Don't Own FMA

By the way, the Booker Dewitt story, I just want to clarify has nothing to do with Elizabeth, but his wife before Lizzie was born. So if anyone was curious, yeah. Also I will start working on more stories now, thanks to someone telling me that I could write my stories still while being on my phone. And here's the best part. I have a speak icon on my phone that let's be do it by recording! Phone are awesome! Anyways, hope you enjoy like always and leave a comment if you wish :3


Chapter 10:Predicaments

"It's me." The voice murmured softly.

"Ling?" Was all Janelle could muffle before gutting the bastard for scaring the living shit out of the poor girl. It was bad enough she was easily startled, but this was low for even Ling to pull, "Owe! What'd you do that for?"

"You asshole what are ya turning out the lights for and scaring me half to death! Did you think that was funny or something! I could pummeled you!"

"I'm sorry I'm sorry! Owe, owe, owe!" Being on the verge of loosing her heart from her chest, she put Ling in a choke hold, then bent his arm behind his back, then threw him on the bed to straddle his hips so she could hold his face in her hands, and squished his cheeks together till his face was scrunched, "I will make you regret scaring me like that!"

"I said I was sowy!" He tried to say it again, and as much as Janelle wanted to be mad at him, the face he was making was...cute. And all that frustration from before diminished, as well as the narrow brow she wore. Instead, her features softened releasing his face slowly as she laid her own face into his chest, and embraced him.

She sighed long and soft, "No, I'm sorry."

"Huh? For what?" Ling was excepting something different from this, but didn't question her actions as he looked down puzzled, unsure of whether to embrace back, "I don't know. I just can't be mad at you when you funny faces like that..."

"Heh, but you were the one that made me do it." There was a short silence, and as she lowered her face from his chest and down at her feet, Janelle smiled. She didn't why, but his words helped, "I guess you're right."

Ling finally felt it was alright for him to go on and hug Jan back, and when he did, he lifted the girl's face to look at him, "Now you're worrying me. One minute you're attacking me, the next like this. Your chi's telling me something's not entirely right. Am I wrong?"

Oh yeah...I forgot he could do that... Jan's face steadied, "Not really. Just..." Then she gave and long hard stare at the floor, "Besides the fact that you were following me all day, I kind of had a glimpse of...Something I don't want to really talk about. Not yet anyway."

"Yeah...About that. Um, the whole following you kind of did that himself."

"I don't think so, you think I believe for one minute that it would just be him in cahoots of tailing me, and then finding me, twice? Either you think I'm gullible or it was just a coincidence."

"Haha! Alright you got me." One hand was rubbing the back of his head, giving away the answer to that, before, "I kind of wanted to check up on you as well."

"That's what I thought. But what I can't get over is why?"

"Wouldn't you check up on someone you cared about if they were with a man like Kimblee?"

"I guess. Yeah, yeah I would. But you don't have to worry about me. I can take care of myself."

"Oh ho, miss independent." He laughed before tugging at the girl's back with his embraced arms still around her, his head tilting to the side, "And what's this other thing that's been bothering you?"

"I told you I don't want to talk about it right now. I'm not entirely sure if it's real or my imagination. Just give me some time to think about it, okay?" Ling knew he should push the issue any further, just by her chi fluttering and wavering alone made him bring it to an end, for now, and so he ruffled the top of her head, and released his arms from her and sat down at the table where he had been previously before the girl walked in, "As you wish." He apparently had been playing solitare by himself the whole time.

Then it hit her, "You found my cards." She giggled coming to sit down on the other chair across from him, yet still close to where they could touch, "Yep. I got bored and kind of went through your things."

"You could've asked first."

"I never had time to." He retorted looking at her with the cards in his hands. The smile still planted on his face.

Janelle smiled too before looking down at the cards in her sights, "Hey, random question."

"And that would be?"

"Um, well, it's just...Ever since that incident with my arm. I've been forgetting about...Training. The boys aren't here to help with the alchemy now that they're on their way to the North by now, but is there anyway you'd still be willing to train a little more?"

"Hm? Really? I didn't even think about it either now that you've mentioned it. So much as happened." His index was to his chin when he looked up at the dark cieling fan in thought, and when he looked back at the girl he shrugged, "If you still want to."

Then another question came to Janelle, "Wait a minute, where's Greed?"

"Oh yeah, heh, well, he's...He...Well you'll just have to ask him."

"Why are you stuttering? Is there something you both aren't telling me?"

Ling rubbed the back of his head shamefully, more embarrassed to what Jan could see, and cocked up her brows leaning her elbows on the table, "Alright, spit it out. What is it?"

"Nothing, really." His waved his hands nervously at her.

"If you don't tell me what it is, I'll find ways for you to tell me."

"Uh? L-like what?"

"I have my ways." She said deviously before clearing her throat, and grabbing a card from his hand to look at it, then place it in the third row of cards to complete the set. He smirked at that, and made eye contact with the girl before placing his cards down, "Fine. I'll give. For once."

