Inerasable Sin
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Uke-Less Relationship
A fanfiction by Erin Lightning
Chapter I: An Uke-Less Relationship
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Two slender fingers, like delicate, pasty snakes drew their way across the homunculuse\'s washboard stomach, a snail\'s trail of gooey golden caramel left in their wake. Beneath the master\'s skilled hands, the immortal body quaked with an undeniable pleasure, and Envy couldn\'t resist but run his tongue across the caramel-coated man in a rather sadistic manner that showed he was well more then enjoying this. The young teen relished the scent of the sweet liquid candy that filled his mouth, intermingled with that delectable taste of the sweat that covered his partner in a slight film, the sweat of a God.
Beneath his powerful limbs, the body shifted. A groan of agitation and loathing spilled from the other man\'s mouth, causing the teen homunculus\'s eyes to flicker from his current actions and come to rest upon the cruel, steel-gray eyes of his companion. Eyes that showed his charge was currently angered with him. \'Well, fuck him,\' thought Envy, a second finger crawling across to meddle in the puddle of golden candy, \'I\'m enjoying myself.\'
It was as Envy\'s fingers moved from the man\'s stomach to lift two rather large, dripping amount of caramel to his own mouth and his long, palm locks draped into his own amythest eyes, that the man reached up a metallic hand, smooth and polished, and grasped the boy\'s wrist in a tight grip that would have pained any ordinary human. Good thing Envy wasn\'t ordinary. With a final, agitated sigh of his own, Envy cocked a rather nasty smirk and sneered, \"What? Not enjoying being the one pushed around for once, Greedy? Or, is that it, you\'re sick of me treating you like this when you\'re the one who wants to taunt your partner? That\'s how you treat your little frickin dogs, now isn\'t it?\" In one quick snap, he wrenched his hand out of Greed\'s and contemplated flipping the other homunculus the birdie.
Greed\'s eyes narrowed to a menacing glower and his sharkteeth, Envy noted, were greatly visible as his mouth curled into the most bloodthirsty snarl manageable. \"Get the fuck off me. Now.\"
Envy\'s smirk stretched itself into a taunting grin. His head dropped lower, brushing itself across the other homunculi\'s stomach just once more, making several quick swipes at it playfully as he lapped up the remaining caramel, his eyes carefully trained upon Greed\'s, watching for any emotion. And he was not to be dissapointed. With every little connection of his tongue upon Shark\'s flesh, a pulse of pleasure danced in Greed\'s eyes, making the whole experience just that much more interesting for Envy, who refused to answer until his mouth dripped candy at the edges, his smile oozing sugary-coated sweetness. \"Oh, and what are you gonna do if I don\'t?\" His eyes contracted to match Greed\'s harrowing stare, and he added, \"You want me, don\'t you? But you want it under your rules. Well, there\'s the rule of life for you, my Greedy compadre: You can\'t have everything your way.\"
Greed\'s hands, in that second, snapped tight around the younger homunculi\'s wrists. In a blinding flare of light, the shark-toothed homunculi\'s hands contorted into beastly apparitions of themselves, ghastly black steel growing from flesh like white marble. Long dagger claws took form where once fingers were, and the vicious-toothed gaze he gave Envy seemed so much more mechanical now. \"Get. Off.\" To emphasize his demand, Greed struggled beneath the firm restraint of the other homunculus, snarling like a caged tiger.
Envy was hardly intimidated. Boyish knees, curved and smooth as if in perfection itself, pinned down Greed\'s hips, hidden by the veneer of fancy black Italian leather of the highest grade; Envy should have known Greed would never be lacking no matter what the circumstances. However, it was also quite clear to the young boy that, even though his arms were definately in no place to be used right this second, it would still take less then a thought to get himself into Greed\'s pants. Literally.
But this game was just too much goddamned fun. His hips, strong and muscular for the thin and slender size he prided himself on, rocked hard against Greed\'s, forcing the other homunculus to grit his teeth, a vain attempt to hide the animal instinct that even an artificial human could learn. Oh, what a thing, these sins were! Beings that fought and quarreled like small children, and yet had enough power in one mere finger to bring a mortal to the Gate. That, or lead another homunculus to a pretty damn good orgasm, at least in Envy\'s opinion. And, of course, he prided himself in being able to bring on the very best. Naturally.
Greed\'s hands tightened their talonic grip with every grind of Envy\'s ivory hips against his own, and his moans grew quick and sharp into snarls. His mouth unhinged, teeth like deadly spikes glinting in the darkness that surrounded the two, just waiting for a chance to strike. And oh how that chance came.
Digging his fingers with nails like knives into the candy mess he had spread across Greed\'s stomach, Envy forced the flesh of the body beneath him apart like a mere mortal would tear an evelope. Deep crimson stained the caramel, coloring it an even darker color which seemed to satisfy Envy, who was now back into his game. His hand, still restricted by Greed\'s claws, swiped itself through the puddle of blood, sweat, and sweets, then lifted it to Greed\'s mouth at the very second he rocked once more against the other homunculus.
