Vanilla

He’d updated his form again.

Perhaps Greed should have been more surprised, Envy had taken to adding or changing bits to his preferred form every half a century or so. It had proved somewhat jarring the first time he had done so a few decades ago, but the mind beneath invariably stayed the same. Perhaps that was the thought that usually stopped the avaricious sin from being so amazed.

He’d really gone all out this time though. Like an adult painter redoing a picture they had drawn in their childhood – the subject matter was the same, the arrangement was the same, but the style, the colors, the detailing of the anatomy and perfection of the proportions that come with years of built up artistic experience separated it completely from its juvenile predecessor. Why Envy had taken to making all these changes at once rather than simply adding them in as he went along was lost on Greed, but it did make for some interesting bodily comparisons.

Envy’s first form had been boyish in every sense. Perfectly suited to the mind-set of the young jovial homunculi. Like a child, knowing the shape of something but with no patience for details his form had been simple – soft shapely limbs, rounded cheeks, a simple pointy nose and chin and the barest dusting of additional details like a navel, nostrils, fingernails. Not really sculpted or refined, a wholly smooth an toneless affair with eyes a clear copy of Lust’s own and a sort of shaggy mop of dark plum colored hair spilling over his self-made headband in a waterfall of long spikey locks. A strange combination of soft shapes and harsh lines and angles, the sparse clothing clearing designed simply to cover up the areas of the body little Envy either had no knowledge of or no interest in researching in order to allow him to breeze further into the bits of the design he thought were … cool. It was simple. Almost cute in its reflection of it’s creators naivety. Greed often wondered why Envy had kept it this way so long after Father had ‘remade’ him. Perhaps the newer Envy had simply accepted it, like a human accepts the body they have been born into… without knowing of course that the form he had been reborn into was the result of his predecessors hard work and months of observation.

His second rendition wasn’t until a few decades later, and while it wasn’t as simplistic as his first form, this one showed off if anything the art of a painter who had tried to put too many new techniques down on a single canvas, the end result becoming a rather complicated ordeal to look at.

The most immediate change perhaps was the hair… the weedy purple boyish style replaced with thick leafy-green locks that extended much further down his back towards his ass. It wasn’t… a particularly pleasant color that was for sure, curiously it did rather make him resemble some sort of wilted shrubbery though. Hardly the effect it turned out Envy was going for, but good material to tease him with nevertheless.

As age had no bearing on Envy’s body Greed supposed he thought of that new form as the herald of his ‘teen’ years, the younger homunculi taking on a particularly bitchy streak after breaking away from the company of Lust and sometimes himself to go and be brainwashed by Pride, who at this point in his life Envy seemed to have taken to idol worshiping. It was also in this version of himself that gender really became a question of debate for the homunculi, the previous all over slenderness of a boyish youth replaced with additional height and discordantly toned legs that gave his thighs a curvy thick look in comparison to his still slender and flat stomach that without bothering to compensate for by expanding his chest or shoulders eluded to previous nonexistent femininity yet he’d made the bottom of his face wider and given it a somewhat masculine jaw… it didn’t help the already staggering degree of androgyny..

Well it was a step in the right direction Greed supposed. Envy’s concept of human anatomy had evolved from ‘barely existent’ to ‘just confused’. He seemed to have made his flat belly longer, or his chest shorter… it was hard to tell, but it resulted in his now slightly-articulated pectoral muscles being just a little too pronounced and high-up, like a teenage girl with a training bra. Greed got a hell of a lot of mileage out of that.

Now this new form though… this was something else.

It was poised, calculated, well put together and appeared surprisingly well researched for something of Envy’s creation. The hair had gone full circle, neither as thick as its previous version nor a spindly as it’s original but a tendril-like mix of both. He’d kept the length, but darkened it again, and though it still shone in the light with a green gleam it was a different shade, a royal green over the color of well… snot perhaps.

The traces of the androgyny of the past form had also been dialed back by the general addition of muscle mass and masculine proportions across the whole of his body; his previously flat stomach now awash with visible abdominal muscles, his previous slender arms swollen with biceps to match and counter act the previous version’s toned thighs. Even his chest was made masculine… despite being clothed still in a skintight half-top. His shoulders were now a great deal wider, ribcage larger and hips made narrower to accentuate a classically masculine silhouette. He’d even gone to the trouble to change up his face a little, the wide feminine eyes of his pervious two forms narrowed a little into shrewd slits, his face less rounded and thinner, even his nose had been improved – the pointed peak of his last form rounded off into a more realistic –albeit somewhat out of place- button nose that was somehow both alien and fitting at the same time. He looked a good deal older, maybe 16 now, a definite upgrade from the 13ish year old body he had first wrestled his monstrous green self into so many years ago… Greed had to admit, on closer examination this new Envy looked –

“Not bad.” He wolf whistled, knowing how much Envy had come to despise the sound during his more feminine version.

Envy glanced around, scowling as his eyes searched for Greed in the shadows of their subterranean homunculi stronghold. Catching sight of him he vaulted from the sturdy pipe he’d been perched on, striding towards the elder sin who’s teasing yesterday had finally prompted him to refresh his form once more. And man had he gone all out.

Greed cocked an eyebrow immediately as Envy began to approach him. Now this was interesting. Envy had had the same walk for over a century, naturally he noticed instantly when it now appeared to be a little off. A distinct swagger had entered his step, a little awkward even compared to the usual tight-thighed slinkiness he strolled around with. A massive sharkish smile pulled across Greed’s face. Oh how he recognized that walk all to well. That was the somewhat wide-set march of someone with a few extra nuts and bolts handing between their legs.

“Finally got around to giving yourself junk then?” He teased, peering over his sunglasses with a degree of ferocious curiosity. Never before had Envy ever been gendered, the loose concealing loincloth and feminine gait an easy give away of the fact. What had he made it like, giant to overcompensate for his tiny ego? Or maybe itty bitty so it would still be hidden in his shorts? Did Envy even know what a dick looked like? God… this had the potential to be hilarious.

