18 Winry(Fullmetal Alchemist)

Tugged forward out of his reverie, Ed blinked. Winry was running maintenance on his automail arm. He couldn't stop staring at Winry. Imaginings of what it'd be like to wake up next to her lingered at the back of his mind. He always felt whole when they were together, missing limbs and all.

"It's not that bad this time," Winry said, "It looks like you've even oiled it up a bit."

Ed shrugged with his other shoulder, "It's not like it's hard to do."

"I'm pretty sure that's what I told you the first twenty times."

"It wasn't twenty times."

"Sure felt like it."

Ed rubbed at his nose and sniffed, "Yeah, well, I guess even I can learn."

Winry smiled and to Ed, the room had warmed. The smile lit his dark world. One of the few things he had to look forward to. And-and he was staring now, wasn't he.

"What?" Winry asked. "Is there something on my face?"

"Yeah," Ed said. He brushed a strand of blond hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear. "There you go."

She smiled again, "Um. Thanks."

Clearing her throat, she went back to work, tightening screws and replacing wires. When she finished, Ed tested his hand. Clenching. Wiggling the fingers. Rotating the wrist and shoulder. Perfect.

Winry stood and crossed her arms. "Now then, we need to talk about payment."

Ed froze. Payment? "It's always been free, so I thought- I mean, it was your idea to do maintenance after all. I don't have much on me-"

Her soft index finger pressed against his lips and he stopped talking. Winry bent forward, her face inches from Ed's and she smirked. After she stood back up, she started working the buttons of her slacks.

"Winry, what're you doing?"

"Can't get my payment with these on," she said.

Ed's brows furrowed, "You want to switch pants or something? Mine won't fit you all that well."

Winry paused and stared at him, then dropped her pants. A simple pair of white panties were the only thing left between privacy and dreamland. Ed swallowed and his heart sped up. He turned his gaze away.

"Some jobs can't be done without the right tools, Ed," Winry said, "And in this case, you've got all the tools I need."

Ed's cheeks were hot, "W-what tools do you mean?"

"Your mouth," Winry said, sliding her hand behind his head and pulling him to her, "And if that goes well your rod."

"M-my-my-my mouth?" Ed said. Now on his knees, he glanced up at Winry.

"Yup," Winry said, smiling, "So pay up."

Winry slid her panties down to mid-thigh and let go. They fell the rest of the way. She stepped forward. She had some bush but kept it neat and trimmed. Her musky scent filled his nostrils and his mouth watered. He licked his lips.

"You're licking the wrong thing, Ed," Winry said. Her tone was soothing. Her hand pulled his face into her womanhood with a gentle touch.

Venturing a tongue out, it made contact with her lower lips and ran up for the briefest of moments. A taste. This was all so new. Like being given hundreds of gifts and not knowing which to open first. It was overwhelming.

"Relax," Winry said, "Just lick."

Ed nodded, more to himself than to Winry. He dragged a wide tongue from the bottom of her honeypot to the top. He repeated the motion and the smooth skin of her pussy moistened with his spit and something else. A different taste. Not unpleasant. He wanted more.

Putting more pressure in his technique, Ed's tongue pushed past her lips and further in. The taste was more intense. He continued with his wide tongue approach and she shook against his lips. Her response seemed to intensify whenever he reached the top of her slit. Right. The clit.

He thought about how he'd transition to her clit. About how many more strokes of his tongue he'd use before attacking it. Before driving her wild. Before pleasing her. Her hands clutched his skull and held firm.

"Suck my clit," she said.

A second passed before the command registered. Ed shifted up to her clit and encircled it with his lips. Forming the letter O with his mouth, he sucked and swallowed. Her clit slid between his lips, vacuumed further into his mouth. He swallowed and sucked hard again, maintaining the pressure on her clit. Her hips quaked against his face.

"That's it. Right there!"

He started moving his head back and forth, sucking in every time he moved forward and tugging her clit with him using his lips. She whimpered. She hadn't gotten there yet. Not yet. He'd have to go harder. Putting his jaw into it, Ed sucked harder and started to flick her trapped clit with his tongue. Battering it about like a cat with a mouse.

Her thighs tensed and squeezed his head. Her hands pressed his head hard into her pussy. Then, her whimper changed to restrained scream. He had seen her when she made a similar sound before. She always clenched her teeth to muffle the sound. It was cute.

Eventually, she released his head. His tongue ached with exhausted, but he grinned, his chin glistening with her juices. There was something to be said about bringing a woman to climax only using one's mouth. It was freaking awesome.

"So uh, are you still in need of my other tool?" Ed asked. The throbbing in his pants was in desperate hope for one particular answer.

Winry shuffled to a nearby bed and climbed on. Her ass pointed at him. She didn't say anything, she just spread her legs and then spread her pussy. Her inner thighs were coated with her juices like Ed's mouth. Arching her back, she raised her ass.

"Taking that as a yes," Ed said, hurrying out of his pants to take his place behind her.

When he arrived, he slid the tip of his hardened cock along her pussy. He stopped, prodded forward and didn't find the entrance. He tried again, this time a little lower. Missed again. Winry reached back and grabbed his dick, wiggled it into place and pressed back against him. All at once, every point of his cock shot pleasure through him. Ed had to grasp onto Winry's hips to calm himself, holding still against her.

"It's okay, Ed," Winry said, "Take your time. I want you to enjoy it."

Ed exhaled a shaking breath through pursed lips, "Thank you."

Holding himself inside her for a while longer, he finally pulled back, stopping at the tip before sliding back in. New sensations introduced themselves. The tightening and clenching of Winry's pussy, the warmth, the wetness, her soft ass pressed against his hips, all coalesced to form a new brand of heaven he'd remember forever. Determination set in. He was Winry's tool after all. If he was going to be a tool, he was going to be a power tool.

Driving his hips home, Winry tensed but moaned. A good sign. Ed shifted his knees, providing proper leverage and pistoned into her. Short, strong bursts bucking against her. Grinding against her. With every movement, she moaned and he grunted and growled as he breathed. Logic and analysis gave way to primal pleasure.

An almost numb tingle started to blossom from his dick and his muscles were going rigid. Each thrust became a movement of the entire body. He hoped it'd keep going forever, but the encroaching climax had other plans. Edward pulled out in time to watch his cock pulsate, shooting streams of semen into the air and onto Winry's back and hair. Ed grunted as each pulse shocked his system and flashes of bliss blinked within him.

When it stopped, Ed landed beside Winry on the bed and stared at her. Her breathes were heavy and her eyes were half-lidded. When she looked at him, she crawled over on top of him and kissed him on the lips, before embracing him. He returned the embrace and they just held each other. They stayed that way all through the night. Ed didn't want to sleep. He didn't want this moment to end. He didn't want to let go. And so, he stayed up throughout the night and held his love.

(This much chapters for now, after I'm done playing F/go and genshin, i will post more chapters(probably))