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Log! Ongoing!

When; Now!
Rating; Hardcore NC-17
Characters; Greed, and TRC!Kamui
Summary; Kamui is depressed and needs some distraction. Seriously kinky sex ensues.
Log;
This wasn't normal for Kamui, or, at least... it didn't used to be. His current feelings of emptiness, loss, sadness; he had become quite accustomed to it in the last three years, but he hadn't always been this way. He was usually spunky, bratty, and often aggressive, but those were things he tended to lose as he lost hope.

Just as he had while waiting all those years for his brother to emerge from the water; just as he had in the last week, finally figuring out his twin just wasn't here. He didn't know what to do now: he needed his twin to survive, just as much as he needed blood. They were separated again, though, and he wasn't sure if they would find each other again this time. Finding someone in another world was near impossible.

And then there was the fact that Seishirou was still searching for his twin and could find him while they were separated; a fact... Kamui didn't even want to think about at the moment. "Goddamnit!" he wail-whimpered, curling up, his forehead to his knees as he sat on the floor. He needed something to stop him from thinking, and he needed it now.

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Greed stepped inside Kamui's dwelling, as he had a tendency to just do, and looked down at him.

"Whoa! Whoa! Cut it out!" he said, kneeling to pick him up, "What the hell?"

He sat on a couch and rocked him in his lap, stroking his hair.

"Yo, Greed to Kamui. Come in."

"Ah..." Kamui squeaked at first, somewhat shell-shocked to suddenly find himself in the man's lap, being comforted. No one comforted him, aside from his brother, which made this feel odd somehow, but... nice. Nice enough that he forgot himself for a moment, relaxing into it.

"It's..." he pulled away, trying to put on his strong front again, but instead just looking lost and sad, "Sorry. It's nothing."

Man, he had comforting a lot of people lately. He should be getting counselor fees for all this.

He reached forward and pulled him backwards from behind, laying out and bringing Kamui to recline on him. The boy was flipped around to face Greed again.

"I'm pretty good at bein' confidential, curses aside. You can tell me whatever you want to get off your chest, ya' know?" he said. He stroked his hair and face gently, trying his best to put him at ease.

"As I said, I do not like sharing my problems." His voice was soft, for once; no normal smart-assed tone to it at all. "My issues are my own. Mine alone. I just wish for a break from my thoughts concerning them." Besides, Greed probably wouldn't understand. Most people wouldn't. Most people wouldn't understand having a twin you love so much it pains, and feeling nothing but heartbreak when they were gone.

Or, rather, there might be one or two people he knew who would understand, but it would take a good deal of motivation before he could go to them.

"True, but that doesn't mean it won't make you feel better to get it out. Like when I get really pissed off and want to tear some fucker in half? If I talk about it to someone, I tend to cool off faster."

He kissed Kamui hungrily, licking his lips.

"But if you don't want to talk, that's all you."

"Don't worry about me," he pulled back and whispered, going in for a kiss himself. It was different, though, from their previous kisses: almost too aggressive. The change was not exactly intentional, however; Kamui's main defense mechanism being to become more violent when he was distressed, like a wounded animal. At least, he became like this with people he hadn't come to trust entirely, yet.

Inside, he was just depressed and submissive; a weird contrast in his internal and external emotions. If Greed managed to break through his barrier, things would be easy for him; if he didn't... Kamui could be inadvertantly dangerous.

Greed forcibly held him still. Something wasn't right. He liked it rough on occasion, but he didn't seem right. He pushed him over and back onto the couch, getting close to his face.

Stop it, now."

Two options were warring in his mind at this sudden development: first being fighting Greed and slashing him up real nice, and the second being apologizing and letting Greed take control to filch all the comfort he could. Wasn't an easy decision, and thus, he instead found himself just staring at the man for a few moments, looking rather confused. "W-what?"

Maybe he was mentally worse off than he thought...

Greed pulled him into an embrace, cradling his face in his neck.

"You can drink if ya' want, then we'll talk."

Kamui was still confused, especially by this new offer. He had just fed, for one thing; killed a woman in the process. Why would he need to feed again? Not that he was going to turn down a snack, of course. "O-okay," he agreed after a moment of thinking, sinking his teeth into Greed's neck, but not being too rough about it (he, after all, was not food deprived this time).

After a good sized snack, he pulled back, feeling a little full, but just as miserable as before. It still showed too: he still looked like a lonely, lost puppy. Who... still didn't want to talk, but it seemed as if he wasn't getting out of it. At least Greed was someone he liked.

Granted, Greed would have most likely turned on him instantly if he knew he had killed a woman, but for now his ignorance was bliss. He cracked his back and refocused on Kamui.

"So what's the problem?"

Kamui sighed, somewhat frustrated that he was having to talk about this. "My twin... he is not here." Which most people wouldn't think was such a big deal, but... well, Kamui knew most wouldn't understand. "I had just got him back after three years, but then I was dragged here, and we have been seperated again. I think I will die if we are seperated for such a long time again. I need him." He conviently left out the part about his twin being in danger, and the fact that Kamui loved him more than... what was considered natural, considering they were so closely related.