"Yeah?" Janelle was surprised, but smiled with glee as she listened in, crossing her arms over the table to watch Ling sit back in his seat more, and lean his head back and closed his eyes.

"Hmm...Well, a certain homunculus has been trying to stir up trouble between you and Greed."

"What? Who?" Ling didn't say anything, he knew she'd get it in moments, which she did when he noticed the light bulb go off in her head when she realized who it was. She didn't have to think it through either. "Envy?"

"How'd you guess?" He tittered softly.

"He would. That's how I knew. It was either him, or pride. So I picked Envy since he seems to like being an intagonist."

"Huh, I see what you mean. But don't get me wrong, I know this at first hand when Edward and I were sucked into Gluttony's belly. I'm sure that little book of yours would say such a thing like that right?"

"Yeah. It does. So what's the problem? What did he say?"

Ling smiled almost humored by what Envy had mentioned, "Stuff around the lines of your supervision under Kimblee, and other vulgar things around that nature."

"He. Said. WHAT!" Ling cringed to her outburst and hushed her quickly leaning over the table to cup her mouth, "No no, don't say anything!"

"MMPH! MM MMPH MM MMPH MMMM MM MMM!"

"Shh, look, we weren't happy about it either but if we tried to say anything about it, it may lead to our down fall, so what could I have done?" Janelle, who was once flailing her arms in the air, sighed and leaned forward into Ling, nodding her head and showing him she had calmed down. Having him release her and also sigh in relief, "I'm sorry."

"You didn't believe him did you?" Ling shook his head. But said nothing which made Janelle think otherwise, and she gave him a look that he noticed was of disbelief, "Ling!"

"I'm sorry!" She smacked him upside the head, "You big dummy! How could you think so low of me!"

"I couldn't help it I was jealous!"

"Of what!"

"Well he is a nice looking man! And you were all happy to hear about him. And the dress! It just all seemed a little odd. Am I wrong?" He asked abruptly ceasing the girl's abuse on him, and having everything come to a halt as she kept staring at him. Her face now of confusion and hurt.

While she was already standing from her seat, Janelle placed her fists to her side, and looked the young prince up and down, his eyes watching her just as closely. He was waiting for her chi to change, watching as it went from irate to calm.

Then Janelle watched over to Ling, his body tensing as she came closer, until she lifted a leg over him and straddle his legs. She placed her hands on his shoulders, and stared him down, before placing her head against his. Letting the boy see her eyes. Their color and all.

As they stared into each other's eyes, and Ling being completely mystified, Jan suddenly said, "Look before I met you I had a crush on both of you. I'll be honest..." The words made Ling's eyes focus in on her hard. Not in anger, but almost in fear. Or more jealousy, it was hard to tell. After all he may have not had a problem sharing Jenny considering the circumstance, but none the less, he was in deed, and understandably envious that she wasn't his completely.

Then she smiled contently, happily, something that she was doing more often then when she first arrived, although she was still a little emotional, he didn't mind it, "But I'm happy right where I am. I respect Kimblee. But I'm..." She trailed off, licked her lips, her nerves bundling up inside her, and she gave a shaky breath, "With you." Her face went completely red, hoping she didn't just make a completely fool of herself.

Yet that was all Ling wanted to hear. And even if he wouldn't admit it, Greed felt relieved about it as well. All this time it was eating them up inside, and now here they were, seeking the answer. And it was the one they wanted to hear.

Just as Janelle was about to say something more, Ling leaned up closer to Janelle, cupped her face and brought her hips into sync with his so that he could capture her lips properly. She was happy by the response, and pressed her lips and wrapped her arms around his head comfortably, one of her hands holding the back of his neck and the other on top of his head. Neither one kept a mouth closed, letting each other hace a taste, and pulling back with a smack of their lips. His lips were warm and his tongue hot and eager just as Janelle's.

When they pulled away, they stared not too far from the others face, Janelle placing her head against Ling's as the two sat their in silence for a moment.

Then Janelle closed her eyes letting her lips spread into a wide smile, "So..."

"So..." He repeated back to make them both laugh softly.

"Are we cool?" Her eyes searching answers in the princes until he grinned brightly at her.

"Yeah. We're cool."

"Good."

"Oh! By the way, I have something of yours."

"Yeah? What is it?" Without saying more Ling rummaged through his pocket and revealed the girl's mp3 player within his hand.

Janelle gasped happily and took it back with a squee, causing Ling to make a muffled sound when she rammed him with a bear hug, "Thank you thank you thank you! I thought I had lost it forever! I've been going nutt bunnies without music! Oo Imma grab my good speakers!" Like lightening she was on her bag, leaving the prince dumbfounded when he was left still in the position of 'once' holding his...girlfriend.

Resting his hands on his arms, he laughed softly at her sudden hyperness, and watched the girl contently as she fumbled around, quietly saying nope to everything until, "Ah ha! I found them! Yay me for keeping them in my nap sack!" She cheered herself and leaped onto her bed landing on her back.

She plugged up the speakers; Ling watched closely and raised his brows when he heard music coming from the round shaped electronics, "Those are some knifty speakers you got."

