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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Fullmetal_Alchemist:_Brotherhood_&_Manga
  Relationship:
      Mei_Chan/Alphonse_Elric, Edward_Elric/Winry_Rockbell
  Character:
      Mei_Chan, Xiao_Mei, Ling_Yao, Lan_Fan, Edward_Elric, Alphonse_Elric,
      Original_Characters
  Additional Tags:
      Lolicon
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-06-14 Words: 11817
****** By the Light of the Xingese Moon ******
by SonjaJade
Summary
     Al finally makes it to Xing after a long and difficult journey. Ling
     and LanFan encourage Al and Mei Chang to catch up; thank goodness for
     Ed's gift! **LOLICON** 13!Mei/17!Al. Mentions Preg!LanFan/Ling. EdWin
     humor in the omake! WAFF-y PWP.
Notes
     This is a Lolicon piece. DO NOT READ THIS. If this doesn't squick
     you, then I hope you find I have done these two justice, and would
     very much appreciate a review with your comments and suggestions.
     This is a little AU, only in the way that Ed left first and has been
     at his destination longer than Al's been at his.
     BTW, since Xing is supposed to be like China, I threw in some Chinese
     words and cultural aspects, etc.
     And just for clarification, "come" is the verb, "cum" is the noun :3
     Also:It took me over a week to get this just right: keeping them in
     character while progressing their relationship was HARD. It's a new
     record for me, both in terms of how long it took to write, and in how
     long I spent revising it. I hope I haven't disappointed you :) I
     almost titled it "Nothing Else Matters"... I had that song (and 2
     other versions of it) on repeat while I wrote most of the sex,
     because I wanted it to be waffy, not smutty and cheap (like most of
     my other lemons LAWL). So thanks Metallica, you helped me a great
     deal with this one.
The journey to Xing had been rough. From the beginning there'd been problems,
but it didn't cause Al's spirit to wan. When the train from Resembool to the
new depot at the edge of the desert broke down on the track, he kept his
companions entertained and distracted by playing a few hundred hands of poker
and gin rummy. When the starkness of the desert threatened to drive them all
crazy, he began making up silly songs and poems to lift everyone's spirits. He
wondered though if they got more enjoyment out of making up dirty rhymes and
watching his face turn red. When they finally reached the Xing border and Al
realized he'd forgotten his wallet, with his money and traveling documents in
it, on the broken down train, he didn't panic. He kept insisting to the guards
in broken Xingese that he knew the Emperor personally, and finally after about
an hour, an interpreter showed up and made a few calls to both Amestris and
Emperor Ling's private staff. Alphonse was issued an immediate escort to the
royal palace (another long journey on horseback), and he was given the nicest
rooms in the palace for himself and his friends.
After he'd bathed in the ornately carved stone tub that stood in a special
antechamber off of his bedroom, he dressed in fresh clothes and sat down on the
Xing style bed, a thick pad of a mattress that sat on a slightly raised
platform off the floor and was covered in silk. Al wasn't sure how long Ling
would allow him to stay, so he didn't fully unpack. He took out a collection of
worn envelopes from the inside of his vest pocket and stared at them. These
were letters he'd received from Mei Chang while he recovered in Resembool, and
they were his most prized possession, even more valuable to him than the lost
wallet or passport.
With slightly trembling fingers, he traced her handwriting, then brought the
little hand-tied stack to his nose and inhaled her scent. They had gotten to
know each other quite well through their written correspondence and Al was very
much looking forward to getting to see his Mei again. When he last saw her,
she'd been a short and chubby little girl, no more than eleven years old, with
Xiao-Mei perfectly complimenting her child-like appearance. Al hadn't known how
much she would come to mean to him over the next two years, both in how well
she knew alkahestry and as a friend. But as they both matured, what began as a
strong friendship began to change, somehow strengthening further into that kind
of relationship that Ed and Winry had… It had been about six months ago when it
became obvious that Mei's childish hero-worship of him was changing into a
young woman's romantic love. Al was surprised when he'd begun to have similar
feelings towards her, and over time they both started to admit things to each
other that they'd only recently admitted to themselves. It was these feelings
that had led Al to make the difficult decision to leave home, almost as if her
love for him had some kind of pull that could affect him across the hundreds of
miles that separated them… He simply had to see her.
There was a sharp rap on his door, and a servant appeared, telling him that the
Emperor had requested a private dinner with him. As Alphonse followed behind
the young girl who'd come to fetch him, he could smell some of the elements of
Mei's special scent, and his head oscillated constantly, trying to find her
within the dimly lit halls of the palace. Mei had told him in her choppy
handwriting that Ling wanted her at the palace with him after her valiant
efforts with all that had happened in Amestris. She mentioned something about
being Lan Fan's personal attendant, but otherwise he didn't know what position
she held in her half-brother's court.
The servant finally halted before a sliding wooden door and opened it for him,
bowing as she motioned for him to step past her. He was greeted by Ling, who
was seated on the floor at the head of a long, low table that was covered in
exotic food. "Alphonse Elric! What a joy it is to see you again, my friend!
Please, sit and help me eat all this wonderful food!"
Al smiled. Same old Ling, just dressed nicer and able to enjoy a hearty meal
without having to leave the bill to someone else. Al bowed deeply and said,
"Your graciousness humbles me, my Lord. Many thanks for your generosity."
Emperor Ling of the Royal Yao Clan laughed loudly at that, then stood and gave
the young man a bear hug. "Cut the bullshit, Al. You're one of my best friends,
of course you're always welcome here, think nothing of it." He sat back down
and nodded to another servant to provide Alphonse with a dish full of food. It
had been quite a long time since Ling had seen the boy, and he was delighted to
find that not only had the boy (now a man) filled out a bit over the years, but
he'd grown tall and strong, something Ling was sure irritated his brother to
some extent.
"I have to admit Alphonse," the Emperor said around a mouth full of some
Xingese dish, "I didn't expect you to come here. I thought once you had your
body back you'd find a girl in Amestris and settle down, become a state
alchemist and use their resources to study the alkahestry of our people." He
swallowed and continued, "I am happy you've decided to study it here though,
hear it straight from the horse's mouth as they say."
Al smiled and struggled with the bamboo chopsticks. "Brother and I decided that
it would be best to get away from Amestris for a while, and to find other
resources for our research. Ed seems to think that most of the military's books
and data are probably as corrupt as the top brass were. We're going to write
new books, ones that aren't full of deception and lies, and we'll reshape how
the world views our respective sciences." He stabbed at a chunk of meat and
succeeded in finally getting it into his mouth.
Ling looked to the servant to the left of him, and moments later a gleaming
silver fork was beside Al's plate. He bowed his head in the servant's direction
and said in heavily accented Xingese, "Xie xie."
Ling smirked. "So how's the Shrimp these days?"
