Merry Christmas, everyone! I hope everyone enjoyed it, because you all have one more present coming from yours truly~ Special love goes out to my friends! You know who you are.
I feel I could have done better. I'm a bit rusty. Maybe I should write a few more lemons to get back into practice. But one thing's for sure: eating a candy cane while writing a lemon gives you really dirty images that never go away.

"What's the matter, Edward? You look a little angry," Envy mused, smiling at me from the foot of the bed as I crossed my arms and glared at him. I blew a lock of hair out of my eyes before answering.

"I don't know, let's see: first, you trick me by saying you want me to meet your grandfather; second, you kidnap me and take me to freaking Russia! And third, I'm so cold, I lost feeling in my toes! Why the hell is it so cold here?" I shivered. Envy saw that as a reason to move over right next to me and press his thin shirt against me so that I could feel his body heat and took it. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders, pulling me into his lap, legs crossed. I gave up at being mad at him and leaned against his chest, closing my eyes as his heart beat against my shoulder.

"If you're cold, I can fix that," he whispered, hot breath hitting against my ear. I shivered again. There were few charms that Envy could use against me to make me melt, and he knew just wich ones to use against me. He figured out soon enough that I liked him breathing heavily on the back of my neck. His grip tightened around my waist, and I melded against him.

Here's what had happened in the last two weeks: after Dante was arrested, she went through trials, was found guilty, and is now in a nice, damp prison cell for trying to jump and strangle a member of the jury in court. And then, after cramming for finals in hopes of getting good grades, Envy told me he would be spending Christmas with his relatives in Russia, and asked me if I'd see him off at the airport. After a few kisses (and gropings on Envy's part) I agreed, and was then formally kidnapped. I say formally, because as soon as his grandfather laid eyes on me, he hook my arm with his, tore me away from my boyfriend, and led me onto a plane where the rest of Envy's psycho-family jumped on before it took off. And now, Alphonse was mad because he would have to deal with the new "Mommy" along during the holidays.

"How long do you plan on keeping me here?" I asked, thinking of how my brother was really going to hand it to me when I returned. Envy seemed to actually give it thought, as if he didn't know when he was going to go back.

"Just until after New Years." He nuzzled into the back of my neck.

"And are you going to stay here?" I secretly hoped he wouldn't. I'd get bored back at the school if he left.

Envy snorted.

"And leave you defenseless to the dirty talons of those upperclassmen?" he replied with a sultry laugh. "Never! Of course I'm coming back with you."

" 'Defenseless'?"

He pulled me tighter to him. I leaned my cheek against his hair, taking in a deep breath. The room was very warm, the bed was soft, and I felt I could probably live happily in that room without ever having to move.

"Sure. If you can't fight back against me, how are you going to fight against the juniors? And those pesky seniors? How on earth could I leave you alone?" He bit my neck, making me gasp like a girl. I flushed at the noise that came from my throat.

"I-I can fight you off if I wanted to!" I argued, trying not to let Envy see the obvious blush on my cheeks. I regretted my argument instantly when he pulled completely away, laughing.

"Well then, how about now!" I didn't see him move, but I felt myself whirled around and slammed against the bed, hands held over my head submissively. I looked up, meeting violaceous eyes filled with light. Envy's face was centimeters away from mine, our noses touched, and he was grinning. I tried to struggle, but of course, he was stronger than I was. I glared at him, hoping to be intimidating, but he just laughed and kissed me. "See? What did I tell you? You're defenseless."

"Am I, Envy?" I asked with a smirk. As I was hoping, he cocked his brow and pulled away. I took that moment of hesitation to my advantage and managed to get the better of him. I put my knee between us and knocked him away, tackling him. I grabbed his wrists with both of my hands and held them out to his side, grinning with pride as he blinked, trying to process what had happened. Once he had figured out that I had gotten the best of him, he frowned.

"That was dirty," he said.

