Log; Complete

[popular-likeme.livejournal.com]

When; Late February 2nd
Rating; NC-17 ;_;
Characters; Greed {so_very_greedy} and Glinda {popular_likeme}
Summary; Glinda calls Greed over for a talk, giving no indication of what she intends to discuss with him.
Log;

Glinda's hand shook as she turned the knob on the stove. She leaned back against the counter, waiting for the tell-tale whistle to alert her that the water was boiling and ready for tea.

Her insides quaked with a million unseen nerves, reminiscent of the first time Greed had come to see her. Only that time, it had been under completely different circumstances and in a different apartment. Now, it was a little more serious. There were so many things she had to get off her chest, so many things she needed to say to clear the air, to make things right within her.

A shrill whistle pulled her from her thoughts. She moved to the stove, turning it off with one hand and transferring the boiling water to a waiting tray with the other.

Waiting is the hardest part, she thought, carrying the heavily laden tea tray into the living room. The sooner I can say these things, the better. But for now, she just settled for pacing the living room floor, wringing her hands, and waiting.

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There was a knock at the door, followed by a deep, smooth voice.

"Oi, Glinda. You here?"

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Glinda stopped, midpace, her heartbeat quickening for a second.

"Yes, I'm coming," she called, going slowly to the door. One breath, a deep breath, and she opened it.

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Greed bowed to her at the doorway and let himself in, giving her a bouquet he had picked up along the way.

"So, what's all this about? Your message sounded rather ominous."

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The witch took the bundle of flowers, murmuring a soft 'thank you' as she put them to her nose. "They're beautiful, Greed. You didn't have to." She moved into the kitchen, in search of a vase.

"I'm sorry if it sounded ominous. It wasn't meant to," Glinda called from the next room. "It's just... Everything that's happened in the past few weeks... You remember how I said I was having trouble figuring everything out?" She reentered the living room, carrying the flowers in a glass vase. "Well, I think I've got it now."

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He sat down nearby and crossed his legs, waiting.

"And?"

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Glinda sat next to him, flowers still in hand and words trying to fail her. Wasn't waiting supposed to be the hardest part?

"Well, first of all, I guess... I'd like to apologize to you if anything I have said, or done, or... lied about, as the case may be, has hurt you. I seem to be doing that a lot lately, and I just wanted to make sure I hadn't hurt you." She reached forward, placing the arrangement on the table. Arms empty, she shifted in her seat to face Greed, waiting for his answer.

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"Eh, no skin off my back. I'm tough as steel, inside and out."

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"That's not the point, Greed. I shouldn't have lied to you. But, speaking of that lie, that's actually another thing I wanted to discuss. I've been thinking about it, and really, other than making Tayuya so mad, I don't have any regrets. None whatsoever. Everything I said I regretted, I don't. I wouldn't take back anything if I could." She paused for a breath, hoping what she was saying was fairly coherent. "... Especially anything we did."

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He grinned in an almost boyish manner and let out a small chuckle.

"Well, hell, that's great to hear! Thanks for lettin' me know that, Glinda. It's a big weight offa' me!"

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"It is? Well, that's good, then." Glinda smiled. "I've come to realize, through a friend, that there is nothing wrong with the fact that... that I like being with you. It's alright to enjoy these things. And, normally, this is something I wouldn't do, you know, before love and marriage and such, but sometimes... things happen, I suppose. And... and... to hell with what everyone thinks of me," she said, arms moving to cross her chest. Elena's words floated to her mind. "No one dictates what I am or what I do."

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"Ha ha!" he exclaimed, leaning forward to pointing at her, "And THAT is my philosophy entirely! I'm my own man. There no hand up my ass controllin' me. I decide what path I walk and how I'm gonna' get there."

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Glinda's smile spread into a grin. "And that's part of why I like being around you. I feel like I can say what I want, and do what I want, and..." Her voice grew soft. "And I feel like maybe I don't have to be so perfect..."

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He shifted over next to her gently rubbed her shoulder.

"I pride myself on bein' easy to get along with. It's much easier to go through life like that," he said, twining his fingers in hers. He raised her hand to his mouth and kissed it gently, "And ol' Greed has had a long life."

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The writhing appendage pushed deeper into her body, crawling along her front wall. It searched in lazy figure eight patterns, gradually moving up. Greed concentrated on feeling the contours of her passage until he finally found a small patch of flesh that was rougher than the surrounding area. Having set his tongue against her G-spot, he used his thumb and forefinger to gently pinch and rub her clit, coazing it out of it's hood.

[popular-likeme.livejournal.com]

She bit her tongue, holding back a yelp. It was becoming impossible to lay still, her hips twisting furiously and her breaths growing increasingly uneven.

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He continued his efforts on her erogenous zones, then added another element. He pushed his middle and ring fingers together on his other hand and slid them quickly into her, rubbing them against her back wall. He slowly started to piston them in and out of her.

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Glinda whimpered, the new additions pushing her over the edge. Her body tensed, internal muscles contracting around Greed.

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As her contractions eventually tapered off, Greed pulled his head away from her sex and rubbed his fingers together.

"Looks like you're plenty slick enough now," he purred, moving up the length of her body and positioning his cock at her entrance, "Here we go..."

He captured her lips with his own and pushed in to the hilt, hissing slightly as he felt her muscles clamp down on him.

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Glinda's outcry was lost in the kiss, and she tried hard not to think about tasting herself on his lips. She shifted beneath him, a little uncomfortable at first, body still trying to adjust. "Slow," she whispered.

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He slowly pulled out of her, then gave a more gentle push inside, gradually working into a rythym. He sucked at her lips hungrily and moved down to kiss her neck.

"Sorry," he whispered between kisses, "You're hard to resist."

His left hand snaked over to softly squeeze one of her breasts, until he moved his head lower to run his tongue over the nipple.

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“It’s alright,” she whispered in response.

Her body moved to meet his touch, hips rising and falling to match the rhythm he created.

[so-very-greedy.livejournal.com]

He cooed in pleasure and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her chest tightly against his own as they moved together. His hips continued to slowly pick up speed until there was an audible SLAP of his hips against hers.

"Mmmm..." he managed to moan out, pressing his tongue into her mouth, a light growl rolling through his body.

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Glinda adjusted quickly to the new speed, initial pain and discomfort lessening and pleasure increasing. She allowed his tongue entrance, hands on either side of his face, keeping him close.

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He started to roll his hips with every thrust, grinding against her clitoris on every stroke. He moaned into her mouth, enjoying the feeling of her muscles gripping him tightly. His tongue wrestled with hers as he desperately tried to get as much of her as he could.

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Her hands moved from his face, arms wrapping around him, fingernails digging into flesh, her attempts to pull him even closer and further inside her. She pulled her mouth away from his and cried out, first in pleasure, and then calling out his name.