come on Ed, don't sleep yet... I'm not ready to stop..." I whined once I realized his tongue wouldn't join mine.

"This... late..."

"I'm tired too, but kiss me... Just one more time." Barley awake, he obeyed my command, opening his mouth as I ran my tongue around his lips, then drowned him.

However with in seconds, he was done. I pulled away, and smiled. With the last energy he had, he buried his head into my neck, taking in my scent, breathing on my skin.

"Geeze Ed, what it takes you to make a woman happy..."

xxx

Author's Note: Little bit more intense that the last one, but I still plan on a few more romanic, evenings in bed with Ed and Winry. I love those two so much, it's so much fun to think of a dialog for them :)

Some news though, I'm going to take a little break with 'Who I Really Am', just because of all the stress and work I've been put under. I will keep writing, and I promise I won't go completely into a Hiatus. There will still be chapters, they will just be coming out much slower.

But my new story, 'All the Stones I've Thrown' is getting amazing reviews, so check that one out while you can if you haven't already. I think it's written much better, except for all my stupid grammer/spelling errors. Thank you for everything!