"So was getting me from behind! But you don't hear me complaining!" I laughed. Envy smirked. With lightening speed, he jerked his hand from mine and grabbed my shirt. I clenched my eyes shut, ready for him to throw me to the ground or throw me against the bed again. He pulled me towards him instead, crashing our lips together almost painfully. I didn't fight him off this time, grabbing his shirt tightly in my fingers.

And then the moment was ruined as someone knocked on the door. I pulled away and Envy groaned.

"What?" he called, pushing me off him. I growled.

"We're going out into town and wanted to know if you'd like to come with us," his grandfather, Wrath, opened the door. Envy stood up and stretched. I was still lying across the bed, arms folded underneath my head, looking back towards the old man upside down. He glanced at me and smiled.

"Nah, we're just going to hang out here. I'd prefer to spend my winter break not hassled by reporters." Envy placed his hands on his hips. "You guys on without us. We'll see you when you get back." And by us, he meant himself and me. Meaning that while his grandfather and brothers were out doing whatever, we would be the only two in the house. My heart nearly skipped a beat when I thought about it.

"All right. I'll see you both later. Are you sure you don't want to come, Edward?" Wrath turned toward me. He must have been speaking in English so I wouldn't get confused.

"I'll be fine," I replied, waving.

"All right. Well, I'll see you two later." Wrath waved and turned quickly, leaving the room. As soon as the door closed, I fell against the bed.

"Looks like it'll be just you and me tonight," I said, looking up as Envy popped his elbows. He smirked.

"Indeed, it will be." He came over and sat on the bed in front of me. I sat up and wrapped my arms around his neck, leaning against his broad shoulders. "So, what do you feel like doing? They'll be gone for awhile." He grabbed my wrist, pulling it to his mouth and kissing my palm.

"Anything you feel like doing," I said. "I really don't care."

"What if I feel like kissing you?" he asked.

"I don't care." I let my fingers touch his cheek.

"And if I want to hold you?" He turned and pulled me tightly against him. I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath, smelling something spicy and clean on him. His arms were strong, tight around me. If I wanted to get away from him (like I would), there was no way I could. As he had proved to me before, he was stronger.

"You're already holding me," I answered. He paused.

"I mean, hold you. You know..." He trailed off into silence. I pulled away and looked at him. His eyes were averted, towards the door. On his cheeks was a bright tint of blush. He ducked his head.

"Envy..."

"Y-You know what? Forget I said anything. It's not important. You don't have to answer...," he stammered nervously. I frowned. "It was stupid of me to ask."

"..." I pinched his cheek, pulling it so he was looking at me. He yelped and slapped my hand away, glaring and rubbing the red, throbbing area of his face. "Look at me if you're gonna ask something like that," I ordered. He seemed surprised, I think, because his brow rose slightly. There was an agonizing pause. He wasn't saying anything. "Well?"

" 'Well' what?" he replied, stilling looking at me with that surprised glance. I rolled my eyes.

"Dammit, Envy. If you're going to go as far as to ask something like that, look me in the eyes when you do," I scolded. He blushed.

"F-Fine," he replied. I thought his ears were going to turn red along with his face. "Could I hold you?"

I tried to fight back a laugh. His face was stark red. He looked like an apple. So, I compromised with smiling. He seemed to brighten up a bit.

"If you want to."

Envy hesitated. He seemed to be holding himself back from me. I leaned closer, placing my hand on his leg to keep from falling on my face. His flush darkened. And then, his eyes narrowed, set sternly at me. "I'm taking you seriously," he said.

"Good. You should take me seriously." I leaned closer so that he would feel my breath on his lips. "I'm waiting on you to make the first move, Envy. What's it going to be?" I cocked my head slightly, brushing my lips barely against his. He tensed.

I hated being the one to make the first move. It wasn't normally what I did. But, if that was what it was going to take to get Envy to take the initiative, well I was willing to do it. However, the shortened distance between us seemed to give him a bit of courage. His arms wound tightly around my waist, pulling me towards him. His hands felt up my thigh slowly, massaging me, making me shiver in anticipation. I hadn't ever felt anything like it, and my stomach curled inwards as he kissed me slowly. I put my hans on the back of his neck, tilting my head, trying to deepen the kiss as much as possible.