"Thanks." She giggled looking back with the biggest smile he had ever seen. She wasn't kidding when she said she was happy. And...He was happy too. Happy to have her back as corny as that sounded. As the music played, Ling listen in on it, and watched as Janelle waved her hips and twirled around the room dancing gracefully to the prince's surprise.

He didn't even she could dance. Guess I should learn about Jan, huh?

You think? You guys are…together aren't you? Greed pressed laughing in the red abyss to catch Ling's attention.

"You sure do love music."

"I love all kinds." She giggled, "I don't have a particular favorite, every song I listen to is

special in its own way."

"I understand. I feel the same way." Before the prince said more he paused staring the girl down before he asked with glee, "Can I hear you sing?"

"Wh-What? I! um-, I guess...I don't think I'm all that great though."

"You don't have to be great, but I notice you like to sing a lot when we weren't being chased by homunculi..." He could tell Janelle wasn't entirely into this, but with a tilt of his head and an open of his puppy dog eyes and pouting lip, Janelle looked back only feeling even more timid, "Pleeeeeease?" He whimpered like a pup at her, a smile gracing her face now, as she slowly gave in, "Fine. But don't laugh if I screw up!" She snapped.

Ling smiled brightly sitting up with his legs crossed, "I won't I promise."

Janelle tried to think of a song that she could some what stay in tune with and stood in front of Ling with a large shaky sigh.

"There are loved ones, in the glory.

Whose dear forms you often miss.

When you close your earthly story will join them in their bliss?

Will the circle be unbroken by and by, by and by

Is a better home awaiting in the sky, in the sky

In the joyous days of childhood off they told of wonderous love

Pointed to the dying savior now they dwell with him...above

Will the circle be unbroken by and by, by and by

Is a better home awaiting in the sky, in the sky."

When she was finished, she opened her eyes, to which she hadnt realized closing them in the first place, and noticed an odd look on Ling's face as his lips that once waited in anticipation was now frowning.

"Ling? You okay?" When she too began to stare back in curiosity, Ling asked, "Why'd you pick that song?"

"Was I that bad?" She asked in disbelief.

"No, no, nothing like that, that was incredible, but...The song was so sad."

"A sad song can be happy in its own way. Besides...It reminds me of my father for some reason."

"Oh? I know you don't remember much of your family, but do you mind if I ask?"

"Ask away."

"Are you close with your father?"

"From what I've remembered...Yes. But..." She trailed off thinking of earlier when she had a small flashback back above ground, "Ling? There's some things about him that I don't remember still."

Ling seemed confused, but he continued to listen, "What do you mean?"

"Remember back above ground and you found me in the bathroom?"

"Yeah."

"I had a flashback of my father, but it wasn't a happy one. I standing at his bed side..." She stopped gulping back to make sure she would cry. She wouldn't. Not in front of him like that again, not like before, "Ling?" Her voice quivered, getting the prince to worry at the look in her eyes.

Fear.

It was utter fear, "I think he may have died."

He's shock to hear it, and places his hands on the girls shoulder, "You don't know that Janelle."

"But I do! I feel it. I felt it and knew it the moment it happened. When I had that dream about truth, and me seeing you, the gate was shown to me, again, which clearly means that a part of me is still in the gate. My memories. My memories are pushing their way pass the gate after Truth gave me a bit of the memories I had when I was younger."

"Yeah, but how would you tell the difference between reality and dreaming now?"

"I just can. I feel awake, I'm not drowsy, and if I kissed you again you wouldn't disappear."

"Ha ha, yeah I guess you're right...Would you like to test that theory?" He purred in her ear, getting Jan to scoff and giggled as she pushed away looking towards the bed in front of her, listening in on the song that was playing now. Then she stood up straight smiling at Ling who was sitting on the bed, "Come on dance with me!"

"Really? You sure?"

"Come on, don't keep me waiting. I know with that prince stuff you probably have to learn some kind of dance right?" She laughed and intertwined her hands with his and pulled him close enough to her that she could dance with him.

At first he didn't seem to into it, but the more he watched Janelle giggle and twirl around, singing and swaying with the music as she lip synced it. Her hair bouncing to her swift movements. He had to admit she was a good dancer, and after a minute he sat back watching her, admiring her.

Enjoying her.

Another thing he had to admit; he was still frustrated from earlier, only to get a taste of this girl unknowingly seducing him to seriously want to ravage her. Ling usually didn't have much of a desire to 'ravage' anybody; he was even beginning to believe that Greed was rubbing off on him since they were one person, but after the homunculus decided to have her twice without his permission really, he felt it was only right to have Janelle all the same. He wanted to feel her body, arms, legs, stomach, breast, lips, he wanted all over it like before.

If anything, he just wanted to be near her. To embrace her, and feel the warmth of her body. Of her lips... He missed her regardless how long she had been gone. For him it felt like a long time. A burning rattling the pit of his stomach. A flame of need, and want, of Janelle.

