~ Welcome back, this time I am writing what I espect is the first pairing story between Winry and Scar from Full Metal Alchemist series.

~ Now before people say, yeah, this is the last thing people would have expected too be made with the history they have, but it is fanfic and my story so there, with all respect.

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~ WARNING: Contains smut/lemon and adult language, not suitable for minors.

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Deep in the dry desert of Ishval after the events at Central Command in Amestris, it's native inhabitants returned to their homeland. They have been through much in their lives, being the victims of a nation wide plot that resulted in near annihilation.

But now things have changed, with a new government regime in place, they have allowed the Ishvalans to return to where they belong to rebuild. What's more, the once proud monk, turned criminal turned savior of the nation named Scar and former officer of Fort Briggs Major Miles are now heads of the reconstruction processes.

It is a slow start, with so few of them there are, it is almost hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel. Though with logistical aid from Amestris, they do have the means to get back up on their feet, there seems to be a spark missing.

(Currently)

The days were bustling, Ishvalan men including Scan worked hard, building up their standard brick housings, the architecture to match what it used to be thanks to Scar's memory.

While the women tended to their families and tried to work on agricultural activities to make sure they have sustainable food demand.

He also felt right at home after so long, wearing the familiar Ishvalan monk white and red striped robes of their ancient religion. And his muscular physique did not diminished, and even his short, spiky silver hair was like it was years ago. With all the things that they have accomplished, Miles and Scar were impressed by what they did and things were looking up.

Though the two leading figures met to discuss something important though by themselves. Miles said "Things are turning out well, we got housing settled, the irrigation systems built, the market is coming along and the temples are starting."

Scar then said "It is great work, but there is still concern for one vital piece to this." Miles looked to him to see what he has to say but he could already guess what it is.

He added "there are indeed too few of us to fill up this town, we may have the resources to survive but demographics to return us permanently on the map." He then felt a hand touch his shoulder to see Miles trying to reassure him saying "We'll find a way, this is after all to be a new beginning for us, not to be tied down to our past and help is welcomed." Scar nodded, trying to be confident as Miles then went back to work.

As Scar did the same by carrying a cart of bricks to the next building, he noticed someone in the distance, beyond the haze of the sun, he looked out and saw a familiar face. The person got close enough to reveal herself as the famous mechanic of Resembool, the youthful beauty with a spunky attitude and a heart of gold, Winry Rockbell.

Scar was surprised by the sudden visit as he approached the young Amestrian woman. He looked down to her and said "Winry, I am surprised, what are you doing here?"

Winry with a smile looked up to the tall Ishvalan, putting down her bag replied "I am here to help Ishval rebuild, things around the country have been so crazy lately that everyone is chipping in to fix it and I want to do my part."

Scar was quiet for a moment before he added "Are you sure you want to "do your part" here? What about Full Metal? Or your Grandmother?" Winry still with a positive attitude responded with "Ed and Alphonse are recovering fine, and they have their own plans for the future, they appear to be doing more traveling."

Scar wasn't surprised though he thought to himself "I am surprise he wouldn't stay with a girl like her." But he shook his head for a moment to dispel the thought, Winry also added "Grandma also supports my choice as she knew I was like my parents and am old enough to make them."

Scar was burdened when she said her parents, remembering what he did to her. Winry also said with a more sympathetic tone "But no, we all suffered, and want to help in a way my parents did, starting here."

Scan was silent for another moment and then said "Right, thank you." He then felt his hand grabbed to see the blonde girl look to him and said "No problem, now let's get to work." The two then head to the Ishvalan village to begin their work.

Things were a little tense at first, the Ishvalans had their reservations at first with having an Amestrian in their mitts. To them, she knew nothing about their culture and viewed as an invader, with her light complexion versus their darker one, her ocean blue eyes vs their crimson red eyes, her golden hair to their silver ones and their industrial way vs their more natural way of living.

However, as time passed, Winry proved to just as invaluable to the community, thanks to some of the Ishvalans who once worked with her parents long ago with caring for their people during the war. It is almost like she was part of their family all along, she proved to hang with the men, building their houses and as nurturing as the women.

While some of the mean did ogle attractively to the clothing style of

Winry with her showing much skin with a tank top, luckily Scar was there to get them back to work. And whenever she was not working, Scar noticed how she had a found way with kids, like a big sister or even loke a mother to them as they adored her, which gave a small grin.

At the end of the day, their village was coming along quite well, it was almost as if there was no war to begin with. Ishvalans were starting to be full of life once again, breaking for the day, they socialized amongst themselves.

