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Current Mood: excited
Current Location: Temple

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When; May 26, Night
Rating; PG-13 to NC-17
Character; Greed

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Summary; Elendira comes over to the Temple for a bit of dinner with Greed.
Log;

The smell and sound of cooking meat filled the entire lower level of the Temple as Greed worked at his craft. His long years of life had left him a lot of time to pick up skills, and cooking was one of them. Not needing to eat doesn't mean not WANTING to eat, after all. He deftly twirled utensils and spices around, adding and taking away from the food as needed. In goes the tenderizer, the garlic, the parsley. Out goes the fat, the bits of gristle. Near perfectly marbled steaks. His ears twitched as he picked up on a clacking of footsteps outside.

"Oi!" his voice boomed out, "The doors are always open! Whoever's there can come right in, the couch is free! Just put your shoes by the door!

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Another eep escaped Elendira’s lips as Greed moved, lifting him up like that. His hands flailed for a second and then gripped Greed’s arms, not wanting to fall and drown in the water. The moment’s panic disappeared however when Greed leaned down and did that to him. If Greed didn’t know about Elendira’s strength, now he did as his grip tightened and his back arched.

"Oh God. . . "

Greed was VERY pleased with this reaction. He didn't mind when partners played rough, male or female, and fingers digging into his arms only inspired him further. He wrapped his tongue more firmly around his lover's cock and began to stroke it up and down, feeling the blood pulsing through every inch.

"Nice and sensitive, I see," he grinned, used to using his tongue enough to speak while it was in use, "Good."

He kept his tongue in action as he moved his head in further, humming against his testes as he worked him, his hands working on the writhing male's hips and abs, supporting his weight.

Oh yes, that was so good and so hot. Elendira chewed on his lower lip, trying to keep the noise down, his fingers flexing with each stroke of Greed’s tongue. It had indeed been a long time since he was able to leave the castle and have a fling and his reactions were because of it. And the talking with the stroking, oh God, that felt so good. Elendira was surprised that he hadn’t passed out yet.

He wasn’t surprised that his brain wasn’t capable of responding to Greed except by making a lot of noise. And that, with him moving down that far and his hands going over his body, had Elendira arching up in Greed’s arms, coming hard.

Greed actually blinked in surprise when his lover started to jerk, his cock twitching and releasing in the grasp of his tongue. He smiled and released Elendira, washing the come from his body and letting him sit once again.

"Man, you're certainly a sensitive one, aren't ya'!" he chuckled, "I haven't even gotten to the fun part, yet. If you're not too spent, could ya' stand up, turn around, and lay your upper body against the outside of the pool?"

"It's been a long time," Elendira admitted, giving his hair a little flip as he said it. Of course he was still shaking a little and his voice was a bit hoarse but he had a higher stamina than a normal human. It went with his other enhanced abilities. "That tongue is wicked."

Steadying himself against Greed for a moment, he kissed his shoulder before turning around like he asked. It took a little wiggling to get into a comfortable position, and then he fussed with his hair, combing back and to the side. Looking over his shoulder, Elendira grinned and stretched.

"Like this?"

"Heh, yeah. The others never really used their natural abilities to the fullest. They thought even touchin' people was dirty. Guess I always was the black sheep," he said, running his hands down Elendira's back.

He knelt down and reached around to grasp the other male's cock, beginning to stimulate it again, as he slid his tongue down the smooth cleft of his lover's rear. It pressed once, twice against his entrance, then pushed smoothly inside to start gliding slowly up along the front wall.

"You're gonna' like this when I find what I'm lookin' for," he chuckled, moving his hand in slow, turning motions around the blond man's cock.

"Is that so? Well, more fools them, mm?"

He never understood that sort of idea. Humans were fun to play with, either in bedroom games or in other ways. Calling them too filthy to even touch them made it so easy to forget why humanity was a weaker species. He spread his legs more, bracing himself against the soft sand and rock wall. He rolled his hips against the hand stroking him and then gasped when he felt Greed’s tongue penetrate him.

"Wicked," he gasped and pressed back. "Wicked tongue."

"I've been called that and other things," he grinned, pressing in more. His tongue moved in a corkscrew motion inside the man's passage, slowly widening him out. After it reached far enough inside, it lay flat against his front wall again, searching. It finally alighted on a raised patch of nerves just behind the prostate.

"There we are," he growled again, the vibrations traveling up his tongue and into Elendira. He began to stroke faster, timing each sliding rub of Elendira's cock with a rough, rapid tongue strokes against his G-spot. Little by little, he picked up speed.

There they were indeed. Elendira gripped the rock wall with a curse, his voice dropping the feminine lilt as he did so. He was surprised his legs didn’t turn to jelly, that wicked tongue making it hard to breathe let alone think. He couldn’t even control his body by that point, his hips moving the way Greed wanted them to move and his skin heating up from both the water and this act. Letting go of the rock, he reached blindly down, tangling fingers in Greed’s hair and tugging hard.

"Oh God, enough..." he moaned, arching his back. "Want you now!"

Greed disengaged his tongue with an audible POP, and leaned over Elendira, rubbed his cock along his ass and slowing down the speed of his hand.

"You sure? This is a hell of a lot bigger than a tongue," he growled next to his ear, "But who am I to argue?"

