(Y/N) and I have been together for exactly two years. Tonight is our anniversary, and we both had planned on what was going to happen.
I'm dressed in a nice outfit. Dress pants and a button-up shirt.
I rub my used-to-be-automail arm and knock on her front door.
"(Nn), honey, I'm here," I call through the door.
Damn it, I should have stopped to get flowers!
Will I be bad tonight?
Will she like it? Oh, shit, I hope she doesn't back out...or I don't chicken out-My thoughts are cut short by the door opening.
She looks as beautiful as ever. Just...in slightly less clothes than I'm used to.
"W-what are you wearing?" I stammer.
"Not much," she answers.
I want to say back, well, yeah, I can see that...
But I don't have time to. (Y/N) pulls me inside her house and shuts the door behind me.
I get a better look at her this way, at least.
I think now I'm beginning to believe that angels really exist.
She wears lacy white lingerie, including thigh high socks and garters.
I feel my face redden.
"You're so red, Edward," she teases.
"Oh, hush." My eyes don't leave her. She's so beautiful.
(Y/N) pushes me to the wall, pressing herself against me. She leans up and our lips collide.
Passion, heat, love, lust. I feel it all...
Including the blood rushing quickly toward my nether regions.
My arms wrap around her waist, and I attempt to pull her closer to me. She jumps up and her legs snake around my waist.
I run my tongue over her bottom lip and grip her ass to keep her from slipping. She quickly parts her lips and I slide my tongue into her wet cavern.
Already, she tastes sweet. She sounds sweet, too. Small noises, moans, sighs, are already leaving her throat. I've learned from other make out sessions, that means I'm doing good.
(Y/N) starts to rock her hips against me, I'll take a guess that she wants me to make some noise too. It did work. I let out a small grunt and pull away from our kiss.
She has such soft skin. I pepper kisses along her neck and down to her chest, rubbing my hands down her abdomen and to her thighs.
From past experience, I know her thighs are sensitive, and lightly trace shapes along the inside of them, closer to her womanhood than I've ever been before.
"Ed," (Y/N) breathes her words, "wait."
Confused, I stop. My eyes travel up to her face again.
"We can't do this against the wall."
Ah, that's what she wants.
"You know where the bed is," she hums. I nod, and carry her to her bedroom, locking the door behind us, though there's no one else at the house.
I lay her down on the soft bed and get over her. She gives me a sweet smile, lifting her arms to wrap around my neck. (Nn) pulls me down to kiss me once again.
Things get heated after this.
She begins tugging my shirt. Pulling at the buttons, one by one, until they're all undone and my bare chest was exposed.
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Start of Something Good (Edward Elric x Short!Reader)
FanfictionWhen the Fullmetal Alchemist bumps into a girl on the street, could there be a spark? Edward Elric x reader insert. I had fun writing this, enjoy.