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cornerofmadnessTitle Repayment Plans
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cornerofmadness
Disclaimer Arakawa owns this, not me.
Rating PG
Characters/Pairing Ed/Winry
Timeline/Spoilers post 108 so spoilers for the very end
Word Count 336
Warning none
Summary Ed invents a new way of paying for his automail repairs.
Author’s Note written forlyrangalia’s birthday and for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fanfic_bakeoff’s ‘ouch’ prompt (though the version there is minus Al and Ed’s invention)
XXX
“Ouch, Winry, damn it.” Ed squirmed on the examine table, his boxers sliding up.
Winry slapped his thigh. “Ed, sit still and hush. You’re going to wake the baby. It took forever to get him down for his nap and I have a whole list of patients to see besides you.”
Ed’s eyes flicked toward the door. Beyond it was Betsy, Winry’s receptionist and oft-time babysitter. Little Zach was sleeping in the office in the little cage Alphonse had transmuted for him with a soft cushiony bottom and four net walls. It had become so popular with the ladies in the office Ed and Al had drawn up a patent for it. Al suggested play pen instead of ‘baby cage’ for the marketing name.
At any rate, he doubted that his son could have heard him. He looked down his leg at his wife. “What the hell are you doing to the port, Winry? That hurts!”
“That’s my question to you. What did you do to your leg, Edward? I’m going to have to replace the port.”
“There was an incident in the desert. You know I was helping Mustang with some of the reconstruction there.” Ed sighed.
“Every time you help Mustang something bad happens.” Winry smirked. “I’m not going to let you play with him any more, young man.”
“Please. Forbid me!”
Winry slapped his thigh lightly this time. “You are my worst patient ever.”
“I’m your best patient ever. I keep you in practice.”
“Yes, but you no longer pay me.”
Ed hitched himself up, stroking her shoulder. “Oh, I can pay you,” he said in a bedroom voice he was still trying to master.
She snorted. “I’ll get a sitter and we’ll try out that book Al brought from Xing.” Winry glanced at his automail. “After you recover from this. Try not to break it in less than a month.”
“No promises especially since I think I’m going to like my new repayment plan.” Ed’s grin could have lit up the sky.
Title Not According to Plan
Author-cornerofmadness
Fandom Fullmetal Alchemist
Disclaimer Arakawa owns all
Rating PG-13 (in spite of it being mid-coitus)
Characters/Pairing Ed/Winry
Timeline/Spoilers Post 108 but no spoilers
Word Count 201
Warning silliness (sorry Ed)
Summary Sometimes advanced sexual positions aren’t as easy as they look.
Author’s Note This goes with Repayment Plan. Written forfanfic_bakeoff’s ouch challenge. Also I have a vague idea I wrote something like this once for Roy and Riza…
XXX
“Ouch, ouch, wait, Winry.” Ed’s face screwed up in way that definitely did not suggest erotic joy.
“I told you this one might not be our best idea ever.” Winry struggled against her lover. “It was your idea.”
“It’s the position we pulled out of the hat,” he protested, his muscles screaming.
“Which was your idea.” She squirmed some more, not quite able to untangle herself from him.
“I got the idea from Mustang. He said it was spontaneous and fun. Never listen to him. When am I going to learn?” Ed groaned. “Trouble every time.”
“So long as that leg isn't broken. I just put it back on you.”
“It doesn’t count if you broke it.” Ed was sure his entire body was in a spasm. “Al said this book was fun, not a trip to the hospital.”
Winry started giggling, her body jiggling against his. That was no help whatsoever.
“Never breathe a word of this to anyone, Winry!”
“Who would I tell?” she gasped between giggles.
Ed has a whole host of names in mind, Al, Pinako, Mustang, Ling, Garfiel, Paninya, all ready and willing to torment him. Paying for his automail wasn’t supposed to go like this.
Title- What Are Brothers For?
