Again, I apologize for last chapters fiasco, but whatever, I'm over it. :D Now, for some Greed scene 3 I hope you guys enjoy this chapter a little more than the drama in the last.

I want to own Greed….Wait. *Raspberry*


Chapter 12: Finding Rapture


Ling had made his way inside, it was dead quiet, the only sound was the rain pattering over head as he came in. There was footsteps, he assumed from the intruders that had left recently, now the prints dried quickly from the mud and water they had tracked inside, "Yeesh, the least they could've done was clean up after themselves."

Says the sloppy prince. What exactly are we doing here?

"I want to make sure there's no survivors. What kind of man would leave people to die."

No skin off my back is all. Either way, I want my body back eventually Ling. The others are bound to come looking for us-,

"Just…One more minute."

Fine. But hurry up!

"Don't rush me homunculus."

Big words coming from a little piss ant like you.

"I just have fire to my bite. Besides, I want to make sure that it's safe to leave down the trail without any interference." Unfortunately, the tranquil silence came to an end before Ling could finish looking through the whole house.

He heard a struggle, and then a yelp from a man, "Get off of me! Ah!"

"You'll pay for that wench." The burly man's voice came

"Janelle!" Ling sprint towards the door, throwing himself out the frame to run across the yard to where Janelle was suppose to be. She was on the ground attempting to get a man much bigger off of her small frame, she was punching his gut, but it did little effort. The man was completely crushing her chest with his legs, and chuckling as he stopped her from using an odd looking capsule. She was attempting to push on the top of it, but the man gripped her wrist with ease, and tightening his grip, cringing her grip on the device as she winced, then yelped out in pain.

Ling was about to take care of it, but Greed wasn't in the mood for heroism, he need to act quick, the man's hand was already trying to ride up one of Janelle's legs, but Jenny put up a good fight, attempting to squirm herself out from underneath him, but he just crushed her more.

Before the man could do any more, a hand came at the man's throat, his voice box caught between the homunculus shielded hand and the wall that was nearly a foot away from the girl now, "Greed…." She wheezed.

"You…" He growled. He was thinking of horrible things, deadly things to make the man scream out in pain. He punched the guy's head through the cement wall, "How dare you touch my woman that way!" He punched him again, causing a bigger crater in the wall as the perverted man went flying and tumbling into the forest.

He could barely move, but Greed grunted loudly as his gust of adrenaline and rage overwhelmed his senses. He thought of killing the man. He could only imagine how old he was. And how young Janelle still was. This man didn't deserve his pity.

Greed picked up the man's shaking form, his hands attempting to hide his face from the avarice's ultimate shield. Each punch felt like hell, each time Greed hoped this man wished he'd put him out of his misery, "Greed…Stop…S-Stop…" She could barely talk, but she tried hard to get up on her feet, stumbling her way over to the homunculus who was throwing the man around by his collar like a rag doll, "Greed!"

When she got close enough she called his name again, this time with worry, "Greed?"

"What!" She jumped from him turning to her so hastily, his eyes filled with the intention to kill, until he noticed the fear rising in the girls eyes. Slowly, he fell back to reality, looking back at the thug he had pummeled, seeing the damage he had done to the man's face. He was bleed, with lumps bruising over as blood blisters, every Orpheus from his face seem to bleed. Even his two from teeth were missing.

Greed growled, wishing he could've done more if Janelle hadn't interfered, but seeing how Janelle react to his out burst, he didn't want to put her in any more distress. They didn't need it.

And wasting his time on a snot nose bully only made him spit on the guy's face before throwing him back on his ass. The man coughed but didn't let his sights off the man in front of him, "Who…"

"Doesn't matter. She just saved your life. Be grateful, or the next time you won't be so lucky." With balled fist Greed walked away, Janelle's eyes still stuck on the man. She gaze at the man and odd look, she was pissed at him alright, she should've just let Greed kill, or kick his ass at least, but at the same time, she was only glad she could avoid another death. Then, she followed close behind the avarice. He walked back into the house, starting from where Ling has reside when he was checking the rooms. When he came to the last room, there laid a man covered in blood.

