Al felt rough fingers brush against his hand. Every time he walked past Ed, Mr. After all, he was a large, walking tin-can…. Winry simply blushed in response as she stared at the bulge protruding from his pants. With a small scowl, she folded her arms over her chest, but continued to watch as Ed moved with purposeful rhythm, each blow reducing large blocks of seasoned wood to kindling.
Matters of the Heart
With you being the only other person? He found himself smiling shyly as he brought up his hands to pry the girl's arms off of him.