Author-cornerofmadness
Fandom Fullmetal Alchemist
Disclaimer Arakawa owns all
Rating PG-13
Characters/Pairing Al, Ed
Timeline/Spoilers post 108, spoilers for Ed’s family life
Word Count 299
Warning brothers being brothers
Summary Al can’t help but be amused by his brother’s misfortune
Author’s Note because in my experience this is what brothers do. This follows Repayment Plan and Not According to Plan
XXX
Al stretched until his shoulders popped. He had come back early to his brother’s house, his nephew in tow. He had put Zach in his play pen and went to make coffee, seeing neither Ed nor Winry were downstairs yet. Well, this was when they wanted him to come over. Al hoped they remembered that. He had amassed a nice little sexual portfolio and didn’t want to add accidental voyeurism of his brother and his wife to the list.
The coffee was nearly finished cooking on the stove when his brother appeared. Ed’s hair looked like elves had visited it in the night and the bags under his eyes were big enough for a month’s vacation.
“Ed, what happened?”
“What are you doing here?”
“I had your son, remember?”
“Oh, right.” Ed shuffled in the direction of the coffee. “Winry got called out to an accident at four this morning.”
“Aw. Ed, what happened to you?”
“Nothing.”
“Yes, because you always crab-walk like that. You hurt yourself.” Al’s eyes widened. A laugh knocked on the teeth that clamped to contain it. “What the hell position did you try?”
“Shut up. I’m fine.”
“Like hell.”
“You and your damn book.” Ed snatched the coffee up. “I could be maimed for life.”
“Ed, you have to work up to some of those positions.” The chuckles started escaping. Al couldn’t help it.
Ed glared. “How do you know? Never mind, don’t tell me. Don’t you dare mention this to anyone?”
Ed’s desperate note made Al almost feel bad for him. “Maybe I should star positions that are safe for beginners.”
“Maybe you should go to hell.”
Al put his hands up. “Try to do a guy a favor.”
Al was pretty sure his brother growled at him. Oh, this might be fun.
Author-
cornerofmadnessDisclaimer Arakawa owns this, not me.
Rating PG
Characters/Pairing Ed/Winry
Timeline/Spoilers post 108 so spoilers for the very end
Word Count 336
Warning none
Summary Ed invents a new way of paying for his automail repairs.
Author’s Note written for
lyrangalia’s birthday and for fanfic_bakeoff’s ‘ouch’ prompt (though the version there is minus Al and Ed’s invention)XXX
“Ouch, Winry, damn it.” Ed squirmed on the examine table, his boxers sliding up.
Winry slapped his thigh. “Ed, sit still and hush. You’re going to wake the baby. It took forever to get him down for his nap and I have a whole list of patients to see besides you.”
Ed’s eyes flicked toward the door. Beyond it was Betsy, Winry’s receptionist and oft-time babysitter. Little Zach was sleeping in the office in the little cage Alphonse had transmuted for him with a soft cushiony bottom and four net walls. It had become so popular with the ladies in the office Ed and Al had drawn up a patent for it. Al suggested play pen instead of ‘baby cage’ for the marketing name.
At any rate, he doubted that his son could have heard him. He looked down his leg at his wife. “What the hell are you doing to the port, Winry? That hurts!”
“That’s my question to you. What did you do to your leg, Edward? I’m going to have to replace the port.”
“There was an incident in the desert. You know I was helping Mustang with some of the reconstruction there.” Ed sighed.
“Every time you help Mustang something bad happens.” Winry smirked. “I’m not going to let you play with him any more, young man.”
“Please. Forbid me!”
Winry slapped his thigh lightly this time. “You are my worst patient ever.”
“I’m your best patient ever. I keep you in practice.”
“Yes, but you no longer pay me.”
Ed hitched himself up, stroking her shoulder. “Oh, I can pay you,” he said in a bedroom voice he was still trying to master.
