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Title: For you, my lust

Theme: 28, 'for his blonde-haired blue-eyed girl'
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters/Pairing: sin!Ed/sin!Winry
Rating: PG+

Notes: I'm not entirely happy with this. But I'm working to a deadline so this'll have to do.
I may even do a continuation...


It is for you that I do everything. You are the reason why I am here, why I will always be close to you. It is the attention you give me, the thrill and ecstasy we share together, that is why I am here by your side.

It is you who I will love, forever and ever. You are my reason for being and why I have done what I have done. I love you, and love is what holds us together and shall do so until the end of time, because I will want you by my side eternally.



These greedy, wanting words were whispered quietly, almost thought, their meaning falling on deaf ears. He disregarded her words, simply repeating his again and again, whispering them gently down her body; from ear to belly and then back, his words endlessly repeated into her half turned ear.
She giggled at the sight of his dedication, curling fingers through his long hair and tugging him closer, bringing their lips together to crash and meet. Salty and bitter, almost dry, their kiss cycled through; rushed and heated, it's aim to claim entirely and then slow and languid, purposefully claiming the entirety.

Words were never spoken during that kiss, instead a single name was sighed long and low into sweat scented skin.

"Edward..."
The name was drawn out and sighed in pleasure as kisses were plastered on top and around her head. It was uttered though and those lips were lifted away, golden eyes staring into hers as a replacement, the irises shining as only metal would allow, a seducing smile touching those lips instead of her flesh.
Those lips soon touched something else that was hers, muttering it before returning to adoring her skin everywhere it could find it.

"Winry."
Her flesh was being eaten, her purple eyes fluttering blue in her pleasure as the two tumbled together, gold upon black mixing together.

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