EdWin Smut Week 2018- Day 3 Mom-Dad Time/Alone Time
Fantasy CafĂ©- âI missed your taste.â @random-rave
It was supposed to be a vacation for the Elric brothers and their families, though by the end of the second day, Winry was so over Universal Studioâs Orlando she was dreading tomorrowâs final trip to the park, and while Ed loved the park, he was exhausted from chasing after their two kids. Â They werenât naughty, more like high energy and with all the sights and attractions, rides and sugar filled confections to pump them up, it was a never-ending of oohâs, aahâs, letâs try that ride, I wanna see that one, can we get that, that looks like fun!
âDad, Iâm hungry,â 9-year-old Leon stands next to his parentâs bed, whining
âMe too,â chimes in 7-year-old Nina. Â
âYou just ate less than an hour ago,â Ed yanks the pillow from beneath his head and covers his face.
âKids,â Winry sits up, âweâre going to a restaurant for dinner in an hour, so you can wait till then.â Rustling her sons hair, âlet your dad take a nap till we leave okay?â
âOkay,â they both pout.
âThank you, now go play with your Game Boyâs or something.â
Leon laughs, âitâs called a Switch mom.â
âWhatever,â waving her hand, âNintendo is Nintendo, now go.â
After the children climb back onto their bed, and hunker down with headphones and systems, Winry flops back next to her husband with a sigh, âI need a vacation after this vacationâŠâ
That night at dinner, they all settle in at a family restaurant talking about how their days went. Al and Mei had opted to check out Sea World, so they delighted the kids with stories of all the animals and the kids told their aunt and uncle all about the cool rides they went on and how excited they were to go again tomorrow. Â But if there was one thing Al could see plain as day on his brother and sister-in-lawâs faces was the dread the next day might bring.
âTell you what Leon and Nina, how about aunty Mei and I take you guys to the park instead of your parents,â smiling, âwe want to see it too.â
âNo, Al,â Winry interjects, âwe wouldnât want to trouble youâŠâ
âNot at all,â Mei puts her hand on her sister-in-lawâs shoulder, âyou guys take some time for yourself since itâs our last day here.â
âAre you sure Al, Mei,â Ed also asks
âIâd love to hang out with my niece and nephew, if itâs okay with you two?â
Winry and Ed exchange a look, âthanks Al, Mei, but if anything happens just call and weâll rush over to the park.â
Al nods then turns his attention back to the kids, âsounds good to you guys?â
âHell yeah!â Leon pumps his fist in the air, âI like hanging out with you!â
âMe too,â chimes in Nina.
âItâs settled then, weâll come grab you at the room around 8amâŠâ
With a final wave at her retreating family down the hotel corridor, Winry locks up and crawls back into bed with her husband whoâs still sound asleep.  Alâs last remarks of Iâll text you when we leave the park still fresh in her mind.  âRemember,â he had made sure Winry was paying attention, âIâll text you so make sure your ringer is on, just in case.â  Just in case, she chuckles in her head and looks over at Ed, âsure, if he doesnât sleep all day.â  Hell, she wanted to sleep all day but squandering this precious alone time would be a total waste. Â
But she didnât really have the energy to do anything or go anywhere specific. Â Grabbing the hotels attractions book, she thumbs through looking at what was offered. Â âRestaurants, pool, game room, spa, hmm, a spa treatment might be nice, and look a coupleâs session.â Tapping her chin, question is would Ed agree to said âgirlyâ option? Â âToo bad, Iâm gonna book it!â Winry calls and books a coupleâs massage session in a couple hours, thatâs plenty of time to get ready and wake her husband up.
âI canât believe youâre gonna make me do this Win.â
âOh, stop Edward, trust me you are gonna thank me at the end.â
âThen donât complain when I have an embarrassing pitch tent from some strange woman touching me.â
âAs long as you use whatâs under that tent on me in our room later,â she grins, âI wonât.â
âUgh!â Ed gasps, âyou just went there!â
The session lasted 45 minutes and while Ed hated to admit it, the spa treatment and lomi lomi style massage was awesome, though he fell asleep a couple of times, and Winry looked just as refreshed as he did.  In no hurry to go back to their room, the couple walks around the gift shop area for last minute souvenirs and eat lunch at one of the poolside cafés of the hotel. Hand in hand, through pathways lined with tropical foliage they walk off their lunch.  It was so rare for them to slow down and enjoy their surroundings or each other anymore, but time is ticking down and by 1pm, they decide to head back to their room for a different kind of alone time.
Clothes start to fly the second the door slams behind them, a shirt here, a skirt there, shoes flown somewhere near the bathroom but neither cared in the moment. Â As parents of two young children time was a luxury they couldnât afford anymore. Â âGah, when was the last time we did this?â Ed mumbles trying to yank the pants off his legs.
â2 months,â reaching for the clasp of her bra, âgive or take 10 days, and probably a few hours.â
âShit, you donât forget, huh?â dropping his boxers.
âNope,â she grins and tosses her husband the bra while she shimmies out of her panties.