Janelle being on the other side of the door, wasn't expecting it. She had been to her share of funerals, but this was far from it. It was something out of a horror film. She gasped back and stayed on the other side of the door with her hand over her mouth. She fell to the ground unable to speak words. She had been to a few funerals or so, but she had never seen a body so mangled.

Greed stared at the body in pity, but shook his head at the men that caused the persons death. He walked up to Janelle, having his fill of the crime scene, of the place in general and squatted down to meet her face to face; her eyes distant, "I'll call the authorities. They can handle this. We still need to get back to Central."

For a moment she didn't speak, collecting her thoughts to come up with a plan to get back to Central, "There was a car outside. The keys have got to be around here somewhere, if not then I can always hot wire it to get us out of here like before." Greed knew it wasn't the time to say much. He needed to call the police, at least on the behalf of Janelle, and then he would be more than happy to get the hell out of this house's atmosphere. It was really becoming annoying to the avarice, but he kept a straight head on his shoulders, keep it positive "Sounds like a plan. In the mean time, I'll find you some more appropriate clothes. You're completely soaked through. I think your lips are turning blue."

"I'm okay really." She tried to insure him, but Greed shook his head at her, "No. You're not. But you will be. I promise." He brought up her chin, her hazel iris's glowing in the small light that lit up the hall way. Even the small smile she gave caused the avarice to smile a bit. Not by much, but enough that she noticed the concern in his eyes, "Everything will be okay."

"You and Ling say that so confidently." She smiled at him, holding his forearm that held her chin. When she touched him though, it drifted to her cheek, bringing her in for a quick rough kiss before he pulled away, "That's because I am. And don't worry too much. You know I'll keep ya safe." Greed was hesitant to leave Janelle alone again, afraid something else would try to snatch at her while he was using the phone, but with her just in view from the hall way it was easy enough to say he felt good enough to give the Central police Military hell for worrying more about an Ishvalan than a bunch of thugs that nearly hurt his friend.

Now he was starting to understand why most humans hated the Military, but none the less, after he was through with scowling the cops he hung up the phone, Greed went to find a sweater and pants big enough to fit Janelle. There was a navy blue tank top, a green over shirt, and light blue pants that seemed to almost fit the girls waist. But Greed found a belt for that too.

Once Janelle was taken care, the girl headed out to the car with Greed behind her, his still damped jacket in his arm as they went out into the rain. With their luck, they were able to find the car keys easily on the key rack when Greed investigated the house, "You sure you're up for driving?"

"Well, since I don't have to rig the car, I feel less stressed to get out of here. We just need to get somewhere familiar."

"Right." Greed agreed as they both jumped into the small blue pick up, but when Janelle had turned on the car, the gas was down to a tank, "Shit." She cursed making Greed chuckle. He never really heard her swear, but when she did it was kind of cute.

"Well…I guess only way to find out if we'll make it down the hill with that much gas."

"Yeah, well…I wish we had time to look around for a gas tank."

"Too late for that Janelle, the cops are gonna be here any minute."

"Yeah. Let's go." She shifted the car into gear, and slowly pulled out, heading down the hill and passing the cops as their sirens roared. Janelle's eyes softened, feeling sad over the man that those thugs had murdered, but she felt content with calling the police.

Slowly, her attention turned to Greed, "Are you still mad at me for stopping you?"

"Che, I was never mad doll." He stopped giving her a sympathetic small smile of regret, "And I'm sorry I yelled."

"It's okay. I'm just glad you came when you did. Thank you, for having my back." Greed smiled more, smirking widely with a soft chuckle as he sat back trying to keep himself comfortable, "I protect what's mine Janelle."

