Dating Greed (pt2)
Dating Greed
Part 2
Warnings this chapter - Drinking, but I am making Edward legal, since its Amestris I am not going to go by laws that don't work for my fic. *lol*
Marauder's Lair was a classy night club. Edward couldn't believe it. He had been expecting something like the Devil's Nest. No, this was completly different. The floor was a glossy dark wood, small tables with a simple glass vase and a rose stood in the middle of each, the lighting was intimate. Edward could see couples kissing even. Some were the same sex and for some reason, it didn't gross him out or make him nervous, it felt as if he belonged some how. The long bar wa stalked with any and all sorts of liqour. Edward hadn't ever tasted alcohol and he wondered if he would tonight. It was special.
Not knowing what to do, he took a seat at the bar, the counter top was made of gassy black marble. He didn't dare to put his fingers on it, the fear of getting glared at for ruining the sheen; "What will you have?" the bartender asked.
"Water, please," Edward replied.
"Water? are you afraid of me?" the dark chuckling of Greed from behind had Edward stiffening his spine.
"No, its just that I've never had any alcohol before..." he trailed off lamley. Greed's hand tickled the back of his neck softly as the man took a seat.
"Give him some wine, as long as you have something to eat and you don't have a lot of glasses, you should be fine. Either way, I'll drive you home," Greed explained. The tall glass, only a third of the way filled, was set before him.
"Its a sweet wine, I don't think you'd want to start out with a Cab or antyhing dry like that. I find wine to be a rich mans drink and I like it," Greed had a glass of the same. Edwardsiffed it slightly before taking a small sip. Greed watched Edward. The blond was beautiful in the tight fitting clothing. He seemed to like the wine since Edward gave him a shy smile. Greed found that he'd do anything to get that from Edward.
"So, who owns this place? I've never heard of it before, the directions you gave me this morning were confusing," Edward admitted, he had gotten lost, but a radom drunk was able to help him out, radom drunks should be blessed, Edwardhad thought.
"I own it," Greed replied with a happy smirk. Edward blinked but did not find the idea to be far fetched. It made sense. Greed would want to own a night club, "Actually," Greed went on, "I own three,"
"Three? are you kidding me?" he squeeked. Greed laughed. His laughter was full of amusement, not anything mocking, but pure, happy amusement.
"Yes, this one is the most normal, the other two deals in fetishes,"
"Fetishes?'
"Sexual fetishes," Greed gave Edward a seeking gaze, "You do know that there are more ways to have sex than to do anything else, right?"
"yeah...." now he was nervous, but, he was curious. He just didn't know how to ask.
"We don't have to talk about it now, it is the first date, after all,"
Edward laughed, his voice grew higher and he had to clear his throat to speak; "Alphonse told me not to go to third base on the first date,"
"That's a good idea. You should listen to Alphonse a lot more," Greed's smirk suggested that he wasn't serious. Edward sputtered just to fein hurt.
"Come and dance wih me, Jones will keep our drinks safe, so there is nothing to worry about," Greed stood and held out his hand. Edward didn't dare argue, he knew that if he did he would lose the nerve and even if it was Greed...he wanted to have something more in life than just musty old books and an empty house. It would be nice, he decided as he took hold of Greeds profered hand, to have someone there to wake up to, someone to hold him and comfort him when life was too big for him to handle. Someone to...take to bed....and to...make a mess on the sheets with.
Greed led him onto the dance floor, the walzt was slow and sultery. Other couples joined them, but Edward found his world narrowed down to Greed. The dark brown eyes, the smile that had turned loveing (and if asked, Edward would have never used the word 'love' to define anything about Greed) - he riased his arms to hook his hands behind Greed's neck while hands migrated to grip lightly on his hips. They moved on ther own, like a river. Neither of them stumbled, but instead their dance was flowed in harmony. Edward felt his heart flutter as Greed twirled him around the floor. He made his decision right then and there, he wanted Greed. He wanted the other man so badly he was going light headed by all the possibiliies.
They lost track of tme and had dance through four more songs before Edward's stomache made itself known; "Sorry, I didn't eat before I left," Edward looked away, embrassed. Greed's fingers stroked along his chin and gently turned the blond to look up at him.
"Let's get something to eat, I could eat a horse myself," Greed suggested. They left the dance floor and to his surprise, Greed led Edward to another floor, up here it was made up of private rooms. The room Greed took Edward too was empty mostly beside a pile of pillows on the floor with a small table. Moments later, waiters came in with hot food, all of them were Edward's favorites. Baked chicken, coleslaw, mashed potatoes and chocolate cake with ice cream. There was no milk in site, which Edwar was gad for, instead Lemonade had been procured.
"Wow, how did you...?" Edward wondered as he was pushed into the pillows. Greed Bestowed agentle kiss on the blonds cheek.
"I know everything, well, what I could, about you. I wont pretend to know what you think or what you feel. But, I do know that you hate peas like you hate milk, and that you love mashed potatoes because its easy to eat," Greed whispered into his ear, it was so sultry. Edward never knew that common talk verses erotic could actually be...erotic. Maybe it was because the words were whispered....or the fact that he had a picture of Greed licing mashed potatoes from his body....
He Giggled.
NO! BAD THOUGTHS GO AWAY!
"Can we eat now?" Edward wondered. Greed sat back and began to serve the food. Edward poured them both some lemonade and they began to talk. They talked about anything and everything, from how Greed had com to own three clubs, two of them sexual fetish clubs, to how Alphonse was going to do in school and what his future plans were to be. Edward wouldn't have guessed that Greed had becom bored and that was why he had opened two other clubs. Needless to say, Edward was just happy that Alphonse was striking out on his own.
"And what about you? won't you be lonely?" Greed asked. They had started on the chocolate cake with coffe at their elbows.
"I...was...hoping that maybe....you'd....be there..." Edward mumbled.
"I'm sorry, Eddy, what did you say?" Greed was mocking him, he knew it, but he repeated his sentence before.
"I would love to be there, Love," Greed leaned forward and captured Edward's lips unawarse and unprepared. Edward blinked, surprised, but he melted like ice into the feel and the need, and the hope.
tbc
not spell checked because its late. Sorry folks.