“Pft” Envy hissed through his teeth, a defensive note coming into his wide-set stance “Like hell I’d tell you about it even if I had”

Oh how he loved to watch Envy get his shorts into a bunch “Its kinda obvious” Greed grinned, his eyes flashing once over Envy before coming back to rest on him. He’d done a good job on this one, like the previous two where just practice runs. The level of detailing was almost human. The thin lines detailing his soft new lips, his skin no longer sickly pale, but with a distinct peachy tint; he’d even gone so far as to give himself nipples this time, the hard masculine pectoral muscles and smaller circular additions adorning obvious at all times now that he was close enough through the skin-tight rubbery fabric of his top. He wasn’t using clothing to skimp over details anymore – that was obvious.

“So, do they work?” He questioned, a malicious grin spreading across the avaricious sin’s face. Clearly Envy was going to a lot of trouble to impress someone, the new hints of masculinity and sexuality as obvious as if he’d painted his lips red and shoveled on turquoise hooker eye shadow with a garden trowel.

“Do what work?” Envy questioned testily, grimacing at Greed with the usual jeering expression he adopted when being made fun of.

“These” Greed laughed, amused at how easily Envy had fallen into his conversational trap as he grazed a knuckle over the fabric above Envy’s nipple, the owner of said nipple flinching and jumping backwards before shouting at the top of his lungs

“WHAT THE HELL!”

Greed guffawed boisterously; his asexual sibling’s new genitalia not making up for over a lifetime of sexual inexperience. He’d leapt back and shrieked like a teenage virgin, just as he’d expected Envy to.

His little brother took another step back at the chortling laughter, sneering to himself as Greed cried himself to tears. Greed always looked so fucking good when he laughed. Hell, that was probably why everyone tried to get him to laugh in the first place, those nasty little humans up above crawling and simpering around him like love-struck morons. Envy glanced down forlorn at the floor as the jealousy at his core swam up his veins to drown him once more, a familiar and totally unwelcome feeling.

“HAHAHAHAH!” Greed laughed himself silent, noticing Envy staring obliviously into the floor the same way he did every time his sin got the better of him, a disturbing blankness falling over his usually bright eyes. “Hey! Ya’alright?”

“hum?” Envy hummed vacantly, glancing back up at Greed with a hollow gaze. These weird turns had been happening a lot more recently when the usually thoughtless younger sin seemed totally trapped within his own head. Perhaps like Gluttony’s claims of hunger and Sloth’s perpetual exhaustion, this too was Envy’s imbalance. When humans where about it turned into a murderous rage that recently only Lust had been able to calm him out of – fortunate in its own way as it had led to Envy being reassigned to Lust’s side and out of the way of Pride’s manipulative bullying for the most part – but when it was only him and other homunculi where senseless fighting would go punished by father his rage seemed to turn inwards, drowning out the younger sin’s attitude until all that seemed to remain was a bleak shell.

Thankfully, Greed had developed a cure: distraction.

“You know their not supposed to do that right” The elder sin settled on, pointing towards Envy’s chest “Was a good try, but the details are still a bit off”

“Huh?” Envy muttered, like a hypnotists-victim rousing slowly from a trance “What?” He glanced down at his chest as indicated.

“Its hot in here-” Greed explained, the underground labyrinth waiting to swallow up Central always warming to levels far beyond the outside temperature as the metal pipes heated in the hot air and water on hot summer days such at this “- There only supposed to go like that if you freezing cold or-“ Greed trailed off, the hard pinpricks of Envy’s new nipples distracting him momentarily.

“Or?” Envy placidly prompted more awake now - still cantankerous- but also still lacking bite and his usual conviction between his words as he raised a hand thoughtlessly to rub against the new nipple Greed was pointing at as if to calm it back into softness.

“-Or when you’re turned on” Greed smirked, Envy’s clouded gaze finally brightening with indignation and leered sharply at him.

“I ain’t turned on! It just feels weird since you had to go and fucking poke it! They’re new ya’ know!” Envy snapped

“…This is by far the strangest conversation I’ve ever had with you” Greed muttered to himself, rubbing the back of his head with amused awkwardness “I really didn’t need to know how your new nipples feel…”

“Tingly” Envy added with a snide grin, liveliness sneaking back into his demeanor as the challenge of filling Greed’s head with unnecessary and undesired information coaxed him into the first stirrings of sadistic joy

“Ha! Then you are turned on!” Greed returned with vitality. Now that Envy’s mood had taken an upturn it was officially open season on teasing once more.

“Wha?” A hilariously dumbstruck expression splattering across the younger homunculi’s face “AM NOT!”

Grinning like a cobra Greed slipped like a snake back into Envy’s personal space, an experienced finger flicking at the bud Envy had been rubbing rather alluringly now that he came to think about it for the last minute or so, the still hard nub apparently having not receded in the least.

“Hey!” Envy shouted as he flinched again, his words chastising and his arms grabbing at Greed’s own but not actually going so far as to exert the force that might suggest he wanted Greed to stop, his expression one of surprise more than anything else.

“Yeah?” Greed questioned casually, his nonchalance taunting Envy’s jumpiness as a second hand raised its thumb-pad to brush against the Envy’s other unattended nipple, the two thumbs moving in unison to stroke at the tight black-clothed peaks in small slow circles.

“Ah! Greed!” the smaller sin hissed through clenched teeth, beginning to breath deeply through his nose which in turn made his chest heave, adding a second wave of motion as his traitorous new human milk-nozzles tried to push themselves further into Greed’s obliging hands.

“Why do human men even have these anyway! So useless!” The younger growled, unwilling to show either enjoyment or agony, as both would serve to make him appear weaker… and he wasn’t quite sure what he really thought of all this. The sensation was… different, certainly. He’d never felt anything quite like it. That didn’t necessarily make it a good thing though.

“Cos-“ Greed chuckled into Envy’s ear, the effect stirring a completely different and also totally unknown feeling in the smaller homunculus “-Some guys are really sensitive there, just like you seem to have made yourself”

“I didn’t make myself sensitive to anything!” Envy hissed though his teeth once more, the experience starting to become a bit too much.

“hahaha” Greed laughed good naturedly, amused by Envy’s clear indecision of whether to fight off the strange new experience or be drawn into it by curiosity. Not to mention if he could get a good look at Envy’s new form first and point out all the bits he got wrong before Envy could compare and change them it would be something he’d never let the younger sin live down, and without amusements like that, the life of a homunculi would indeed be a very boring immortality.

“So here’s the thing” He chanced, grinning at the slight haphazard flush perking across Envy’s cheeks, “I’m curious, you’re curious and you’ve got a whole new body to play about with. Lots of new bells and whistles and all that. You want to experiment?”