Al dug into his meal, chewing quickly so he could answer. "He's not the shrimp
he was when you last saw him. After his body quit sustaining mine, he had a
major growth spurt. He's finally taller than Winry, but I still have him beat
by a few inches." He reached for his wine. "Since he can't perform alchemy
anymore, he's gotten much stronger physically. All the chores Granny had us
doing really whipped him into shape."
Ling raised an eyebrow, as he plucked a yellow vegetable of some kind from a
bowl of rice and wolfed it down. "So, did he and the blonde ever get their act
together?" He chuckled as his friend nearly choked. "I only ask because it was
fairly obvious she meant a great deal to him… and he talked a lot about her
when we were in Gluttony's belly…" he trailed off. "I figured they'd have a
house full of kids by now, all that pent up sexual tension between them and
everything." He leaned forward and waggled his eyebrows, "Did you hear
anything? See anything?"
Al's blush rivaled the red robe Ling was wearing. Who knew Ling Yao was such a
lecher? "Uh, no… He and I shared a room at Granny's, and if… if they did
anything I don't know about it." He quickly added, "However, the last time I
called to talk to Granny she told me that Ed had asked Winry to marry him, or
at least that's what Winry thinks… He didn't exactly come out and say it the
right way…"
Ling sat back and inhaled some more of his food and grunted. "That guy doesn't
do anything the right way." He belched, a loud sound that echoed a bit in the
large dining room. His face suddenly went blank, then warmed gently. "Well, I
was hoping we could get through dinner first, but it appears the surprises I
had for you have already arrived…"
Alphonse turned his gaze to where Ling was staring with a lopsided grin. Lan
Fan was out of her assassin's garb and dressed in a fine lavender silk kimono,
her hair done up like that of a royal queen… and she was most definitely
pregnant. Lan Fan's gaze was gentle on Ling, and her automail hand rested
lightly on her belly. But more than that, Al's amber eyes were drawn to the
young woman walking just behind her, a short and petite girl with her hair spun
into twin buns at the sides of her head and a tiny panda riding on her left
shoulder. 'Mei…' his mind called. As if she heard him, she slid her dark eyes
his way, and he wasn't sure if he'd gasped or if maybe he just held his breath
for a moment… There was such longing in that single glance…
Mei had grown since they'd been apart, taller and thinner though still small.
Her figure was no longer the shapeless form of a child, but the budding, curvy
shape of a woman, and his eyes found themselves moving from her small, perky
breasts to the well-rounded lines of her hips… He swallowed. The soft blue
color of her outfit brought out the blue hue of her black hair, and the way she
carried herself spoke of confidence and moxie. She looked amazing, much more
attractive than he thought she would look, and he was stunned to feel the first
pangs of want for her, the tingling rush of his masculinity beginning to come
to life deep inside his western style trousers…
She's still just a child! his mind screamed to the body part in question.
Settle down, will ya! But his body didn't care. Really, given that they'd been
more or less flirting through the mail for half a year now, he could tell you
that he felt she was much more mature than many of the girls he'd met of his
own age back home. Mei had been through so much in her young life, and the
experiences she had lived through had given her a much more grown up demeanor
and outlook. He felt they were equals in everything, despite the age gap
between them. Seeing her now only made it clear that at least in terms of time
on the planet, they were not the same. Al would have to be on his guard around
her, especially if he wanted her this badly already and they hadn't even had a
chance to talk yet. He certainly wasn't gong to be executed for molesting a
child. Still, he found it extremely difficult to rip his golden gaze away from
her.
Lan Fan moved to stand next to Ling, waited as he adjusted his position so he
could help Mei lower her to sit at the table. Her belly was big, and
maneuvering her body wasn't easy. Once she was finally situated, she caught her
breath and bowed her head to Ling. "Good evening, my Lord."
Ling kissed her deeply, causing Al to blush once more. He wondered if everyone
in Xing was this open about their private affections. Then again, Ling was the
Emperor now, he could pretty much do as he damn well pleased. He wondered if
Mei was as forward… then he promptly cursed himself for thinking such a thing
about a thirteen year old girl. "Lan Fan, you remember Alphonse Elric?"
She tipped her head towards him. "How are you, Alphonse? I hope you didn't have
a hard time crossing the desert." She felt Mei Chang's ki fluctuating wildly
and wondered if her husband did as well.
Al didn't really want to talk to Lan Fan, or Ling for that matter. He wanted to
stare at Mei and take in her beauty, have a chance to spend some time alone
with her before his research got started. She turned her face towards him and
he felt like she was touching him with her gaze alone. He saw the glint of
teardrops in the corners of her eyes and suddenly he felt his heart begin to
jackhammer inside his chest, both out of excitement and guilt. He felt his face
get hot, and knew he surely must be blushing yet again, but he didn't care. If
he died right now, with her knowing he'd come all this way mostly just to see
her, he could die happy in knowing that at least he'd finally had a chance to
return some of the affection she'd shown him when they met over two years ago.
"Aaa-alll?" Ling drawled out with a confused look on his face. Lan Fan politely
elbowed him hard in the ribs. They spoke with their eyes, and then Ling finally
understood (he always was dense when it came to love).
The young man blinked, watched as Mei's sensuous and heavy gaze lightened, then
he looked over at Ling and Lan Fan who were wearing little knowing smiles.
"Yes?"
"My Lady asked you a question…" Ling was rubbing her back gently with one hand
while his other was firmly resting on her belly.
"Oh!" he started as Xiao-Mei bounded into his lap. The mood lightened as he
laughed and patted the little panda. "Yes, the desert! It was calm, thank
goodness. No sandstorms, and there were even a few clouds, so there was some
shade for a few minutes." His eyes kept finding their way to Mei's, and each
time he found it harder and harder to pull himself out of the trance she was
putting him in. Even Xiao-Mei noticed this and she slipped away from him,
completely unnoticed.
When Mei finally spoke to him, Al thought he would swoon. "Have you heard
anything from Scar-san?" Her voice was even and melodic, not at all the high-
pitch childish sound she used to have. Her dark eyes were like the finest
ebony, gleaming in the low light of the dining hall, and they were doing that
caressing thing to him again…
Al thought for sure he was going to stutter when he responded to her. "I
understand that he's working with Major Miles from Fort Briggs to gather the
Ishvallan refugees into a single area so that they can begin to rebuild their
country and their race. I regret to say that I haven't actually spoken to him
since he was taken away after I got my body back."
Mei hoped the look she was giving him spoke loudly enough to let him know what
she was feeling for him in that moment as he replied to her, and she was really
holding back on not insisting that she and Alphonse-sama be allowed to be
excused so they could talk more openly, and certainly not about Scar or
alkahestry or Xing… She was lost in his face… His handsome face, no longer thin
and bony, made her heart sing with joy. He was well and healthy again, and now
that he was made of flesh and bone once more, she wondered how different it
would feel to hug him now. More importantly, what would it feel like to kiss
him?
Now it was her turn to blush. Ling and Lan Fan began to laugh at the head of
the table. The two of them caught Al and Mei's attention. "I admire your
resolve for not leaping across the table and making love to her right there,
Al," the young Emperor remarked. The embarrassment between them was enough to
fill the room with an uncomfortably strong ki.
