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The whistle of the train signaled that they were close to their stop, waking both Winry and Edward from their sleep. It had been a days-long trip to get to Xing from Amestris, thanks to the new railway that had been installed between the two countries, but as they woke and shook the sleep from their bodies, they couldn’t help but to grin in excitement. It had been forever since they had seen Ling, and they had missed their friend, much to the denial of Edward.
As the train pulled into the station and the couple gathered their belongings, they heard a commotion outside. The other passengers seemed to ignore the sounds of cheering, so they chose to ignore it themselves. That was, until they stepped off the train and realized the cheering was for them. One of the members of the crowd pointed at them, and all eyes and attention were turned to them.
“Welcome to Xing!” the voices cried out, ribbons and rice being thrown in their direction like confetti. Winry felt her face heating up from the attention, not used to such extravagance. Edward, for the most part, seemed unfazed by the welcome party, but Winry could see the embarrassment flushing his face underneath his tough exterior.
“Is all of this really necessary, Ling?” Edward asked as they made their way off the train and to the beginning of the caravan that was their welcome party.
“Of course it is, my friend!” he announced, arms spread wide in greeting before pulling Winry in for a soft hug, a small kiss placed against her cheek causing her to blush, and not just from the heat.
“I think you’re just showing off because you have too much time on your hands.” Edward griped, putting their suitcase down so he could pull Ling into a hug of his own.
“One can never have too much time on their hands when they’re running a country, Edward.” Ling led them to a horse-drawn carriage, one of his assistants taking their bags as they entered the vehicle.
“We really do appreciate this vacation, Ling. It’s not every day that we get to go to Xing.” Winry said, settling down in her seat.
“Of course, Winry. I hope you will find your stay here relaxing and fun. There are many tourist attractions, and I can definitely recommend the hot springs. They are unlike anything you've ever experienced before in your life.”
“Speaking of experiences, how’s the search for a wife coming along, Ling?” Edward teased, elbowing the raven-haired man playfully as he himself sat down. The smile in return did not reach his eyes, however, especially when the golden-haired man and his wife took in the absence of Lan Fan from his side. “Where’s Lan Fan?”
“I’m far too busy for trivial things such as finding a wife. And as for Lan Fan, she’s busy now with training to serve all of the clans in Xing.” There was a slight grit to his teeth as he spoke, and Winry could tell they were close to hitting a nerve if this conversation kept its trajectory.
“I know I am beat from the travels today. Would it be okay if we relaxed and then met with you again for dinner tonight?” Winry asked, trying to tactfully change the subject, which Edward was more than thankful for.
“Of course, Winry!” Ling brightened. “I hope you will accommodate to the commodities here—we don’t have traditional Western mattresses, but I think what we have will suffice. As for food, we will have a seven-course feast to signify your arrival in Xing, so bring your appetites tonight.” Ling became more animated as he talked, and it seemed that everything was almost back to normal. But there was still that nagging feeling at the back of Winry’s head that things weren’t as they seemed.
~~~
“Do you think Ling was acting weird today?” Winry asked Edward as they worked on unpacking their belongings for their stay.
“A bit, but Ling is weird in general. So I try to not take what he says to heart too much,” Edward reasoned as he bit into a pear that was left on their table, enjoying the juicy fruit.
“I mean about the Lan Fan comment. I wonder if he’s lonely.” Winry could only imagine—he was born and raised to become the Emperor, and his only companion is now taken from him because of duties to the family. It had to be a lonely life.
“I think that if he is, he will let us know eventually. It’s not any of our business, Win. We should enjoy the moment that we have. This is an all-expense paid trip on the Emperor’s dime, and we have no idea when we will get this opportunity again.”
“You’re right,” Winry sighed, turning her attention back to unpacking. She had just unpacked the last of her shirts when an envelope fell to the floor, Paninya’s distinct scrawl adorning the parchment. She grinned as she took in the words of encouragement that Pan left them, and the well wishes that they enjoy their trip. There were two photos wedged in the envelope too—the first was one of Winry’s favorites; the three of them at Rockbell Automail smiling at the camera as they were in various states of work.