“Experiment?” Envy questioned, managing to still sound dubious even with the thick overtone of budding arousal clear in his voice. Holy hell, he’d made himself sensitive.

“Yeah” Greed breathed into Envy’s ear, his hands snaking one around Envy’s back to hold him in place and the other down to cup whatever mysterious malformed object was now hidden beneath his loincloth.

The effect was instantaneous, Envy both nearly leaping out of his skin at the totally unknown contact and growling out a stifled moan. “So?” Greed prompted, loving the slight resistance of the organ pressed against his hand that told him Envy had already begun to grow a little hard on him. He’d have to use that nipple massage thing on some of the ladies topside if this was the reaction he’d get.

Envy bit his lip, struggling against a good many things he’d never have dreamed of feeling before. He had no idea what Greed was thinking with his hand down ‘there’, but it was making him feel weird all over – this new traitorous body tense and tingly and almost feeling a little uncomfortable all at the same time. Greed probably just wanted to strip him so that he could laugh at him anyway. He was always the first one to jump on anything he got wrong when he made a body-update.

“Only if” Envy replied through gritted teeth, grinning a little as he considered a way to get what he wanted (whatever that currently was) without being made a fool “This says on the whole time” he finished, tugging at the bottom left hand corner of the part of his loincloth Greed had not captured in his wayward hand in explanation.

“Heh, so you know nudities involved? Well that’s a start I guess.” Greed was temporarily taken aback, staring at the body he now held closer to his own than he had done in years as Envy’s vivid purple eyes gazed up at him, cat-like, searching for signed of deceit or betrayal. “Sure”. He finished, unused to being so well examined by the small sin. He really was a bit creepy sometimes.

“Ya gotta promise” Envy barked, pulling himself a bit firmer towards Greed, the extra pressure coming from the heel of Greed’s cupped hand making him hiss once more as he did so.

“Yeah, Yeah, I promise” Scowled Greed, unhappy his plan had been thwarted… Unless he got Envy so tightly wrapped around his thumb that he could persuade the smaller sin to unveil himself in the heat of the moment, or the mindless cool down of an orgasm.

“Com’on then”

Shoed feet strolled slowly down the corridors of Father’s underground realm with feigned casualness as bear-footed ones trotted easily behind, the door to Greed’s bedroom thrown open and locked closed as Envy circled around the cluttered space. All manner of items were thrown on the floor, the room even smelt like Greed, like cigarettes, leather and old bottles of liquor. He’d never been in here before – by Greed choice that was, he’d snooped about in all his siblings rooms before but never invited – it struck Envy as being sort of homey, peaceful in its messy chaos.

“So” Greed prompted, gesturing with his thumb towards the bed. Romance would be lost on Envy, and why waste it on someone who wouldn’t appreciate it when it could be saved for all the pretty little surface-dwelling morsels instead.

Envy peered at him, seeming a little dazed and confused for a moment before following Greed’s direction and slowly nearing the stained navy blue bedspread. Approaching furniture was something Envy now did with great trepidation, the challenge of managing to safely sit on anything terrifying him more than running headfirst into a war. Tentatively he placed on one knee, the wooden frame of the bed creaking eerily like a ship at sea under the suddenly massive weight applied. Envy scowled at it murderously as he settled his other knee onto the bed, the frame protesting, but holding up. The mattress seemed to be having a harder time though, dipping so far down on Envy’s side he looked like a lonely kid on a see-saw.

Greed approached him slowly, his eyes fixed on his bed – his possession – waiting to see if it was indeed capable of holding up Envy’s heavy weight while reminding himself that was a mistake he would have to make sure not to make. For all his wise-suggestion, Envy could easily crush him. Sure, he’d regenerate, but it would still hurt and probably spoil the mood. Or maybe not, Pride had taught Envy to be a sadistic little shit. Maybe he’d get off on that.

Envy was still staring in a somewhat overly fascinated manner around the room. It seemed so totally different with Greed occupying it at the same time he did.

“Greed” he murmured before he thought to stop it “Lets go somewhere else.”

“Huh? Why? Where?”

“Sloth’s got a stronger bed and he’s out digging, and this place smells like ass” Envy replied carefully. In truth he couldn’t place why he didn’t want to do this here… something just didn’t seem right about it.

Greed shrugged but acquiesced. Hell, the less stuff of his Envy breaks the better.

…

There” Greed announced with a degree of finality, flopping onto Sloths bed on top of Envy. As the second heaviest of the sins, Sloths bed was made to accommodate extra weight, the strong oak bedframe triple reinforced with a number of thick struts that kept even Envy’s heavy weight at bay. Not that he looked particularly heavy at the moment Greed noted, staring down into Envy’s eyes. The smaller sin seeming unnaturally docile lying beneath him like this, his usually snake-like irises plumped out into heavy ovals and wild hair lying tame across the pillows.

“Hum” Greed hummed to himself, scratching at the back of his head. Something wasn’t quite right about having Envy just lie there and take it, especially in this form, the most masculine and muscular one yet.

“What?” Envy demanded, leaning up and dragging his wild hair with him like an awakened kraken “Not backing out now are you, Greed?” He mocked, a smirk slithering across his face at the idea of an easy victory over his so sexually self-acclaimed elder brother.

“Nah. Get up.”

Envy obliged, only to watch as Greed slung himself onto the bed with a carelessness Envy could never manage at his weight and gestured with a wave of his hand’s for Envy to re-approach.

“Common, sit” The elder sin explained at Envy’s confused expression, flailing is hands over his hips in invitation.

“I’ll crush you” Envy replied curtly, unsure if this was Greed’s idea of a joke.

Either way he’d take it, or leave.

With so much running around to find a place to be the feeling that Envy had been so persuaded by before had faded. In fact, without their encouragement the smaller sin was begging to grow… apprehensive.

“Gee, I didn’t know you cared” Greed relied in a sing-song voice. The challenge was out, now Envy had to do it.

The younger sin knit his brow with determination and slowly, carefully and unexpectedly gently settled himself over Greed’s hips. He shuffled round a bit, experimenting with the placement of his butt and thighs, straining to find a position comfortable for his weight that wouldn’t also break Greed’s pelvis before a strong hand on his thigh stilled him.