"Please, my Lord, I would not treat a child in such a way," Alphonse said as he
turned his gaze to his plate, not wanting to see Mei's reaction to that
statement.
Ling laughed. "In this country Mei-Mei is considered an adult. She's capable of
bearing children now, and therefore no longer a child herself. You can treat
her as you would any other woman, if you catch my meaning…" Ling smirked as
Al's face flushed again. He wouldn't say so to his friend, but he truly got a
kick out of embarrassing him this way. The western world was so chaste and
prudish, compared to Xing's culture anyway, and Ling was just playing it up in
order to frustrate his guest. He chuckled quietly to himself as he placed a wet
open mouthed kiss to his Empress' neck.
"My Lord, I believe it is time to end dinner. It would be wise to allow
Alphonse and Mei some time to become reacquainted with each other." She tugged
at his ear playfully. "I'm sure we can find a pleasant distraction while they
catch up." Lan Fan's hand disappeared into his robes and Al and Mei watched as
she gave a few teasing strokes to something before she removed said hand and
gestured for a servant to help heft her from her seat. Evidently Lan Fan
enjoyed embarrassing the two little lovebirds as well. The Emperor grinned at
his wife's participation.
"I won't need you until tomorrow Mei, please enjoy your visit with our guest,"
said Lan Fan. The two of them had come a long way from trying to kill each
other at Dr. Knox's house in Amestris. In fact, they'd become almost as close
as sisters. Mei bowed to her Lady in appreciation.
Ling practically jumped to his feet, steadying his wife then embracing her
around her middle and kissing her rather passionately. Al's eyes widened when
he caught a glimpse of their tongues touching and tasting each other and
thought for sure his face must be purple by now. "You and I will reconvene in
the morning, Elric," Ling said as he pulled away from his Lady. He winked, "I
suggest you make the most of your alone time with my little sister." The two of
them exited the dining hall, preceded by two guards and flanked by four more.
And then there was only a single servant left behind to clear the table, and Al
and Mei. She stood up and watched as he slowly did the same. Mei spoke Xingese
to the servant, and he quickly disappeared. They were alone for the first time
in years, and though they had a ton of catching up to do, not to mention a
wealth of information to discuss and document about the alkahestry of this
country, it was all forgotten as the two of them opted to stare at each other
for a moment. Now that they were alone, Mei had no problems standing up on the
table and walking across to Al. On the table, she was just below his eye level,
and at this close distance she could feel his quickened breath puffing in her
face.
Al slowly reached up and let his fingertips softly caress the soft skin of her
cheek. "This is the first time I've really touched you…" he murmured
reverently. Her eyes closed, and tears splashed down her cheeks in fat drops.
He brought his other hand to her face, brushing the droplets away as they fell.
He stepped closer… Surely he couldn't feel too guilty over some innocent
touches and maybe a quick sniff of her pretty hair.
Mei was so elated that he was really there, that he'd made a complete recovery
and was so big and strong… "What do I feel like?" she asked in a wavering
voice. For a moment they stared at one another, then Alphonse closed his eyes.
She felt him trace the details of her face with the soft, almost catlike
touches from his fingers. His palms cradled her cheeks for a moment, then they
fell to her shoulders and slid down her arms…
"You feel perfect," he said as he wrapped his arms around her and crushed her
to his chest. Mei buried her face in his shoulder and cried softly as she
hugged him just as fiercely in return. They were quiet, simply cherishing the
feel of each other after such a long time apart. It was the first time they'd
ever embraced this way before, and it was the first time they'd recognized
their feelings for one another in person. Al's senses were overloaded with
everything Mei was. Her hair was soft and smelled so good, like some kind of
sweet flower; her skin was smooth and silky and so warm… even her tears soaking
through to his skin felt full of perfection. "Mei…" he said into her hair, her
name feeling light and sweet in his mouth, like cotton candy melting gently on
his tongue. It was easy to forget how young she was, now that she was in his
arms. He never felt more complete then he did at that moment.
The girl in his grip took a deep breath at the sound of her name coming from
her Alphonse-sama's mouth, being said in a mumbled human voice, not the tinny
sound of the armored voice, or the frail and sick voice he had when he first
regained his body… His timbre and tone was that of a grown man (her man, as
she'd come to think of him), and it reverberated through her mind over and over
again… How long had she waited to hear her name come from his flesh and blood
lips like this, wrapped up in arms the way she was? She couldn't remember, but
it didn't matter now. He was here, and she hoped she'd be able to hear him say
her name all kinds of different ways… playfully, sternly, sweetly, tenderly…
wantonly…
She raised her head, her slender fingers brushing his cheeks now, and she said,
"I have waited a very long time for this, Alphonse-sama…" Their eyes were
staring deeply into one another, and Mei stood on her tip toes. She tilted her
head, brought her slanting lips down on his and kissed him softly.
At first Al stiffened, then he felt himself relax under this new sensation. Mei
was so gentle… almost as if she knew how frightened he was of this first kiss.
He pressed his mouth back against hers, then felt as she lightly licked his
lips, as if she wanted him to open his mouth. Suddenly Al remembered how Ling
and Lan Fan were kissing… He pulled back from her, his eyes almost frightened
and nervous. "Mei, I don't know how…"
"I don't either," she replied, her eyes lidded but so warm and full of love.
"There's no right or wrong way… Just do what feels right." This time he bent
down to kiss her, and when she licked his lips, he opened up. Their tongues met
tenderly, their eyes wide at the feel of it all, and they each marveled at how…
erotic and sinful it felt to be kissing this way as opposed to just their lips
touching. A pleased groan escaped from Mei, and suddenly Al was stepping back
from her, panting wildly. "Alphonse-sama?" she asked worriedly.
He'd turned away from her, so completely mortified at how he'd lost himself in
the moment and was making outwith achild, how his length had sprung up so
quickly and was so hardin the span of only a few seconds of her making that
delicious groaning sound. He was ashamed that he'd enjoyed it all so much,
kissing her in that passionate way. "I-I… Mei… God, it's not you…" He heard her
tittering behind him, then heard a quiet thud as she stepped off the table and
came up behind him, wrapping her arms around his middle, her hands splayed
against his belly.
"You're so stupid, Alphonse-sama." she teased. "Don't you think I know what
happens when boys get aroused?"
Al felt as if he blushed any harder he might just pass out. "Geeze, Mei, don't
say it like that!"
She laid her cheek on his back as she held him from behind, his hands now
covering her own. "Why are you so embarrassed?" she asked, her tone concerned.
"Is this not what you wanted? What we talked about doing when we were finally
reunited?"
He swallowed. "It's… Of course it's what I want, it's just… It's… I'm just
worried I'll do something wrong, like I'll accidentally hurt you somehow or do
something you don't like." He shivered as she rubbed his chest for a moment.