With a small smile, Ling leaped behind Janelle and wrapped his arms around her, placing his chin on her shoulder to stop her in her tracks. Janelle gasps barely above a whisper, but she giggled it off and turned herself to look at the handsome boy close to her.

At first she thought he was just trying to join in on the fun, but when she saw the look in his eyes, they both gave a small laugh almost of hesitation before Ling slowly moved in, stopping just in front of her lips, "May I…" Janelle nodded feeling a small blush take her cheeks as she smiled, feeling her lips being taken with eagerness, his breath shaky as he pressed his tongue gently inside.

His touches were much different from Greed's, it was like Ling was more tender with his feather touches, yet none the less every sensation coursing through her veins made her hot and weak almost in an instant. Ling couldn't stop roaming her mouth either, even when the girl thought it was time to pull away, the prince merely held on to her waist, and dug his nails into her dress, then cradled the back her cranium with a shaky hold.

The kiss slowly softened then hardened again, each time Ling's tongue becoming more excited and explorative, he almost felt as if his needs would sky rocket, that he would go wild. When he finally couldn't take just kissing her, he used his arms and wrapped it around her legs to hear Janelle yelp softly in the kiss, and then moan weakly at the boy's actions, "Shower…" Was all she could muster to get Ling to smile in their lip lock, "As you wish." He walked with Janelle in her arms, never once leaving her lips until they reached the sink. But he only did it to relieve Jen of her dress.

Said could be same for Ling of his coat and shirt.

He didn't even bother to take them off one by one, instead he unbutton his shirt, and removed it all to make sure he wouldn't miss another second to touch her, to suck her tongue into his mouth unsuspectingly and release another sweet sound from her throat.

She was enjoying it too. It had been so long since she had human contact like this, and not in a million years did she think she would be in the arms of someone like Ling Yao. She would never admit that to him, but she couldn't help the thought of it.

The way his lips meshed with hers, the taste of his tongue and the sound of his heavy breathing. His body and how it laid against hers. Every muscle flinched and moved to her hands when she caressed him, and how he responded with a tug of his embrace and a sound of a gasp or groan, especially when she softly ran her nails down his chest to his waist, grasping his side to pull him closer, making the kiss even deeper. How could she not want to just lose herself in him?

The two weren't sure how much more they could keep this up, and just as Janelle brushed a hand up and down his shaft Ling nearly lost his legging, feeling his body shake and tense as he growled behind his teeth. His eyes opened and sharpened at the girl, the color still clearly violet showing the homunculus side of him. Like the tattoo wasn't enough.

Again the prince couldn't take the brunette's touch, and his brows knitted as he dove into the girl's neck, licking her skin to make her gasp back into his ear.

He sucked on it then to make her whimper, and finally biting down to make her moan, her body shuttering and burning around him. But if she wasn't about to burst in flames then he surely would, "You're making it difficult to contain myself…"

"Says you. What about me, huh? I'm hurting." Hearing her lust dripping almost painful to hear words nearly made him loose it then, especially when he slammed her hips to his and grinded on her, hard enough to send her head flying back breathless, "Then let me ease your suffering…"

His eyes fell from her erotic face to her bra, and without a second thought removed the restraint with just a flick of his fingers. Now all that was left were her breast which he took in for a moment before moving his head down, taking the left one in his mouth to fill if not just a little of his craving, swirling the tip of his tongue around the bud to hear another blissful whimper leave the girl before sucking the nipple all the way into his mouth.

Janelle moaned again, even louder than before and arched her back to press him even further into her bosom, both of them nearly rubbing the other raw, getting Ling to finally undo his belt, which in return Janelle helped in removing, along with his boxers.

Janelle could barely stand being in her underwear then, and as if reading her mind, Ling swiftly removed the last piece of wear, and picked up Janelle one more time to bring her towards the shower. He was still gnawing at the crook of her neck when he reached for the shower door, and even still when he turned on the water.

Then he entered the shower, water warmed and washing away their mishaps previously in the HQ bathrooms.

The water was definitely doing it's job, rinsing down the two when he Ling put Janelle down on her feet, her legs wobbling, making the prince hold onto her more until she could stand on her own and he could grab the bar of soap sitting in its little holder. Then he lathered it against Janelle.

She didn't mind it, in fact she gave in to his hands grasps, and smile in content when he began to rub her shoulders and neck. It felt so good, her body even shuddered when he ran his thumbs over the places that seemed to be sore than most.

Ling worked his way down, watching every reaction in the girl's face as he continued down her collar bone and breast. He lathered them just as gently as the others, but gave in more force to manage the two mounds. They were soft in his hands, and the way they moved to his rough round motions, his kneading causing Janelle to whimper to her own frustrations was driving him mad.

And as much as Jenny loved it slow, her heart felt like it would burst if she didn't release soon. She even tried to hint at Ling when she wrapped her hands around his wrists and pushed her hands into her more, forcing him to grab her bosom even harder to make her moan out at him, face fully flushing from the actions, "Mm, I better clean you quick. Other wise we're both going to regret something." Ling warned his voice full of lust and husk, his mouth pressing against hers as he washed her lower abdomen now.

