Sorry for the late update. I was busy with my job and finishing "Angel, The Homunculous". I am working on the prequel for it.

In this chapter, I added something hot, and no it isn't Roy Mustang. ;)

Songs: "I'll Make Love To You"
"Trying Not To Love You" by Nickelback
"Like Nobody Else" by My Darkest Days
"Don't Let It End" by Nickelback
"Two Is Better Than One" by Boys Like Girls
"Find Your Love" by Drake
"Addicted" by Enrique Iglesias
"Hero" by Enrique Iglesias

"Come on, Elric! Work a little faster!" A superior soldier called from above where we were working. Apparently, they hadn't fixed what I had made yet. Fuck.

"Yes, sir!" I called as I continued to work, picking up the pace just a little. I muttered to myself, "If Armstrong would recruit an alchemist up here, I wouldn't be working the tunnels and would be watching Kenzi like my orders were."

I heard a chuckle beside me. "Heh, thinking about Miss Lockert, huh Elric?"

"Oh shut it, Allister," I said with a growl.

"She is a hottie. I would think about her too, but it wouldn't be while I was workin'."

Oh fuck, if he loves his face the way it is, he will shut the fuck up about Kenzi.

"It would be in the shower or in my bunk," he finished. I growled more, trying to ignore him. "But, you're special, Elric. You get to see her in practically nothing. I mean, you are roomin' with her."

"Shut up, Allister."

"So, if I hear screamin', I'll know you got lucky."

I stood straight, growling, and quickly punched him in the jaw. I watched him stagger back and hold what I hit. "Shut the fuck up, Allister," I said as I turned back around and kept working. It didn't matter if I was a colonel or not, he needed that.

After a moment of hearing commotion from others about blood pouring from his nose, I hear someone come up behind me and stand beside me. It was Major Black. "Damn, Elric, I didn't think you were going to break his nose."

"He deserved it."

"You must really hate it when someone talks about Miss Lockert, huh?"

"No."

"Liar. If you didn't care, you wouldn't have just broken a nose two seconds ago."

I sighed in frustration, trying to think of Kenzi's smile when she sees me. It was the only thing coming close to calming me down. I wanted to see her right then. I had to see her. I wanted to hold her, kiss her.

"I hate it when they talk about her that way," I said as I started working toward the end of the line, my mind involuntarily going to her.

"Just go, Ed, I'll cover for ya."

I flashed him a smile as I snuck away from the work and headed toward the kitchens, careful not to let Miles or Armstrong catch me. I slid into dark doorways and slid into the kitchen, slowly walking in so my boots didn't create too much noise.

"Hey, Lockert! Keep your lazy ass working!"

There was a second's pause before hearing, "Yes, sir!" That tone sounded like something she'd give General Lockert. God, she must've said those two words all the time to him when he was promoted.

I waited in the shadows of the darkened kitchen, waiting for Kenzi to come out with that pile of tray's in her arms. I was going to kidnap her then. When I saw her step foot outside the kitchen door and into the dining area, she walked to the tray piles and put them away properly. My old red coat stopping near her knees, letting her jeans stick out from under that. She was wearing her heeled boots. God, she was gorgeous. I stepped closer to her, grabbing her hand as she turned around and leading her outside the kitchens and down the halls to our bunk.

I pulled her into the bunk and closed the door quietly, without turning on the light. I knew she was a little confused, having asked all her questions when we were walking. But I stayed silent.

"Ed, what-" I stopped her question with a kiss, pulling her closer to me. When I broke the kiss, I said with a gentle finger to her lips, "Shh, don't talk. I don't want to get caught just yet."

I kissed her again, feeling her arm snake around my neck and the other grip my uniform jacket. She pulled at it, like it was going to come off just with her tugging on it. I couldn't help but to smile inwardly, feeling her tongue slick across my lips. I pulled her closer, moving my hand from outside my old red coat to inside it, going under her black long sleeve shirt. I could feel her warm skin just radiate heat. My right hand ran through her silky hair, wrapping around the base of her neck.

Her hands somehow undid my uniform jacket, leaving it open as she began undoing my white oxford. She wasn't the only one with layers, and she was taking great joy in slowly undoing the buttons without looking. She broke the kiss to kiss my jaw and down my neck, onto my collarbone. She nipped at my collarbone, earning a breathy groan from me. God, she knew what she was doing to me.

I slowly guided her to the bed, letting her slowly drop onto it. I climbed over her, hovering, and taking in the breathless sight before me. I looked into her eyes. Those deep eyes that showed so much of her mind, personality, and world if someone took the time to look into them. I gently used my fingertips to push her side-swept bangs from her eyes as they curtained them. I felt her breath tremble a little as I moved her fingers, like she knew I saw into her own world. They world she saw.

Her fingertips teased my jawline, traveling down my neck, leaving tingles everywhere she touched. I took her hand from my chest-it had been on the scar from where my automail was-and kissed each fingertip, my eyes on her. She smiled to me, pulling me down to kiss her lips as my hands started peeling off my red coat as her hands tugged at my uniform jacket, willing it off. Kenzi sat up, taking off her long sleeve and pressing her body to mine as if protecting herself from the drafty room we happened to bunk in.