"That and you're still so young…"
"Alphonse-sama," she soothed, "I've already told you, there's no right or wrong
way… And like my Lord brother told you, I am considered an adult here. Trust
me, when my moon blood came, my tutors made sure that I knew how to please a
man…" She let one of her hands slide down his front, touching the buckle of his
belt briefly before going further and gliding down the front of his tented
pants. He hissed and trembled and groaned in embarrassment. Then he felt Mei
turning him to face her. She took one of his hands and brought it to her
breast, making sure he could feel her tightened nipple standing through the
silk of her shirt. "Besides, don't you think you have the same effect on me?"
"I want you too much," he said quietly, still in awe of their body's reactions
as he gently thumbed over her sensitive peak. "More than a gentleman should…"
She was pulling him down with one hand while continuing to slide up and down
his shrouded member. "Who said I wanted you to be a gentleman?" This time their
deep kiss was desperate and needy, wet and sloppy and hungry. Al's hand
squeezed at Mei's firm little breast, and when she squeaked in delight under
him, he squeezed harder. His other hand traveled to her hip and pulled her
close against him. Unfortunately, given their height difference, his maleness
was bumping her belly instead of her womanhood. Al pulled away once again. This
time Mei sighed in annoyance, "What now?"
He began to pace the floor. "Not here. I don't want to do this here where
anyone can just walk in on us." He plopped down on a cushion for a moment,
finding his wine and taking a long drink of it. "Hell, I don't even know how
far we're planning on going with this!" He took another drink. "I mean, not
that I don't want to with you, it's just… It's the first time we've seen each
other in years, and this is what happens? We're undone by our lust before I
even have a chance to properly court you?" He looked up at her. "Don't you
think we're moving too fast?"
Mei's eyes softened on him as she came to his side, brushing his bangs out of
his face. "Here in Xing we have an old saying. 'If you know what you want, why
dawdle?' And while I can't speak for you, I know what I want… I want to share
your bed with you and be your woman. I want to bear your children and help you
and Edward rewrite alchemic history with the new books… I want to stand by your
side always and grow old with you…" Her eyes were shining with unshed tears.
"I've wanted this since before I left you in Amestris… I've dawdled long
enough."
"Mei…" Al said as his hand cupped her face. "I had no idea you felt that way
about me." He pulled her to his lap and kissed her chastely on the corner of
her mouth. "I'm honored that you want to be my wife and give me a family. I can
think of no one better to share my life with." He cradled her close to him, his
hand running up and down her arm soothingly. After a little while, Mei
untangled herself from him.
"Alright, let's go," she announced as she felt his erection finally go down
enough that he could get up and leave the dining hall with her.
"Go where?"
"Back to your room." She smiled at his blushing face. She giggled, "You're
really adorable when you do that."
"Shut up," he said with a little angry scowl as he got to his feet, reminding
her completely of Edward. "Why my room?" he asked as he followed her down the
maze of hallways.
"Because you have a private garden that the servants aren't allowed to enter."
Mei was holding his hand as they walked hurriedly to his quarters. She slid the
door open, led them both in, then slid it back and laid the locking bar down
behind it. As she was crossing the room she saw the tied up stack of letters
lying on the bed. "You brought them with you?"
He ran his fingers through his hair. "Yeah… I carried them next to my heart the
whole way here…"
She turned and touched his face, her ebony depths shimmering again. "I love
you, Alphonse-sama."
"I really wish you'd just call me Al, Mei," he said as he wrapped her up in his
arms again. The younger Elric bent down and opened up for her before their
mouths even met. He loved how she felt in his mouth, loved how she tasted too.
In the privacy of his room his mind was allowed to wander a bit, and he
wondered how far Mei planned to take him tonight in terms of their
relationship. His mind's eye was flooded with images that would be considered
morally improper with a girl Mei's age back home, but apparently those things
were completely ordinary here in the exotic land of Xing… He was brought back
to reality when Mei pulled away from him, her need for air driving them apart.
She looked frantically about the room for a moment, then said, "Gimme a hand,
Alph-" she stopped and grinned at him, "I mean, Al." He watched as she stepped
over to his bed and began stripping it to the heavy cotton covering. "Help me
drag this out to the garden." They lifted the heavy mattress from the
foundation and with some artful maneuvering they managed to get it out the door
and out into the soft grasses.
It was beautiful out here. There were tall trees and perfectly manicured shrubs
and flowers, a wonderful little pond and stone lamps that Mei quickly filled
and lit. The twilight sky above them was wide and open and full of stars, and
the moon was ripe and nearly full, shining down its silvery rays and giving
everything a soft gray glow. It was as if they had stepped into their own
world, a place where their respective ages were of no consequence and the only
important thing in the universe was their love. The soft summer breeze carried
the scent of the lush forests around the palace to them, and Al could only
close his eyes and stretch his arms wide in the cool wind.
Mei brought the silken sheets out from the room and quickly made the bed, then
sat in the middle and motioned for Al to join her. Mei watched as he blushed
yet again, but he offered her a little lopsided smile, clearly beginning to
relax a little now that she had secured them a private place. He pried his
shoes off, then peeled off his socks, letting his toes wiggle in the grass
before kneeling down and catching her lips as he crawled to her. Her fingers
sunk into his hair as he left kisses on her cheeks, her nose, over her jaw and
down her neck. His hand returned to her bosom and brushed over her tightened
peak, and she moaned his name as he nibbled her ear lobe. "Mei…" he whispered
against her neck, "What's going to happen here, I need to know…"
For the first time since she decided that she wanted to give herself to
Alphonse, she felt very much like a little girl. Mei was suddenly acutely aware
of the situation she was in, that shehadput them in, and she wondered if she
was really doing the right thing by forcing this to happen tonight, instead of
letting it come naturally on its own. Mei was beyond certainthat Al was the
one. Now though, in a moment of clarity, she wondered about the consequences of
the events that had yet to come… She worried about how the rest of the world
would view their relationship, worried about how her status as a princess might
be affected by joining herself with not just a foreigner, but one of no
political or economic gain… She worried about becoming pregnant at such a young
age, though not concerned at how she and Al would care for the child or raise
it. Instead she worried how it would interfere in the travels and studies the
two of them would have to do in order to complete the research needed for the
Elric brothers' epic overhaul of both alchemy and alkahestry… She closed her
eyes and eased her head back. Her breath came in shallow little pants as she
stared up at the night sky. No, she'd made up her mind, and she would tell him
exactly what she wanted, like an adult. "Al… I want you… I want you to have my
innocence…"
Al pulled away from the sweet spot he'd found on her neck, slid his hand from
her nipple to her cheek, and he made her look him in the eye. He could feel her
trembling, as if she was terrified of what had just come out of her own mouth.
His sweet Mei, still so young and trying to be so grown up so soon… He'd told
her many times in their letters to hold on to her youth as long as she could,
that when it was gone there was no getting it back. But he also knew her well
enough that she didn't take such heavy decisions lightly, and he was sure she'd
thought about this for a very long time. "Are you absolutely sure? That's a
priceless gift that can only be given once."