"I don't know, I might enjoy your insanity, Ah!" Surprising her with a finger, he happily cleaned her walls, softly pressing in and slowly pulling back out to hear her gasp and moan with a wither, her body urging him to do more as she held onto his shoulders, "I don't think you want me to loose control…" He murmured back with his eyes fixated on her.

"Why not…" She breathed moaning against as he thrust inside her at a quicker pace.

"Because I've never felt this lost…This mixed up inside. I'm afraid of what I'll do if I don't have you soon…"

"Heh, you sound as bad as Greed." Her jester made Ling chuckle back as he turned her around, "Yeah…But I'll make sure to leave you satisfied. I promise. I want nothing more than to take my time."

Hey ass we were in a public bathroom don't forget that! Greed may have spoke but Ling ignored it, only smirking as he went back to distracting himself.

At first, Janelle didn't know what to say to that, usually guys just got right to the point about everything, but Ling…Taking his time?

Who was this man? Before she could ask him though, Ling removed his fingers from her, seeing all the stringy essence of her juices coating his fingers. He couldn't help but feel the need to lick his lips. And just as Janelle turned around he sucked his fingers cleaned, and between them as well and then licked his lips, his eyes glossed over as he stared the girl down. He watched her gulp back still out of breath, intimidated by his stare and what it meant for her in the near future.

But it was definitely clear. He wanted her now more than ever.

And her wet soaking bubbling form wasn't helping his urges. He needed her now. He stepped up behind Janelle, pulled her hair to the side, and quickly sucked on her neck to taste her newly cleaned skin, latching his mouth to the spot Greed had left before, causing Jenny to whimper louder and louder, until finally she yelped out when he slid himself inside, "Oh Ling..!"

"My apologies…I couldn't wait any longer. Please forgive me…" His words may have been breathed into her skin, but the feel of his lips vibrating off her body only made the fixation even more potent, how much she wanted him to enter her again.

"Again…" She breathed catching him off guard as he looked up her back from licking at her skin, "Please…" She began to move her hips to make his cock harder, as she wrapped his arms around neck to make him groan and gave her body a tight embrace. That was all he needed was her permission to go as hard as he wished, and with a short breath, Ling threw his hips forward with a bit of force into the girl one bit at a time to keep her panting and mouth agape just before she closed it again to hold back a moan.

He pulled all the way out again and moaned with Jan this time, tightening his grip on her until he could set a nice hard pace. It wasn't rough, it was more forceful than anything, but there was so much passion behind his movements and Janelle loved it. The feel of his body slapping against hers in the water, the sound of his own pleasure making her body nearly spasm.

Ling at this point felt he couldn't get deep enough, knowing he could be at the center of her if he tried harder. And so he did by placing the girl's legs over his shoulders, finding the deepness and euphoria he craved. It was even hotter, or so it felt to him as he grind his pelvis into hers like before, making Janelle moan out in what sounded like pleasure and pain, "Ling!" Her breath taken again by his swift surprises Janelle called out to him with strain in her voice, which Ling responded by kissing her lips, and quickly began to soothe her cries with the foreplay of soft tongue rubbing against hers.

He made her pleasure even worse by caressing her breast and pinching her nipples while his arms still seemed to hold her up against the wall. Her muffled screams and pleading cries to finally cum came to her fulfillment when Ling finally began to come to his own as well. His cock throbbing uncontrollably and twitching between Janelle's spasms. It felt too amazing to not want to release. At least this once.

He was still far from finished, but he needed to fill. Just this once. And so with a few more demanding and alert thrusts, the prince brought Janelle's torture over quickly, listening to her whimper over and over again, her lower body pulsing around him as she came. He could feel all of it, it was too much for him, his tip so sensitive at the center of her core all he could do was pull back from her lips with a strenuous groan before biting down on the girl's shoulder. A shoulder that hadn't been marked yet, until now, "Ugh!"

He responded back with even more husk filled words, but unfortunately Janelle couldn't understand what he was said, for the language he spoke wasn't English, but what sounded like Chinese. Sort of. She was sure it was Xingese he was speaking. She couldn't describe it, it wasn't Chinese, but it was almost a mix of that known language to her, and French; yet as they spilled from his lips a chill ran through her spine, her heart thud against her chest as if it stopped, and some how she came even harder accidentally letting some of her cry slip out from her lips causing Ling to follow suit as he groaned and spewed his remains within his lover.

Janelle could feel his seeds filling her insides, his cock almost feel as if it had grown in size when he climax, but in all the truth, Ling thought the opposite. He thought it had to have been her, her tightness was merciless to him, yet no one praised the other in such a way. They were both too breathless to speak, Janelle speechless mostly as she laid her head against Lings, stroking his back his her fingertips to make his skin crawl. In a good way of course. He even smiled wider, and removed his band from his hair to let it fall.