"I know. Um,- you know, I'm sorry too. For what I said. I didn't mean to say that you were…being like Chase. I just…"Greed was watching her out of the corner of his eye, seeing the regret in her face, "It was a mean thing to say and I should've never said it. You're nothing like him. I can't see any resemblence. I guess I was just scared you'd take me and leave me too. Try to take me over and control what I do. But you're not like that. I see that. "

He shrugged, unfazed by the previous words she spoke of, "All water under the bridge. I know he hurt you, more than a guy should. But it's not like that Jenny. You and me, I mean. I wouldn't just use you like he did." She couldn't hold the smile back from his presence, she tried to turn away, trying to hide the blush beginning to take over her cheeks. Unfortunately, Greed saw right through her, and again he smirked, this time putting a hand on her lap, nearly making her jump and swerve on the road, "Oh-, sorry."

"No, no, I just…I'm still a little shaken up. I was so close to spraying his ass, but he hurt my wrist pretty bad." She could still feel the throbbing pain spreading through the part where he gripped, the swelling of her hand making it slightly harder to grip the wheel, yet she managed.

The thought caused Greed swallow back the sensation of rage he felt once before, trying his best to stay calm. He was usually so mellowed out, but what he saw before him, he could take it. It made him wonder why it was so dire for him to protect her, why he needed her. Then, he put a hand to her shoulder, making her look to him, "Stop the truck."

"What? Greed-,"

"Stop the truck, now." She didn't want to say no, whatever it was, it couldn't wait, and to the avarice it was becoming more urgent. She stopped the car, pulling it over to the side of the road and turning it off as she clicked off the lights to keep them hidden.

Her hands were still on the steering wheel when he placed his hand over hers, his eyes scanning their touch, and his connection to her before he looked into her eyes, "Look, I know I'm not good at saying how I…Feel, but just know that I am going to protect you, at all cost. And yeah, so you said some things you didn't mean to say earlier, but hell, I should've…Been more tactful about…Everything, about asking you to stay. Guess it really wasn't the right time." He leaned in, his nose brushing up against her cheeks. He could smell her scent, the smell of rain, and earth coming from the aroma of her soft skin. He slowly moved his lips up the side of her face, before giving her light kisses, his chest pounding already from the close contact, "I just want you close to me. I don't want anything else to take you. I'm sure you feel the same, don't you?"

"I do." She whispered, almost in doubt, but Greed knew better, and forced her to look at him, "Don't turn away. Listen, I've never been a one woman kind of guy, but…I can't see myself being with another without driving myself crazy. And I'm not good at saying sentimental things-,"

"It's okay, Greed. You don't need to explain your reasons for being you. I accept who you are. And I don't expect you to stay with me. That would be stupid. You're Greed the Avaricious."

"Hey, hold on a second. I didn't say that I was gonna leave or start fooling around with someone else. I'm perfectly content with just bangin' you until…Well…I guess until we get sick of each other. Or otherwise."

"Uh…Bangin'?" She laughed a little, getting him to notice his bluntness, but he followed her in suit none the less, and took her hand in his, not making eye, "Heh. Well, you know what I mean." He stopped smiling though, frowning to finally make their eyes reunite, his hand wrapping around her waist, and the other on her jaw line, feeling out the soft feel of her cheek. His thumb stroked it, subconsciously, "I'm not entirely sure what we're doing, but all I know is I don't want to stop. I like what I got. And I got you. That okay?"

Janelle was actually surprised by his way of 'committing'. She knew he wasn't heartless, but she never imagined Greed to be with one woman. It always seemed to be the first thing that would pop to her head when she didn't 'see' who he was.

She always felt like it was a fantasy played out in her head. She even tried to hide the smile by looking away and shaking her head before asking, "Why is it that I never picture you like I think you are?"

"Well that's not the answer I was expecting." He chuckled, which Janelle realized what she did, and gripped his hand more, "I don't know. I always had this idea of you being this renegade asshole who isn't out for himself, but didn't seem the type to…You know. Care. Let alone with one woman."

"Because of that book?" She choked, and blushed as she looked at him embarrassed.

