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Current Mood: anxious
Current Location: Temple

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When: Decemeber 24th
Rating: Pg-13 to NC-17
Characters: Greed

vampiregemini
Summary: Greed decides to have someone over for dinner, unfortunately his "date" intends to make HIM the main course.
Log:
Greed invited his new guest over the threshold of the temple entrance, leading him through the numerous hallways and finally into the main kitchen area. Greed often wondered why there were no monks or even cooks at the temple, because fresh food was always getting delivered.

"So," he said, surveying the empty kitchen, "What you ya' want? We have a good stock."

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He had to admit, he didn't like people touching that part of his neck, flinching when the man's tongue reached it. He covered it up, though, by starting to strip, glad he'd changed back into his Tokyo clothes (which had made him blend in a bit better than his traditional garb). His black, tight, stretchy shirt was easy to squirm out of, and he knew his matching pants would be just was easy. Not that he'd take those off yet; not yet.

Greed stopped partway down in his ministrations on the younger man's neck. Being this close up against someone made it easy to detect small changes in tension.

"Okay, so the neck is out of the question. Must be a vampire thing. Whatever." he thought, pulling his tongue back slightly.

He went lower, roughly kissing Kamui's chest as he helped remove the garments from his body. His left hand drifted down between them to unbuckle his belt and relieve some of the pressure building in his lower regions.

So the other had detected his discomfort? Odd, considering how clueless he seemed before. Maybe he was just more focused during sex? Not that Kamui cared, busying himself with slipping the other's belt from his waist entirely, snapping it with a smirk. He could have tried to restrain the man with it somehow, but... that probably wouldn't have gone over well; thus, he merely tossed it to the side, playing with Greed's fly teasingly.

He wasn't sure when or how it had happened, but Kamui'd become quite talented at teasing.

He placed a hand behind Kamui's neck and brought his head down to capture his lips again, probing his mouth gently with his tongue. He sucked hungrily at his lips and started to push forward, trying to lower the boy to the bed. He began to work at the other's complicated belt...but was a having some trouble.

"Shit! How the hell do I get this thing off?!" he though, growing closer to simply ripping the damned thing completely off. Greed was by no means used to doing intricate work, as most of his problems could be solved by smashing them really hard.

Kamui allowed himself to be pushed back, but only because the man having trouble with his belt was amusing the hell out of him. And there was no way Kamui was going to help him, either; it was enough for him to not laugh at the other, really. Instead, he propped himself up on his elbows, watching with a terrible little smirk.

Greed growled low in his throat, causing a vibration that rumbled through the entire bed. If he didn't know any better, he could swear that the boy found this amusing...

With in one smooth series of movements, Greed formed a shield over his hands, forming them into claws, then grabbed the belt and pants by the front and pulled, parting them and tearing them off Kamui's body.

He couldn't help but give a triumphant "Ha!" at finally removing the offending pants. The remnants were tossed into the same corner as Greed's jacket.

Kamui liked those pants, damn it! Granted, he had a few pairs, but still! For the principle of the thing, Kamui flipped them again, slowly sliding down Greed's fly before violently grabbing and ripping them off as well, claws extended to help. It was all in fair play, right?

And then it dawned on him that both of them were now naked. Damn, that was fast. And he took advantage of it, leaning down to lick at the other's cock slowly, teasingly again, looking right into the man's eyes as he did.

An electric spark ran up through Greed's body from the spot where Kamui's tongue touched him. He propped himself up by putting his arms behind him and looked down his body, into the eyes of the man teasing his cock.

He couldn't resist a small, involuntary thrust of his hips, causing his manhood to bump against the boy's cheek on accident.

The little bump didn't phase him in the least, taking that as a reason to drape one arm over the other's hips to hold them down. The other played with the member, steadying it as he swirled his tongue around the tip, lapping a little at the slit before stopping entirely. He wasn't going to make this entirely easy.

Greed gave low groans of approval as Kamui worked on him, his head rolling back and his tongue curling over his top lip in pleasure. All of the sudden the pleasure stopped, causing Greed's eyes to shoot open again and his head to come back up.

"Eh?" he said, cocking an eyebrow.

He looked at Kamui, an obvious look of confusion on his face.

"What are ya' doin'? Don't stop now."

Kamui smiled sweetly, and act that was possibly even scarier than his worst glares. "You want me to continue? Are you sure?" His fingers played over Greed's length, nuzzling it with his nose slightly and giving a small, coy lick at the base.

In all honestly, he wasn't getting anything from this, finding the motions and teasing easy to fake. The other wanted pleasure from him; that was all. As a payment for willingly giving a meal.

Greed sat up and looked down at him.

"Of course I do. That's just cruel, man! What, is it because I haven't reciprocated? I already gave ya' blood, what else do you need?"

He used both arms to grip Kamui around the shoulders and lift him up, then set him back down and locked his arms around the younger man's inner thighs.

"Fine, if that's what I have to do to get you to be a little more receptive."

Greed's used his tongue this time, the abnormally long appendage snaking out and curling around Kamui's cock, it's surface rough like a cat's, as it dragged across his skin. Greed's sharp jaws made oral sex with males problematic, if not outright dangerous. Luckily, he had other ways.

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