It was a little hazy for Janelle to see clearly, but as she noticed this she pulled her head away from his to see what he had done, and smiled softly, tiredly, then admire his long black strands, putting a few behind his round ears. She couldn't help but think he looked so sexy with it down, and before long she complimented him with a tender kiss, which he happily returned fully, "You were speaking Xingese just now?"

"Heh, why would you say that?" He asked with heavy eyes, his breath passing her lips before he pecked them, "Just a hunch...It's sexy."

Again he laughed and kissed her lips multiple times. His hands pet her head, and brushed his palms against her shoulders and out of no where pulled Janelle by her hips getting the girl to give a slight squeak and a sigh.

They kissed for awhile, memorizing the others mouth to make sure the moment would last and be imprinted into their minds for a long time, but soon pulled away to begin showering. Ling put Janelle down on her feet so they could properly wash each other, but before the prince could get the soap within his grasp, Janelle quickly snatched it away, giggling with a finger wagging in his direction, "Ah, ah, my turn."

"You wish to spoil me?"

"If you don't mind." She asked with pleading eyes, holding the soap between both her palms as she let it slide back and forth.

Ling didn't know if it was just the steam now, but without a reply, the prince merely stood by and watched as Jan began to slowly clean him. She started with his chest, using the soap in one hand and used her free hand to lather the spots, then spread out to his shoulders and back, rubbing out the muscle to make him melt like puddy in the palm of her hands.

"Mm…Feels good…" Janelle giggled and wrapped her arms around his broad cage, reaching around to his neck to rub the stress away from there and down the spine. Each finger having their own magic touch to make the man moan in bliss, and flinched when one of her hands went down and reached around to grab her prize. The moment her hand touched it she smiled and gently began to wash him there as well.

That's when Ling took the soap back with a heavy breath, and began to soap down Janelle this time, his hands starting at her chest like she had done to him, and mimicked the motions from her chest, to her stomach, to her waist, and back. When Ling came back around he was already panting heavier from her cleansing him, she was even using tongue to lick his neck, kissing every bit of skin she could find with her mouth until she felt him gulp back a moan, and shudder hard when she squeezed him around the base, "How do my hands feel now?" She cooed next to his ear to hear a small growl rumble from the bottom of his throat, "Unbearable."

She giggled at his reaction, but only jumped up and gasp when she felt his hands reach her womanhood, his fingers sliding against her slit, and in between her thighs to keep her squirming in his arms. She tilted her head to the left, and right, the strands of her hair sticking to her body as Ling's stroked her, both of them bucking their hips and enjoying the other.

"Yet, the more I touch you the more I can't get enough. Why do you suppose that is?"

"Sex is a hell of a thing." A little dazed from his teasing, Janelle must've not seen the mischievous little grin the prince had on his face when she said that.

Suddenly, all the girl could feel was a finger or two entering her shaking body to make her nearly yell out into his mouth. When he slid inside he went in with ease, and then thrust them once to make her gasp. Then whimpered when he twirled them, and she pulled away from his lips to moan when he went in even deeper, her eyes burning into his as he gave a taunting lick at her bottom lip, "I love hearing your noises." Was all he said before biting her softly, pumping his digits at a normal pace to hear the sweet noises she made rasp and wither. He was beginning to think Greed was slightly taking over, but in all reality, Ling's body craved Janelle more than anything right now. Maybe it was from the few short times he had gotten to really know her, outside and in. He needed to know more, to know anything about this woman he laid with, about this mysterious girl who he met not too long ago.

Before long the two rinsed away the soap in the midst of their foreplay, and when Ling felt that they washed themselves long enough, Ling pulled his fingers out, hearing a disappointed sound leave the brunette before she felt her arms being wrapped around the boy's neck, and her legs being lifted from the ground, "Ling?" He then turned off the water, kissing little of her collarbone as he wrapped an enormously huge towel around the both of them, and walked out of the shower.

Janelle could see he was taking her to the bed in the other room, and once he was near it he put Janelle down ever so gently on the mattress, hovering over her. She didn't move, nor remove the smile that took her face as she studied his lustful gaze, in return Ling did the same, unable to wipe away a gaze of his own before kissing Janelle's lips ever so softly and then her cheek. Then her jaw, and neck, giving a forceful lick against the mark he had left prior to make the girl sigh shakily as he continued to venture down her body.

He may have stay at her neck for a moment or two, but once he was done there he continued to trail his kisses and suckles down her collarbone until he reached her breast, admiring their shape, and color, how red they were from the last tease. But to him they could be redder. So he placed a bud in his mouth and sucked as he wrapped and warped his tongue around the sensitive bud.

She tried so hard to stay quiet, so hard to keep her noises to a bare minimum, but with his tongue at work like that how could she not want to release a moan or two with her chest rise to his malevolent teasing. All she could think was he was too good at this, and in some way she wanted to reject him. Want to reject the feeling of Ling making her feel the way she did, the way the knot in her stomach tightened when he looked at her, when he smiled, and kissed her with his soft warm lips. How lucky she felt. How was she to know she would end up like this? It couldn't have been a bad thing, right?

But what about when it's all over? When I leave, will this all even matter? I feel like I'm leading him on. To disappointment…I don't want that.