“Envy, stop you’re damn wiggling. Are you trying to seduce me?” Greed laughed good-naturedly. A sour look crossed the smaller homunculi’s face; so much for being considerate and trying not to crush the bastard.

Having watched each of Envy’s now very prominent muscles tense up in irritation Greed shrugged apologetically and began soothingly rubbing the hand on the smaller homunculi’s thigh in an attempt to placate him. Envy certainly wasn’t as relaxed as he had been when this had seemed like a good idea to propose. In fact, the smaller homunculus was looking a bit flighty, a good deal of tension had stolen back into his small yet incredibly dense frame, the taunt thigh muscles and twitching abdominals a clear give away.

“Pfft, this is a stupid idea Greed!” Envy suddenly proclaimed loudly in an attempt to seem haughty; Envy had long seemed to have this misconception that saying something loudly enough and boldly enough would make it easily dismissible. “It was just a temperature thing anyway, its cold today!”. He turned and tried to clamber off, taking as much time and planning in removing himself as he had in mounting Greed before the elder homunculus snagged his fingers into Envy’s black chest-piece. Although the top could be lifted up and off like a strand of hair, it was still very much attached to and a part of Envy’s physical make-up, the act of having part of himself tugged at halting the sin.

“It’s a million degrees and you know it, you’re back’s sweaty” Envy growled as Greed leaned up and into him, his back flush against Greed’s torso as the elder sin’s hands crept across the chest of the smaller one in front of him “-so you sweat now too, huh?” He whispered, remembering the barely hidden reaction the same thing had elicited earlier. He was shocked to discover it totally ineffectual.

Thankfully returning to toy with his prey’s nipples was not.

Greed’s experienced fingers – so much larger than Envy’s own digits – pushing the bottom of Envy’s already sparse top as high as it would go until it bunched around his armpits, exposing half his chest – and more specifically, Envy’s nice new sensitive nipples to the open air, the skin on skin touch of his fingers and Greed’s own inquisitive eyes.

After all, nipples seemed dismissible enough, but there was a lot of attention and detail in their design, in the tiny little pink studs that lined the circumference, in the softness of a nib at the middle. Envy had his work cut out for him. And what color? Pink seemed obvious for the homunculi’s pale skin tone, but would he think it too feminine and choose a pale brown instead. Greed grinned to himself. He supposed if anything wasn’t to his liking he could always just trick Envy into changing it anyway.

Wrapping his fingers around the now soft and smooth peaks to try and tempt them back into firmness proved without a doubt that they indeed felt real, and from Envy’s reaction to his now much more assertive ministrations, they seemed to be connected up to his brain correctly. The smaller sin arched his back at the abrupt and no longer teasing sensation, thrusting his chest into Greed’s firm fingers, the feelings previously built up inside of him apparently having stayed strong as if in stasis rather than having receded as Envy had originally thought.

Greed couldn’t help but laugh, his chin resting on Envy’s shoulder to watch the younger homunculi as he instantly began to come undone again in Greed hands.

God, knowing he was such a turn on was in itself such a turn on, and every time Envy arched his back like a drawn bow for more contact the smaller sin’s pert ass nudged a little further into his lap.

He really didn’t fancy Envy finishing after only a bit of nipple-play, but damn did the whole thing feel more exciting than any human woman he’d banged in a while now – and they hadn’t even gotten started yet. True to an earlier assessment of what best benefited his skin color, the soft silken nipples in his hands where indeed pink like cherry blossoms, the architecture of the two small appendages disappointingly and yet arousingly perfect.

Damn, he’d got the nipples right. Well there was still the whole of downstairs to mess with Envy’s head about.

Leaving one hand to play where it was, Greed’s left hand slithered downwards, gliding with finger’s spread across the new taunt flesh of Envy’s well-muscled torso, each muscle springing a bit as the imposing hand glided across their surface before playing at the hem of Envy’s loincloth. His hand was called to stall, rubbing lazy circles with his thumb around Envy’s inward pointing navel

“Greed-“ the smaller homunculi mumbled, not quite aroused enough yet to be moaning his name, but clearly on the road to being so. “- You promised”

“Yeah, I know. I don’t lie. The skirt stays on, but the shorts are coming off”

“I’m not wearing a skirt! Uhuh-” Envy shouted enraged before keening in agreement, a particularly hard pinch to his nipple cutting off whatever it was he was about to say contrary. “Greed, I’m gonna’-“

“What? Not already Envy, common. You aren’t even hard yet” Greed interrupted.

“No! You- ARG!” the shape shifter snarled, distracted once again “-Stop pinching me!”

“Heh, I’m sorry, what where you going to say?” Greed asked obligingly, waiting for the exact moment in which Envy opened his mouth before once again gripping hard to the little sin’s sensitive nipple, laughing as the flustered homunculus glared at him deadly and totally powerless.

“Oops”

“YOU DID THAT ON PURPOSE!”

“Prove it”

“Asshole!” He managed to declare, red lightning zapping though Envy’s small form to erase from the homunculus’s body all traces of his shorts and top, leaving only his loincloth, socks and gloves behind, the painful sparking energy released causing Greed to momentarily throw up his ultimate shield to protect himself. At close range it wasn’t very nice to take another homunculi’s lighting to the face.

“Ah so that’s what you were gonna’ do” Greed laughed, lowering the sparkling silver shield that now coated him once more “ Why didn’t you just say that in the first place?”

Envy simply growled at him like a frustrated dog before snapping “Stop that! It’s starting to hurt!”

Greed removed his hand from Envy’s now bared chest, the thoroughly abused nipple revealed to have turned an angry red color. “I’ll make it up to you” the elder sin soothed, running both his hands from as far as he could reach to Envy’s sturdy knees up his creamy thighs until they met in the middle, the object of their attentions veiled to the eye under the loincloth’s black cloak, but rather apparent to Greed’s keen hands.

It was an interesting take on it.

Like the rest of him it seemed Envy had decided to make his new genitalia totally hairless, the smooth silky soft skin of the shaft unobstructed by the wiry hair that usually would adorn a 16 year olds base. Envy gasped at the strange sensation, his new appendage being handled by anyone for the first time ever – including himself- making his dexterous fingers grip hard into the sheets around him.

Envy made quite the sight tossing his head around like that Greed decided, the semi-limp but also semi-hard member in his hands given another stroke that made Envy wiggle and keen, clenching the sheets even harder in his white-knuckled grip.