The other picture, however, was one that Winry forgot even existed, and caused her face to flame just looking at it. Sultry smirks were crossing Winry and Paninya’s faces, their skin glistening in come as Edward’s dick stood proudly between the two women. Winry remembered snapping that photo after their last escapade in the bedroom, and Pan wanted them to “remember her” by this photo as they went on their late honeymoon to Xing.
“That was certainly a fun time,” Edward murmured in her ear, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close.
“It really was. I hope Pan is doing well.” More scribbles caught her eye, and she flipped the photo to see the words ‘have fun with others too’ scrawled upon the back. The couple looked over the words, a plan starting to form in their minds momentarily before the heat of the memories became too much to bear, the couple falling to their pillows and getting lost in the feeling of one another.
~~~
The next few days for the Rockbell-Elrics were those of pure bliss for the couple. Being able to visit the Capitol to explore the culture and engage in tourist activities such as waterfall hikes was something that Winry had only ever dreamed of being able to do. And Edward followed along with her on her every whim, especially enjoying the part where they purchased traditional Xingese clothing. Seeing Winry draped in those luxurious fabrics was something from his wet dreams.
They also got a pleasant surprise by seeing Al and Mei at lunch. It was great to see the younger alchemist and his girlfriend, especially since it had been a few months since they had last had contact with Al. His studies had been going well, and Edward swore he could hear wedding bells in the distance, no matter how much his younger brother denied the sentiment.
Of course, what had been the most fun for the couple had been the many opportunities they had to have sex with one another. It was like every time they turned around, they were unable to keep their hands off one another. Edward wondered if there was an aphrodisiac of some sort filling the air of the palace, but he didn’t question it. They had most definitely broken in their room, that was for sure.
The most adventurous place they had sex at so far was at the palace. The couple was taking Paninya’s words of pushing boundaries to heart, so when it came time for a sensual couple’s massage, they couldn’t help themselves.
“Are you sure about this, Win?” Edward asked with minimal hesitation in his own voice, the only thing preserving his modesty was his towel. He was sure if Winry didn’t consent to this, that they would find something else to do in the meantime.
“It’s all about trying new things, Edward.” Her smile solidified his resolve, and he dropped the towel, allowing himself to be bare for the masseuses. They both had two attending to their needs, rubbing their bodies down. And Edward would be lying if seeing the women rubbing against his wife wasn’t doing things for him.
“May we continue?” the meeker of the two attending to Winry asked, and she breathlessly nodded. Ling had warned them that massages at the palace had a tendency to be more ‘full service’ compared to what they were used to in Amestris.
Edward lost himself in the sensation of watching Winry’s massage turn from an innocent one to one where she was being fingered softly, the breathiest moans being coaxed from her throat while her breasts were played with by the other masseuse. Her body thrashed around against the table, voice climbing an octave as she came from skilled fingers alone.
And Edward, to his credit, made it through the rest of his massage without coming, but it was a close call. As soon as Winry sauntered over to the showers after the massage, Edward was hot on her trail, crowding her against the rocky wall and slipping his hard dick into her. It was fast and nasty, just what they needed at that moment. And as he came against her back, she whined, wishing that he would have filled her up instead.
~~~
Overall, the entire week had been heavenly. Each night, they found themselves in Ling’s company for dinner, each meal more extravagant than the last. But for as animated as he was, it was becoming glaringly apparent that Ling was more and more lonely as the days went on.
“And Lan Fan and I have this agreement that we won’t attempt a relationship, since duty to the clans comes first,” Ling admitted one night after a few too many glasses of wine. “Concubines only do so much, so I tend to just stick to myself.” Winry felt her heart constricting for the man, especially as he excused himself for the night.
“We need to do something for Ling. Seeing him this lonely is devastating.” Winry swirled her own glass of wine before downing it and joining Edward.