Winry was appreciating the hospitality that the natives were providing with their food and beverages and the conversations they had. Meanwhile, Scar and Miles met together at another part of the village with their own conversations.

Miles said with optimism "Things are progressing faster than we had anticipated, it is as if our people has been motivated greatly." Scar replied with a little enthusiasm "Yeah, you can say that."

Miles took a moment but then broke the silence by saying "It must be miss Rockbell, isn't it?" Scar pauses to think about her as Miles continued "Her atmosphere has enriched our people, she showed that that people can change for the better, making it all worth living."

Scar could not deny what he said but not for him as there is something he still had holding onto. Miles turned to him with a small smile and said "I am certain that the future of our people is in safe hands."

Scar got nervous as Miles walked away which he thought to himself "What could he mean by that? Could he be talking about repopulation? Could he mean their prosperity? Is he referring to Winry, me, both?!"

Scar was thinking too much that he failed to noticed the young mechanic approached behind him, catching him by surprise. Winry then asked "Hey Scar, what are you thinking about?" And Scar replied trying to collect himself "A-Ah, nothing, nothing at all."

Winry then looked out to the village and it's people and said "It was a very nice day." Scar replied a little calmer "It is, and I think your presence here made them all the more cheerful." Winry smiled as Scar noticed it and thought to himself "Huh, if Miles' parents being of two different races could fine joy, then anything's possible.

Winry stretched and said "Alright, I think I am going to hit the hey, got quite a lot of things to do tomorrow." Scar asked "Do you have a place to stay?" Winry chuckled as she replied "You know, I was having a good time today I forgot to ask where I could settle."

Scar paused for a moment before he said without thinking "You could stay at my home for a while." In his head he called himself an idiot for offering something like that to her of all people. And Winry without hesitation replied "If you don't mind, I would love to!"

Scar could not believe what he heard, this girl who he murdered his parents in a fit of rage and vengeance on losing his family, surely she jest. But she was already gone, grabbing her things, she would most likely return to him to go to his place, this would give Scar unexpected option to try and make amends with the Amestrian lady.

(Later that Evening at Scar's home)

After settling in for the night, inside the stone home of the Ishvalan man, Scar and Winry both got settled in and he let her use his bathing area clean herself.

Winry told Scar about her interests had always been fascinated by the native Ishvalan people. Their culture and religion fascinated her, her parents has been humanitarian aids to them even before the war and told her all about it. Had it not been for that tragic incident, she may have wanted to go there and be like them.

Scar felt a sense of awkwardness having a girl in his home, and this was coming from a former warrior monk in his early years. He wore a loose robe which was rather revealing of his muscular build as he sat by the window to see the night illuminated by stars and a full moon.

As he was admiring the night for it's beauty, he turned his attention to Winry and as as she was close to his bedroom "Hey Winry, is the water alright?" Winry replied with a moan and "The water is perfect, so smooth."

Scar was at least relax that she was not unsatisfied, but then he added "I know it may not be like the bathrooms from where you live, in your industrial style world." Winry replied with a snappy retort "Are you kidding? This is the best! All natural, without the risk of bursting pipes or rust leaking into the water, and candle in here makes it peaceful."

Scar could barely stand it, her kindness as it too a good long moment before he shouted "Why are you so kind to me! I was the man who murdered your parents long ago! Who almost killed your friends on multiple occasions! I am… so sorry."

There was silence as he struggled to hold back any tears, until he heard her speak "I would I hold onto this grudge? It is true I resented you for a while back then, but that is something that isn't me and shouldn't hold me back, doesn't mean I forgive you, but I don't hate you as you helped us save our home, you're working to change your ways, just as Amestris is changing theirs, the past can't be fixed, only our future."

Scar could not believe what he was hearing, he was usually the stoic, hardcore man that he is, and when he broke down there, he felt relief for how a weight has been lifted off his shoulders.

He then heard footsteps approached the entrance of his room and then stopped. He turned to face the doorway and his face turned red, almost as red as his eyes to what he was seeing.

Winry while smiling was in nothing but a bathing cloth, still wet from her bath and her long golden hair damp from the wet stuck itself to her slender yet curvy form.

Scar tried to avert his gaze as he shouted "W-Winry, what are you doing!?" Winry smirked at his gesture and replied "I have been in the bathroom with a glassless window, listening to what was going outside, and hearing couples get it on."