Without much ado, Greed started slowly pumping his first hand while his second slunk ever further down towards Envy’s balls. Well there was an abnormality Greed supposed, the texture of Envy’s new sack wasn’t quite right… but everything south of the boarder certainly felt fully formed and rather natural with that expectation, and fucking Envy only to come away with no dirt on him other the fact his ball sack didn’t feel quite right seemed… pretty petty, especially while Envy continued to flail his head around and arch further up into him.

It was almost endearing actually. A real man would have been instinctively thrusting into his ministrations by now… but Envy was not a real man. The mating instinct that he still lacked despite having engendered himself seemed to leave the smaller sin lost with what to do with himself, the little homunculus clinging desperately to the bed sheets like a life line, with eyes tight shut, teeth-clenched and a faint blush dusting his face. He looked like he was going to explode… and not in the way Greed meant him to; more like the manner in which a stick of dynamite has a tendency to explode after it’s lit.

“Hey” Greed called. Envy’s eyes opening glazed for a moment before focusing on Greed’s own.

“When I do this” Greed remarked, sliding his hand into position “Push your hips forward”

“W-wha’why?”

“Just do it”

Envy obliged, groaning loudly as he reaped the sensational benefit from doing so. Greed chuckled, the now hard member in his hand twitching in response as Envy’s first hesitant jerks soon became confident whole-hearted thrusts, Envy moaning and groaning as Greed ever increased the speed for the apparently needy shape shifter.

Damn if the shape shifter didn’t look good like this. His smaller – or in actuality much larger, Greed didn’t want to think about the real monster he was hand-jobbing – form seeming so tiny in comparison. Envy’s athletic but still only teenage body almost demanding to be guided by Greed’s own more experienced adult one. He panted as if about to combust. So desperate, so deliciously new to it all. He seemed so trusting. Greed supposed that was the real turn on. His heavier, more malleable, more hostile little sibling coming apart just for him.

Snaking his free hand downwards Greed unzipped himself, his own now rather aroused cock begging to be freed from it’s confines as if it too wanted to get a good look at the wildly erotic picture Envy painted.

The pace they reached and stayed at was hard set, Envy’s apparent ability to make intelligible words lost to the casualty of his pleasure, his toes at Greed’s side curled up so tight they looked about ready to tie themselves in knots as Envy’s whole body moved with Greed’s hand, the soft feminine ass Envy had somehow not gotten around to altered buffeting against Greed’s own recently freed erection. If Envy noticed or understood what that was it certainly wasn’t shown. Damn, Greed hadn’t even entered him yet and he was aching hard with excitement.

Lust had become dull and tame, predictable in her frenzy and motions and always reluctant to show her enjoyment, orgasming silently and never speaking a word of enjoyment or any others contrary to it. Envy was something else: throwing his head back and whinnying out his pleasure like an untried colt at a derby.

It was invigorating.

Envy was lost. All sensory information apparently now came from only one area. His cock throbbed happily in Greed’s hands, the tiny ridges making up the texture of the elder sins fingerprints caressing his flesh and setting his nerves on fire; the squeezes, addition and subtraction of pressure as that warm hand pressed itself up and down his new shaft almost unbearable in the feeling they provoked. A feeling so odd, so immediate and yet so frustrating. Like trying to trap a coil of spring into a tiny box, an awkward feeling similar to an intense need to unfurl himself nipped across his body, tensing tight the muscles in his ass and at the back of his thighs in almost painful apprehension. And yet. And yet. It just wasn’t enough.

“Greed” The shape shifter whined out through dogged breathes, the elder sin’s eyes drawn to Envy’s near pained expression at the pleading note in his voice “Stop. Messing. With me.”

A confused look crossed the avaricious sin’s face.

“This as fast as I can go without ripping your new dick off”

The shape shifter gazed up at him bleary-eyed “But.” He paused to give a particularly hard thrust into Greed’s hand, as if affirming some sort of doubt “-Its not enough.” He moaned with frustration. Stalling his hips Envy’s black-clad hand released the bed sheets to rest on top of Greed’s own busy grip, stilling the larger sin’s movements…

“Damn” Envy cursed, his heavy breathing receding quickly once all motion ceased before dropping is head down to dejectedly. “I really thought I’d got everything right this time” He explained, his hung head drawing Greed’s own face closer to observe his abruptly morose sibling. Talk about one fuck of a mood swing.

“You know, just cos you can’t come doesn’t mean you got it wrong” Greed counseled, a rare softness held aloft on his normally bold tone.

“Yeah, well something’s clearly not hooked up right!” Envy snapped, the apparent sexual frustration and physical disappointment making him moody enough to disregard Greed’s comforting manner and simply bark at him instead.

Greed adjusted his sunglasses, pressing them further up the bridge of his nose from which they had apparently slipped during their activities as he gazed downward in thought. Ironically now that he was too depressed to notice Envy had unwittingly revealed himself, the motion of prying Greed’s obliging hand away from his crotch stirring the loincloth to fall limply over Envy’s thigh – the organ that had been the subject of Greed’s grip exposed and obvious.

It wasn’t what Greed had been expecting. Neither huge, nor conveniently small, Envy’s self-made cock was exceptionally average, if not perhaps a little vague. It was as if the sin had surveyed 100 men in their sleep and chosen the most average specimen available to base his length on, although it was perhaps a little abnormally narrow. The effect suited. A slim streamlined neat piece of kit that even as erect and straining as it currently was failed to look overly swollen or ugly. A pleasant rosy hue somewhat oddly blushing at it’s shiny and softly-rounded head, but otherwise it did not seem abnormal to look at. Really there didn’t look like there was anything obvious wrong enough to stop Envy from reaching release.

“Maybe you need a different kind of stimulation” Greed mused, taking the opportunity of the heavier sin leaning forward to strip off the clothing from his own upper body. Clearly this was going to take something more substantial than Greed had originally thought.

Envy’s pants had long since given way to long sighs, trying to calm both his body and mind. The younger sin glanced skeptically at the elder, appearing somewhat wanton with his even more tossed up hair, disarranged loincloth and light blush dusting everything from his cheeks and ears all the way down to the crown of his straining cock, his chest heaving with open-mouthed panting and nipples hard as bullets.