Greed quickly positioned the large crown of his cock against his the entrance and pushed in, lodging the head, then sliding in the first few inches. He grunted loudly and slammed his hips forward again, timing each new push with another rough pull on his partner. With a little effort, he nestled the full girth inside and adjusted to the tightness around.

He wrapped his other arm around Elendira's chest, pulling him vertical as he pulled a little way out and gave a jolting thrust forward. The heavily aroused homunculus forced him to turn his head so he could better access his lips and neck.

What was a little pain compared to a lot of pleasure Elendira would have said, but his words came out as an inarticulate groan as Greed pulled away. He shifted, bracing himself against the stones as he felt the first thrust, panting and keeping his eyes closed. It did hurt, just enough to cool him down and not embarrassing himself yet again. Spreading his legs wider, he forced himself to relax and felt his lover press into him deeply.

It was rough and hard, and Elendira grabbed his arm with one hand while snaking his other hand down to claw at Greed’s hip. He moved the best he could with the other man, turned his head and kissed Greed back. But all he could really do was hang on and enjoy the ride.

Greed roughly pounded into him, angling his thrusts to tap directly against his spot as best he could. His speech was also less articulate than usual, having devolved mainly into a series of grunts, animalistic snorting, and various bits of whispered dirty talk into Elendira's ear. When he wasn't sucking on it, or the blond man's lips, that is.

His hand was a blur, rapidly wanking Elendira's manhood. Coaxing them both quickly toward climax. Greed could already feel the tingling, electric feeling rolling down his spine, to pool in his stomach, then falling down behind his testes and building.

A very small part of his mind was very glad that he was a lot stronger and more durable than a human. The rest of him was moaning and moving with the thrusts, his whole body trembling with both the force of Greed’s movements and his own impending release. Elendira dug his fingers into Greed's hip hard, his back arching back, pressing tight against Greed’s chest. It took only a few more thrusts before he came for a second time, his inner walls clamping hard around Greed’s cock and body snapping tightly against him.

He was almost surprised he didn’t pass out from the force of it.

Feeling the exquisite pleasure clamping down around his cock, Greed quickly followed his partner in release. It felt like lightning running though his body as he locked up against Elendira and came, biting lightly into his shoulder. He let out a series of guttural grunts, each cry accompanied by another burst of inert come into his partner, until it was seeping back around his cock.

He finally came down and let out a sight of relief, slipping out of his lover and sagging in against the edge of the spring, dragging Elendira over onto his lap by accident.

"...S-sonuvabitch!" he laughed, "That was fun!"

He shivered and curled up against Greed, not caring where he was so long as his legs didn't have to support his weight for the next few minutes. He traced one of the lines running along Greed’s skin, waiting for his breathing to even out and the aftershocks to stop. Then with a hum, he stretched slow and catlike, eyes slitted and arms stretched out. Kissing Greed’s cheek, he curled back up against him.

"Mm, so it was. But now I'm all sticky," Elendira said, wrinkling his nose just a little. Of course the hot water would wash most of the sweat off but it seemed like too much effort to go through right now.

Greed returned the affections and started cupping the water, using it to wash off the exhausted man. He slowly cleaned him off, then carried him up, out of the pool, to set him on his feet. He used the towel that was brought to dry off his and Elendira's bodies, then brought him inside to set him on a couch in the main room.

Of course, there was the risk of people walking in and catching two men clad only in towels hanging out in the living room, but Greed wasn't known for insanely brilliant plans. He ran a hand through the pretty blond hair, intrigued by it's the fact that it still felt relatively silky.

"Can I get ya' somethin'? I'm not really very tired, so I don't mind," he laughed, "As a matter of fact, I was gonna' ask you to go at it again until I saw how tuckered out you were."

Oh that was so nice. Elendira let Greed cleaned him off, purring at the attention. He wasn’t as tired as he was acting, but he did enjoy being pampered. It always made him feel extra special when someone could do that with him after sex.

He squeaked when Greed dried him off and carried him into the other room. He stretched, purring softly as the other man played with his hair, enjoying the attention and relaxing for a while.

"I'm not that tired, just feeling cuddly," he said, running his index finger down Greed’s chest. "What do you want to ask?"

"Eh? Oh, yeah. Well, part of bein' constantly greedy is that I never get enough. No matter how much I eat, drink, or take, it's never quite enough. In matters of sex, well," he pointed to the tent that seemed to be in the center of his towel, "Same thing. Even when I fuck, it's momentary relief. I was originally gonna' ask ya' if you wanted to make love again. You looked pretty tired, so I just dried you off and took you out here. It's not a big deal."

He took a bottle of that was still left on the table from dinner and offered it.

"Little champagne? Still pretty cold."

He blinked at the little tent in his lap and then laughed, shaking her head. Well, he didn’t think that would be the case since most engineered people had limits, but Greed must aptly fit his name. He kissed Greed’s cheek and accepted some champagne from him, snuggling against him some more.

"Tell you what," he said, taking a sip. "We can make love again whne I finish my glass. Okay?"

"Alright! Yahoo!" he said, jumping to his feet, "The day is mine!"

Upon his exaltation of victory, Greed immediately picked up his date, wine bottle and all, and trotted down the hall to find his own personal room.

It was, after all, going to be a long night.

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