The Ishvalan man was dumbfounded that he did not noticed that, to hear that his people were already copulating. Winry then added as she started to move her hands for a certain gesture of movement "It made me rather more excited in that moment than when I first arrived."

He was confused by what she meant as he asked "I am not sure I follow." Winry chuckled at his dense response and replied "It means that I am here not only to help Ishval's people in more ways than one, but because of you."

She dropped her cloth to reveal all her naked glory to the older man as he could not believe his eyes. She was shorter than him but she has a well fit, slender figure with perky areas to her, such as her breasts, her hips and her firm buttocks.

Scar could only describe this as the forbidden fruit that tempts all men, with that moment's pause he then asked "Why me and why help us this way?" Winry looked down with a smile replied "On the same day that I could not pull the trigger to kill you, I remembered what Ed told me."

He thought of Full Metal as Winry continued as she placed her hands on her lower abdomen "He said these hands of mine would be used to create life. Those words stuck with me." She looked up as she moved towards Scar "And I am putting them to good use, by helping people where they are needed and to even start a family and you need help too, to move forward."

Scar as he stood up looked down at the younger woman as she looked up at him as he said "I don't know what to say." Winry's expression was one of caring, but then turned to one of sultry as she moved her wet hands to his bare, muscular chest, rubbing up and down on it.

The Ishvalan man grunted as she did that and moved her hands up to his loose vest and discarded it leaving him topless. She admired that, even rubbing his tattooed arms left by his older brother and added "Besides, you have a great bod, any woman would want to be with you." As she undid the bindings of his loose pants, discarding the last bit of clothing, leaving him as naked as the Amestrian girl before him.

They were only inches away from one another, their height difference apparent to one another, her blue easy being started into by his red ones. Winry then reached up with her arms to wrap around his broad neck as she leans up to seal his rough lips with her moist ones in a passionate kiss.

Their mouths united, Scar's hesitation washed away as his arms now reaching around her smaller frame and closed the gap between them. Her light, smooth skinned form pressed up against his rugged, muscular larger dark skin form, these differences were the opening to what they were about to do.

(Lemon Scene)

Their mouths opened to one another as they let their tongues dance with one another. Both were moaning as their lips mushed against each other, tasting one another intimately.

Winry was tightening her grip around his head as his hands were exploring the softness of her curves. From feeling the smoothness over her shoulder blades to grabbing a handful of her butt.

All of this serves to fuel the arousal of Scar as his massive manhood began reaching full mast until it hit Winry's womanhood. She separated her lips for a moment and smirked as she knew what he liked as she started to stroke his member, her fingers could barely grip his member.

She knew now what she needed to do for him, and that is to go down town to his nethers.

Winry kisses her way down Scar's rippling physique until she reaches his massive manhood. She can feel the heat radiating from his skin and the anticipation building in her own body. She continues to stroke his long cock, marveling at its size and girth. Her fingers could hardly wrap around it, feeling the veins pulsing under her touch.

She licked her lips, seeing his member start to leak pre-cum, she approached the tip and started to lick it up. The sensitive bit was easily felt bu Scar but he managed to hold his ground with just a grunt.

Her licking only escalated with twirling her tongue around the head of his member, followed by licking along the shaft, admiring the length. She would reach the scrotum as his balls were massive that even one could easily fill one of her hands.

The other she was sucking on with her mouth, the heat from them felt so good and had a intense taste and smell. Her eyes roles back from the aphrodisiac kind of feeling which made her body fidget.

After lathering up his balls and penis, she returned to the tip, from there, she proceeded to the main course. She opened up her mouth and downed his member in one gulp, causing Scar's body to tense and Winry to nearly choke.

His cock was so massive that it nearly made her gag, she would eventually learn out to breath through her nose though. Once that was settled though, she would proceed to slowly slurp back and forth on him.

Scar managed to compose himself as his hands are placed on her head, his fingers combing through her hair as she bobs her head faster on him. His cock reaches the back of her throat as she uses one of her hands to reach down and finger herself.

Her other hand went back to massaging his testicles, getting them to tense up for when the time was right. Scar was even starting to get into the mood as he added his own pelvic thrusting which give pleasing choking reflexes. The sensation of his thick member filling her mouth and her own fingers exploring her wetness is almost too much for her to handle.

But she doesn't want to stop. She wants to please him, to make him feel as good as he makes her feel. She uses her tongue to the best of her abilities to move around his member while he was in her mouth. She even tried to take him down further to reach the base. She can feel him growing harder and thicker in her mouth, and she moans around him, sending vibrations of joy through his body.