Greed\'s throat gave a sore moan of pleasure, his senses drowning in the depths of the perfumed scents Envy had drawn from him. Sickening. Sinful. This whole business was definately not one of the things he wanted, and, of course, if Greed didn\'t want something, he did a damn good job of resisting it. Which, in this case, meant craning his neck up in Envy\'s direction, fast like the strike of a cobra, and striking the blood-covered fingers with a nasty nip.
Envy\'s hand didn\'t waver in the homunculus\'s bite, but his face did turn a shade darker, which seemed to please his partner. The youth\'s deep purple gaze settled upon the smug face of his chosen companion, and he frowned as he said, \"Does it make you alive to kill others? Does it?\" His other hand lashed out in a cat-scratch, drawing the nails across Greed\'s bare and masculine chest and digging them in quite deep this time. \"Two can play that game.\"
An echo of fury forced itself from Greed\'s very being, and his metallic hands, with all their might, sought to fling Envy to the floor. How suprised he was to find that the other wouldn\'t be budged, not even by \"The Ultimate Sheild\". His teeth sank deeper to cover his wounded pride.
\"Bite as hard as you want, you can\'t kill me,\" Envy taunted. \"I\'m not fragile like your little bomber, or even your frail, weak little chimera pets. Does it make you feel better to think you can surround yourself by objects that are just mere playtoys to someone like you?\" This time, Envy curled himself and rocked against the other quite hard, as if he was forcing the game now to a show of power.
Greed, once more of course, made an attempt at gaining the upper hand. Through his full mouth, he mumbled, \"I\'ll have the perfect world of my choice, even if it means adding a homunculus to my collection to do it.\"
\"Really, now?\" Envy asked, intrigued. \"Well, that\'s quite an ambition...\" He had become bored by now. Greed\'s rather tempermental attitude, his instability, was hardly more then predictable, and therefore he was barely a challenge. That, and, if he thought he was causing Envy pain...\"However, I don\'t really have time to play. I didn\'t come here to play. I came here to fuck. And if you don\'t want to actually give me what I want, well, let\'s just say, I\'m greedy myself. Or perhaps just envious for a greed to rival your own.\"
Greed\'s tongue lapped against the blood spilling from Envy\'s torn hand, his shark-teeth still busily digging in deeper, deeper yet, trying to sever the very fingers off of Envy\'s hand. At last, after the silence had settled about him like a veil, Greed spat out Envy\'s hand with disgust and muttered foully,\"I won\'t uke.\"
Envy chuckled and examined his hand. He wondered if, perhaps, he should get a tetanus shot? Nah, let it get all diseased if it should, all oozing pus and dripping vile green liquid. Then again, could a homunculus even get disease? He wasn\'t sure. His bare thighs (for Envy had never been taught the decency of wearing a pair of pants when coming to call upon a lover) relaxed their hold on Greed atlast, and, with a strong push, he leapt from Greed\'s hold only to land, haunched over and cat-like on the floor, all four hands and feet on the floor and long blackish locks trailing in his boyish face as he cast an amused, but tired glare up at Greed.\"Neither will I.\"
Greed rubbed his head, and sat up, rather dazed at Envy\'s quick retreat. \"Where the hell are you going?\" he snapped.
Envy stood, his body shimmering with his own special power as his clothing just seemed to reappear on him. In a manner that showed his lack of interest in the other man, the youth homunculi\'s hand reached up and brushed back his long locks, positioning his headband with care. He gave a sigh, a flippant gesture of his hand. \"Edo-kuns.\"
\"That shrimp?\"
\"He fucks better then you at least,\" Envy said, casting a nasty little stare over his shoulder as he turned his back on Greed. \"And, I don\'t have to waste my fucking time trying to get that brat to let me do whatever the hell I want to him. I can see now why we never got along.\"
Greed\'s eyes narrowed again, and he brushed back his black hair, slipping the brown leather vest, pleated with heavy, downy white fur, onto his bare shoulders so enticingly that it made Envy\'s skin crawl. But the younger knew that he wouldn\'t get the older, not yet. Not quite yet. But the day would come soon. Yes...soon... His fingers trailed through his hair one last time, thenthe homunculi gave the slightest of flips, landing gracefully upon the windowsill and casting back one last glance, this one terribly foreboding in its look. \"This isn\'t over.\"
\"Fight me,\" Greed stated, somewhat distracted. His hand ran smooth across his butchered chest, but his eyes kept contact with Envy.
\"Fight you? You\'re pulling my string. I don\'t fight wimps,\" Envy shot back. \"Maybe after you\'ve figured out damn well what you are, I\'ll be back. You see, I have this little theory...If I make your life a living hell, perhaps...perhaps we\'ll both get our way in the end, right? Or so pipsqueak says. \"Equivalent Exchange\".\"
Greed, puzzled, would have said something, but, in that moment, Envy was gone. For good? No, heaven\'s no. He\'d be back. Envy was the dragon\'s shadow, that dark being that lingered in wait. Sometimes...sometimes it made Greed wonder, which of the two...
Which of the two was truthfully the more greedy?
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To be Continued in Chapter II: Flames and the One-Night Stand