“Greed –“ He began with a groan, turning his head towards Greed’s as he continued to peer over Envy’s shoulder from behind, his smaller hand reaching down to wrap around his own length like he could coax the ache of his unfulfilled erection away with some mild handling.

“Sit up on your knees” Greed suggested, Envy following the order without thought or hesitation, to wrapped up in his own searing bundle of nerves to notice. Due to this, he also fell forward easily when Greed pushed him gently with a hand, only just managing to catch himself on his hands and knees as Greed apparently shifted nosily on the bed behind him.

“What are you-?” Envy began to question, turning his neck to glance back at Greed as best he could while on all fours to spot Greed sitting up on his knees behind him grinning suspiciously. The shape shifter’s question abruptly died on his lips as a pair of calloused fingers made fleeting contact with his ass unexpectedly, before pressing down a bit further and wandering around the area, following the curve of his buttocks closer to his tormentingly stiff cock as if searching for something.

The fingertips of the avaricious sin roved the area quickly, then stopped with a confused hum from Greed’s own throat before beginning again slower, retracing the path perfectly and still apparently not happening upon whatever was expected.

Greed cleared his throat, a little awkwardly from the sound of it .

“Envy. You don’t have a-“

Oh… so he was looking for…oh…

“Yes I know!” the smaller homunculus snapped embarrassed “-I don’t crap so why the hell would I bother adding one in.” Envy paused momentarily, a bewildered look slipping across his face “And why the hell are you looking for it anyway!?” Once more he curved the whole of his slim body in a manner no human spine could manage to allow himself to glare back at Greed.

The elder sin’s face was dumbfounded… it was true, Envy’s body no matter what the shape made use of everything that was put into it, never needing to discard anything as waste, it had been a fact Greed and Lust had been mutually thankful for on so many occasions during the strange period of Envy’s newborn life in which they had been his caretakers.

“But you don’t use a dick either but you still gave yourself one of those?” Greed questioned, unsure to be amused by the discovery or worried over the conundrum that he had nothing readily available to plough is own now rather insistent organ into.

“I’m using it now!” Envy barked back, a red flush of humiliation staining his cheeks.

“Point taken.” Greed conceded, raising the hand that hadn’t been exploring Envy’s hole-less ass to his chin to ponder thoughtfully. He could get Envy to blow him instead… but he wasn’t really sure he trusted letting his sadistic younger sibling’s teeth get anywhere near such an important body part. Damn, just like fucking Lust this was shaping up into another night of being left unfulfilled despite his partner’s own satisfaction. Why where all his siblings such selfish fucks!

Envy blushed harder and dropped his head in shame. He wasn’t sure why, but he felt humiliated all of a sudden, led so far on the impulses of his new body only to discover he’d failed to include something apparently essential that he’d dismissed as unnecessary. Damn fucking humans… why did they get to be made perfect when his own body was such a walking disaster. It wasn’t fair. And his dick now ached so much! He hated feeling so humiliated. Tears pricked at the corner of his eyes. Greed was never going to let him live this down.

Greed chuckled at the younger sin’s plight. He was embarrassed like a virgin who, having finally built up her nerve and taken the plunge, turned out to be too tight to be entered. Greed lazily petted the younger sin’s back. To say there was no hard feelings would be wrong, as physically there where indeed hard feelings for both of them, but it wasn’t something Envy needed to be awkward about, he hadn’t done anything wrong and Greed didn’t blame him for anything.

“You – er… want me to add one?” Envy questioned quietly, his voice throaty for a reason Greed couldn’t see. The shape shifter was unsure if the suggestion was a wise one or not, but this was the first time Greed had been almost nice to him in so many years, he was reluctant to let it come to an end. “Or I can be a girl if you’d prefer that…”

“Huh?” Greed hummed, staring back at Envy wide-eyed and genuinely surprised by his offer. Envy had always been eager to please, even when he was steadfastly pretending that he wasn’t anymore, but this seemed a little overly obliging even for him. He lent over Envy’s back, trying to get a good look at the smaller sin’s face, but every time he got into an angle to see Envy moved his head to face the other way, obscuring Greed’s vision.

“You crying?”

“No!”

“Yes you are!” Greed accused, a soft amusement in his voice “Its ok you know”

“No its not!” Envy hissed, his voice taking on a sharp whine “Your gonna’ tell everyone about this!”

“No I’m not”

Envy glanced back at Greed, a defensive glare in his glassy eyes from blinking away the shameful evidence as he surveyed him for mistruth.

“Why would I when you just have me the option of choosing if I want to fuck you in the ass or the cunt” Greed explained nonchalantly with a casual shrug, hoping to disarm Envy’s embarrassment by ignoring it’s existence. The shape shifter winced slightly but said nothing, still staring as if waiting for a verdict to be made.

“I kinda like the idea of pounding your tuna-“ Greed went on to explain, resuming comfortingly stroking Envy’s back to try and calm him down. Damn he looked so small from Greed’s current vantage point. “I’m not much good at fucking guys anyway – I’m too thick ya see, most can’t handle me” the avaricious sin continued with a self-satisfied smirk “But I do like this new body you’ve put together as it is” his eyes glided across the masculine frame Envy had worked so hard on, the coils of hard muscle and soft flesh, the anatomically perfect sculpt that had clearly come from an anatomy book and then been refined and altered with painstaking care to the sin’s specifications and fancies. A thought occurred as Greed’s heavy cock twitched at his own observations.

“Can you make yourself both genders at once?”

“Both?” Envy questioned uncertainly, his humiliation starting to ebb with the idea he may yet be able to redeem himself.

“Yeah. Keep this body as is, but add in a nice cunt – here” Greed finished, illustrating his suggestion by rubbing the soft featureless stretch of skin behind the smaller sin’s unnaturally silky sack.

Envy frowned at the suggestion, like an artist told by a sponsor to add a small concession to their painting to make it come commercially viable, which they thought to be both ludicrous and contrary to their finished masterpiece.

“Humans don’t have both.”

How he managed to switch from hostile, to aroused, to soppy, to indignant in such a short amount of time was beyond Greed.

“Humans also don’t have green hair” Greed lazily parried, earning an aggravated growl from Envy.

The first stirrings of Envy’s transformational-energy zapped Greed in retribution, causing the older sin to quickly remove his hands from the younger sin’s body as it flashed red with lightning, that then withered from sparks into non-existence once more.