I didn't realize he had pushed me back until I felt the soft mattress against my back, the pillow against the back of my head, and Envy's weight pressing gingerly against me. The mattress sunk beneath us as Envy pulled away, using his elbows to hold himself up, and pressed his lips against my neck. My pulse beat against his lips as he kissed me, moving his lips in an erotic pattern over my neck. He parted his lips and licked my neck, hot breath stinging my skin. I gasped. Envy seemed pleased with the noise and pulled back before biting the skin teasingly. I couldn't stop myself from squirming, crying out as his bit down slightly harder. A small pain shot out from the side of my neck. Envy's tongue grazed up the area slowly.

His hand found its way up my shirt, moving with the dips of my torso. My shirt was pushed up to my shoulders, and I helped Envy quickly pull it off before he returned to kissing me, hands feeling themselves across my chest, remembering every tiny detail of me. I clenched his shirt tightly in my fists, tugging at it to try and get him to take it off. He pulled away for a moment, sitting on his knees as he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it randomly with mine on the floor. He held his hand in front of me. I laced my fingers with his as he bent back down to kiss me.

Envy 's fingers found their way to my jeans, slipping his thumb underneath the band of my underwear. He was serious about taking me. I knew he was serious, and I still felt nervous about it. He fumbled with the button of my jeans but managed to get it unhooked and undid the zipper, slipping my loose jeans off my hips. I arched as his hands slowly slid my jeans off, kissing my lips hotly, fingers lightly brushing my newly-exposed skin. It tingled as his fingertips slowly moved down my legs.

I clenched my eyes shut as he removed the last two pieces of clothing from me, leaving me entirely exposed. I could just feel his eyes looking over me, making sure not to miss seeing a square inch of my body. My face heated up. I was sure that I was blushing profusely. I could literally feel the heat rise to my cheeks. I was, well, pretty aroused. Really aroused. I was turned the hell on! And Envy was now aware of that.

"Open your eyes, Edward," I heard him whisper, feeling his lips moving against the skin beside my ear. "Don't be embarrassed."

I couldn't help it, honestly. Who wouldn't be embarrassed? We had been barely dating for a month, and here we were, in bed together! And I was the only one naked. Fuck.

Envy kissed me again, coaxing my lips apart as his tongue slowly slipped between my lips and twisted with mine. The coil moved again, and I thought I was going to be sick. But I forgot about the coil as Envy's thumb slowly raked over my cheek, feeling cool against my burning flush. He pulled away to breathe, licking my lips tauntingly. A moan erupted from my chest, surprising myself. But Envy didn't seem to mind. I opened my eyes as he moved away from me. He was back on his knees, shimmying out of his own pants. In the next moment, both of us were completely bare, pressing against each other, trying to remember every dip, curve, scar, and birthmark of the other's body. As my fingers raked his shoulders, I noticed a small, thin line of puckered skin, where signs of serious abuse were evident. I could feel more invisible scars as Envy's lips moved from my neck to my chest.

And from my chest to my hips.

And then he took me in his mouth, and I nearly screamed with pleasure. Technically, from the loud gasp that escaped my mouth, I did. I could feel every ounce of pleasure as he teased, stroked; everything was so sensitive. I grabbed at the sheets, fighting with myself to keep from yelling out. The coil in my stomach returned, fire hot against my guts. I bit my knuckle hard to keep from crying out, whimpering against my skin. Envy pressed harder, making his movements jerkier. He wanted me to scream. My knuckle throbbed from how hard my teeth were digging. I whimpered louder, trying not to moan. My finger was losing feeling. I pulled it from my mouth for only a second.

One second was enough for me to nearly cry in ecstasy. The coil seemed to get hotter before disappearing with a hot flash. My muscles ached. My chest hurt, and I felt tired. The finger I had bitten was throbbing painfully. I thought I had bitten through the skin and caused myself to bleed, but I forced myself to open my eyes. There was dark purple bite-marks over the sides of my index finger, and I thought I could literally see the skin swelling up.

