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When; About 5-6pm.
Rating; Probably PG-13. Maybe higher, depending.
Characters; I-No {

so_very_greedy}
Summary; I-No meets up with Greed at the fountain, after this thread.
Log;

A brief match with that possessed boy, Zappa, had left her a little drained of energy; not so much that she couldn't carry on, but it was more like she'd just had a jog around a building a few times. Her Megalomania attack wasn't the simplest thing to pull off.

I-No had made a promise, and thankfully, she'd been able to keep it. The fountain wasn't completely frozen over, but she didn't want to check. Looking into the waters may ruin her mood.

Her red outfit wasn't warm in the least, but it wasn't like she would die before Greed came to meet her. I-No leaned back against the fountain's edge, and adjusted her guitar to sit along her front. She started strumming a random tune, plucking at the strings idly and made her own melody as she waited for her new one-night stand to show up.

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A voice chimed in from over her head, on the fountain.

"Sup, babe! How are ya'? You look kinda' tuckered out."

He jumped down, grabbing his vest by the collar.

"You want to wear somethin' warmer? Temperature extremes can't hurt me. I could give you the vest I have."

"Givin' me your jacket already?" I-No smiled, "You're a real gentleman. Unless you're faking it, just for me."

She extended a hand to accept the jacket, cuddling herself into the warmth. "Thanks. I'm just a little tired, had some business to take care of," she smirked at Greed over her shoulder, "That doesn't mean I'm going to lack energy for later, though."

"No matter how strong they may be, I still enjoy helping girls."

He saddled up next to her, looping an arm around her waist and helping fluff up the fur collar a bit.

"You're definitely one hellaciously fine woman, I-No. Some of the ones here are real cold fish!"

He activated the philosopher's stone in his body, raising his body temperature several degrees, to help.

"Do you expect something out of it, when you do?" She chuckled lightly, leaning in towards the rather warm body of the man beside her. Greed really wasn't human - then again, neither was she. What a match.

"Not everyone is willing to have fun, but so many only want to play with one person." I-No leaned in close, murmuring against Greed's neck, "there's plenty of beautiful things to play with, don't you think?"

"That's a nice bonus, but I don't obligate them," he laughed to her as they walked.

He grinned as she nuzzled his neck, flashing set rows of sharp, clean, pearly-white teeth. A low, rumbling growl rolled through his body and he tightened his grip around her waist, moving a rough hand over the exposed flesh there.

"I could never understand that, really. Just because I like all women doesn't mean I don't have actual affection for them. Greed's just got a lot of love to give, and there will always be fine women, and every now and then some fine men, to give that to. At least for a fun night."

He turned his head down toward her and roughly kissed her lips.

"Mmmmm," he said, pulling back and running a serpentine tongue out over his lips, "You both look and TASTE plenty beautiful to me."

This one was definitely a keeper. Greed had earned a spot on her booty-call list, somewhere near the top. "Damn, I like your attitude. Be sure to show me plenty of that love of yours, and I'll probably want an encore."

I-No decided to stop teasing him with words and actually examine what he had to offer. Gently, she ran her fingertips over Greed's jaw, down his neck and collarbone, and onto his chest. A fine specimen - all men should be made like this. A shame, again, that only those that are inhuman are so well-made.

"You look good underneath all of this. I know so," I-No gave a rather seductive chuckle, leaning up to plant a kiss on Greed's lips again, "you'll be an amazing man between the sheets."

"Hope you've got your sleep, I-No baby. Homunculi don't need to eat, sleep, or regain stamina, so you're gonna' be pretty busy. Also, of course, I AM rather greedy. I can never be satisfied with just one romp."

Greed gently cupped her cheek and pulled her in again, lifting her off the ground with his other hand on her smooth rear. He pressed his tongue inside of her mouth and sucked hungrily at her lips. Hands that can crush marble run the length of her body, caressing every curve.

Then a quick gust of wind and snow snapped him back to reality.

"We'd better find someplace less exposed to the elements," he said picking her up, "Where's your pad?"

"Even if I didn't, I'll be getting plenty tonight."

I-No was a little surprised at being picked up, but didn't put up a fight. She draped herself over her temporary man, resting her cheek against his chest. "It's up in building six. The sixty-ninth room. How nobody snagged it before I decided to, I don't know," she laughed, looking up at Greed, "but let's heat it up. A bit of exercise never hurt."

"'Scuse me for a moment," he said, shifting her weight to one arm and transforming the other into its "Ultimate Shield" form. He ran to the building and used his claw and feet to quickly bound up it with his date.

"Ding, ding! Sixty-ninth room, everybody off! Let's go in!"

Well, she hadn't expected that. What a handy transformation, that was. Thankfully, they could get in through the window without too much effort (and even if not, she had a guitar to smash things with.)

"Not sure if that's impatience or what," she squeezed through, reaching out a hand to help Greed into the room. Some snow that had stuck to her boots melted at it came in contact with the warmth of the apartment, leaving small puddles on the carpet. "Let's get to it, mister sinful."

Greed shook off the snow from his dark hair, then stepped inside, leaving his shoes on the window sill.

"Not too bad, I must say," he mused, removing his belt and pants.

"As you can see, I prefer to go commando most of the time. Saves time and effort, ya' see."

He removed his glasses and set them on a dresser, revealing the violet eyes and near-feral, slit pupils he shared with his siblings. Small cracks and pops were heard as he stretched out and rolled his head from side to side.

"Must get a little uncomfortable," I-No mused on the idea, but didn't put too much thought into it. Greed really was almost demon-like - hopefully he acted like one, too.

The jacket, red one-piece dress, the boots, they all came off quickly enough, tossed aside as if they were nothing. However, her guitar was placed carefully down in its case near her bed - if anything happened to Marlene, she'd probably snap and take down a good portion of the population.

It was cold, even with the heating on inside - all the more excuse to get down to business. "Let's not waste time, I might freeze," I-No purred, running a finger along Greed's jaw.

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