“Yeah, but what could we possibly do that would be of any benefit for him?” Edward asked, stroking her hair as they laid naked in their pillow bed.
“Maybe we take what Pan said to heart and bring him into the bedroom with us too,” she mused, a little worried about what he would say. She remembered his comment about gnawing his arm off again loud and clear. Edward seemed to mull this over, which was shocking for Winry.
“If you think it might cheer him up, it may be worth a shot,” Edward finally settled on, and Winry leaned up and kissed him deeply. “Besides,” he started, “it gives me just another opportunity to bag my beautiful wife. This time, with an audience.” She shoved him before lying down next to him again, the wheels in her head turning. How would they convince Ling to join them?
~~~
“I’d like to thank the two of you for the invitation,” Ling said as he settled himself into the scorching water. Edward was already seated in the water next to him, and Ling couldn’t help but to appreciate the sharp planes of the man’s body secretly. It had been another night of eating with the Rockbell-Elrics, and while Ling would normally excuse himself, he had been asked to join them in their private hot spring tonight. And with the looks the couple gave him, who was he to deny them?
“Of course, Ling. Winry said she would join us shortly.” There was a short pause before the former alchemist looked at him. “How have you really been lately? And don’t bullshit me, either.” Ling let out a long breath, the truth on the tip of his tongue. The golden-eyed stare broke him down, bit by bit, until he found himself looking at Edward again.
“Lonely, to be completely honest with you. When Greed left, there’s been this void inside me that just cannot be filled. Top that with Fu’s death, and Lan Fan fulfilling her clan duties? It’s just so suffocating, the loneliness. I didn’t realize that becoming Emperor would be this way.” Before either man could speak again, the door slid open and Winry entered the bathhouse in just a towel, her expression a mix of empathetic and a teasing smirk.
“Well, just maybe we can help fill this void of yours during our stay?” she asked as she let the towel drop to her feet, leaving her bare for Ling and Edward’s eyes to rove over her naked form. And what a body she had. He felt himself gulping as she sauntered forward confidently, entering the water with a small moan, before seating herself next to Ling, breasts pressed against his arm. Edward moved to sit on the other side of Winry, and even though he was on the outside, he felt that he was caged between the lovers.
He could feel himself becoming hard, and he knew that the two could see as well. How could he not? He knew an invitation when he heard one, and it was no secret that he thought both of them were gorgeous. He had harbored unrequited feelings for the both of them since his time in Amestris, so long ago. So now that they were offering themselves on a silver platter, who would he be to deny himself the pleasure of enjoying them? However, he had to be sure that this wouldn’t lead to disaster, if he were to indulge.
“I’m flattered, you two. But are you sure this is something you really want? I don’t ever remember the two of you being this open in your relationship.”
“That’s been two years, Ling. Things can change,” Edward teased.
“Besides, lately we’ve been exploring ourselves and our boundaries with Paninya. Which has shown us that we are more comfortable with more than we ever thought. And we are willing to try that out with you too,” Winry explained, rubbing her hand up and down his arm, which sent shivers down his spine.
“I shall not question why you chose me out of everyone you could have, but I know an invitation when I see one, and I am willing to take you both up on this offer.” A smile was exchanged between the three, the tension in the room tangible. It was Winry who moved first, maneuvering herself so she was sitting on the edge of the hot spring, legs spread wide open.
“Well come on, Emperor,” she purred, crooking her finger in a come hither motion, and Ling couldn’t help but to follow the siren song that was the blonde. He moved between her legs, spreading them farther apart before leaning in to take the first taste of his friend. And she tasted divine—Edward sure was a lucky man to have such beauty all to himself.
As for Edward, he moved to sit beside Winry on the edge of the spring, his hands roughly playing with her breasts, which caused moans to escape her. As Ling slung her legs over his shoulders to pull her closer to him, his tongue tracing his name into her folds, he could hear the dirty promises that Edward was telling her, which in turn made him hard as well as she was wet.