"It's always been your gift to receive Al. If you don't accept, I'll hold on to
it until you're ready to take it."
He put his forehead against hers and sighed. "You can't imagine how much you
mean to me, how incredibly large you are in my world despite how small your
size is." He raised his head and Mei smiled at him sweetly, then she reached
for the tie around his neck. "I would be honored to be your first," he said as
he kissed her palm and pulled her close, "and your only."
"You've always been my only," she said and she jerked the tie away and threw it
to the side of the bed, then began to unbutton his vest. Al fumbled with the
toggles on her tunic, finally giving up and opting instead to enjoy her hands
unwrapping him from his clothes. He helped her pulled his shirt and vest away,
revealing his broad chest and slightly pudgy belly. She smiled at that. The
last time she'd seen his stomach she could count his ribs easily, and the
little belly he carried now only served to further confirm that he was healthy.
Mei saw how his hands kept moving reflexively in his lap, like he wanted to
reach up simply yank her top open. She grinned. Al was letting her make every
first step, never pushing her past her limits. She sat back from him, slowly
and deliberately showing him how the inner fasteners worked, then pulled his
hands up so he could do it himself.
Al slowly and carefully opened her buttons as if each one was a delicate
treasure, senses on alert as he watched for any sign of unease from her. Mei
had told him in no uncertain terms that she was ready, but he knew sometimes
she put on a brave face too, and he absolutely would notdo anything to her
young body that she herself didn't ask for. If she asked him to stop right now
he would (and secretly rejoice if she did). Al couldn't deny he loved her,
couldn't deny he wanted her the way a man wants a woman.But despite being
ashamed and embarrassed at how he craved this girl, this child, he could refuse
her nothing. If her deepest wish was for him to take her precious virginity
from her, he would see it was done, no matter his awkwardness, no matter his
reservations. He longed to provide her with everything she needed, including
physical intimacy, and as he felt her tugging gently at his belt buckle, it
appeared that this would be the first of many things he would be providing her
with.
Finally, the last of her buttons were undone, and he opened her top slowly,
revealing first one small, pale breast, then the other. He could only stare
with his mouth open, never having seen a woman's bare body before. She was
everything he'd imagined and more, and Al couldn't help the awed breath that
escaped him. Mei giggled. "I see you're not familiar with the female form in
its naked state." He continued to stare, though he managed to close his mouth
and swallow. He shook his head slowly.
"You're beautiful, Mei…" His eyes moved from her dusty rose colored nipples to
her grinning face. "You're so beautiful…"
She brushed the comment off with a psshh, then said, "Let's get the rest of
these clothes off. We can't accomplish anything with only the upper half
exposed," she said as she finally managed to unbutton his pants and ease the
zipper down. Al caught her hands before she could begin to remove anything,
laying her gently on her back and hovering over her, admiring what lay already
exposed to him in the moonlight. As his hands roamed over her silky dips and
curves, he discovered she still had some of her child's chubbiness and he
delighted in how soft she felt because of it. His hands made quick work of her
pants, which were, thankfully, much easier to comprehend than the tunic. He
pulled the sash at her waist and released her from the bottoms of her pantsuit,
then began to slide them off her shapely hips, down her strong thighs and off
her muscled calves. The cloth that served as her underwear was pulled away,
revealing the not-quite-full patch of curls that guarded her womanhood, and Al
gently combed through the inky black fluff, a little look of curiosity on his
face when he felt that some of it was already wet with her desire.
Mei was holding her breath, wondering if he would touch her private place in
earnest or if he was just exploring what he'd never seen before. Al's molten
gold eyes looked up at her. "You're sure about this?" She nodded, and forcing
himself to take a deep breath and calm himself, he slipped a single finger
between her outer lips and moved slowly up and down her damp folds, brushing
against her tight little pleasure nub with each stroke. She gasped under his
attentions and felt as her legs fell open a little wider. "I might be
embarrassed as hell, but I know more about this than I let on…" He blushed even
as he said so. Then he came back to her swollen bud and made tight circles
while pressing gently down. Mei arched her back from the bed. Her blushing Al-
sama was certainly gifted at touching her there, and she whined under his
touch. "Does it feel good?" he asked seriously.
"Uh-huh," she gasped, feeling a pleasant tightness beginning to build in her
lower belly. "Please, more," she whispered as her eyes fluttered shut. He moved
so that he was kneeling with her splayed open before him, drawing her legs up
to rest over his thighs and now using two fingers to stimulate her. "Tian le…"
she gasped in Xingese, and Al felt a tiny smile come to his lips. Despite
having never laid a hand on any female in this way before, if he was making her
cry out in Xingese, then he must be doing something right.
"What's that mean?" he asked as he watched her pant and writhe. He moved over
her plump little pearl faster and dared to bear down a smidge harder…
Her eyes snapped open, and she gave a needy whine, "It means 'Oh my God'." Al's
face was lit with a gentle smile, and Mei rasped, "Don't stop, don't stop Al,
please…" He continued his furious stroking of her tight bud. She sat up a
little, her heaving body resting on her elbows. "Can you do that… inside me?
Just like that, fast and pressing… but inside?" she panted.
He felt blindly for her entrance, and when he found it he slid deep, causing
Mei's hips to buck up. "Right there! Up!" she cried. "Curl your fingers up!"
When he did, he felt a difference in this particular spot as compared to the
rest of her silken sheath. It was raised a little, rougher, and evidently it
was her magic secret button. Al jammed his fingers into that sacred place,
alternating between kneading circles and thrumming back and forth. It wasn't
long before she was begging in Xingese for more. "Geng! Geng! Qi gennnng!"
He leaned forward and captured her keening mouth, then trailed soft kisses from
her neck to her breasts. He stuck his tongue out and flicked over her taut
nipple and she nearly rose off the bed completely. She was sweating and
shaking, and he knew she was close, though close to what he honestly didn't
know. Would she release some semen type fluid like a man? Would she just feel
that twisting tension in her gut snap and then ride those euphoric waves of
bliss? Would it last a long while or would it be over in a short burst? All he
knew was that it was unlikely she would climax their first actual coupling, and
he sought to bring to at least one orgasm tonight.
"Suck!" she moaned, sounding as if she were in great pain.
"What?" he asked, his face flushing again, caught off guard by her demand.
"Like a baby! Suck!" Mei pushed his face down to her chest, trying to give Al a
clue as to what she wanted. He put his lips around her stiff, rosy nipple and
suckled like an infant, and that's when she finally shattered around his
fingers, coating them in a gush of warmth as she called out his name in a needy
whine. Al had never felt anything like it before, ever. It felt like she was
sucking his fingers up inside her even as she was bearing down on him, and he
could only imagine what it was going to feel like when his now aching maleness
could be seated deep within her. He muttered a curse under his breath at the
thought of it.
