A One Night Stand - Greed/Ed (warnings for a little kink, first time)
So. This place is so QUIET.
I know that a little bit down this page ya'll will find a fic that I wrote with this exact title. Well, this fic is that fic but HEAVILY EDITED. I kept some parts but mostly re-wrote the sex. Oh, and Spot the Rocky Horror Picture Show reference. ;)
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A One Night Stand
Pairng - Greed/Edward (thought that aught to be obvious)
Raiting - NC 17
warnings - a little kink, it's pretty vanilla.
Disclaimer - I do not own FMA or it's characters. I just like rolling in it's dirty sheets.
Summary - Greed invites Edward to a hotel for sex; Edward obliges.
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The wall supported his weight as his mind took a sudden leave of absence. The tongue that played within his mouth was exploring languidly, almost as if he held treasures that the other wanted. He met the tongue with his own, and tried to echo back what this tongue had done. He gained a groan for his troubles.
Greed pulled back; lean and muscular. Edward looked up, bright yellow eyes glazed with lust as the Homunculus led him towards the bed. It is a simple room with a double bed with sheets that probably needed a deep cleaning and a bumpy mattress that isn’t good to sleep on; a dingy window looked out into the street below. It also had an overwhelming aroma of sex. Old sex. Edward had to put it out of his head - even though it made his skin crawl in disgust.
The hotel is hidden quite well down an alley way, without a sign advertising rooms and no one ever recommends it, except it was perfect for these sorts of trysts. The sorts you don’t want your family to find out about. The sort that could get you a good lecture from your commanding officer or the “birds and the bee’s” talk from the resident over-protective parent.
Edward hadn't known that when Roy had told him that he'd feel better once he had been screwed well into a mattress; it was probably a joke. Edward didn’t think much on it; one) because if he did he’d put a stop to it and two) he didn’t think it was horribly wrong. It was his sex life, damn it, and if he had random rolls in the sheets with a Homunculus who liked to own things/people around him; well, that was his decision to make.
So when Greed's hands languidly floated down to rest on Edward’s hips before grabbing the hem of the black t-shirt and bringing it up and over Edward's body. Just to be thrown onto the floor, forgotten, Edward put all thoughts of what this meant out of his head. He didn’t know if it was just random sex to Greed. But he didn’t think Greed really cared as long as he got Edward in the process.
Greed pulled off his vest and shirt, which were flung to the floor and joined Edward’s discarded article of clothing. Edward gulped as Greed’s hands undid the buckle of his pants and Edward got the first glimpse of Greed’s cock. Edward did not think of himself as shy, unless he was around women, but some how…this seemed a lot more threatening and he felt his face heat up. He looked away to try and gather that insane drive he had for everything else.
"Ssshhh, its all right. First times should be slow and pleasurable," Greed chuckled. Edward lent up to capture Greed in a kiss just to prove to himself that he wasn’t scared and god damned it, he could do this!
Greed took control of the kiss; his tongue swept into Edward’s mouth with nary a “how do you do?” and pressed against white molars and Edward’s own tongue that slowly twirled itself about. Edward tasted like the strawberry’s he’d eaten for desert just a few hours before with the lovely after taste of coffee. Black. Of course; because it was unmanly to drink coffee with sugar of cream. Not that Greed that that practice was unmanly, either Edward thought it was or he always had his coffee black. Whatever, at the moment, however the shrimp took his coffee was a random thought and Greed let it slip away for other inane thoughts.
Like how soft Edward’s skin was as he gently pushed Edward down and on the bed. Like how sensitive his Edward is to his touch. He slid his thumbs over Edward’s nipples just to hear Edward groan and gnash his teeth to keep from pleading with Greed to get on with things. They had a bargain from the beginning. Greed would show Edward the way to becoming an adult, in this area at least, and Edward would not beg Greed for anything. Though, there could be room for that in the future. Greed smirked.
He rubbed Edward up and down his chest; lightly so that Edward shivered in an-ti-ci-pation. Their kissing had lasted this long. Their tongue’s battling for supremacy. Greed won as he bit down on Edward’s bottom lip. They both tasted copper. A hand slipped into golden lacquered hair; fingers pulled the hair tie free and the hair was loose across dingy white.
Greed softly rubbed crotches together; making Edward gasp and moan. The young man tried to keep it down. Greed found that he wanted to hear Edward and he would by the end of this. He was going to make Edward scream out his name and he knew that Edward would never forget this night.
