http://so_very_greedy.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] so-very-greedy.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] tampered2007-11-13 04:58 pm

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When: November 13, Night
Rating: Starts out PG-13, possibly moving into NC-17 territory
Characters: Greed [livejournal.com profile] so_very_greedy and Kamui [livejournal.com profile] fateisabitch
Summary: After some coaxing, Greed manages to convince Kamui to go out with him. Would Subaru approve of this?
Log:
Greed impatiently tapped his foot as he waited for his date to show up outside of Pandora's. Certainly, he had given good directions, so where the hell WAS Kamui? Did he get cold feet? He really was a sensitive boy, after all.

"Damn it," he said, getting out his communicator, "I'll see where h-"

He stopped as he smelled Kamui's scent on the air. He was here, after all. Greed could see him in the distance.

[identity profile] fateisabitch.livejournal.com 2007-11-23 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
"I guess that's true," he murmured, the massaging relaxing him into something more pliant. "I'm sure there are secrets he keeps from me, so..." Actually, he wasn't sure-sure, but he couldn't trust that Subaru told him everything. They had been good friends, but he didn't see him all that often anymore, and... well, it'd be okay to just not mention it, right?

"And at least you're nice to me, and I know you a little better now." And besides, if Subaru did find out and said anything about it, he could fall back on the human need thing? Subaru had someone to take care of that need for him; why should Kamui suffer just because no one would stay with him?

[identity profile] fateisabitch.livejournal.com 2007-11-23 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
Kamui watched him for a moment, half-chewing on his lower lip as he tried to decide. Go get laid, and satisfy his teenage urges... or go home alone, and do as his friends would want. Hmm...

"Yeah. I'll come back with you."

[identity profile] fateisabitch.livejournal.com 2007-11-23 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Real treat is me, huh?" Kamui raised an eyebrow, wondering if the whole point of dinner was so that he'd give in to sex. It almost made him want to change his mind, just to be a brat and play hard to get. "I don't really think I'm much of a treat, but... if you say so."