Shower

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Winry bit her lower lip, a mix of surprise and embarrassment washing over her. She knew he wasn't the type to back down from a challenge. It was part of his charm, the way he never shied away from anything. It was a trait she admired, and at times, found infuriatingly attractive.

Her mind flashed back to their earlier interactions. Their banter, their laughter, the unexpected contact, all leading up to this point. The memory brought a fresh wave of blush to her cheeks. She could still feel the heat from his touch, the electric jolt that sent her heart racing.

Orion, seeing her flustered state, let out a soft chuckle. He pressed his lips to her neck, whispering, "You're beautiful when you blush."

His words left her breathless. She could hear the sincerity in his voice, feel the intensity of his gaze. It was overwhelming, the rush of emotions flooding her system. Yet, she couldn't help but feel a wave of happiness wash over her.

Orion's words echoed in her mind. They were a reminder of how much she meant to him. The words were not spoken out of lust, but out of deep affection. It was a declaration of his love for her.

Overwhelmed by his words, Winry took a moment to compose herself. She needed to regain control, to match his confidence with her own. But it wasn't easy. Every glance, every touch, every word from Orion was a challenge she found hard to resist.

She turned around in his arms, her gaze meeting his. His eyes were sparkling with anticipation, the smirk still playing on his lips. He was enjoying this, the playful banter, the shared laughter, the heated exchange.

In response to his playful challenge, Winry mustered up all her courage and looked him straight in the eyes. She was not going to back down. After all, they were equals. They were partners in crime, sharing a bond that went beyond the ordinary.

"Alright, Orion," Winry said, her voice steady. "Let's save some water."

A laugh erupted from Orion, his eyes crinkling with delight. He looked at her, admiration reflecting in his gaze. He gave her a nod of approval before leaning down to capture her lips in a passionate kiss. It was a promise, a seal of their love, a declaration of their shared life.

Taking his hand, Winry led him into the house, their footfalls echoing off the wooden floorboards. A sudden rush of cool air greeted them as they stepped inside, the contrast against the outside heat a welcome respite.

Orion guided Winry to the bathroom, his fingertips trailing lightly across her lower back. The room was bright and airy, an old claw-foot tub occupying the majority of the space. He helped her settle on the cupboard at the side before he began to undress.

Orion moved without hesitation, shedding his clothes with confidence. He held Winry's gaze as he did so, his challenging smirk never wavering. The intimate moment didn't seem to faze him, his philosophy of doubling back shining through.

Winry tried to match his composure, but she couldn't help but feel her cheeks heat up under his intense gaze. She took a deep breath, mustering up her courage. She was not going to back down, not when Orion's challenging gaze was urging her forward. So, she began to undress, shedding her own clothes with newfound determination.

The silence in the room was palpable, broken only by the occasional soft rustle of clothing and the muted sounds of their breaths. Orion watched as she hesitated for a moment before slipping the coveralls from her shoulders. Despite her initial embarrassment, she held his gaze, her defiance shining through.

"Orion..." she murmured, her voice barely a whisper. But she didn't need to say more. He understood. He reached out, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face. His touch was gentle, a stark contrast to his typically bold demeanor.

"I'm right here, Winry," he reassured her, his voice filled with sincerity. She looked at him, her blue eyes meeting his. His unwavering gaze held nothing but respect and admiration, setting her racing heart at ease.

Even in the midst of their intimacy, Orion found himself marveling at Winry. The way she held herself, the strength in her eyes, her determination...it was breathtaking. He found himself muttering under his breath, a soft "you're incredible" that he hoped she didn't hear. But she did, and her answering blush told him she appreciated his words.

"I can't believe we're doing this," Winry mumbled, her gaze lowering to the tiled floor. Her face was a deep shade of red now, her embarrassment obvious. But there was a certain determination in her voice, a quiet resolve that made Orion's heart flutter.

He watched as she undressed completely, her movements slow and deliberate. She looked breathtakingly beautiful.

Taking her hand, they stepped into the shower together, the cool ceramic tiles under their feet contrasting with the warm summer air still lingering on their skin. The showerhead hung above them, the knobs waiting to be turned.

Orion gave her a reassuring glance, a soft smile playing on his lips. He reached out, his fingers brushing against hers as he turned on the water. Winry held her breath, anticipation coursing through her veins as the water began to cascade down from the showerhead.

The initial shock of the cold water hitting their bodies caused them to shiver, but Orion quickly adjusted the temperature. A burst of warm water replaced the cold, causing a sigh of relief to escape Winry's lips. Orion chuckled at her reaction, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Feeling better?" he asked, his voice just above a whisper. His gaze was soft, a mixture of concern and affection that caused Winry's heart to flutter. She nodded, unable to find her voice, her mind reeling from their shared intimacy.

The rhythm of the falling water was the only sound in the room. The air was filled with the fresh scent of soap and the faint smell of their previous labor in the garage. It was a unique combination that made Winry smile.

"Turn around, Winry," Orion said gently. His request was simple, yet it held a weight of intimacy that left her feeling both shy and exhilarated. She complied, feeling his hands gently guide her.