Reapplying his fingers, Greed smirked as the velvety lips of Envy’s newest bodily addition met his touch, the newly formed feature still warm with the lingering heat of the electrical discard used to create it and thusly causing Envy to jump a little as Greed’s much colder fingers graced it’s petals.

“Hah” Greed chortled, cupping the new opening with the whole of his hand, feeling the perfect hairless skin and soft pliable mound of flesh to get a better idea of its form.

Envy shuffled a little on his knees, the position having become uncomfortable quite some time ago, but also in awkwardness as Greed probed around ‘his’ latest creation. He was less sure of this one than he was of the male anatomy. He’d studied all of it in a book, both genders, both inside and out of the body. The male genitalia was so… unsubtle, everything out in the open, the internal workings of it much easier to comprehend than its feminine counterpart. So much of it was hidden inside of the body that Envy’s grasp of it hadn’t been as firm, it was so much more intricate … He’d chosen to continue to gender himself as a male for exactly that reason.

Greed grinned wolfishly from behind Envy. The younger sin didn’t seem to be paying him much attention, which was sure to make his reaction to this even more amusing. Given how sensitive he’d accidentally made himself, Greed had to stifle his ghoulish giggles as he casually strolled his hand to the front of Envy’s new vagina and flicked the pearl of nerves concealed there.

Envy squealed loudly and leapt out of his skin.

“Ha!” Greed exclaimed loudly, enjoying the near piggish noise the smaller homunculi had made before continuing to tease at the button beneath his finger with one hand and moving the other to begin leisurely pumping Envy’s shaft again.

He’d begun to go a little soft, which wasn’t surprising, but obligingly re-stiffened to peak condition after a few passes, the apparently overwhelmed and rather confused smaller homunculi biting his lip at the sudden duel sensation and pressing his bottom as hard into the elder sin behind him as he could manage, the abundance of Envy’s weight unfortunately overpowering Greed’s own and causing him to fall backwards.

Greed winced as Envy’s sizable weight crushed down on his pelvis, the older sin’s natural instinct to raise his ultimate shield to survive the crushing impact covering his hips, upper thighs and crotch with a layer of shining silver armor capable of withstanding the additional weight of Envy sat unceremoniously atop him.

Envy meanwhile noticed the situation and panicked, his legs immediately straining to stand and leap from the bed to prevent damaging Greed further. It was funny when he crushed people on purpose, but doing it accidentally felt terrible.

“Hey!” Greed exclaimed, catching Envy as he tried to jump from the bed by clutching hard to the pronounced hipbones on either side of the smaller sin. Envy glanced back at him confused but allowed himself to relax under Greed’s instant grip, following his hands as the older sin guided him to turn around to face him for the first time since they began this odd so called ‘fucking’ process, and led him gently to straddle his hips once more.

Greed grinned, the younger sin’s expression one of confusion, fear, frustration and arousal all wrapped up in the oddly cobbled-together face that was Envy’s own. He was going to enjoy watching his expressions as he fucked him.

Envy’s eye line slid downwards, noticing for the first time Greed’s own hardness.

“WHAT THE HELL?! They aren’t supposed to be that big! I checked!” The younger sin accused, an incredulous look crossing his face.

“Hey, you’re the one who can choose the size of your own dick, not me” Greed replied, a smooth grin at having been so inadvertently complemented slipping across his face. “I mean, you do know what this is for right?” He questioned, running his hand across the opening to Envy’s core before poking his finger a little inside. Though dry on the outside of the lips, the warm wetness just beyond the opening assured him that Envy’s arousal was still strong.

Envy shifted, unsure how to perceive the slight intrusion,

“Id have made it bigger if you’d told me about that though!”

Greed chuckled, gently pushing his finger further inwards, Envy flinching noticeably at the no doubt pinching feeling he felt as Greed’s digit pushed past his ring of grasping muscle before continuing on otherwise unresisted into the vast cavity of what would in the case of any woman be considered their womb. Satisfied with the action of the minor tremors of the muscles tentatively squeezing against his knuckled deep finger he glance over Envy’s expression.

He expected to see the sensitive younger sin’s face awash with pleasure, or confusion, or confused pleasure…. What he got was Envy pulling a face, crinkling his nose up clearly unimpressed.

“Is that it? Go back to that flicky thing you where doing before”

Greed scowled.

“Of course not, women don’t get knocked up by being fucked by fingers. Its not my fault you’re kinda loose.

The avaricious homunculus unsheathed his finger, waving it in the air to flick off the excess juice now attached to it before taking his own cock in hand. Envy hadn’t made himself particularly tight and the sooner Greed shut him up the better, all this talk was spoiling the mood.

“The only thing I want to here from you from now of is ‘oh’ ‘ah’ and ‘Greed you’re so good’. Got it?” The elder sin grinned, guiding Envy to kneel off him a little while he lined himself up, the younger sin taking no notice of what was going on beneath him as he sneered at Greed.

“Better do something worth while then”.

Greed smirked; guiding the distracted sin back down towards him before in one violent upward thrust burying himself to the hilt.

It was amazing. Never before had the shape shifter felt so full, so utterly filled that the hollowness within him was being caressed by this, thick, heavy pulsating organ that slipped up and into him, dancing against the walls of his insides as they gripped hard in absolute ferocity – unwilling to ever let the welcome invader go. His throat went dry, the feeling of being so massively satisfied as his body eagerly devoured Greed’s abundant length, the crown of the deliciously shaped head within him pressing sharply up against his temporary womb with a sensational nudge, his calve muscles, thighs, ass and abdomen all clenching so hard they’d implode

“AAAAaaaah!” Envy shouted, throwing his head back coltishly once more with gritted teeth and wide eyes, the feeling of something, massive, something thick and form fitting sliding up within him with a friction so tickling it made his muscles spasm around it – clenching it tighter as it invaded further, rubbing it up and down and electrifying his whole channel made something very low in his body abruptly knot – then pull itself loose in one oh so long and satisfying tug.

“Shit!” Greed gasped in surprise, a hot shot of cum splattering across his upper chest and face to make him splutter while the liquid-fire core of Envy clamped down all around him with exquisite tightness, pulsing and fluctuating with tiny grasps as the small sin orgasmed instantly… and rather messily.