Suddenly being interrupted by a feeling of Ling's head already down between her legs, and his tongue eagerly to taste her, making her nearly moan out and gasp to the feel of his mouth at work, and her body convulsing to it.

Ling had to it admit, Janelle was a sexy woman in bed. Her face's distortion was mystifying. Even more so when she bucked her hips at him, wanting more, "More…Please Ling, I need more…" Then he quickly stopped and moved upward, his hips lining with her, until he pressed inside, and wrapped his arms around Janelle's legs, bringing her closer to the edge so he could get a good hold on her.

When he was ready, he pressed on, and thrust into the girl, making a small moan release from her, then another when he thrust again, this time harder, "Ling! Oh Ling, ah!" Once the prince had found a good pace, he brought Janelle's legs over his shoulders hunching so he could catch her lips as he thrust deeper into her womb.

She couldn't help it, she gasped, and whimpered when he went faster, huffing and hiss when it got too much. when her walls snuggled around him, Ling could only silence himself further before sighing at the tingle feeling filling his body. It was like every molecule in his body was heating up. The friction making Jenny's core hotter and wetter as she whimpered again when he found a bundle of nerves, "ah, ah, there, hit it there…!" Ling drilled faster, moaning this time trying to restrain the sound as he complied to his lover.

"You're so tight Jenny, every movement I do makes you squeeze around me more. It's-," He stopped as he began to rub her clit, her body shaking and tensing as he kissed her, "I don't even know a word for it."

"Then don't think, just take me…Please…I need it Ling…" She really meant that. The need was so great, that her true feelings began to surface, " And I need you…"

"I know…" He could feel it, and began to slam into the small girl one plunge at a time, "I need you too" With a great deep kiss, Ling rammed his hips harder against Janelle muffling her cries of pleasure as he reached for her special spot, hitting the one bundle of nerves that made her pull away for air, panting and whimper as she finally bit her lip, and shivered with a deep muffled sound. Her back arched and before Ling knew it Jenny had climaxed and close behind was Ling as he cupped the side of her face, and groaned, panting into the side of her neck as he released into the girl, "J…Janelle…" She could feel it too, the way his cock twitched and his muscles tensed against Janelle's body. When he stopped, Ling laid to the side completely spent, but not enough not to wrap his arms around Jan's neck, and bring his body and head to her own. Both forehead met forehead, and the warmth of their body's were the only thing to keep them warm from the cold draft getting in.

At first Janelle could barely speak, tired from all of today's events and then this, her body slowly was falling into a deep sleep, before suddenly she felt Ling kiss her, and smile with a chuckle, getting them in a more comfortable position by cuddling an arm under Janelle, and surrounding them in sheets, both of them talking more about themselves.

Whatever Janelle could remember she spoke, most of it good things, and some bad. But it could be said about Ling. He hadn't said anything until now, but apparently his mother had died of a terrible illness when he hit 12. It was a hard hit for the family, but after a couple of years of mending, the family became strong again, and his father remarried.

Janelle knew that she couldn't have foresee this, hearing his child hood made her feel…Well, she wasn't sure what, all she could do was listen to his story as she laid in his arms, "After that…Well, then this happened…And then I met you." Janelle smiled at the last part, feeling him kiss her head as they laid in each others arms, Jan's ear right over the prince's heart beat as it slightly sped up, "I never thought you've gone through so much. I mean, in my world they don't say much of your background. Just that you're from Xing, that philoshper stone was the only way to help your people, but your father's sick. Do you…Have a good relationship with your father?"

"For the most part…We talk from time to time considering how many brothers and sisters I have." He laughed a little.

"I can only imagine." She thought of the 24 kids and then some. How could anyone have that many. And as much as Janelle liked kids, 24 or more would've made her go insane. She had to give some credit to his father though. He either was a very active man, or a very persistent one for an heir.

Not realizing her silence had last a moment, Ling looked down at the girl seeing her dazed look, and then sat up a little more to make himself more comfortable, and then he asked, "What about you? I'm assuming those two boys on your folder from when we first met were your brothers."

"Me too. I'm starting to remember a little bit."

"Really? How much?"

"Only a little. After that incident with Truth, I have a feeling he purposely let my mind leak memories."

"Why?"

"I don't know. That's the weird part." He could tell it was bothering her, so Ling changed the subject quickly, "What about your mother? Is she…"

"She's still alive. Actually, I remember only a few things of her. Some of it from when she married that one bastard…But I remember some from when I was little, and then there's…" She trailed off.

"It's alright. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

"It's not that. It's…It's stupid."

"I won't judge you." Janelle didn't want to, but she did. She believed him. Even when she looked up at him to see that his eyes were sincere, making Janelle smile happily before she laid her head against his chest, "We had a fight…Before she left for this place in Modesto. It's only a few hours away from home. And since I wanted to stay behind she asked me about Chase…"

"Chase?"