"Ah, seperation anxiety, eh? I remember readin' about that. Twins are pretty close, eh?"

He ruffled the vampires hair and pulled him in close again.

"Nothin' stays gone forever around her. In some form or another, he may be back."

Seperation anxiety. Yeah. Right. Kamui almost wanted to harm Greed for passing it off as something so... simple. What he felt was far worse than that; more complicated. The other man just couldn't get it. Ever.

"I hope so. We are... extremely close." That might have hinted toward the truth of things. Maybe. "I... I will find a way out of here, if I have to. Anything to be by his side again." Maybe this was enough talk?

"Close as in, you share each other's clothes, or close as in a more unorthodox way?" he said, cocking an eyebrow, "Ah, well. What ya' do in your bedroom is your business, I guess."

He leaned forward and planted his lips on Kamui's again.

"But for right now, try to focus on me. If there's something distractin' my partner, it tends to affect performance."

Greed stood and quickly doffed all his clothing.

"Now, where were we?"

Greed just brushing off such a thing actually surprised Kamui, who was more than used to humans flipping out over something so 'immoral'. This was definitely a refreshing change.

As was the fact that the man was so direct, unlike most of the others in this city. When Greed wanted something, it seemed like he went for it head on; didn't beat around the bush like most. He didn't have anything he seemed to be hiding.

"I wonder," Kamui finally said almost coyly, welcoming the distraction more readily now. He played with his own clothes a little, suggestively without taking them off, letting out a small purr. He had to focus on this.

Considering Greed had openly lusted after his own sister, Lust, he was never one to question another's sexual habits.

"Then let me remind you..." Greed growled into his ear, running his hand up the inside of his shirt and pulling it off of his body. He pushed Kamui up the couch and gradually worked at his pants, trying to pull them off without damaging them.

"By the time I'm done, ya' won't be thinkin' about anything else."

Kamui actually helped in removing his clothes as best he could, not willing to lose another pair of nice pants to Greed's impatience.

"Is that so?" Now naked, he teasingly touched himself, letting out a small mewl sound, eyes half lidded as his tongue flickered out to wet his lips. "A large claim."

Greed licked his middle and ring fingers on his right hand, then crushed his lips against Kamui's, sucking on hungrily on them.

"Damned right. You're gonna' be besot with me, kid."

He pushed his hand down the cleft of Kamui's ass and worked the fingers inside, using the hand to lift the boy's rear completely off the couch. He was held suspended as his spot was repeatedly massaged by Greed's fingers.

"Well now," Greed whispered, nipping his ear, "Looks like our little sessions have been workin'. You're accepting those thick fingers pretty easy, now."

Kamui's hand was grabbed and placed on the homunculus' cock.

"Better get to work. I already have a head start."

There was actually a small blush on Kamui's face when Greed mentioned his ass being more... stretched out now. Was that... a good thing? The way he said it seemed to suggest it was, but Kamui had always heard people mentioning being tight was better. Either way, it was somehow... a strange and flustering thing to hear.

Not that he cared too much about it, seeing as the fingers massaging him on the inside were far too distracting. As was his hand being placed on the other's dick, Kamui squeezing by reflex, playing as he thought to himself that he wanted to taste it. "Hmm..." he hum-whimpered, hips moving with Greed's fingers as he watched his own hand and licked his lips. Not that his thoughts were obvious or anything.

Greed lowered him on all fours to the couch, still using his fingers to piston the boy's rear. He went to his knees and arched over Kamui, his large cock bumping against his lips. From this view, he could look down on Kamui's head and look forward to see his ass while he pushed his fingers into it.

"Well now," Greed said, licking his own lips, "Time for a little reward. Remember about usin' your tongue, too."

"Mmm~" Kamui hummed, pleased with this development. Without any further ado, he carressed the underside with his lips, nuzzling the side with the curve of his nose. That was instantly followed by a long lick, tongue rolling to curve around the large member as best as Kamui would manage. He was obviously enjoying this, taking it slow for now. It wouldn't last long, of course; he was bound to get carried away soon enough.

Greed hissed in pleasure as he felt the small tongue dragging along his member. He was thrusting himself slowly against Kamui's smooth face, further enflamed by his lustful gaze and obvious enjoyment.

He fingers in Kamui's ass worked harder and faster, stabbing against his pleasure zone as his fingers twisted around inside of him. His other hand tangled in the sexy vampire's hair, urging him on in his work.

The vampire finally got bored with licking, closing his eyes as he suddenly took Greed's cock into his mouth. He couldn't take it in all the way, not yet anyway (he needed to work on his gag reflex a bit), but to make up for that he sucked hard, moving nice and slow to drag it out.

At the same time, Kamui moaned and whimpered, body moving a little and shivering as the other played with his ass more. He definitely was liking that.

"S-shit!" he exclaimed, giving a sudden HARD jab in his ass in his surprised state, "That's great!"

He started thrusting into his mouth, reveling in the feeling of the soft lips and tongue stimulating him. He began to move his fingers faster and faster, pulling upwards a little to buck his hips away from the couch.

"Just like that..."

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