Greed broke the kiss; Edward panted beneath him as the Sin sat up and undid the buckle on Edward’s pants. The sound of the zipper falling away for fabric to part, and then a hand capturing him had Edward biting his own lip trying to muffle the desperate sounds he didn’t want to hear coming out his body. It was weird and sex didn’t sound like that? Did it? Edward didn’t know and he didn’t want to sound desperate during his first time. He caught Greed smirking and tried to glare but it fell short when Greed slowly palmed Edward’s cock.
Compared to Greed, though, Edward was on the normal side. Though, it made sense for Greed to be bigger, Edward rolled his eyes. Why couldn’t he have an impressive stature like Greed? People would take him serious then, right?
Greed languidly started to pump Edward’s pulsing flesh. Edward blinked rapidly and took deep breaths as he tried not to buck or wiggle. Greed just watched. Edward tried to watch back. His eyes were heavy with pleasure and it was hard to keep them open to watch Greed.
“You’re beautiful like this, Edward,” Greed muttered as he kept Edward on the precipice of orgasm. It was cruel. Greed won’t deny that, and he took as much pleasure out of it as he would when he buried himself deep within his Edward.
“W-w-what…?” Edward tried but all thought left him when Greed’s thumb softly pressed against the head of Edward’s cock. Rub-rub-rub. It went in circles. Edward gyrated beneath Greed; automatically trying to achieve the natural state of release.
Greed let Edward’s cock free. It bounced slightly against Edward’s stomach, oozing pre-cum to pool on pale white skin. Greed licked his lips. He bent down and put tongue to sticky, white goo. Edward sighed and moaned, as his stomach became the recipient of a rough, tongue bath.
Greed wasn’t done.
He wasn’t going to let Edward cum before he prepared his boy; he smirked as he found the lube and cock ring he’d hidden under the mattress before Edward had shown up. And in order to distract Edward from the cock bondage, he slowly began to lick said cock.
Edward might have said something in his shout of surprise. Neither cared what it was and Greed didn’t stop. Edward was trying to exert self control; he gripped the sheets tightly and didn’t shift upwards to get more of the hot, warmth of Greed’s tongue.
Greed let the cock go long enough to slip the cock ring over it. It was big and easily slid down the flesh with half an inch of space so as not to pinch on the way down. When it was in place, however, Greed pressed a button on it’s side and the ring shrunk. Edward grunted. His head lifted and he stared down at Greed who smirked back.
“Do you have a problem with a little kink on your first time around?” Greed asked.
Edward shook his head in the negative emphatically.
Greed decided to move forward; he took the lube and dashed two fingers with a liberal amount. It smelled like mint and filled the room with the fresh scent, though, undertones of stale sex still lingered.
Greed moved off of Edward’s legs and encouraged the blond to spread for him. Edward felt his face burn as he did so. This was the scary part. The part he’d read about in books that the Librarian’s put on the top shelf just because of him. Edward gulped and tried to relax as one of Greed’s finger’s poked about his entrance, tickled the skin in short tease him. It felt nice when trickles of pleasure ran up his spine to make him sigh.
Then the tip of the finger entered him the stretch was slightly uncomfortable. Edward knew it would be. He took a deep breath and persevered. He wasn’t going to chicken out. If Greed were anyone else, maybe, but…his partner is Greed. Someone it was important to stay.
“How are you doing…Edward?” Greed asked. His finger wiggled inside and Edward gritted his teeth.
“Okay, so far,” Edward replied with chattering teeth and grunted moans. The finger wasn’t in very deep and seemed to be looking for something.
“You know, all men have this thing that makes them loose it,” Greed went on, his other hand grabbed Edward’s bound cock and roughly began to pull it in a mock gesture of masturbation. Edward felt the ring shift and shrink a bit more on his shaft and his orgasm trying to escape it’s confines; only to be stopped. Though, pre-cum did flow in a continuous fountain.
“It’s called the Prostate. And I’ll have you dancing for me when I find it and torture you by scratching and pushing on it. You can’t cum until I let you and that may take awhile,” Greed laughed.
Edward grunted out some swear words, maybe, Greed wasn’t sure what the Alchemist had said. But Edward made no move to transmute anything or to stop Greed. Maybe the little man was getting off on it just as much as Greed?
Well, Greed could hope.
Then Greed found it. That thing inside Edward that made the blond go limp and gasp and moan and cry out as if the world was ending. That was what he wanted to hear before, and Edward forgot in the sudden attack of hormones and pleasure and pain not to give it to him. Edward’s voice filled the room and made Greed spurt a bit of pre-cum over and onto the boy; marking Edward as his whether or not Edward knew it.