“That’s right baby. Take me, suck me until you can’t do anything but think of this cock in your mouth,” Edward groaned, feeding his length into her mouth, which she happily took. Ling was envious of Edward at that moment, but knew he would get his own turn to see what type of magic that mouth could make, so he instead focused on bringing Winry to the brink of pleasure.
He turned his efforts toward her clit, suckling the nub while his fingers joined in the party, crooking his fingers just right to where she gasped and moaned around Edward’s dick. Watching her bob her head up and down on Edward made him even harder, if that was at all possible, and he realized he would have to re-evaluate some of his life choices later on about what concubines he took to bed with him. But for now, he focused on how Winry was clenching around his fingers, her hips swiveling in circles as she chased for him to hit that spot inside her again and again. She couldn’t focus on sucking Edward off anymore, her hand replacing her mouth while Edward’s hands roughly played with her breasts.
“L-Ling! Ah!” Winry cried out as she came, her juices coating his hand and mouth. A sly smile crossed the Emperor’s face, a misplaced smug feeling stirring in his chest at the reality that it was him who made the gorgeous blonde come, not her husband. But he shook that thought away. He was not going to make this into a competition, though it would be funny to rile Ed up like that.
As Winry came down from her high, she slid back into the hot spring, panting. Edward was still perched on the edge of the hot spring, cock fisted in his hand, stroking it leisurely. Ling found himself drawn to the former alchemist’s side, pulling himself out of the hot spring and onto the ledge next to him, his own cock aching.
“Right where I want my boys,” Winry smirked, turning around and giving them both a sultry smile. Ling quirked an eyebrow at her, and Edward huffed out a small chuckle, apparently used to antics like this from his wife.
“Whatcha gonna do about it, babe?” Edward asked, licking his lips in anticipation.
“You’ll see. Both of you, hands by your sides,” she commanded, and wherever she was going with this, Ling was ready to find out. She knelt between the two of them, eyes roving over their stiff cocks, and Ling secretly hoped that whatever she had planned, she would start with him. Instead, both of her hands shot out, gripping them firmly enough to draw moans out of both men. The droplets of water that were left on her hands provided enough lubrication that the glide was delicious as she started to work her wrists.
Ling was seeing stars from her hands alone—they were petite, yet lightly calloused from her work at the Automail shop, and they felt like heaven against his throbbing dick. His eyes immediately clamped shut and a curse left him the moment her mouth joined the fray, the wet warmth encasing him. She took him to the hilt, which was impressive since he was well-endowed, and he had to fight the base instinct in him to thrust into her mouth without abandon.
He had to fight back the whimper that wanted to escape him as she removed her mouth, her hand replacing it as she turned to Edward, taking him into her mouth. He groaned loudly, and Ling could see him fighting the urge to bury his hands in her hair, with the way his forearms were twitching at his sides. And Ling could respect that; he understood the sentiment, for sure.
And Winry, the little minx, had a smile on her face when she pulled off of Edward’s cock, grinning up at both men as she jerked both men off. Ling felt himself being brought closer and closer to the edge as she took turns sucking them both off. Ling clenched his jaw, trying his damnedest to not give into the pleasure, and from out of the corner of his eye, he saw Edward doing the same.
A guttural moan left his body the moment Winry’s mouth surrounded him again, and he knew that this would be it. The pace felt weird this time, and as he cracked his eyes open—when did they even close—he saw that Edward had broken the no-contact rule and had his fingers entwined in her hair, pushing her head at a brutal pace that was making the Emperor see stars. Curse the Rockbell-Elrics and their combined sexual appeal. Winry looked at him from under pillowy lashes, and as she licked the vein on the underside of his cock, he knew he was done for. Before he could come, however, she clamped her hand around his aching dick, stifling the release and removing him from her mouth. And Edward looked like he was in a similar situation, if the grimace on his face was anything to go off of.
“What did I say about touching?” Winry pouted at Edward, batting his hand away from her hair and standing up.
“Sorry babe, you just looked so delectable like that.” Her sharp glare silenced anything else that he was going to say, before she shrugged her shoulders and sighed.