She snorted. “I’ll get a sitter and we’ll try out that book Al brought from Xing.” Winry glanced at his automail. “After you recover from this. Try not to break it in less than a month.”
“No promises especially since I think I’m going to like my new repayment plan.” Ed’s grin could have lit up the sky.
Title Not According to Plan
Author-
cornerofmadnessFandom Fullmetal Alchemist
Disclaimer Arakawa owns all
Rating PG-13 (in spite of it being mid-coitus)
Characters/Pairing Ed/Winry
Timeline/Spoilers Post 108 but no spoilers
Word Count 201
Warning silliness (sorry Ed)
Summary Sometimes advanced sexual positions aren’t as easy as they look.
Author’s Note This goes with Repayment Plan. Written for
fanfic_bakeoff’s ouch challenge. Also I have a vague idea I wrote something like this once for Roy and Riza…XXX
“Ouch, ouch, wait, Winry.” Ed’s face screwed up in way that definitely did not suggest erotic joy.
“I told you this one might not be our best idea ever.” Winry struggled against her lover. “It was your idea.”
“It’s the position we pulled out of the hat,” he protested, his muscles screaming.
“Which was your idea.” She squirmed some more, not quite able to untangle herself from him.
“I got the idea from Mustang. He said it was spontaneous and fun. Never listen to him. When am I going to learn?” Ed groaned. “Trouble every time.”
“So long as that leg isn't broken. I just put it back on you.”
“It doesn’t count if you broke it.” Ed was sure his entire body was in a spasm. “Al said this book was fun, not a trip to the hospital.”
Winry started giggling, her body jiggling against his. That was no help whatsoever.
“Never breathe a word of this to anyone, Winry!”
“Who would I tell?” she gasped between giggles.
Ed has a whole host of names in mind, Al, Pinako, Mustang, Ling, Garfiel, Paninya, all ready and willing to torment him. Paying for his automail wasn’t supposed to go like this.
Title- What Are Brothers For?
Author-
cornerofmadnessFandom Fullmetal Alchemist
Disclaimer Arakawa owns all
Rating PG-13
Characters/Pairing Al, Ed
Timeline/Spoilers post 108, spoilers for Ed’s family life
Word Count 299
Warning brothers being brothers
Summary Al can’t help but be amused by his brother’s misfortune
Author’s Note because in my experience this is what brothers do. This follows Repayment Plan and Not According to Plan
XXX
Al stretched until his shoulders popped. He had come back early to his brother’s house, his nephew in tow. He had put Zach in his play pen and went to make coffee, seeing neither Ed nor Winry were downstairs yet. Well, this was when they wanted him to come over. Al hoped they remembered that. He had amassed a nice little sexual portfolio and didn’t want to add accidental voyeurism of his brother and his wife to the list.
The coffee was nearly finished cooking on the stove when his brother appeared. Ed’s hair looked like elves had visited it in the night and the bags under his eyes were big enough for a month’s vacation.
“Ed, what happened?”
“What are you doing here?”
“I had your son, remember?”
“Oh, right.” Ed shuffled in the direction of the coffee. “Winry got called out to an accident at four this morning.”
“Aw. Ed, what happened to you?”
“Nothing.”
“Yes, because you always crab-walk like that. You hurt yourself.” Al’s eyes widened. A laugh knocked on the teeth that clamped to contain it. “What the hell position did you try?”
“Shut up. I’m fine.”
“Like hell.”
“You and your damn book.” Ed snatched the coffee up. “I could be maimed for life.”
“Ed, you have to work up to some of those positions.” The chuckles started escaping. Al couldn’t help it.
Ed glared. “How do you know? Never mind, don’t tell me. Don’t you dare mention this to anyone?”
Ed’s desperate note made Al almost feel bad for him. “Maybe I should star positions that are safe for beginners.”
“Maybe you should go to hell.”
Al put his hands up. “Try to do a guy a favor.”
Al was pretty sure his brother growled at him. Oh, this might be fun.
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