Envy kissed my neck, chuckling against it. "You're so cute when you orgasm," he murmured against my jugular. "Your face is bright red, eyes shut so tightly..."

"S-Shut up," I stuttered, trying to keep from looking him in the eye. If I did, I'd start blushing again, and I'd feel too self-conscious.

Envy chuckled against my jugular and his fingers slowly moved against my scalp, easing my hair out of its ponytail so that it was lying around my head and ears freely. He kissed me again, wrapping me in pure bliss, and before I felt something pushing against me. And slowly, it moved in. I gasped and tensed, and Envy kissed my nose. He murmured something to me that I didn't understand. He kissed around my face softly; my cheeks, eyes, lips, anything he could to try and get me to relax. And whatever was inside of me had started to move in and out, thrusting steadily. The coil inside of me returned with a passion. I could feel it hot against my stomach.

"Ah!" I gasped loudly, arching harshly against Envy. He kissed my open mouth.

The object seemed to get bigger, moving quicker in me. I squirmed underneath him, fingers digging into his shoulders. I was glad I had clipped my nails. I would have left impressions in his skin that probably would have broken through and started bleeding. Envy groaned at the pain that probably had gone through his muscles.

Envy removed the object from my, er, entrance. He pulled away from me, raking his thumb carefully over my cheekbone. He looked down at me through misty, lust-filled eyes. I remembered that same look he had given me when he kissed me after I confronted him about Hughes's death. Back then, I was both flattered and scared. Now, I was just slightly scared. There were a few down-sides to being a virgin.

Exhibit A: pain.

Envy had moved himself in slowly, pain ripping through me. I clenched my eyes fighting back a pained whimper by biting my lip. Envy groaned as his hips met mine, and he bent down to kiss me.

"It's going to hurt for a while," he whispered to me. "Relax; it'll help against the pain."

I tried to take his advice. I took a deep breath, counted to ten, and managed to relax myself, despite the pain in my ass. Envy wrapped his arms around my waist, nuzzling his face into my neck. He pulled his hips back, moving out before jerking back in, making me gasp and cry out from both pain and pleasure. Something about the way he had moved made stars flash in my eyes, making the world disappear for a moment before it returned. I could feel Envy moving against me, trying to make this endurable for me.

"E-Envy," I moaned. "Th-There... again..." I gasped again, gripping his shoulders as he hit me again, stars dancing across my vision and blinding me. I could see Envy's striking eyes through them.

"This way?" he asked in a sultry tone, jerking back into me in the same way. I gasped again, moaning as my muscles tightened and heat coursed through my veins. My breathing became labored. I swallowed as he continued to move against me. His pace quickened. I couldn't stop myself from moaning and yelling, repeating his name over and over breathlessly. Envy kissed my neck, my shoulder, my cheek, my lips, anything he could, groaning with me. My name rolled from his lips beautifully. I loved the way he said it.

"A-ah... Ah... Envy..." I breathed deeply, that spicy scent from earlier mixed in with the smell of sweat and sex. The coil in my stomach was getting hotter again. I could feel it burning against my stomach again. But all I could think about was Envy, his body against mine. I couldn't process anything else. Sweat had made my skin slick and wet, and my hair was sticking to me like it was glued to my shoulders.

I gasped loudly, feeling the coil in my gut burst. Envy's body shuddered before he called my name loudly. I felt something hot shoot through me. He fell onto me as I gasped, breathing heavily. I closed my eyes, exhausted. I didn't want to move. Except that the sweat and seed was turning sticky. Gross.

Envy pulled himself off me, lying down beside me. His arm was over my waist possessively. His eyes were closed too, chest heaving up and down. He turned towards me and smiled. I grinned back to him.

"I need a shower," I told him. He laughed.

"Me too," he replied, rolling on his stomach and pushing himself up. "Want to shower together?" He waggled his eyebrows. I couldn't keep the grin off my face.

"Sure. Hey! Stop groping me!"