“I guess it can’t be helped,” she chuckled, bending down to grab her long-discarded towel and wrap it around her lithe body once again. “Well boys, will you be joining me?” she asked over her shoulder as she sauntered away, leaving the two men gaping at one another. Did she just edge them and think she could get away with it like there was nothing wrong?
Both men scrambled to get out of the hot spring, and if there was some playful shoving toward one another so they could be the first to get to Winry, that was a secret both men were prepared to take to the grave. They were hot on her heels, their own towels and modestly left to the wind as they trailed after her.
When they reached the bedroom, they both stopped short in the doorway, gulping at the sight of her splayed out across the ornate cushions on the floor that filled in for a bed during their stay in Xing. One hand was manipulating her breasts, and the other was trailing down between her legs, dipping her fingers in and out of her folds while soft moans filled the air.
“Fuck,” Ling cursed, grabbing onto the door frame for support. How did Edward manage to have this beauty all to himself, day in, day out?
“Fuck is right,” Edward murmured, his hand wrapping around his cock and stroking it as he watched his wife pleasure herself with rapt attention. His wife, whose bleary eyes now zoned in on the fact that both men were in the room, and neither were touching her.
“If one of you doesn’t get over here and fuck me within an inch of my life now, I can and will kick you both out and will finish myself off while you have to listen on.” The threat was not one to be trifled with, especially with the scorching gaze she gave the two men.
“Why don’t you get this show started, Ling?” Edward teased, pushing the Emperor toward the blonde bombshell, which was enough to bewilder Ling, but get his ass in gear. If Edward was content with letting him take the reins for a while, then far be it for him to deny his dear friend.
“Whatever you say, friend,” Ling snickered as he made his way over to the cocoon of pillows, lowering himself down to be able to crawl over Winry. He grasped the hand that was playing with her pretty pussy, pulling it away and over her head as he got himself settled over her, his weight he was hoping was comfortable against her. Her big blue eyes blinked up at him, seeing right through all the insecurities and loneliness that was stirring up within him. She always did have a way of disarming someone with that stare of hers.
“It will be okay, Ling,” she whispered before leaning up and capturing his mouth in a kiss, which surprised him. In all the experiences he had, he had never kissed any of his concubines. So, to be kissing his best friend’s wife was definitely on the list of things he never intended to have happen. Thankfully, it didn’t seem that Edward minded, from the glimpse of him that he caught out of the corner of his eye. If anything, it seemed the other man was more relaxed, as he settled down on the floor to watch.
Ling felt himself kissing Winry back while her arms wrapped around his shoulders and legs widened to allow him to rock against her, his body starting to succumb to the siren song that was the beautiful blonde’s body opening for him. This was the part of the song and dance that he was familiar with—a willing body aching for him. And he could say with certainty this time that the feeling was mutual.
Since Winry had been such a tease earlier in the night, it was time for him to get some revenge, be believed. He maneuvered so he was just out of reach of her, starting at her feet and caressing his way up her body, leaving kisses and other laving marks on her skin that may or may not make Edward jealous. And, he could also say that seeing her breasts from this angle was something that Ling will dream of for hours and days to come.
“Aren’t they beautiful?” Edward called from across the room, a sly smirk on his face. “Just wait until you feel them wrapped around your cock. Best time ever, I swear to you.”
“Oh yeah? Is that something the miss would be willing to let me experience?” he asked down at Winry with a smirk, and she grinned at him, before pressing her breasts together, creating a cavern that Ling was aching to fill. He straddled her chest, eyes rolling back in his head at the silky smooth expanse pulling at his aching member. Edward was right—her breasts were the best time ever. What a lucky bastard to get to feel this all the time.
“Already wearing down, Emperor?” Winry purred while groping her chest, causing friction to surround him and make him see stars. He bit back a low growl, instead focusing on chasing his release for the moment rather than give into her taunts and teasing. And normally where being called Emperor would leave a sour taste in his mouth, he found it endearing coming from the blonde mechanic.