Greed played with Edward’s prostate for what felt like forever to Edward; who could only ride on the waves of pleasure and hope to cum. He felt it build up and run over. Not in an explosive climax, but in a little river that flowed slowly from cock, to stomach and over hips to drip down onto the sheets.
“What should I do next, Edward? Milk you dry or fuck you until you can’t remember your name?” Greed asked with a leer that told Edward that the Sin really didn’t care about either option, he was going to torment Edward no matter what.
“Fuck me,” Edward decided when he could be bothered to say anything. That was, when the finger stopped long enough to pull out for a second finger to join.
A sudden rush of guilt almost had Edward pushing Greed away and running; but a hand on his chest and the Sin leaning over him, mad as fuck and gently stretching him had Edward frozen in place.
“Don’t…” Greed seethed, “feel guilty about this. Sex is just as human as you and your brother trying to bring back your Mother in desperation. And it can be a mistake, sometimes, but this isn’t a mistake. Edward. You. Are. Mine.” And with that the Sin’s cock replaces the fingers and Edward yelled out; more with surprise than with actual pain. He hadn’t been prepped enough to take Greed’s big cock comfortably and the Sin wasn’t slowing down for Edward to grow accustom to the girth.
“What ever happened…” Edward gasped, “to my first time being gentle?” he growled.
Greed laughed as he plunged into Edward; “I was planning on it, do you mind?” and he stopped long enough for Edward to gather his breath and think.
“No,” Edward shook his head, “I think I’d demand it,”
Greed chuckled; he picked up his previous punishing rhythm and after a few minutes of driving Edward crazy by hitting the prostate on every thrust inwards; he finally pressed the button on the cock ring. Edward’s cum spewed out of him and Edward cried out his climax with Greed’s name on his lips.
Greed lent forward’s and took Edward’s lips with his. His thrusting became slower but soon after he climaxed inside Edward with whispered, gasps of Edward’s name.
They lay in the darkness with Greed on top of Edward with his dick still inside the blond alchemist.
Edward laughed, and grinned maniacally; “Next time it’s my turn to top,”
Greed smirked in return; it was a promise.
I know that a little bit down this page ya'll will find a fic that I wrote with this exact title. Well, this fic is that fic but HEAVILY EDITED. I kept some parts but mostly re-wrote the sex. Oh, and Spot the Rocky Horror Picture Show reference. ;)
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A One Night Stand
Pairng - Greed/Edward (thought that aught to be obvious)
Raiting - NC 17
warnings - a little kink, it's pretty vanilla.
Disclaimer - I do not own FMA or it's characters. I just like rolling in it's dirty sheets.
Summary - Greed invites Edward to a hotel for sex; Edward obliges.
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The wall supported his weight as his mind took a sudden leave of absence. The tongue that played within his mouth was exploring languidly, almost as if he held treasures that the other wanted. He met the tongue with his own, and tried to echo back what this tongue had done. He gained a groan for his troubles.
Greed pulled back; lean and muscular. Edward looked up, bright yellow eyes glazed with lust as the Homunculus led him towards the bed. It is a simple room with a double bed with sheets that probably needed a deep cleaning and a bumpy mattress that isn’t good to sleep on; a dingy window looked out into the street below. It also had an overwhelming aroma of sex. Old sex. Edward had to put it out of his head - even though it made his skin crawl in disgust.
The hotel is hidden quite well down an alley way, without a sign advertising rooms and no one ever recommends it, except it was perfect for these sorts of trysts. The sorts you don’t want your family to find out about. The sort that could get you a good lecture from your commanding officer or the “birds and the bee’s” talk from the resident over-protective parent.
Edward hadn't known that when Roy had told him that he'd feel better once he had been screwed well into a mattress; it was probably a joke. Edward didn’t think much on it; one) because if he did he’d put a stop to it and two) he didn’t think it was horribly wrong. It was his sex life, damn it, and if he had random rolls in the sheets with a Homunculus who liked to own things/people around him; well, that was his decision to make.
So when Greed's hands languidly floated down to rest on Edward’s hips before grabbing the hem of the black t-shirt and bringing it up and over Edward's body. Just to be thrown onto the floor, forgotten, Edward put all thoughts of what this meant out of his head. He didn’t know if it was just random sex to Greed. But he didn’t think Greed really cared as long as he got Edward in the process.