Scar's breathing becomes more ragged as Winry continues to pleasure him with her mouth. He can feel her tongue swirling around him, her lips tight and wet as he gripped her hair in his hands. He knows he won't be able to hold on much longer, but he wants to savor every moment of this pleasure.

Winry can sense that he's close, and she increases her pace, sucking and stroking him with more urgency. She can feel his hands started to even pull on her hair, bringing her further in, and she knows he's about to release. She wants to taste him, to feel his hot cum filling her mouth.

After a few more intense thrusts from the Ishvalan man, drawing happy tears from Winry, it happened. Scar's body tenses and he lets out a deep groan as he releases into her mouth. Winry swallows each load, one gulp at a time, savoring the taste of him. She continues to suck and lick him, milking every last drop from him until he's completely spent.

Her stomach is filled to the brim with his cum as she removes his member from her mouth, leaving only strands of saliva and semen between them. She took a moment of respite, breathing heavily from what happened, licking up and swallowing what remained. She looks up at him the next moment, her eyes dark with desire, Scar with the same passion as hers pulls her up to him, kissing her deeply with his hands on either side of her face.

Winry's heart flutters within their make out session, the feeling of going native in a totally different culture and being with this man changed her. As her body pressed up against his again, her hands roamed his body during that time, they would find their place on his steely ass.

Scar's body reacted to her touch, his hands instinctively went down her frame, feeling her up from her slender waist, to her smooth back and finally down to her round rear end. He gripped both cheeks as he lifted her up off her feet, but instead of being surprised she wrapped her legs around his waist as she felt his cock rubbing beneath her womanhood.

She smiled in the kiss when he did that, moved her arms to wrapping around Scar's neck to deepen their makeout. He could feel her love juices from her vagina trickling down his member to lather him back up.

He separated from their kiss for a moment, much to Winry's disappointment as he decided to move things along. He moved back to his bed where he laid on his back and had Winry straddle him in a cowgirl position.

She looked down on the rough-skinned man as her hands placed on his chest for support with lust and given freedom to move. She appreciated his openness to the new experience he himself never had before as well and wants them both to be happy.

Winry wasted no time and lifted herself up on his pelvis as she guided his huge member with her hand to her womanhood entranced. And with one motion, she slid down on him fully as his member pierced into her womb.

Her first time was so overwhelming as he body froze as her pussy attempted to tighten around his massive member as it even managed to bulge around her abdomen. Scar was no stranger as he tensed up his body too as to avoid reaching climax right away.

Soon enough, the two of them would regain control of themselves as they were breathing heavily. She let out a moan of pleasure as she began to move her hips, riding him with a fierce intensity.

The feeling of their bodies rubbing against one another was like a rubbing water balloons against each other. Despite it being a new experience, Scar was quick to adapt to the process and would take initiative too.

Scar's hands roamed over her body from where they were holding her before at her butt. The excitement was palpable for Winry as she had her fingers raking across his pecks, leaving barely noticeable scartch marks.

His hands would wonder around, one of them would find their way to her jiggling breasts, squeezing and feeling them up, making Winry gasp in pleasure. He would lean up instinctively to suckle on her other breast, it was like honey and pleasure made personified.

He couldn't believe his luck, having this beautiful young woman in his bed. He would lay back down as his hands would return down to her tight buttocks, where one of them spanked her cheeks, leaving a pink mark.

Winry's body shivered and tensed up briefly from the act, her hands becoming fists as she arched her back forward. Scar would continue further by adding his own thrusts from below, causing her to bounce up and down on him more.

Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, their moans and gasps filling the room. Straddling him made it all the more easier for his member to each all the way to the base but at the expense of his member reaching in her womb, though she could hardly complain.

Scar couldn't believe the passion and desire that Winry had for him, and the light of the moon illuminating her form made it all the more beautiful. He couldn't resist her any longer and thrusted harder his hips upward, meeting her every movement. She rubbed her hips back and forth as much as she could on his pelvis, though he was just too strong.

Winry's body was on fire, her skin flushed and her breath coming in short gasps. She had never experienced such pleasure before, and she couldn't get enough of Scar. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to climax, her body trembling with anticipation.

She wanted to make him feel good too, to make sure he was enjoying himself, to make sure they came together, but then it happened. Winry climaxed on her own, she squirted her juices on Scar's crotch and losing strength. She collapsed on top of him, her body still trembling from the intense pleasure. Scar held her close, his own body still pulsing with desire.