Okay, Greed had to admit he was sick of hearing that he didn't resemble the book to her liking, and with a frustrated sigh, he kissed Janelle to ease his trouble mind. But he let her have it, "You know, just this once, can we not try to refer me to a character in that damn book? I'm obviously in front of you. And no book is gonna tell me what I am or what I'm like."

"Sorry."

"Don't be. Just know this is me. If the book doesn't match me to the detail than screw it. Who cares, right? You obviously like me, so let's not worry about what a stupid book's gotta say about how I should be." She didn't really think about that, but at this point, Greed and everyone else here was real. Real to her, and whatever she learned about Greed, she discarded from her mind, smiling contently this time as she touched her head with his, "I think I can do that. Guess sometimes you got to see things for yourself rather than read up on them. I should know that. But I guess I like yo-,…Never mind."

"What was that? You're not even at least gonna telling you like me?"

"I just did!"

"No you stopped half way lady."

"Ugh-, fine. Just don't get a big head over it." Greed could only grin chuckling, "Well-,"

"Don't! Sat it."

"Alright, alright. I promise I won't get a 'big head' over it."

"Okay." Feeling like it still wasn't enough to have his word, Janelle sat up on her knees getting more serious as she stared into the homunculus eyes. Her heart searching for the words she would tell Greed. "I like you…I really do." She stopped for a minute thinking before continuing, "Before I came here, and when they actually introduced you into the book? I thought you were just another Thug. You reminded me of a pimp. Cocky, wanting everything-,"

"Hey…"

"Let me finish. But, as I started to watch the shows and read on the book a little more, well…I guess I realized I was wrong." She stopped smiling as she thought about it.

The way she'd feel like a giddy little school girl every time she'd see him smile, how much she admired his realization of what he wanted out of life, and what he gained at the end of it all. Yet, she shook her head of the thought, widening her smile at him, "You were my hero."

"Me? A hero? Ha ha, Tell me you're joking, you know I'm no saint doll."

"I'm not joking, Greed. Laugh all you want, you may not be so innocent or some kind of super man, but I…I looked up to you. You didn't let anyone hold you back from what you wanted. No matter what happened to you…I just…"

"Wait, hold on, what happens to me?" Shit, way to go Jenny! Open your mouth a little wider and we might be able to make a freakin black hole with it! What do I say!

"Jan?" She really didn't know what to say, she couldn't take her eyes off of him either, the way his face was contorting to figure out what she wouldn't say. And from the way she was looking at him, he could read the answer in her face. But she had to have been wrong.

He had to be wrong, "Jan, what aren't you telling me." Her face fell pale and she gulped back, her eyes filling with pain. She looked into his eyes seeing the denial behind his stare.

She turned her gaze to the darkened floor. She couldn't see anything, but it was better than looking him in the eyes to see the answer that would blow him into oblivion, "Greed…You can't make me answer that."

"Why not? You'll answer anything else, but you won't-," He stopped mid sentence, and from the look on his face, he realized why Jan wouldn't talk. What she wouldn't tell him, "I die, don't I?"

"I-,"

"Don't pussy foot around it Janelle, answer me truthfully! Please!"

"I can't! It's different now, anything could happen now that I'm here! It's already happened before, like when I took the bullet for Ling's friend Lan Fan. It could be different, we don't know."

"You still never answered my question." He growled leaning his face closer to hers, his eyes still in denial, though the truth was there, sparking the anger he felt for his outcome. Who could blame him?

Janelle knew this was coming, now all she could do was brace for impact. She inhaled deeply crossing her arms, she bit her lips, and felt her throat swell. It all played in her head. But instead of having a sympathetic sadness ripple through her, it was a feel of loss.

She felt she would cry, if she didn't swallow. But she somehow found the strength to speak, and nodded very slowly as she gave him the truth, "Yes."

She didn't like the silence that came after, but she heard his breath still, the release with a weak sigh. She couldn't even imagine what he was thinking, what he was feeling. Angry, scared, shocked. She shook her head, "I'm sorry…But…Maybe…It'll be different. I mean, Lan Fan was suppose to loose her arm. Instead, I stopped that from happening. So, maybe we can think of something else. Something to avoid it."