Greed pulled off his vest and shirt, which were flung to the floor and joined Edward’s discarded article of clothing. Edward gulped as Greed’s hands undid the buckle of his pants and Edward got the first glimpse of Greed’s cock. Edward did not think of himself as shy, unless he was around women, but some how…this seemed a lot more threatening and he felt his face heat up. He looked away to try and gather that insane drive he had for everything else.
"Ssshhh, its all right. First times should be slow and pleasurable," Greed chuckled. Edward lent up to capture Greed in a kiss just to prove to himself that he wasn’t scared and god damned it, he could do this!
Greed took control of the kiss; his tongue swept into Edward’s mouth with nary a “how do you do?” and pressed against white molars and Edward’s own tongue that slowly twirled itself about. Edward tasted like the strawberry’s he’d eaten for desert just a few hours before with the lovely after taste of coffee. Black. Of course; because it was unmanly to drink coffee with sugar of cream. Not that Greed that that practice was unmanly, either Edward thought it was or he always had his coffee black. Whatever, at the moment, however the shrimp took his coffee was a random thought and Greed let it slip away for other inane thoughts.
Like how soft Edward’s skin was as he gently pushed Edward down and on the bed. Like how sensitive his Edward is to his touch. He slid his thumbs over Edward’s nipples just to hear Edward groan and gnash his teeth to keep from pleading with Greed to get on with things. They had a bargain from the beginning. Greed would show Edward the way to becoming an adult, in this area at least, and Edward would not beg Greed for anything. Though, there could be room for that in the future. Greed smirked.
He rubbed Edward up and down his chest; lightly so that Edward shivered in an-ti-ci-pation. Their kissing had lasted this long. Their tongue’s battling for supremacy. Greed won as he bit down on Edward’s bottom lip. They both tasted copper. A hand slipped into golden lacquered hair; fingers pulled the hair tie free and the hair was loose across dingy white.
Greed softly rubbed crotches together; making Edward gasp and moan. The young man tried to keep it down. Greed found that he wanted to hear Edward and he would by the end of this. He was going to make Edward scream out his name and he knew that Edward would never forget this night.
Greed broke the kiss; Edward panted beneath him as the Sin sat up and undid the buckle on Edward’s pants. The sound of the zipper falling away for fabric to part, and then a hand capturing him had Edward biting his own lip trying to muffle the desperate sounds he didn’t want to hear coming out his body. It was weird and sex didn’t sound like that? Did it? Edward didn’t know and he didn’t want to sound desperate during his first time. He caught Greed smirking and tried to glare but it fell short when Greed slowly palmed Edward’s cock.
Compared to Greed, though, Edward was on the normal side. Though, it made sense for Greed to be bigger, Edward rolled his eyes. Why couldn’t he have an impressive stature like Greed? People would take him serious then, right?
Greed languidly started to pump Edward’s pulsing flesh. Edward blinked rapidly and took deep breaths as he tried not to buck or wiggle. Greed just watched. Edward tried to watch back. His eyes were heavy with pleasure and it was hard to keep them open to watch Greed.
“You’re beautiful like this, Edward,” Greed muttered as he kept Edward on the precipice of orgasm. It was cruel. Greed won’t deny that, and he took as much pleasure out of it as he would when he buried himself deep within his Edward.
“W-w-what…?” Edward tried but all thought left him when Greed’s thumb softly pressed against the head of Edward’s cock. Rub-rub-rub. It went in circles. Edward gyrated beneath Greed; automatically trying to achieve the natural state of release.
Greed let Edward’s cock free. It bounced slightly against Edward’s stomach, oozing pre-cum to pool on pale white skin. Greed licked his lips. He bent down and put tongue to sticky, white goo. Edward sighed and moaned, as his stomach became the recipient of a rough, tongue bath.
Greed wasn’t done.
He wasn’t going to let Edward cum before he prepared his boy; he smirked as he found the lube and cock ring he’d hidden under the mattress before Edward had shown up. And in order to distract Edward from the cock bondage, he slowly began to lick said cock.
Edward might have said something in his shout of surprise. Neither cared what it was and Greed didn’t stop. Edward was trying to exert self control; he gripped the sheets tightly and didn’t shift upwards to get more of the hot, warmth of Greed’s tongue.
Greed let the cock go long enough to slip the cock ring over it. It was big and easily slid down the flesh with half an inch of space so as not to pinch on the way down. When it was in place, however, Greed pressed a button on it’s side and the ring shrunk. Edward grunted. His head lifted and he stared down at Greed who smirked back.