Envy sat atop him staring at him wide eyed, mouth open, panting with a look of utter bewilderment, as if Greed had just randomly killed him, as the clenching of one orgasm and the splurging of another gradually relented.

“So what? A little bit of penetration and you totally devastate Sloth’s sheets?” Greed teased with an easy smirk.

“I - * pant * Er * Pant * WHAT THE FUCK!” the little sin exploded, his expression still one of a being who had just been rocked at their very foundations. He glanced around, brackish hair swinging this way and that as he searched the room, expecting someone to come in to investigate his scream Greed guessed.

“Yeah… you were kinda loud”

“Shut up!”

Greed laughed, waiting a minute as Envy struggled to recollect himself. Despite Envy’s best attempts to milk him, he’d held back the instinct to shoot. He wanted to pound into Envy a little, watch his weird little face pull weird little facial expressions, observe the straining of his muscles and the bouncing of his hair as he thrust into his core. Molten juices had now begun to escape the smaller sin’s core, dribbling trails down Greed’s own connected appendage to pool at the base of his cock before trekking onwards as gravity instructed them. And then their was his cum… Man…. It was everywhere.

Now that probably hadn’t been natural, now that Greed got a good look at the amount and distribution of the spray. God… it was even on the ceiling. He’d have to break it to Envy that it wasn’t supposed to be quite that intense, like the envious homunculus just tried reproducing a high-pressure hose and filled it full of semen. And how the hell did Envy even know what semen looked like? Greed lifted a thumb to his cheek to wipe off the globule he could feel sitting their, gathering it onto the pad of his digit to get a better look. It didn’t look quite right actually.

“Envy, cum’s not supposed to be like-“

“I know but I couldn’t find anything in the library that said what it was supposed to taste like!” The shape shifter interrupted sharply

“Taste like?” Greed muttered, frowning somewhat before experimentally touching his tongue to the heavy bead of … something.

Greed’s eyes went unexpectedly wide, a dark eyebrow raising in question. That tasted… familiar. Not like cum certainly. It almost tasted like… he ran his finger hurriedly through another splot of the substance that clung thickly to his chest, popping the collection deftly into his mouth to confirm his suspicions.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA!!!” The avaricious sin trumpeted, a louder laugh never before heard in the history of their Father’s underground kingdom.

“STOP LAUGHING! HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW!?”

“So-“ Greed wheezed, wiping a tear from his eye “you thought it was a good idea to make it –“

“SHUT UP!!!”

“Oh man, this is too good! Envy the Jealous, the shape shifting homunculus that ejaculates vanilla ice cream? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

“grrrrrr”

Laughing like a fool Greed gripped onto Envy’s hips to stop him from trying to escape yet again and thrust up hard into him, determined despite his guffaws to find release before Envy made a break for it to slink off like the offended little bitch he was. Envy’s growling was abruptly cut off by a sad keening whine as the full feeling inside of him was pulled out and removed – Envy’s body trying to follow it and not allow it to escape but was being held mercilessly in place by Greed’s hands. The elder sin chortled before forcing Envy to release a sharp grasp and jerk at the new movement as Greed thrust obligingly back in. A low moan followed.

Becoming suddenly (and considering the moments embarrassment very surprisingly) pliant in Greed’s hands, he guided Envy’s movement while thrusting hard up into the younger sins now wonderfully slick and sodden sheath, even his own hearty thickness being received with little to no difficulty by Envy’s inviting core, the sin quickly getting the hang of naturally meeting Greed’s own powerful thrusts with his own sharp counterparts, each combined motion seeming to seat Greed deeper and deeper into the smaller homunculus, Envy moaning louder and louder each time. He was hard again before Greed even knew it.

Without any direction once the grueling rhythm that buried Greed so deep into Envy he was sure he was going to see his cock coming out of the smaller sin’s open mouth had been established the envious homunculus added more to his own pleasure. Grabbing at the undamaged nipple with one hand while the other shot southwards to massage his dripping new clitoris the shape shifter seemed totally lost to the world. His head craned backwards as if eternally shouting to the heavens while the rest of his body bounced above Greed’s, and his smaller nubile hands dexterously manipulated himself. His brow scrunched up with pleasure, his wide-set mouth bearing it’s teeth so tightly clenched it looked like he where about to break his jaw apart, his masculine body straining, biceps taunt and thick while excited fingers played at his rock hard nipples and jarringly feminine clit.

It was too much visual and physical stimulus for the elder sin to handle.

Abandoning his grip on Envy’s hips Greed’s arms flew up to wrap around the other sin’s neck, pulling Envy flush against him as he in turn arched into the younger homunculus, their bodies meshing in an intimate embrace, Envy’s once more hard cock pressing firmly into his own stomach, and clumsily sealed his lips onto Envy’s with an awkward but no less passionate kiss.

He didn’t know why. He’d never wanted to kiss Envy. God knows he’d probably never again want to kiss Envy afterwards – but right then and their, it was the perfect act to drive him to completion – his cock throbbing inside of the shape shifter before Greed’s hot wet load painted his internal walls, the sensation in return prompting another of Envy’s own releases, the splattering of the curiously warm vanilla flavored cum-substitute spilling across his belly.

Greed clung to Envy, Envy’s own trapped hands returning the favor by gripping onto whatever of Greed they could find as their joint orgasm faded, the two sins growing ever more boneless in each other’s embrace as the franticness and intensity melted out of their combined bodies.

Envy pushed his button nose into the crook of Greed’s neck, sitting down more firmly on him when the elder sin attempted to pull out; unwilling to be parted from the sensation of being filled while pressing himself softly but insistently into Greed as if he where about to try and absorb him.

Greed chuckled, smiling to himself as he felt the younger sin’s hot quick breaths against his chest slow and normalize while petting the shape shifter’s ever-odd green locks, dampened and warmed from the sweat and heat of their activities.

This had been… an odd experience.

Sloth certainly wasn’t going to be able to use his bed anytime soon, and though Envy was as two-faced and fickle as a hydra on a diet the avaricious sin couldn’t bring himself to feel negatively, or even smugly about the whole thing.

He grinned at the situation.

It was a night of surprises; discovering Envy’s own sexual greediness – the younger sin needing to be pleasured more ways than a single gender could offer to reach climax – and his own jealousy, as a single thought wormed its way into the avaricious sin’s satiated thought.

He wished he too could cum vanilla ice cream