âWell then get over here!â he grabs her wrist and yanks her to him, taking them both down at the same time onto the bed. Â Winry lands with a giggle, half on half off, before he rolls to pin her beneath him and prompts her higher to reach the pillows.
Edward takes charge, smothering her mouth with open kisses, sucking on her tongue and clashing with his own for dominance. Â Their hands groping randomly at each otherâs bodies, threading through hair, kneading breasts, while gnashing skin against skin, and legs tangling. Â It was fast and furious domestic kama sutra barely leaving any room to breathe.
But soon Edward trails his lips along a pathway down his wifeâs body heading south.  If this could be the last time in another few months then he wanted to make sure her needs were left so satiated, it could alleviate the time lapse⊠or backfire and make her crave more.  Either way, his mouth salivated at the idea of tasting Winryâs essence again.  Too bad Winry had a different take on the situation. Â
She stops him at her navel and pulls him back up, kissing him roughly before flipping him onto his back when he least expected it. Â âWinry?â Her smirk brings goosebumps to his arms as he watches her rise to her knees, turn around, and sink back over his body to assume the 69 position. Â âWin.. ah shit!â his head lolls back as she sucks his cock into her mouth, rolling her tongue around the head, then repeating the process.
Not to be undone, he pulls her pelvis back while lifting his head to swipe his tongue over her pussy. Her legs clench against his head with an involuntary reaction, but it doesnât stop him.  Moaning, âDamn, how I missed,â sucking and licking her clit, âyour tasteâŠâ her juices flow, scent enveloping his nostrils like an aphrodisiac making him dive head-long into the insanity. Ed slips a finger, then two into her entrance.
The harder and faster she sucks, the stronger but sloppier his spears and licks become. Â Winry just knew him too damn well, scratch that, her fucking tongue knew his dick too damn well! Â Putting pressure in just the right areas, focusing on the most sensitive nerve bundles, or even using the underside of her tongue to tap his head and mimic deep throating, she had the art of his dick down to a science.
Itâs too soon to blow now and if he doesnât stop her, that would be about 2 seconds into the future. Ed musters the last shred of sanity and pushes her off, ânot yet Winry,â crawling back over her, âwe got some time to kill.â
She pouts, a bit annoyed that he didnât let her finish, but it was true, it would suck if they had to wait for him to recharge. Â âBut I wanna be on top first,â running her finger down his chest.
âOkay,â chuckling and switching places with his wife. Â Ed places his arms behind his head, âride me baby!â
âYouâre such a dork!â settling over his dick, rubbing it a few times against her folds to lubricate the shaft. Â She adjusts her hips slightly, and wiggles just to tease, before sinking down and spearing herself with a cocky grin plastered to her face. Â Edâs narrowed eyes quickly slam shut upon impact, wiping the former smirk right off and twisting it into a goofier expression.
Her hips are relentless, abs flex and tighten, propelling her pelvis to grind against him. Â Her legs, like springs providing additional support in driving her husband out of his senses. Â Deliberate thrusts, whetted skin to skin contact heats up without mercy, so much so even Winry is struggling to keep her reactions in check for as much as she enjoys it, watching her husband sink into orgasmic heaven is a sinful delight.
His face contorts further, and body starts to writhe, bucking, not bucking, like his brain and muscles are fighting against each other on what they desire most.  Winry places her hands on his chest, using the weight of her body to try and hold him down.  Heâs at the tipping point and thatâs exactly where she wants him to be. âThe rides not over yet, baby.â Her tone laced with a hint of sarcasm and pride.  âBut soonâŠâ
âWinâŠâ head tipping back, his hands, find her thighs and grip on to try and stop her but theyâre losing strength. Â
She arches her back, hands leaving his chest but nails raking down until they settle at his waist, and with her head tilted to the ceiling speeds up, rocking with all sheâs got. Fuck sheâs gotta make him cum now or she wonât last either. Â Too much friction, heat coiling at the pit of her stomach, she slams against his dick, almost bouncing by this point until she feels the unmistakable shudder.
With his muscles contracting, he bucks his hips to meet her thrusts, twice, when the pressure gives way and he can no longer hold back the flow.  A higher than normal octave spills from his throat mixing with his wifeâs alto timbre for a few second before slowly fading out.  Ed goes limp, sinking into the mattress while Winry, still feeling hypersensitive simply braces her upper body from falling over. Â
âWhat was the rush?â he opens one eye to check on his wife. Â âThey probably wonât be back till 4ish.â
âReally,â turning his head to see the clock next to the bed, âwow, time flew,â looking back to Winry, âdidnât seem like we were at this for over an hour.â
âYeah,â she finally sinks to lay on top of him. Â âTime always flies when youâre having fun.â
âClichĂ©,â embracing her with a chuckle and kissing her forehead, âbut true.â
Winry shift to a straddling position.  âMmm, as much as I donât want to move we should get cleaned up.â Â
âYeah,â propping himself up as well, âat least summer is almost over, and the kids will be back in school soon,â leaning forward to sweep a kiss upon her lips, âout of the house for a few hours every day.â
She giggles and kisses her husband back, âthe adults play timeâŠâ