But Winry wasn't done yet, but she felt ashamed as she hoped to be able to please him. She wanted more, and she wanted it from Scar, he could sense what she was feeling. He wanted her to be happy too, his hands now rubbing her back and ass too.

Her gyrated hips had tired out as his hips continued to thrust upward but slower so as to not overwork her, so Scar decided to change things up, give Winry a break for a change. He lifted her up, much to her surprise and turned around, flipped her over onto her back against the bed, under him while still inside of her, this time in missionary with a slow and steady pace at the beginning.

Winry's heart raced as this was something common but exotic, her arms moved around Scar's back to embrace him as best she could while he had one arm around her's and the other at her side pressing against the bed.

Their eyes meeting, his red to her blue once again so closely as lust turned to romance and they closed the distance between them in another deep kiss.

As they continued to make out passionately, Winry hugged Scar as much as she could but his back was too muscular and broad as he pressed his body against hers. His hips moved in and out faster, his member stretching out her vaginal walls.

The stretching of her womanhood made her separate lips from his with only saliva between them. Winry moaned in pleasure, her hands gripping onto his shoulders fastened as she felt herself building up to her inevitable release too, but would make sure that she would join him in that too.

Her head was resting between his neck and shoulder as her grip around him tightened. She would bring her legs around his waist and would lock right in, making sure he does not separate from him. The missionary position would evolve into a mating press, the most certain intent to achieve her goals.

When they were together like this he could tell her deeper desires beyond what she initial stated her interests and connections to him were before. She was attracted to Ishvalans with their more "distinctive" features and intimate way which were unlike anything she had ever felt before. So when she saw Scar in a different light, the tall and muscular Ishvalan man, she couldn't help but feel drawn to him.

The difference in their age and ethnicity added fuel to their union besides their mending wounds and the time they shared together. For some reason this made his member feel bigger to her as his balls slap against her ass, heavy with his future progeny. And as she lay beneath him, feeling his hot breath on her skin, she couldn't help but feel a stronger sexual attraction towards him.

Winry's body responded to his every touch, her pleasure building with each thrust. Her wrapped legs tightened as she started to plant kisses along his shoulder and neck. Scar moved harder, and was pushed further when his face brushed against her golden hair, smelling the fragrance from what she bathed with.

Their bodies were slick with sweat as they moved together in a rhythm that was both primal and passionate. Winry's pale skin contrasted against Scar's dark complexion, making their bodies look even more alluring in the dim light of the window of the bedroom. The only source of light came from the stars and moon, casting a soft glow over their entwined forms.

As Scar's thrusts became more urgent, Winry nails were clawing at his back and shoulders. This pain was overshadowed by pleasure and serves to hasten his pounding which caused her to hold on for dear life. She could feel his muscles tensing beneath her touch, his breaths becoming more ragged as he neared his own release.

Scar managed to let out a warning that he was about to blow, Winry had no hesitation and begged him to fill her up and get her pregnant. Scar felt nothing but joy from hearing those words and proceeded to give her what she wanted most.

His thrusting was now faster than ever before, their grunts moans, yelps and sounds of flesh slapping against one another could be heard from outside. And just as she felt herself reaching the peak of pleasure to release, Scar let out a deep growl and spilled his seed inside her.

Winry's body shook with pleasure as she climaxed, her juices spilling onto the sheets of Scar's bed. But Scar wasn't done yet, he held his position, snugged deep inside her, Winry gasp between each pulsing sensation she could feel in her from his member as rope after rope of his semen flooding her womb, and even overflowed as well.

As they both lay there, panting and covered in sweat, Winry couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over her. She never thought that their relationship would turn into something like this, she would love the man who murdered her parents. But in the end, she knew them well enough that they bore no hatred at all even in their final moments. But as they lay there, their bodies still connected, it is confirmed that there was something special between them.

Winry blushed with eyes closed and a smile, feeling her womb overflow and even stretch from all of Scar's semen filling her up. They both laid there, Scar on top of Winry as she held him in her arms. Her legs became tired and they just spread out to either side of him, as if they were welcoming him to claim her as his own.

(Lemon Scene End)

The light of the moon illuminates their naked, sweating forms, the light, dry, desert breeze tingling their warm, moist bodies. Both Winry and Scar were close to passing out, but maintained their consciousness albeit tired.

Winry hugging the big, older man on top of her rubbing her arms as she said "This has been something I have been wanting for so long, to be part of this world. To love what you love, what my Parents loved, to do right by both our people."

