Disclaimer: I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist. It was created by Arakawa Hiromu. I'm not making a profit. This ficlet is PG-13, or K, or whatever that ridiculous rating system is, and also GreedxKimbley. Yay.
Notes: Anime canon unless otherwise noted on the individual ficlets. They're probably AU.
Off The Cuff
DarkSlayer84
I: Agreements
"I'll give you another forty sen," said Greed, "if you take it off."
"Like hell." Kimbley was dead set on being stubborn. His stomach had other ideas; it snarled like a starved animal, so loud that their only customer of the evening sat straighter on the barstool and pretended he hadn't heard. "No fucking way."
That made Greed chuckle.
"Sure." He sat back, not a care in the world as he laced his hands behind his head. All kinds of hunger were useful to him. "Tell you what," he said, gently, razors in his smile. "Let me buy you dinner."
"I hate you." Kimbley's voice was flat, eyes dull and unfocused as his fingers slunk to the collar of his shirt and settled on the pinstriped tie Greed had bought him yesterday.
"I know," said Greed, sitting forward as the silk unwound in Kimbley's hands and slithered free. "Look this way," he purred, grinning, "look at me, and you can have dessert."
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