"My Ex." She corrected, feeling the grip on her arm tighten. Not too much, just enough for Ling to hold her close, "Any ways, since we were still seeing each other, she asked me if I was going to let him stay over again. Mind you I'd broken up a while back, about a year, but she didn't believe it."

"Why?"

"Because we were still fooling around." He stayed silent.

"This man Chase…He ever hurt you?"

"Physically? No, I would never let him lay a finger on me. If that were to happen, he knows what would happen."

"I mean in any way Janelle. Emotionally, physically, mentally." Janelle smiled and sat up from his arms.

Sitting up to hold her legs, thinking of the things she could remember about him. And the more she thought about the more she held herself, suddenly feeling Ling come up from behind her, and embrace her shoulders leaning his head against hers to give her strength.

And it worked. She began to speak again, "What can I say. I've been in some rough relationships…Getting into drugs, hanging out with tweakers, and sneaking out at night. I was a regular rebel…But when I met Chase….I felt my life wasn't my own. No longer were the decisions I made for myself but for what he called, 'us'. The man was a ravage egotistical womanizing ass."

"Okay Janelle I've heard enough. You don't have to tell me anymore…" He could tell it was upsetting her. More than she cared to lead on/

But she insisted, "Are you sure? I can tell you a lot of things he did…What he made me-,"

"You're digging your nails into your skin stop it." His voice quivered when he pulled her arms around away from her legs. She must've not seemed to notice it, but when he made a note of it, Janelle began to feel the sting of her own made flesh wounds, and Ling could only hold her hands in his, tight and secure to keep her from hurting herself.

Then he kissed them tenderly, over and over again as if to make her pain stop. And Janelle was so awed by his reaction that she set her head against his, letting him continue to kiss her pain away, "God, how can you be so understanding…So loving…I don't know anyone in my world like you."

"Maybe you just haven't found the right guy, that's all. You said it yourself, the wrong crowd and everything…But here? Sure it isn't perfect, but I guess it only took you until coming here to find me." She couldn't help the smile on her face, the giddy sensation that caused the butterflies to run through her veins.

"Don't say that." But she couldn't believe it, not now, not yet. He couldn't be…that.

"But it's true. You're the one that dropped in on us remember? So, technically, you found me." Jenny laughed at that, knowing he had a point, and in return all she could do was run a finger through his hair, and kiss his nose as he looked to her, smiling, "That's is true."

"It is." He confirmed before pulling the girl down to the bed again, kissing her softly as he laid her on top of him, her head again resting against the crook of his neck, "Let's just relax okay? I know it's been a long day, and from what Greed tells me this Father guy has something planned for tomorrow."

"Yeah, well not exactly tomorrow, but he said he wanted me to help out with a festivity that Central has."

"What's the occasion?"

"A banquet. I'm assuming for the friends and families of the Military soldiers."

"You think so?"

"Make sense. Unless this was made up to be some diversion for something I don't see why they would have a 'banquet' in the Military. Maybe it could be a promotion of some sort."

"Well, I guess we'll see tomorrow, huh?"

"Yeah." Just then, Janelle gave along tiny yawn that make the prince smile to himself, "Tired?"

"More than usual." He nuzzled her nose and laughed again, lightly this time, "I could think of a few reasons why."

"I bet you could…" She drifting off a bit.

Ling continued to asked random question as she slowly fell asleep, hoping it would help, and oddly, it did, "Is there anything else I should know about you?" He asked.

"I'm a senior in high school."

"High school…You mean a public school?"

"Mm-hmm. Graduation suppose to be in June, but we'll see if I even make it back in time for that."

"Mm. You're still thinking about going back?"

"It's my home. I have nowhere to go in this world…I'm alone." Ling looked at her again.

"Not alone."

"I know, that wasn't really what I meant, but thank you Ling…" There were a few minutes of silence, before something caught Ling's attention, and again questions bubbled to the top of his mind.

Yet before he could ask, he heard and felt Janelle's gentle breath as she fell into that deep slumber, unable to return for at least a couple of hours.

Unfortunately, it might only be a few hours for them to be like this, knowing that Greed would have to do his regular duties. He'd hate to leave Jenny alone, but if meant being able to see her again, and again, the time away was worth it. Ling pulled his long hair away from his face, and snuggled himself close to Janelle as he slowly laid her to the mattress, still holding her close as she slept soundly, "I guess I'll just have to ask later…"

He then looked up at the ceiling, listening to the girl sleep as he began to drift off himself, slightly disturbed by the question he wanted to ask Jan, "As much as I am completely in the moment…I'm quite curious to what we'll do when the time comes…When you…" He stopped in mid-sentence, and sighed shaking his head.

He shouldn't be thinking like that. Not now anyway. Janelle was here and that's all that should've matter. But the thought still ate away at him, not too much. But enough that once the girl was awake, he had to ask…

Was this any of this real? Was she in love with like he was with her?


Next- Chapter 11: Finding Rapture

Morning events seem to get a little heated between Ling and Janelle when he asks about staying, and when she can't fully answer him, the frightened girl runs off only to have the humanoid homunculus save the damsel, yet again in another hairy situation.