Ficlet- Parking
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cornerofmadnessParking
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cornerofmadness
Disclaimer – so not mine, all rights belong to Arakawa
Rating – NC-17
Pairing – Ed/Winry, Roy/Riza
Timeline/Spoilers – post series, no spoilers
Summary – whose car is this anyway?
Warning - sex, Ed's potty mouth
Author’s note – written forlittlechemist01 who wanted a little pervy sex with the uh ending that I wrote into this. Thanks to evil_little_dog for the beta.
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Winry’s mouth lifted off of Ed’s momentarily, her body shifting over his trying to find room to stretch in the backseat. “When did you get a car?”
“State alchemist,” he said, his living fingers playing with her warm, full breasts; her top now lost somewhere on the floor boards. “Hero of the rebellion. I have my ways.”
“Can’t believe they let you drive.” She giggled as his metal hand smoothed up over her thigh, bunching her skirt around her waist.
“Is that really the important thing here?” Edward lipped a nipple, sucking gently, his hips moving of their own volition. His erection strained against his zipper.
Winry’s strong hands moved between them, yanking the zipper down. She freed him with what was becoming practiced speed. Ever since the fighting was over – well, mostly – they had found a new level of their relationship. A level Edward loved, even more so taking into account how aggressive Winry could be. She was going to wear him down to a nub.
Her nimble fingers dug into his front pocket where he had hidden the condom, knowing it was necessary. He had even forgone the tins and went with the more expensive ones in their individual wax paper packets – so Havoc and Breda bragging actually was helpful for once. Winry fumbled it free and he helped her tug it down his twitching cock. That was the most difficult part of all of this, not to accidentally go off while trying to pull on the prophylactic. Maybe they waited a little too long for that every time.
Winry hadn’t worn any panties under her slightly longer than usual skirt. Ed loved the daring of it. Winry squirmed against him, fighting into a good position in the cramped back seat. A little moan escaped her swollen lips as he sank into her.
* * *
Roy maneuvered Riza back toward his car. She stopped him, breaking the kiss as she pushed him away. “We still have to be careful, Roy.”
“It’s very late. And no one is going to see us here,” he argued, undoing the buttons to her shirt. Riza gave in without much of a fight, her athletic body moving against him in ways that improved on perfection. Her blouse slipped down off her shoulders a bit as Roy pressed her against the driver’s side door to his car, his hand fumbling for the back door handle.
Roy swung the door open and two voices shrilled. Tugging Riza to him, shielding her lacy bra from view, Roy stared into the backseat of his car where two teenagers nearly maimed each other trying to pretend they weren’t doing what they were doing. “What the hell are you doing in my car?”
“Your car? Edward!” The sound of her fist hitting flesh echoed in the car.
“Go the hell away, you fucking idiot!” Ed snarled. “We’re busy.”
Roy slammed the door shut, looking at Riza who busy buttoning her shirt back up. He leaned on the car, eying her hungrily. “So? Hotel?”
She leveled a glare at him. “You alchemists even think alike.” Riza stalked away from the car then glanced over her shoulder. “A very nice hotel.”
Author –
cornerofmadnessDisclaimer – so not mine, all rights belong to Arakawa
Rating – NC-17
Pairing – Ed/Winry, Roy/Riza
Timeline/Spoilers – post series, no spoilers
Summary – whose car is this anyway?
Warning - sex, Ed's potty mouth
Author’s note – written for
littlechemist01 who wanted a little pervy sex with the uh ending that I wrote into this. Thanks to evil_little_dog for the beta.***
Winry’s mouth lifted off of Ed’s momentarily, her body shifting over his trying to find room to stretch in the backseat. “When did you get a car?”
“State alchemist,” he said, his living fingers playing with her warm, full breasts; her top now lost somewhere on the floor boards. “Hero of the rebellion. I have my ways.”
“Can’t believe they let you drive.” She giggled as his metal hand smoothed up over her thigh, bunching her skirt around her waist.
“Is that really the important thing here?” Edward lipped a nipple, sucking gently, his hips moving of their own volition. His erection strained against his zipper.
Winry’s strong hands moved between them, yanking the zipper down. She freed him with what was becoming practiced speed. Ever since the fighting was over – well, mostly – they had found a new level of their relationship. A level Edward loved, even more so taking into account how aggressive Winry could be. She was going to wear him down to a nub.
Her nimble fingers dug into his front pocket where he had hidden the condom, knowing it was necessary. He had even forgone the tins and went with the more expensive ones in their individual wax paper packets – so Havoc and Breda bragging actually was helpful for once. Winry fumbled it free and he helped her tug it down his twitching cock. That was the most difficult part of all of this, not to accidentally go off while trying to pull on the prophylactic. Maybe they waited a little too long for that every time.
Winry hadn’t worn any panties under her slightly longer than usual skirt. Ed loved the daring of it. Winry squirmed against him, fighting into a good position in the cramped back seat. A little moan escaped her swollen lips as he sank into her.
* * *
Roy maneuvered Riza back toward his car. She stopped him, breaking the kiss as she pushed him away. “We still have to be careful, Roy.”
“It’s very late. And no one is going to see us here,” he argued, undoing the buttons to her shirt. Riza gave in without much of a fight, her athletic body moving against him in ways that improved on perfection. Her blouse slipped down off her shoulders a bit as Roy pressed her against the driver’s side door to his car, his hand fumbling for the back door handle.
Roy swung the door open and two voices shrilled. Tugging Riza to him, shielding her lacy bra from view, Roy stared into the backseat of his car where two teenagers nearly maimed each other trying to pretend they weren’t doing what they were doing. “What the hell are you doing in my car?”
“Your car? Edward!” The sound of her fist hitting flesh echoed in the car.
“Go the hell away, you fucking idiot!” Ed snarled. “We’re busy.”
Roy slammed the door shut, looking at Riza who busy buttoning her shirt back up. He leaned on the car, eying her hungrily. “So? Hotel?”
She leveled a glare at him. “You alchemists even think alike.” Riza stalked away from the car then glanced over her shoulder. “A very nice hotel.”
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