“You. Wish.” he finally grunted out, stopping abruptly so he did not finish on her chest, as much as his heart, mind, and soul craved for that to happen. He could sense her surprise, which made him give her the cheekiest of grins that he could muster at the moment.
Ling gripped himself and rubbed against her clit once, twice, three times to tease her before angling his body just right and sliding into Winry’s wet and aching pussy. Her back arched and she cried out for him, which made him feel smug, and he started a light pace to get her used to the feeling of being filled up by him and not her husband.
Speaking of her husband—Edward looked thoroughly ravished sitting on the opulent pillows, his fist stroking his cock in time with the thrusts that Ling made. His hair framed his face, a light blush turning his skin more pink than tanned. Low groans were escaping him, and Ling feared that he would finish before the two of them got to finish having their fun with Winry.
“Didn’t think that the former Fullmetal Alchemist would be content with being no-more than a side-piece to his wife’s love life,” Ling teased, and he saw a defiant spark register in his eyes.
“Who said I was a side-piece, eh?” he fired back, maneuvering so he was crawling toward the couple fucking on the floor. Ling had Winry in almost complete submission, her body bouncing as he thrusted in and out of her, small babbles the only words she could make at the moment.
“My apologies, you just seemed like you’d rather sit back and watch than get a part of this action.” The heat between the two men was just for show, both ready to rear their heads to get a rise out of the other. Before either could say anything else, Winry’s hands shot out and grabbed their wrists, effectively putting an end to their banter for the moment.
“M-more,” she muttered, and they exchanged glances. What more could they do for her?
“What can we do for you, baby?” Edward asked, and Ling just watched on in a sort of fugue-state. He had never seen either of them look this vulnerable, so it almost felt like an invasion of privacy to be on the receiving end of these soft glances.
“I don’t care. I just need you both.” The whine that left her sent shocks up and down his spine, causing the both of them to move into action. Ling slipped out of Winry, mourning the loss of contact with her, but knowing that it would be just temporary. As Edward positioned her on her knees and slid into her effortlessly from behind, Ling fed himself into her mouth, loving the feeling of her tongue tracing the vein on his dick once again.
He felt like he was becoming addicted to the feeling that was Winry, which was dangerous, but as long as they were willing to share, he would not look that gift horse in the mouth. Both men thrusted into her, taking turns to see who would go first, until they had a rhythm that worked well for the trio. Into her mouth, pull out of her, into her, out of her mouth. They were a well-oiled machine, so much so that Edward and Ling couldn’t help but to snicker and fist-bump over Winry’s head.
“It’s much better when we are focusing on her pleasure than our own.” Ling could admit that, and was glad to see that Edward agreed, laughing as their thrusts picked up pace. Winry looked like she was barely hanging on, fingers clenched in the pillows while the force of each thrust caused her breasts to sway.
“You know, there was something that we always wanted to try,” Edward started, hand gripping Winry’s waist posessively, “but I’m not sure if you would be up for it or not.”
“Try me, Fullmetal,” Ling teased, gently carding his fingers through blonde strands. He was sure the juxtaposition between soft and teasing touches from him and hard, firm movements from Edward were driving Winry mad with desire. Edward regarded him once more before a crazed grin took over his face.
“Let’s fuck her at the same time.”
“Is that not what we’re already doing?” Ling was confused—his friend could be so dramatic. The deadpan stare he got in return was enough to get the gears moving and oh . “You mean double penetration?”
“Yeah. Think you can handle it, Loverboy?”
“Do you?” he grinned, sliding out of Winry’s mouth and loving the pool of spit that dripped down from her now slack jaw. Ling slid up next to Edward, interested to see how this would transpire. Edward was still seated inside her, sliding into her from behind. Ling knelt in front of Winry, who was pliant as Edward lifted her, rubbing her against him until the tip of Ling’s dick caught against her hole.
