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Evenings in Resembool were always best shared with someone. It was something May Chang had come to enjoy whenever she and Alphonse came to her boyfriend’s hometown, be it with him, his brother Edward and sister-in-law Winry. Even his nephew and niece were quite good company. She may have lived most of her life in Xing’s glorious palaces and the residences of her clan, yet somehow this simple town in Amestris, surrounded by fields and grasslands, was more at home and welcoming than her land of birth beyond the ruins of Xerxes.
It could be even better enjoyed with a nice glass of wine and conversation, inebriation and calm leading in interesting directions no matter what the subject could or would be.
“A fine vintage,” May conceded to her companion for the evening, sifting the liquid in its glass and agreeing to its smell and taste. “Enjoyed all the more with company.”
Winry Elric grinned as she sipped on her glass. “Ed got it from the west last time he was out that way,” she replied, chuckling for a moment. “He thought it would make a lovely present for our anniversary last month.”
May’s eyebrow quirked inquisitively. “So why isn’t he here enjoying it with you instead of me?” the Xingese princess asked.
Winry grinned. “Because we never got around it,” she answered. “We got busy doing other things that night instead.”
Dark eyes looking down to the other’s bare stomach under her tank top. “Is Al to expect another nephew or niece in the coming months?” she asked, sipping the wine with interest.
“No,” Winry chuckled. “That was not what we did that night,” she replied with a wink.
May’s eyes widened in surprise then dropped to a mischievous look. “Oh, do tell.”
The blonde automail mechanic and mother of two could only smile wider. “Well…”
*
“And where pray tell did you find this, Ed?” Winry asked, blue eyes looking to the items on the bed. “I thought you were studying just alchemic formulas.”
Her husband grinned as he undid his ponytail to let his hair fall loose, white shirt loose to show his scarred muscles beneath and pants loose without their belt. “I may or may not have stumbled upon a store that sells a few items,” he replied, undoing his pants’ zipper and drawing them down though kept them on. “And I thought that they looked interesting enough to dry.”
Winry’s hand gripped one of the items and brought them up, straps and all. “I know you like to experiment, Ed,” she noted, using her free hand to twist on the top. “But I never pegged you for willing to do…” she trailed off and gazed at the taller blond. “…this.”
“What?” Ed asked. “Get fucked by my own wife while I get off on my arse been spread by a dildo?” he grinned. “Winry, I’m comfortable enough with my sexuality to trust my own wife, the woman I pledged the rest of my life to and knows every bit of my body…” he stepped forward, hands raised to touch her arms. “…to let her do a lot to me.”
Gold eyes met blue, and then both looked at the toy in her hands. Winry’s lips that originally curled neutral then switched to a small grin. “If you’re sure, Ed,” she replied.
“I’m sure, Winry,” he said, his lips parting to a smile filled with teeth. He then gripped part of the toy in her hands. “Need some help putting it on?” he asked.
“Please.”
Moments later, Winry stood naked in their bedroom, save the strap on that covered her privates and the enlarged dildo stunted out forward. Ed himself was on the edge of the bed, pants and underwear gone though his shirt remained, both flesh hands pulling his cheeks apart to reveal his twitching hole.
“Any prep?” she asked her husband.
Ed looked back at her and grinned. “I’ve lubed you up enough so that if you go slow,” he paused for a moment. “My hole should be fine once you’re in. Next time we’ll do it, I’ll prepare in advance.”
Winry’s cheeks went red. This may not end up being just a one-time thing after all.
Stepping behind her husband, eager as he was, Winry placed the length against the hole and slowly pushed in. Ed breathed in for a moment then let loose, nodding his head to continue as she pushed deeper. With patience and careful duration, she soon bottomed out inside him, the tip grazing his prostate and leading to a curl of joy. Ed’s cock hung hard and heavy beneath him, its colour a dark red and tip pulsing. The feeling passing through his body made the alchemist-turned-scholar wonder if this feeling was what Winry felt each time they previously had sex and he fucked her.
“Move, Winry,” he spoke softly. “Move.”
And so she did. Slowly at first, then increasing speed as the exhilaration passed through both of them and the atmosphere thick with love and lust. For the automail mechanic, the experiment was clearly a success on her part and soon the bit of the toy that was inside her brushed just as heavily against her folds she was close to completion. Ed’s own right hand, equally as sweaty and heated as the rest of him that it soaked his white shirt almost transparent, met his leaking cock as each push on his prostate brought him close.
“I’m –” Ed started.
“M-me too,” Winry cried out. “T-together?”
“Y-yes, y-yes, y-YES!”
She came, the leaking from her vagina and out from the sides of her toy down her legs, even as she fell against her husband’s back. Ed himself spilled his cum all over the bed as he howled his release, the pulsing and tightening around the toy even as he fell to his chest on the blankets with his wife slumped behind them.