Mei was certain she'd never felt anything as good as falling to pieces at her
Al-sama's touch. He'd brought her to the edge of madness with his ministrations
and then shoved her into that exhilarating abyss, and it felt like she was
tumbling over and over through that hot whiteness of pure ecstasy. She felt
powerful and weak at the same time, and though she'd been able to bring herself
to release before, it had never everbeen as spectacular as this. As she came
back to earth, she touched his face. "Xie xie, Al-sama…" Al took her limp hand
and kissed her fingers, then kissed her sweetly on her full lips. "Wo ai ni…"
she whispered as she caught her breath.
"I love you too, Mei…" He laid down beside her, bringing his soaked fingers to
his nose, finding her scent to be subtle and not unpleasant, and then ran his
tongue out to taste what it was she made at his urging… Al found her taste to
be slightly salty and tangy, comforting, delicious, and he slurped her essence
from his digits as Mei watched through lidded eyes.
Mei reached down and slipped her hand past the waist of his boxers, feeling him
just about fully erect, and she made lazy strokes to him as he gathered her
into his arm, tucking her warm body into his side. Al closed his eyes… Her
hands were not particularly soft, instead they were slightly calloused from the
kunei she performed her alkahestry with, but her grip was gentle and tender.
For the first time tonight, Al made it clear he was a participating member of
this most special occasion, and he reached down and pushed his khakis and his
boxers from his waist to his knees, then he kicked them off and flung them with
his foot somewhere near the pond. He felt Mei stiffen beside him and he
immediately regretted disrobing fully. "We don't have to do this tonight, we
can wait…" he said softly as he reached up and tucked a stray hair behind her
ear.
She gave him a worried look. "I want to do this… I-I just don't want to get
pregnant. Not yet."
Thank God!he thought to himself. Al smiled as he sat up. "I'll be right back."
Mei watched as he disappeared back into his room, his bare, tight ass winking
in the moonlight and filling her with renewed desire. She could hear a
shuffling sound, then a muffled 'Ah-ha!', then watched as he walked back out,
her eyes on his bobbing manhood and the thick dark blonde hair that framed it.
He was carrying a small silver colored tin with a red and black swirly pattern
on it. Al sat down next to Mei and pulled to her sit up.
"This was a gift Ed gave me before I left on my way here." He handed it to her,
and she examined the paisley-like forms. It was about the size of a pack of
cigarettes and twice as deep. "He said I might need these since I was coming to
see you. At the time I told him I wouldn't need them, but I'm glad he made me
bring them now." He watched as she opened it and revealed several flat, square
packages with what appeared to be rubber rings inside. Mei furrowed her brows
as she looked at him questioningly. "They're called prophylactics… rubbers.
They can keep us from having children until we're ready, Mei."
"Really?" Mei asked, her eyes wide as saucers and dancing with excitement. "How
do they work?"
Al blushed hard, but answered honestly, "It keeps my seed from going inside
you."
"But it doesn't count unless that part happens!" Mei looked as if someone had
just told her the sky was falling.
"What do you mean it doesn't count?" he asked, thinking this was some kind of
child's rumor, an old wive's tale or something silly like that.
"The first time, you have to come inside me, or it doesn't count." Mei looked
panicked.
Al took the tin from her and pulled out one of the packages. "I will come
inside you," he said, sounding as if he were explaining something to a very
young child. "I just won't sow my seed, therefore keeping you from getting
pregnant." He covered the tin and sat it in the grass as Mei continued to
protest. "What do you mean 'it won't count'? I don't understand…"
Mei looked at him like he was fuckin' stupid. "Alphonse Elric. I can't believe
you're about to disregard the law of Equivalent Exchange." He still didn't
understand, as evidenced by the look on his face. She sighed loudly,
frustrated. "You have some of mine inside you… I need some of yours inside me.
It's Equivalent Exchange, Al…"
It finally dawned on him what she meant by their love making not counting: he
had tasted her fluids, ingesting them into his body, Mei putting a symbolic
claim to him by his doing such a thing. If she couldn't accept his semen inside
her, then the exchange would be incomplete. Al would belong to Mei, but she
wouldn't belong to him. Their coupling 'wouldn't count'. Al scrunched his face
up in thought. If he came inside her, there was the undeniable chance that she
could get pregnant. If he didn't come inside her, their union wouldn't count in
her eyes, and he knew she would pester him about it until he finally did fill
her full of his cum. There had to be a solution, there had to be a way around
this roadblock…
"It's just one time, we'll use these every time after, I promise. Just this
once, please…" She was begging, and it was breaking his heart…
Whatever my little woman wants, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to
lay her back and part her legs and slip his raw, unprotected cock inside her,
an idea struck him. "Mei, I tasted yours… Maybe you could taste mine… and then
you still won't get pregnant, and I can still take your virginity safely."
The girl smacked her forehead. "Of course! I forgot all about that! That would
certainly satisfy the equation!" Mei felt stupid for not having thought of
fellatio before. "It would keep me from having a baby… And I can't say I'm not
interested in how you taste," she said as her eyes landed on him, hungry and
caressing and wanton. She reached up and undid her hair, unwinding the buns and
letting her tresses fall down her back in soft, long waves. Without saying
anything, she gave him a playful shove, laying him back on the bed.
Al's gaze was fixed on her long hair, something he'd never seen out of its
braids and twists before. She looked even more breathtaking than before, but
not in the sweet young girl way… Mei looked sexy. He felt the electric surge of
blood rushing to his groin, and for the first time since they began this slow
process of deflowering each other, Al could admit that he was aroused and eager
for her to begin pleasuring him. But first…
He grabbed her hand, pulled her closer to him, then loosely fisted the blue
back silk of her mane. "Don't do anything you don't want to do…" he said
quietly. Al watched as Mei smiled and nodded, then she leaned down and kissed
him hard, grinning against his mouth when she felt him tighten his grip on her
hair. Mei's hand snuck down to where his manhood was standing tall and thick
away from his body. When her rough fingers wrapped around him and squeezed this
time, Al moaned desperately into her mouth.
She chuckled darkly as she pulled away from him and repositioned herself at his
side. "You want me to do it, don'tcha?"
He turned his head away from her. "I shouldn't… But I'd be lying if I said
'No'."
"I don't give a shit about what you should or shouldn't want," she growled. She
gave him a few rough strokes as she purred to him, "Just tell me, do you want
me to do it?"
Alphonse bit his lip and squeezed his eyes shut. He felt his face flushing, no
doubt red from his forehead to the top of his chest. Dammit, he didn't want to
want it so badly, but he did. Mei repeated her query, Kissing her way from his
mouth down to his chest and then along his soft stomach, her fingers going
further down to now softly squeeze and caress his heavy sack. He couldn't stop
the whine that left him, couldn't control as his hand grabbed a hunk of her
fleshy rump. "Yesssss, Mei…" he gasped.
"'Yes' what, my love?" she said as she leaned down and blew a warm breath
across the head of his maleness, teasing him, but wanting to break him enough
so that he wasn't holding back with her. She understood he was nervous because
of her age, she knew he was afraid of hurting her. But honestly, after all the
reassurances she'd given him, the riot act he kept giving her was getting old.