His fingers moved with expert ease, massaging the shampoo into her scalp. It was a simple gesture, yet it was intimate, filled with a level of care that left her feeling cherished. Her eyes fluttered shut as she surrendered herself to the feeling, a soft sigh escaping her lips.

Orion was doing this for her. The thought alone was enough to cause a blush to creep onto her cheeks. She couldn't help but feel a wave of gratitude for him, for his patience, for his gentle touch. She felt cherished, loved. It was a feeling she'd always longed for, and now she had it.

Orion's hands moved lower, gently washing away the grime and sweat from her body. Winry shivered under his touch, her body reacting to his gentle caresses. His actions were intimate, yes, but they were also careful, respectful. He was mindful of her comfort, ensuring she felt safe and loved.

She turned to face him, her blue eyes meeting his green. She saw a spark of desire in his gaze, but it was balanced by a deep respect and love. His hands moved to wash her face, his fingers gentle against her skin.

"You're surprisingly good at it," Winry softly said, breaking the comforting silence that had enveloped them.

Orion chuckled, his fingers continuing to massage her scalp. "I used to do it for Aurora and Luna all the time."

Winry smiled at the confession, the image of a younger Orion caring for his younger sisters warming her heart. The thought of his big, strong hands gently washing their hair, treating them with such tenderness... it was so fatherly. It made her see him in a different light, in a way she hadn't considered before. It was endearing.

"Your turn," she declared, her voice slightly shaky from the unexpected emotional rush.

Orion paused, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. His confident demeanor seemed to waver for a brief moment before he regained his composure. He gave her a nod, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

"Alright, boss," he murmured, turning to let her take control.

Winry moved cautiously, her hands trembling slightly as she took the bottle of shampoo from his hand. She poured a generous amount into her palm, the smell of the soap filling the room. As she moved her hands to his hair, she could feel her heartbeat quicken.

"Relax, Winry," Orion murmured, his voice calm and soothing. It was easier said than done, but she tried to take his advice to heart. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart.

As her fingers began to massage his scalp, she could feel him relax under her touch. His eyes were closed, his expression one of pure contentment. It was an intimate sight, one that made her heart pound in her chest. She was doing this for him, and he was enjoying it.

A soft sigh escaped from his lips, causing a blush to creep onto her cheeks. Winry had never thought she'd be this close to Orion, let alone washing his hair in a shared shower. It was surreal, yet somehow, it felt right.

"You're doing great, Winry," Orion murmured, his voice breaking the silence. His reassurance was comforting, easing her initial anxiety. It made her smile, a sense of accomplishment washing over her.

"I'm glad you're enjoying it," she mumbled, her fingers continuing their gentle ministrations. The situation was undeniably intimate, but the affection in his voice, the warmth of his words, made her feel at ease.

Her thoughts wandered to his sisters, Aurora and Luna. She could imagine the giggles and laughter that must have filled the bathroom as Orion washed their hair. She wondered if they knew how lucky they were to have a brother like Orion. But she knew the answer to that. They were lovers now, they understood the depth of their bond with him.

As she finished washing his hair, Winry felt a sense of satisfaction. Orion looked content, his eyes still closed, his body relaxed. She felt a surge of affection for him, the intimacy of the moment amplifying her feelings.

"Let's rinse off," Orion suggested, his voice barely above a whisper. Winry nodded, letting the warm water wash away the soap from their bodies. She watched as the water trickled down his muscular frame, each droplet reflecting the soft light in the room. She was entranced, her eyes lingering longer than they should.

"Like what you see?" Orion teased, breaking her reverie. His smirk was playful, a familiar sight that made her heart flutter. But this time, the intimate setting added a layer of intensity to his words. It left her flustered, her cheeks heating up.

"I...um..." she stammered, her mind searching for a suitable response. But nothing came to mind. She was too overwhelmed, too enamored by the sight in front of her.

"You're adorable when you blush," Orion murmured, his voice low and enticing. His words sent a jolt through her system, her heart pounding in her chest. He was teasing her, she knew that. But his words were having a much more profound effect on her than he could imagine.

"You are gonna become a great mother one day," Orion muttered, his words barely audible over the sound of the cascading water. He was speaking to the space between them, his gaze focused on the water swirling around their feet. But Winry heard it, and his words hit her with the force of a freight train.

A profound sensation bubbled up from her stomach, making her breath hitch in her throat. Her womanly hormones, her love for Orion, her dreams and hopes, her arousal... everything peaked at once, hitting her in a massive wave that left her reeling.

Those words... they meant so much coming from him. The man she loved. The man who washed her hair, who looked at her as if she was the most precious thing in his life. It was an acknowledgement of her potential, her future with him, a life she'd only dreamed of.

His eyes met hers, their depths shining with affection and something more... something deeper. She could see his emotions mirrored in his gaze, his own hopes and dreams, the raw vulnerability of the moment. It was intoxicating, the intensity of his gaze leaving her breathless.

"I... Orion, I..." she stammered, struggling to find her voice. His eyes never left hers, their connection seemingly unbreakable. Her words were stuck in her throat, her heart pounding against her ribcage.