I smiled to her as I lay her back down, kissing down from her neck and to the edge of her jeans. I kicked off her heeled boots, as well as mine, and worked off her jeans. I wanted her now, just as she wanted me. I could tell from how she toyed with the button of my uniform pants and muttering a curse to it for not coming off to her will. I snaked her jeans down her legs and kissed up a smooth leg, committing the feel and touch of her skin to memory. Kenzi writhed a little under me, boosting my ego just a little.

I kissed her passionately as I teased the edge of her panties, curling my finger under them and slowly pulling them down. She lifted her hips a little to help slide them off as the other hand took off her bra that cradled her large boobs perfectly. I tried to take in as much as I could before I felt myself kiss, nip, and tease every inch of her. I pulled down her panties as she pulled down my boxers, sending the cool shock of cold air to my already growing erection. Oh fuck, I wasn't prepared for her to be so willing like this, or her skin to be this soft.

She sat up a little, kissing from my jawline to my collarbone, nipping here and there along the way and sending shivers down my spine. Her long fingernails trailed down my skin, making me shiver even more. I pressed myself to her at the same time she did. I took my time, inhaling her sweet scent, taking in the deep gold mixed with purple streaks. I kissed her again, hungrily and passionately. She pressed her body to mine, getting closer if it was possible.

I hummed against her skin when I felt her hands ghost even more on me, discovering everything about me with careful attention. "Kenzi."

She was breathless, letting me feel the shiver trail down her spine as she whispered seductively into my ear, hugging herself close to me, "Ed."

Oh fuck. Did she know what she was doing to me?

She must've.

I trailed my fingertips down the length of her body as she lay back down, watching it rise in the wake of my touch. My ego boosted a little more. She arched her back under me. I smiled to her when she smiled to me, letting me know she was ready. That's when I slowly positioned myself and went into her tight, hot entrance. She cringed a little in pain, tears pooling in her eyes as I slowly sheathed myself. I cupped her cheek, wiping the tears. I felt bad I was the one causing the tears, but I also knew it's what came from taking a girl's virginity. It happened with Winry.

Oh shit, I just took her virginity.

That weighed on me like a ton of bricks. I didn't much care that I took Winry's, but for some reason, I cared a whole lot because it was Kenzi. I couldn't explain it even to myself. Kenzi was different.

Eventually, Kenzi's breathing slowed from the rushed, shallow ones she was giving off. The pain was subsiding; I could feel her muscles slowly relax under me. I started to move carefully as I watched her expressions, making sure I wasn't causing more pain than what was called for. She started moving with me after a bit, arching her back and letting out noises that merely dragged me more into that pleasure-filled world of hers. That was until I found her special spot that made her practically scream my name in ecstasy.

I tried to hit and miss the spot as much as I could once I'd found it, watching her writhe under me with more want. Seeing her try to make me hit her spot was nearly making me release. When she said my name in that sexy, husky, seductive whine that begged for more, I nearly did. Her fingers intertwined into mine, tightening around my hand when I did something she liked. I kept one hand at her hips, keeping the rhythm smooth for the two of us. It only made us hotter and more breathless, even making Kenzi arch her back even more.

"K-Kenzi...I'm gonna..." I couldn't even finish the sentence when I came, just after feeling her already tight walls tighten even more around me as she rode out an orgasm.

Kenzi's breath hitched as I came, then slowly lowered to an exhausted, labored rhythm. She laid back on the bed, collapsing into the bedding under her. I pulled out, laying next to her, having forgot where we were, why we were there, and what the hell happened before we got to the position we were in. She looked to me as I looked to her, both of us wore out.

"How do you feel?" I asked, worried and satisfied.

"Amazing," she said breathlessly.

She planted a soft kiss to my lips with a smile. One I've never before seen on her. It made her look even more like an angel.

I cupped her cheek with my hand, using my thumb to lightly brush her skin. She smiled to me gently, though I could see the worn, tired look in her eyes. She was trying to hide it. I brought my hand down from her cheek to her hand, raising it and kissing each fingertip individually once again, watching her smile.

"Get some rest, Kenzi." She gave me one of those looks that told me she didn't want to be alone. "If I am not here, I had to return to work before Armstrong castrates me like she would love to do to Mustang."

She nodded, closing her eyes a little. She looked as if she didn't have a care in the world. Like I didn't take her from her duties in the kitchens, or forced her to wake up at an ungodly hour of the morning. When I was sure she was asleep after a while of twirling her soft hair around my fingers, I kissed her forehead with a smile.

"I'll see you in a little while, Kenzi," I said as I carefully slid off the edge of the bed and started to redress.

I didn't want to leave her, but I had to. I couldn't let anyone find out what I had just done. I didn't give a flying fuck what happened to my reputation, but I was worried about Kenzi's. She already had a rough one with the military because of her father. The last thing I wanted to do was make it worse.