A keening whine tore from her as Ling slowly slid into her, stretching her further than she had ever been before. Her hands scrambled for purchase against his shoulders, light scratches forming on the pale skin. It was weird being inside Winry like this, with Edward so close to him as well. As Ling would pull back, Edward would thrust forward, a small rhythm forming as they got used to the close proximity.
“You’re taking us so well, gorgeous,” Edward murmured in Winry’s ear before nipping at the skin below, a dark red mark forming. It was all Ling could do to follow the motions, hands tracing patterns on her overheated skin while his mouth seared promises in her flesh that he could not otherwise say aloud.
Their thrusts became more erratic, and Ling’s hand snuck between them to rub circles on Winry’s clit, wanting to bring her to the brink of pleasure along with them. Which, from the sound that she made and the way her body locked up, was the right decision. He could feel her legs quaking against them, her hips moving in circles as she chased the high that she was on the precipice of.
“E-Ed! Ling!” she cried out as her back went taut, the proverbial spring snapping inside her and bringing her to the sweet release that she craved. Ling cursed loudly, pulling out of her and stroked himself to completion, painting her stomach white with his own release. Edward, on the other hand, continued to piston into her until he came himself, filling her up until he spilled over, his release dripping out of her in rivulets.
It was like a switch in them had been flipped with how the heavy exhaustion filled their bones, causing them all to collapse into a pile on the pillows, their panting the only sounds that reverberated through the room, a sharp contrast to the feral sounds of fucking that happened just moments before.
“You did amazing,” Edward praised Winry as he stroked her hair, and Ling felt a weird awkwardness settling over him as he witnessed the intimate moment. But before he could get too wrapped up in his head, hands shot out and pulled him into her chest, her own hands running through his loose tresses.
“You didn’t do so bad yourself either, Emperor,” Winry teased, and the awkwardness melted away. This was Winry and Edward—his friends. Even as unconventional as their friendship would now be considered, he didn’t have anything to worry about with them.
“I do want to thank you both for helping me out and helping clear my mind of my duties,” Ling whispered, his voice hoarse from their activities.
“Any time, Ling. And we mean that,” Winry assured, stretching her spine out as she sat up.
“Perhaps we should head back to the bath to clean up,” Ling laughed as he took in the cooling spend on Winry.
“You just want to get us going again,” Edward laughed as he followed suit, standing and picking up Winry since her legs were wobbly.
“And mayhaps I am. Besides, what am I supposed to do if I get lonely again while you are on your vacation here?” The couple rolled their eyes at his attempt at subtlety, laughing as they all entered the bath, this time to enjoy the nice steam rather than to rile one another up.
“Maybe we would let you join again,” Edward challenged. Ling just hummed in contentment, allowing himself to sink into the heat. Who would have thought that a simple invitation to Xing would change his life for the better. He knew tomorrow that his duties would return, but for this brief moment of bliss, he was not Emperor Ling—he was just Ling. And that was something he could appreciate.
~~~
It was another scorching day in Rush Valley, and Paninya was ready for the sun to set. Pan was sucking on some ice when the mail delivery came, the postman handing her a letter that was addressed from Xing.
“Oh nice! About time I hear from them,” she laughed, ripping the envelope open and getting herself situated to see what her best friend decided was juicy enough to share with her. Reading about all of the touristy things was nice, but definitely not the sordid details that Paninya was hoping for. She did have to appreciate that it seemed like they discovered some new kinks while they were there, if her details about the silk robes were anything to go by.
She had just finished reading the letter when she noticed that there had been a photo that had fallen out. She gripped it and saw Winry’s looping handwriting on the back.
‘We took your encouragement to heart and had a great time.’ XO, Winry and Edward.
As she flipped the photo over, a smirk took over her face. Winry was bound together by silken scarves—she knew that kink was unlocked—and Edward and Ling were on either side of her, their dicks hard and proud, small droplets of cum leaking out on her breasts. Both men had crazed grins on their faces, and she felt herself fanning her face. What she wouldn’t give to join them next time. Needless to say, she was very happy for her friends. And proud of them. Maybe next time there would be an opportunity for her to join in on the fun.