“Do you have a problem with a little kink on your first time around?” Greed asked.
Edward shook his head in the negative emphatically.
Greed decided to move forward; he took the lube and dashed two fingers with a liberal amount. It smelled like mint and filled the room with the fresh scent, though, undertones of stale sex still lingered.
Greed moved off of Edward’s legs and encouraged the blond to spread for him. Edward felt his face burn as he did so. This was the scary part. The part he’d read about in books that the Librarian’s put on the top shelf just because of him. Edward gulped and tried to relax as one of Greed’s finger’s poked about his entrance, tickled the skin in short tease him. It felt nice when trickles of pleasure ran up his spine to make him sigh.
Then the tip of the finger entered him the stretch was slightly uncomfortable. Edward knew it would be. He took a deep breath and persevered. He wasn’t going to chicken out. If Greed were anyone else, maybe, but…his partner is Greed. Someone it was important to stay.
“How are you doing…Edward?” Greed asked. His finger wiggled inside and Edward gritted his teeth.
“Okay, so far,” Edward replied with chattering teeth and grunted moans. The finger wasn’t in very deep and seemed to be looking for something.
“You know, all men have this thing that makes them loose it,” Greed went on, his other hand grabbed Edward’s bound cock and roughly began to pull it in a mock gesture of masturbation. Edward felt the ring shift and shrink a bit more on his shaft and his orgasm trying to escape it’s confines; only to be stopped. Though, pre-cum did flow in a continuous fountain.
“It’s called the Prostate. And I’ll have you dancing for me when I find it and torture you by scratching and pushing on it. You can’t cum until I let you and that may take awhile,” Greed laughed.
Edward grunted out some swear words, maybe, Greed wasn’t sure what the Alchemist had said. But Edward made no move to transmute anything or to stop Greed. Maybe the little man was getting off on it just as much as Greed?
Well, Greed could hope.
Then Greed found it. That thing inside Edward that made the blond go limp and gasp and moan and cry out as if the world was ending. That was what he wanted to hear before, and Edward forgot in the sudden attack of hormones and pleasure and pain not to give it to him. Edward’s voice filled the room and made Greed spurt a bit of pre-cum over and onto the boy; marking Edward as his whether or not Edward knew it.
Greed played with Edward’s prostate for what felt like forever to Edward; who could only ride on the waves of pleasure and hope to cum. He felt it build up and run over. Not in an explosive climax, but in a little river that flowed slowly from cock, to stomach and over hips to drip down onto the sheets.
“What should I do next, Edward? Milk you dry or fuck you until you can’t remember your name?” Greed asked with a leer that told Edward that the Sin really didn’t care about either option, he was going to torment Edward no matter what.
“Fuck me,” Edward decided when he could be bothered to say anything. That was, when the finger stopped long enough to pull out for a second finger to join.
A sudden rush of guilt almost had Edward pushing Greed away and running; but a hand on his chest and the Sin leaning over him, mad as fuck and gently stretching him had Edward frozen in place.
“Don’t…” Greed seethed, “feel guilty about this. Sex is just as human as you and your brother trying to bring back your Mother in desperation. And it can be a mistake, sometimes, but this isn’t a mistake. Edward. You. Are. Mine.” And with that the Sin’s cock replaces the fingers and Edward yelled out; more with surprise than with actual pain. He hadn’t been prepped enough to take Greed’s big cock comfortably and the Sin wasn’t slowing down for Edward to grow accustom to the girth.
“What ever happened…” Edward gasped, “to my first time being gentle?” he growled.
Greed laughed as he plunged into Edward; “I was planning on it, do you mind?” and he stopped long enough for Edward to gather his breath and think.
“No,” Edward shook his head, “I think I’d demand it,”
Greed chuckled; he picked up his previous punishing rhythm and after a few minutes of driving Edward crazy by hitting the prostate on every thrust inwards; he finally pressed the button on the cock ring. Edward’s cum spewed out of him and Edward cried out his climax with Greed’s name on his lips.
Greed lent forward’s and took Edward’s lips with his. His thrusting became slower but soon after he climaxed inside Edward with whispered, gasps of Edward’s name.
They lay in the darkness with Greed on top of Edward with his dick still inside the blond alchemist.
Edward laughed, and grinned maniacally; “Next time it’s my turn to top,”
Greed smirked in return; it was a promise.