"Like what Janelle? How do you avoid being killed when it's written in ink?"

"You just told me a few minutes ago that the book didn't matter, so don't let your answer change now." To him, he probably thought gaining the stone or immortality was the answer, but Janelle knew what he would be really fighting for.

While the facts stirred in his mind, Greed could only nod his head, agreeing with what she said. Maybe there could be a way to avoid it, but one question still remained, "Why didn't you tell me about this when we first met? I could've prepared."

"Ha, yeah that's a laugh, you wanted me to just tell you off the bat that you were going to die? I make mistakes but I'm not cruel Greed, I wanted you to trust me first. To tell you when we weren't like this. There's already enough on our plate, telling someone they're going to die is a big deal." She stopped, not entirely sure why as she pondered it, but she didn't need a second. She held his hand, leaning her head under his chin like a cat while her arms wrapped around him so suddenly.

He didn't see it really coming, but he let her in, "I want you to be able to count on me. Not like you need it. Just know what ever happens, I want be here for you. And Ling. You may not know it, but ever since I've met you two, you both have made a very big impact in my life. And I'm glad. It's the best news I can get, considering the odds. Just…Don't take what I said to heart. We will find a way to save you. Even if it kills me." Greed put his hand on her back, not moving, just feeling the girl's fragile heart pound against her body.

Again, the thought of their interesting conversation about the fans again popped into his mind. He smiled a little, but still couldn't relieve the sensation that had clouded his mind. He didn't want to think about that now. If anything, he knew Jan was right. He should've been taking his own advice. The news was just a lot to take in.

Without a word, the avaricious pulled the girl closer to him, rubbing her side until one hand laid on her hips while the other brushed through her hair. His mind was clouded, more than usually now that their world was rocking and shaking, but never the less, it didn't stop Greed from remembering who he was or what he wanted, what he was determined to achieve. He just wasn't one to give up.

So he wouldn't. Before long, the hand on her hips was rising up, and tucking underneath her shirt till his fingers touched the skin of her stomach. It made Janelle jump a bit, and look at him oddly, "Sorry, still jumpy?" He tried to laugh it off, stopping to caress the side, and cause her to jump again this time giggling, "Yes. Especially when you tickle me."

Greed laughed more genuinely this time, "I seemed to be good at that. Not that I mean to." He then leaned his head into her cheek, nuzzling his face into her neck to hide himself.

Janelle attempted not to be swayed by the sudden change in his demeanor, but as she tried to pull his hand away, his lips licked her neck, pulling up to put his forehead to hers. She looked deep into his orbs, seeing the look in his eyes, the admirable gaze he held as he smirked, behind the innocent eye lock though, Janelle could see his gaze slowly turning lustful, and intoxicating.

She couldn't pull away either, feeling her lips tug into a small smile before she leaned in and kissed him. In the back of her head she felt it like she should've digressed, but Greed didn't stop her, he kissed her back with a small claw at her ribs making the girl twitch in his arms. He drifted his hand down to the other side and picked her a bit until her arms were around his neck, his lips never loosing sync with Janelle's. Then he dipped his tongue to taste her own excited muscle. They wrapped it and twirled their tongues in a wild manner, the hot passion kiss turning primal as Greed pulled Janelle even further into his grasp, his nails digging into her fabric as he breathed heavily, "I don't know if this is a good time…We should get going." Greed mumbled it thinking it was hear that had said it before she smiled, and kissed him more.

"When will it ever be the right time. Besides, all I want to feel . I want to feel that everything will be really okay, like you said. I need everything to be…" Janelle trailed off, feeling the avarice's use his lips to sedate her. She held onto the him for dear life, her eyes closed and her mind blank. Everything was happening so fast, yet this moment was beginning to feel like a fixated rush. It couldn't really be explained, all she knew was she needed Greed right now, she needed him to touch her, to entice her, to control her, anything to make her think of anything else but everything that happened today.