Scar while holding her from above replied "What I love now, is that of my people's future, and of you, as you are one of us." Winry's heart skipped a beat with what he said, he lead up to look down at her as he added with a sincere tone "I love you Winry, and I will make you happy and give you my children forever."

Winry's eyes swelled with tears of joy and with a charming smile replied "Thank you!" As the two unite their lips once more for a passionate embrace, Winry thought to herself "Wish me luck Ed, Grandma, Mom, Dad."

As they still made out, they both took notice, feeling a powerful pulse as they separated their lips to find that Scar's member was rock hard again inside of Winry.

She chuckled as she said with a sultry tone "Well we can't have you fall asleep on that do we? Shall we have more fun?" Scar was nervous as nodded his head in agreement and thought to himself "This girl is insatiable."

The night in the village would be filled with echoes as moans of passion as Winry and Scar, along with many lovers consummated their unions to ensure the future. Miles was outside Scar's house and smiles, happy he could find happiness too.

(Interlude)

Winry Rockbell had always been a strong and independent woman. Growing up in the small town of Resembool and learned the art of automail to become a skilled mechanic, fascinated by the technology of Amestris.

But since that day with Scar, an Ishvalan man who had been through so much pain and suffering for both of them, despite their differences, they fell in love. Winry quickly embraced the culture and style of Ishval, forsaking her Amestrian lifestyle. She even converted to their religion, worshipping their god Ishvala the great creator.

As their love grew, so did Winry's belly. She was heavily pregnant with their child, and the people of Ishval prayed to Ishvala for a safe delivery. They had accepted Winry as one of their own and even dubbed her 'The Holy Mother' for her positive impact in rebuilding their homeland. Until the day arrived on a sunny day in Ishval.

(Nine Months Later)

Winry found herself on a birthing bed in a small shack, surrounded by Ishvalan maidens who were tending to her, their hands and words comforting her the best they can. She was in labor, and the pain was almost unbearable, she was sweating and felt like she was by herself. But she pushed with all her strength, determined to bring her child into the world.

As she laid on the padding, Winry prayed for strength. She prayed for Edward, her Grandma, her parents, her new god Ishvala, and most of all, for Scar. She looked to see that he was by her side, holding her other hand, encouraging her, waiting for their child to be born.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Winry gave one final push and her child emerged into the world. The maidens quickly cleaned the baby and handed him to Winry. She looked down at her son and smiled, tears streaming down her face.

He had the Ishvalan skin tone and red eyes of his father, but the golden hair of his mother. He was a beautiful mix of their love, and Winry couldn't be happier.

As she held her son, Winry couldn't help but think about their future. She had no doubt that it would be quite the journey, being the only Amestrian in an Ishvalan community and given birth to a mix child. But with her beloved by her side she was determined to make it work for the sake of their son.

As she looked at her lover, Winry also couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. For they had a lot of ground to cover for recovering their numbers and she couldn't wait.

Winry turned her attention up at the Ishvalan maidens and smiled. She thanked them for their help and asked them to leave her, Scar and their son alone for a moment. As they left, Winry turned to her lover and whispered, "Ishvala has blessed us with a beautiful child, my love. And I promise to make sure he knows about his heritage and culture."

Scar rubbed his hand on his son's head who coud for a while, a happy bundle of joy he thought. He looked to Winry and said "Thank you." Thinking of all the time the two spent for this moment.

He leaned over to Winry and kissed her gently on the forehead. "You did well, my love. Our son is sure to live strong." he said, tears in his eyes.

Winry smiled and handed their son to Scar, he lifted him up and said "We will name him Edward." Winry liked that name, she was sure that her Ed was happy on his journeys for new Alchemy. As he held him, Winry couldn't help but feel a sense of completeness. She had found love and a new family in Ishval, and she knew that they would be happy together.

But as she looked at Scar and their son, Winry couldn't help but feel a little mischievous. She knew that Scar was not the only one who desired her. She had made many friends in Ishval, and some of them were men who had an attraction to her as well.

Winry managed to get Scar attention and smirked sultrily. "I think it's time we invite some of my girl friends from home to join our village." she said, winking at him.

Scar chuckled and shook his head. "You never cease to surprise me, Winry." he said, kissing her passionately.

As they embraced, Winry looked to her and Scar's child and continued to smile. She was grateful for her new life in Ishval and for the love she had found in Scar. And as she looked to their future, she couldn't help but feel excited about giving their son more siblings as long as she lived.

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