She placed a simple kiss to his leaking slit and he jerked beneath her. Oh yes…
Mei was going to break him of all that nonsense and make him enjoy the
experience.
"Yes… I want you to…" he croaked. She cocked her eyebrow, wanting him to
further clarify what he meant. "I want you to swallow me down…" She smiled at
him, and he felt himself become empowered with his admission. "I want you take
me in your mouth, and do what you've been taught to do…"
"That's it," she whispered as she bent down to do as he said. Mei remembered
the lessons her tutors had taught her one the wooden phallus, showing her how
to work her mouth and lips and tongue in order to please any man she found
herself with. "Then what? What should I do now?" Oh, you're going to tell me,
Al… she thought to herself.
"Make me spill my cum on your tongue! Then swallow it into your beautiful
belly…" He released her ass and delved his fingers back inside of her as she
began to stroke and lick him. Now that she was on her hands and knees, it was
easy to push back into his touch, and she did so as she gasped in the darkness.
It felt like a ton of bricks had been lifted off his chest. Al was finally able
to relax, able to admit he was loving every touch she gave him. Mei took him
deep in her throat, moving steadily up and down and sucking just hard enough.
As she came back to his head, she did some kind of flicking thing with her
tongue, just under where his mushroomed tip met his shaft. Al's head thrashed
back into the silken sheets as he growled out, "Holy hell, Mei…." He heard her
giggling, felt the rise and fall of her laughter resonating around and through
his excited flesh. This, combined with the fact that he'd been pretty much on
edge since dinner, brought his orgasm much earlier than he'd expected, and now
Al's face was red in embarrassment for a completely different reason: he'd come
too soon.
His hips pumped out of reflex, ribbons of white spurting forth and into Mei's
little girl mouth. He was coming so much, and it wasn't long before his creamy
essence started to spill from the corners of her lips and dribble down her
chin. "I'm sorry," he whimpered, "I'm sorry…"
Mei swallowed, then swallowed again… She gently released him with a 'pop' and
she wiped at her face with the back of her hand. The girl looked at the
substance in the silvery moonlight and smiled. Her Alphonse-sama had satisfied
the exchange, and they now belonged to one another, at least in an alchemic
sense (which was very important to her). She found his taste to be salty and
thick, and she licked the remainder off of her hand. "Sorry for what?" she
asked.
He reached up and ran his fingers through her long hair. "Sorry for coming so
soon. You were so good though, and I'd been so worked up for such a long time…"
Mei laughed. "That's alright, Al! You'll be ready again in few minutes!"
Al looked at her like she'd grown a second head. "Are you kidding? I've never
done it twice in one day before, let alone twice in an hour!"
Mei straddled him, then leaned down and kissed him slow and deep, Al groaning
as he recognized his own taste in her mouth. He could feel her damp lips
pressed around his wilting cock, surrounding him in warm wetness. He felt her
fingernails scratch down his chest until she thumbed over his nipples, and he
gasped as her hips rolled against him at the same time. Mei's weight, her slick
and heated embrace, the friction of her soft flesh dragging over the thin
velvety skin of his cock, her sinful touches to other erogenous places on his
body, her passionate kisses the whole time all these things were happening… Al
was beyond shocked to feel himself coming back to life.
Mei felt her face heat when his maleness seemed to thump against her, and the
next time she ground against him, his half-turgid member stimulated her swollen
clit directly, and she allowed a quiet cry to erupt from her lips; lips that
were still firmly attached to Al's. Both his hands were cupping and toying with
her small breasts, and at her needy sound, he gently thrust up, causing her to
sit up and wriggle down to increase the friction of his flesh on hers.
"Please, Alphonse…" She'd never called him justAlphonse before. "I'm really
ready now…"
Seeing Mei sitting so pretty on him, feeling her silken folds lying on his now
raging hard-on, and hearing her breathless voice call his proper name was
enough to provoke him into taking the lead. He sat up and gripped her hips,
gathering her to him as he maneuvered them so that Mei was on her back. He
reached for the little package lying beside the bed in the grass and tore it
open. After getting on backwards the first time, Al finally unrolled the thin
rubber sheath down his length to the root, then he gently pulled Mei's legs
apart and knelt between them. "It's going to hurt, Mei," he said as he cupped
her cheek.
"I know, it'll be over quick though."
Al blushed, then said in heavily accented Xingese, "Wo ai ni, Mei Chang…"
Mei gave him a sweet smile as tears came to her eyes. "And I love you, Alphonse
Elric."
He hesitated a moment, then leaned down and kissed her quickly before rearing
back and gripping himself. Al brought his tip down and gathered her warm
moisture, then slowly pushed inside, clearing a ring of muscle before feeling
the smooth bumpiness of her internal fist. He went slowly, feeling her tight
walls grip and pulsate around him. He heard Mei's panting breath, but he
couldn't force his eyes open to see her face. He was burning every detail of
her body into his brain, wanting to memorize everything about this place within
her. As he glided in, he could feel his tip brush against that raised spot from
before, and he backed out a little and angled himself to thrust into it.
Mei felt him pull out and she looked down between them with worry in her eyes.
When he speared back into her hitting that special spot, she gave up a
surprised yelp. He chuckled above her. "I remembered you liked that earlier."
She narrowed her eyes and grunted as she squeezed him with her inner muscles,
watching with smug satisfaction as he gritted his teeth against the agonizing
sensation. "Don't tease me, Al…"
"Right," he said gruffly. "Sorry, Mei…" He looked her in the eye. "Let's get
the hard part over and done with, okay?" Her gaze softened, and she nodded as
she took several deep breaths. Al felt her relax around him, almost to the
point where he thought she might have gone to sleep… Without warning her, he
jerked his hips forward, sinking all the way to the very bottom of her depths,
and when he thudded softly against the mouth of her womb, he stopped and took
stock of both he and she at that moment.
Her interior had clamped down on him immediately after he'd breached her
barrier, and he could feel her reflexes rippling all around him trying to come
to grips with being so thoroughly broken. The pained squeak she emitted was
enough to let him know that it didn't feel good yet, and he waited patiently
for her to tell him to move. However, now that he was finally inside her, all
he wanted to do was pound into her until she was screaming his name for
everyone within the palace to hear. When that inner voice tried to lay a guilt
trip on him for what he'd just done to this girl, he told it to get lost… Mei's
practically mywifenow… I don't need to feel guilty for making love to my wife.
Mei had felt worse pain in her lifetime, but this was the most uncomfortable
thing to have ever happened to her femininity. She could feel his chest heaving
above her, knowing he was waiting for her to give him the word to start in
earnest… She just needed a little time, just a moment to allow that bright red
ache to dull some… Mei was stretched to her limit, so full of her lover that it
wasn't helping the discomfort she was feeling, but she would be damned if she
told him to pull out now, not after all they'd experienced to get to this
point. The girl concentrated on breathing, on settling herself so that he could
begin to move. His hands were planted above her shoulders, and as she calmed
and relaxed herself, she let her fingers trail through the nearly invisible
light blond hair on his forearms. After what seemed like an eternity, Al asked
her if she was alright. "Yes," she whispered. "Thank you, I love you."