Deciding action would speak louder than words, she launched herself towards Orion, her fingers knotting in his wet hair as she pulled him into a seething kiss. His eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't hesitate to respond, his strong arms wrapping around her and pulling her closer.

Her heart pounded against her chest as the taste of him invaded her senses. It was intoxicating, her mind whirling with the sensations of him. His lips were soft, yet commanding, their rhythm matching hers perfectly.

Orion was a force of nature, a torrent of raw emotion and powerful masculinity. Yet, in this moment, as he surrendered to her, he was also vulnerable, open in a way she'd never seen before. His touch was electrifying, his hands roaming across her back, his touch as gentle as a feather.

"You're incredible, Winry," Orion mumbled into her mouth, his voice shaky. His hands trailed down her body, tracing the curve of her waist, sending shivers down her spine.

"Orion..." she whimpered, her voice barely a whisper. She felt breathless, her mind clouded with the intensity of the moment. The sensation of his lips against hers, the warmth of his body against hers, it was all overwhelming. His confession, his touch, it all filled her with a sense of security she'd never known before.

His hands traveled lower, skimming over her thighs. Orion's hands ventured further, sending pulses of electricity up her spine. Her breath hitched in her throat as his fingers ghosted over the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. The sparks his touch ignited sent shivers down her spine, leaving her panting against his mouth.

His fingers traced the curve of her hip, lingering on the dip of her waist before slowly making their way up her side. The smooth movement of his hand on her damp skin left a trail of goosebumps in its wake, making her whimper in anticipation.

Winry's heart pounded in her chest. The feeling of his body against hers, the way his touch made her skin tingle, it was overwhelming. His strong hands held her in place, making her feel both secure and desired.

"I...I want you, Orion," she finally managed to breathe out, her voice barely a whisper against his lips.

His eyes flashed with a mixture of surprise and pleasure at her confession, his smirk widening as he gave a low, husky chuckle. "I'm glad to hear that, Winry."

His tone was playful, but the intensity in his gaze made her pulse quicken. He was teasing her, pushing her boundaries, testing her patience. But she knew it was all part of his charm, his unique way of showing affection. And it was working. She was falling for him, hard and fast, and there was no denying it.

His lips found hers once again, the taste of him making her dizzy with desire. His hands were back on her waist, his touch gentle yet demanding, stoking the fire that was slowly building within her.

"Orion..." she mumbled, her voice muffled by his lips. The thought of him taking control, of him guiding her through this new experience, it was both terrifying and exciting. But the reassurance in his eyes, the trust he was putting in her, it made her feel brave.

"Yes, Winry?" he murmured against her lips, his voice sending shivers down her spine. She could see the amusement in his eyes, the hint of pride in his gaze. He was pushing her to her limits, testing her resolve. And she loved it.

"I...I need you," she finally managed to confess, her voice shaky but resolute. His smirk widened at her confession, his hands pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss. It was all the confirmation she needed.

His mouth moved from hers, trailing soft kisses down her jaw, her neck, eliciting soft gasps and moans from her. His lips were soft and warm, his touch electrifying, causing her heart to pound in her chest. His hands roamed her body, his touch gentle and exploratory, as if he was savoring every moment, every reaction she gave him.

He cupped her face, looking into her eyes with a mixture of affection and intensity. "You're beautiful, Winry," he murmured, his words melting her heart. His hands traveled lower, tracing the curve of her neck, making her shiver. His hands moved to her chest, his fingers lightly brushing against her, sending shocks of pleasure through her body.

Winry moaned, her fingers digging into his shoulders. Orion was being gentle, almost reverent, but his touch was setting her on fire. She felt vulnerable, open to him in a way she had never been with anyone else. But she trusted him, trusted him with her body, her heart, her soul.

His kisses trailed lower, down her chest, causing her to gasp. She could feel his smirk against her skin, the knowledge of his effect on her obviously pleasing him. But she didn't mind, not when he was looking at her like she was the most precious thing in the world.

Orion's hands moved lower, his touch leaving a trail of goosebumps on her skin. She gasped, arching into his touch, her fingers knotted in his hair. He was taking his time, exploring her body with a mix of curiosity and reverence.

He moved lower, his lips leaving a trail of heat down her body. His touch was feather-light, yet each stroke of his fingers sent waves of pleasure coursing through her. The anticipation, the building tension, was driving her mad. But she knew that with Orion, the wait would be worth it.

Her mind was whirling with thoughts of him, of how his touch made her feel, of how much she wanted him. She was about to experience something new, something beautiful with him, and she couldn't wait.

"Orion, please," she whimpered, her voice shaky. He met her eyes, his gaze filled with raw desire and affection. She was ready. She wanted him, needed him. And he was there, ready to take her on this journey, to show her the depths of pleasure.

With one last look into her eyes, Orion nodded, muttering a soft "Okay," before leaning down to capture her lips once more.

The warmth of his body against hers, the feel of his lips on her skin, the intensity of his gaze, it was all too much. Her mind was filled with him, with the feel of his body against hers, the sensation of his touch. It was intoxicating, overwhelming.

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