Winry's hand slid smoothly up and down, her grip tightening when she felt Ed's fingernails dig into her shoulders, clawing at her back. The water from the showerhead hitting her back was hot and stung; he had broken the skin again. His face contorted into an expression of pure bliss, a rosy flush forming across his nose and cheeks, slowly spreading to his neck and chest; whimpers found home in the back of his throat and strings of obscenities slipped out between his lips with ease. Her hand was magic, touching and squeezing and loving him in all the right places.
Their soapy bodies pressed together, lips locking, tongues fighting, Ed's throaty moans cutting through her body, making her weak in the knees. He was getting close, one of his hands desperately sliding up and down the tile wall; the other, desperately searching for purchase as he pinched, scratched, and slid up her side, breaking the kiss.
His breathing became erratic as she kissed him hard, pushing him up against the wall, his palms smacking against it for support, her wrist pumping him quickly, slowing at the head to trace small circles with her thumb. His low moans were breaking from his throat more frequently, turning Winry on in a way that she could not put into words. She needed to hear more of those sweet, delicious sounds.
And she did. His voice rose and escalated quickly, gibberish coupled with obscenities flying out of his mouth, peppered with throaty moans and whimpers, crying out to a God he no longer believed in for sending this beautiful creature into his life. He buried his hands in her hair, gripping hard as his climax ripped through him with a sharp shout, leaving him a trembling puddle in her arms as she kissed him again.
His hands rested on her breasts, gently kneading and pinching. He locked eyes and smiled at her, breathing still heavy. He trailed kisses along her jaw and down her neck, sucking hard on the sensitive shoulder junction.
He led her under the water, helping to wet her hair. He grabbed the bottle of shampoo and squeezed a generous amount into the palm of his hand. Gently, Ed massaged Winry's scalp, earning a soft moan in return.
She wanted him to touch her, but not in this way! Ed could be so clueless sometimes. He just needed a little help. She grabbed his hands and directed them down to rest on her ass, winking at him as she did so. She kissed him with reckless abandon, moaning as he slid his hand between her legs, rubbing slowly. Her hands wrapped around his neck, rubbing and massaging his shoulders.
The water continued to soak her hair, shampoo trickling down her back and face. He pinned her against the wall, kissing her neck. Her eyes shot open when he slid two fingers inside of her quickly, pulling them out almost immediately when she started screaming.
"Someone's a little overly sensitive," he mumbled smugly, continuing to please her.
"Ah, ah, ah, shit, shit, shit, FUCK!" Her eyes were screwed shut and an expression of discomfort adorned her face. Her fingernails dug into his back, harder than usual. "For the love of God, there's soap in my eyes!" She smacked his pawing hands away as she desperately tried to break free of his body pressed against hers.
She immediately stuck her face under the showerhead, opening her eyes wide and hoping the water would quickly wash the acid-like substance out of them. She miserably thought about how she was going to go blind after this. Who knew shampoo was this deadly of a substance?
Ed was rubbing her back as she desperately tried to rinse her eyes, rubbing them hard with her fists. After what seemed like hours, her eyes were bloodshot and soap free. Ed kissed her forehead, bringing her in close to his chest. He helped her rinse her hair and they both finished washing up in the shower.
They toweled off and got into bed, Winry's head resting on his chest comfortably, his fingers gliding through her hair. Ed suggested if they were going to shower together again, they would wash up after their fun time to avoid another vision threatening incident with the corrosive acid known as shampoo.
A/N: This seemed a bit rushed to me, partly because I really wanted to post something and partly because I always get bored and hate what I'm writing and want to finish it as quickly as possible, so I apologize if it's choppy and weird. I have several themes in the making, but no motivation to actually finish them, and fresh ideas are always popping up in my head. If any of you readers have any suggestions/requests for a theme, I would be happy to take them! Thank you all again!