He bent down and kissed the tip of her nose. "I love you, Mei, with all my
heart and soul." He moved to give one of her breasts a soft squeeze, then
reached down and pulled her leg up around his waist while she followed suit on
her own with the other leg, locking her heels at the small of his back. "Can I
move now?" he murmured as he buried his nose in her blue-black waves.
She pulled him down even deeper, feeling that what was pain only minutes ago
had faded greatly. "Mmm, yes, please." She felt as her Al-sama pulled slowly
out and pushed slowly back in, moving fluidly with each motion he made. It
didn't take them long to fall into a rhythm together, and soon they were moving
as if this new ebb and flow of their bodies was an old habit. Al had placed all
his weight on one hand as the other roamed her tight figure, sometimes fondling
her fleshy tit, sometimes toying with her plump little nub, sometimes caressing
her face. It didn't matter at this point who came first, but Al has hoping she
would. He really wanted to bring her to a second fit of ecstasy if he could.
He drove himself into her harder, faster, changing his angle so that he touched
her sweet spot inside over and over, and he couldn't help blushing as she
called out for him to keep 'ramming that cock' into her 'aching pussy'. He'd
never heard her talk so crassly before, at least not in his language, and
though he was shocked and embarrassed, he loved it. A short time after she'd
declared he was 'the best fuck ever', she came hard and covered him in her warm
juices. Her nails were raking down his back in a sweet pleasure/pain kind of
way, and he growled as he unhooked her legs from his waist and instead laid
them over his shoulders and pushed her even further into the bed.
Mei's foul mouth finally stopped, in favor of just hanging open in a perfect
'O' as he pistoned deep within her strangling grasp. His balls were slapping
softly against the very bottom of her butt, making a quick smacking sound in
the otherwise quiet courtyard. She felt herself getting ready to seize up
around him again, and just before she was able to, she felt him pump extra hard
two or three times, and then he was still, every muscle in his arms and chest
tight as drum, his face grimaced in rapture. He ground out her name:
"Meeeeeiiiiiii…" as she shattered around him, her trembling flesh spurring his
thumping member to release way more cum than was necessary.
With the last of his strength, he slipped out of her, flopping exhaustedly to
his back and gulping air into his lungs as he removed and tied a knot in the
rubber. Mei laid boneless beside him, catching her breath as well. They watched
the moon creep along the night sky, watching as it slowly hid behind a tree
branch high in the air. A cool wind blew and Mei shivered. Al raised his head
to look at her, and he started laughing.
"I can't believe we just did that." He was smiling with his eyes closed as he
felt Mei slide up beside him for warmth. "I can't believe it… You were so
wonderful, Mei."
She sighed, sleepy and sated. "I can't believe it either, but I'm so happy we
did." She raised her head, catching his honey colored gaze. "And the next time
will be so much easier."
He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her close, planting a kiss in
her raven hair. "Already thinking about next time, that's my Mei…" Al twisted a
lock of her hair around his finger. "When do you want to get married?"
She giggled silently. "According to Xing we're already married. You married me
with that first push." She sat up and looked down, not surprised by the red
smears of blood at the juncture of her thighs. "Though we skipped the formal
ceremony, we are bound by my blood."
Al swallowed as he looked at what he'd done to her. "Mei… I'm sor-"
She grabbed him and silenced him with a deep kiss. When she released him, she
said, "Don't you dare be sorry for marrying me Al… All the pain in the world
would be worth having you for my husband." Another cool breeze floated through
the garden and they both shivered, the heat of their activities now gone.
"Let's get cleaned up and dressed, then we'll lug this mattress back inside.
After that we'll spend our first night together, how does that sound?" Al
stroked her hair as she smiled and nodded. They gathered up their clothes, Al
taking her small hand in his as he led her back inside. Once the bed was
properly put back together and made with fresh, clean sheets, the two of them
dressed in sleeping attire (Mei donning one of Al's soft undershirts and Al
opting for only his pajama bottoms) and they snuggled up close to one another
deep under a linen quilt, and they slept straight through until late the next
morning.
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"Any mail for me today, Nancy?" Ed asked the old woman at the post office in
Knuester. The grandmother of four girls and two boys who lived only three
stoplights away and didn't mind walking to her part time job so long as it
wasn't raining (and the rest went in one ear and out the other at that point)
handed him two letters and smiled.
"I see you got another one from that nice girl in Resembool," she said with a
knowing lilt in her voice. "I bet you can't wait to go back to Mr. Tyre's place
and read that one, can you Mr. Elric?"
Ed rolled his eyes. "You know, I bet the post master would be appalled to know
that the sweet old granny manning the front desk was harassing everyone who
came in to pick up their mail…" She laughed and waved her hand dismissively and
Ed stomped out into the bright sunshine. He sat down on a bench by the fountain
in the middle of the little city he was currently calling home, not even
waiting to walk all the way back to the house where he was staying with
Knuester's only alchemist. He ripped open the letter from Winry first, smiling
as he read about Den chewing up Granny's favorite washboard, Gracia and Elysia
Hughes coming to stay for a week, and the new schematics she'd drawn with Mr.
Garfiel for an improved automail arm. As always now, she ended her missives
with 'I miss you and can't wait for you to come home. All my love, Winry.' He
would kiss his fingers and place them over her name and whisper, "I love you
too, Winry."
He folded the letter up and slid it back into the envelope and moved on to the
next one, postmarked all the way from Xing. It could only belong to one of two
people, and he had a feeling it was from his brother. Ed opened it up and
pulled out a single sheet of fine parchment. On it was a short recount of Al's
mishap filled adventure, a short plan of action concerning the resources to
visit for the alkahestry research, and a little note of thanks. 'Also, thanks
for making me take that tin with me, I had no idea I would need it as soon as I
arrived. One question though- can you send me some more? The girl is
insatiable! Until next time, Alphonse'
Ed's mouth hung open in shock. Not only was Al taller than him, not only was Al
still able to perform alchemy, not only was Al the 'sweet one', he was also now
the 'not-virgin' one! At first, anger raged through him. Then he thought of how
much Al missed Mei, and how much he talked about her, especially on nights when
Winry was in Rush Valley and the two of them would sit up on the roof looking
at the stars and feeling lonely. Ed sighed. The kid deserved it. He'd been
through enough, and Ed was genuinely happy for him, for them. He stuffed the
letter and the envelope in his pocket along with the letter Winry had sent him,
and he shuffled down the street to the general store and bought another tin and
had them wrap it up. He scribbled out a quick note, 'Al, congratulations on
your recent milestone. You'll have to tell me what these feel like; me and
Winry don't use them. –Ed'
Ed chuckled to himself as he walked back to the post office. What little
brother didn't know wouldn't hurt him.
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