They laid there for a while, ignoring the mess and their position, breath returning as they came down from the high. With some strength, Winry managed to lift herself enough to pull the strap-on out of Ed’s red-rimmed hole and full to his side. Her husband did likewise and chuckled as he took in the sight of his wife with the toy.
“Well?” he asked her.
Winry chuckled. “A success,” she answered warmly. “Again?”
Ed grinned. “Again.”
*
May’s cheeks went red as she howled in laughter.
Winry simply sipped her glass.
“I had no idea the Great Fullmetal Alchemist Edward Elric was into that sort of thing,” the Xingese woman said finally, holding to take a drink. “He didn’t seem the type.”
“Ed is a lot of things, yet curiosity has always gotten the better of him,” Winry said. “And I’m willing to admit mine as well,” she then leaned forward. “And being who we are, we’re all entitled to do a little bit of experimenting.”
“Guess Ed and Al aren’t that different, after all,” May said aloud, cheeks almost glowing.
“Oh,” the Amestrian woman said, eyes twinkling. “What has Al done that leaves you feeling the same way.”
The other woman leaned forward, dark eyes gleaming. “Well…”
*
The cool breeze passed through the clan’s beach home where May was seated on the ground, looking out across the sands and oceans as the waves drew in and out. She had come here alone with just Alphonse, leaving Shao May with her clan so she could have time alone with the man she had fallen in love with. A soft patch of footsteps approached and she turned, dark eyes meeting gold in greetings before she noticed his outfit.
Or lack thereof.
Indeed, the muscles he’d grown in the years since getting his body back were strong and mature. His arms and his legs of equal appearance, showing little of his time trapped beyond. And they were all on display, save only his waist covered in his briefs that left little to the imagination.
And the silver ring piercings that dangled from his nipples.
“My, my,” she noted as she stood, allowing her robe to slip enough to show skin of her left shoulder and almost expose her nipple. “Is that why you’ve been very private lately?” she asked, left hand reaching to touch them.
Al shivered for a moment and grinned. “They were rather tender until tonight,” he answered, noting as fingers carefully played with them and touch his somewhat sensitive nipples in the process as she moved from one to the other. “I wanted to keep them as a surprise.”
May smiled. “So, then…” she trailed off as her left hand moved to slip under his briefs and tug the blond man’s cock. “…are they sensitive enough for this?” she asked, as lips moved to pull at the ring.
Al groaned as she rubbed his hardening length, both hands moving to pull them off and allow the breeze to touch them. May’s grin was felt against his chest as she moved to tug the other one with her teeth, her left hand pushing against one of the pillars as she expertly moved her right up and down his length, nails flicking at the slit.
“M-may,” he groaned. “S-so good.”
The Xingese princess smiled and started kissing and licking the pierced nipples, playing her lover well even as his hands moved to slip off her robe and exposed her breasts to the increasing breeze and the crashing waves being only witnesses to this passion.
“S-so good,” Al repeated. “S-so, s-so good.”
May’s mouth left his nipples, but hand continued pumping his now-leaking length, a mischievous grin on her face. “Is this a one-off, Alphonse Elric?” she asked him, indicating the ring piercings. “Or perhaps the start?” eyes turned downwards to his weeping length.
Gold eyes followed and an equal look crossed his face. “I-I,” he paused to moan. “W-wouldn’t b-be o-opposed t-to th-them,” he stammered out, no shame on his face.
A finger flicked the length and took some of the liquid. May used it to wet the length more as she got to her knees, tongue pocking out in anticipation. “Well then,” she grinned, anyone willing to go the efforts of piercing one’s nipples and perhaps even more so,” May paused to lick the tip of the cock in front of him. “Is very worthy of being consort to a princess.”
Al grinned and then moaned again as May took his cock into his mouth, pumping him still with a hand. More moans followed and thoughts disappeared for now as they both enjoyed the charge of love and lust filtering through the air around them. They could wait until later.
Much later.
*
“So,” Winry said after May concluded, pouring another glass. “Did he?”
May smiled. “That would be telling, Winry,” she answered with a wink. “But…” she then leaned forward and dropped her voice as the other joined her conspiratorially. “…he was a little tender down there for a few days and he found it difficult to keep it down as I teased him with myself.”
Blue eyes widened and cheeks reddened as a wave of laughter followed her. The other soon followed in similar brevity. All around them the sight remained, the sun lowering and its colours lightening the valley before them. The two women continued their conversations, even as the wine ran dry and the night grew closer. Not that they minded as they had no responsibilities now or for a while.
After all, Winry and May’s respective others were away in East City visiting “Uncle” Roy and “Aunt” Riza and won’t be back until tomorrow. Perhaps they should grab another bottle of wine and keep going with leaning more about their respective partner’s kinks.
Alchemists have quite the imagination, after all.