In fact, the only one she ever wanted to think about was Greed and Ling. She cared for them both, more than anyone in a while. She felt like her love for life was breaking, piece by piece, but the two showed her that there was more to it than that. That love and life is never worth losing. Even if her love for Greed had to have some boundaries to it, she loved him none the less.

Janelle moaned when he gripped her flesh, when he spanked her ass and licked up her jaw line, about to pull her into his lap completely, before the girl stopped him, making the homunculus growl with impatience.

Jan pulled away a bit, enough to catch a glimpse of his hungry gaze, her lips smirking into a grin as she kissed him one last time before unbuttoning his jacket and shirt. Her lips followed down his collarbone and down his fitted chest. She always loved the feel of his smooth skin the smell of his scent. He never really wore colognes but just the feel of him in general was enough to sent her body shivering for more.

Her body was becoming unbelievably hot as she ventured downwards, feeling the warmth of Greed's hand on her backside. "You sure you wanna do this? I mean…No pressure." Although he did grasp it lovingly when Janelle undid his pants feeling the girl stick her hand underneath his underwear. There she found what she was looking for and pulled it out to let it pulse in her hand. Then she licked the tip of its pre cum, swirling her tongue around the head of his cock until she heard Greed grunt, responding positively to the feel of Janelle's tease.

"Yes. I do." She began stroking his cock with her very talented hands, feeling him shift back to get his hands on her thighs better, feeling out the under side of her until he found her underwear, soaked through, "Mm, Just makin'-, ah, god… She was already forcing him down her mouth, sucking on him, and wetting him more as she bobbed her head. She nearly swallowed him down her esophagus rubbing the tip with the back of her throat before pulling back to pop him out of her mouth.

The avarice's eyes were glossed with lust, and his lips were dry from panting, and hissing and as the pleasure began to built, but when it felt too good he brought Janelle up to kiss his lips, entangling her mouth with his in a hungry wild kiss that left them both pulling back with strings of saliva still attached to their lips, gasping for air.

Greed cupped her face, finding every inch of her mouth he could find until all he wanted was the feel of her heat on his cock. He could never remember another woman doing those kinds of things to him. The feel of her hot tongue play with him like it did. How could he not want that.

Suddenly hearing another sound of delight come from the avaricious, Janelle pulled back for air only to feel him pull her mouth back down onto his member. She made a small noise of surprise, but gladly went back to pleasing him with her mouth. She too couldn't remember a time she had done this too someone. Every time she did she felt degraded, expecting to feel dirty after wards, but Greed didn't make her feel like many other boys did, surprisingly.

Instead, for once, she felt in control. She never mind being dominated, nor pleasuring another person, but only so many would let their woman be in control. Let them please their spouse the way they desired, and be okay with it. She felt relief to know she could finally be truly pleasured with no regrets. It felt so good, to have no boundaries when it came to the euphoric taste of sex.

Greed was already on the path finding it hard to keep his eyes open as the burst of ecstasy became persistent, his teeth gritting as he watched the girl's lips slurp up his entire length, from tip to base, ever now and against pulling away just enough to suck on the tip, and lick it. He was driving her beyond crazy by now, he could feel it, and he wanted to feel her now.

Finally hitting that final peak, Greed growled with frustration and pulled Janelle's mouth from his cock, the strands of spit following up to their lips as he nearly threw her over his lap, and positioned himself. The moment his tip broke through, Janelle whimpered, and moaned when he sheathed his cock inside, bucking his hips so demandingly, "Ah! Ah! Ah! Greed!"

"Fuck…" He plowed into her core, softly pulling back out just to ram back into her body to feel her body tense, and grab onto him dearly. With another hard thrust, Greed truly moaned at the girl, unable to stop himself from wanting to fill his need even more urgently, "Mm, just so damn good. I can't stand it, all I want to do is fill you. I can do that? Can I fill you? To make you utterly and completely mine." Janelle couldn't even answer, she felt shy and felt her face flush even more as he pounded his thick dick into her, "Heh, mine…I like the sound of that…"

"Greed you pervert. I'm not…I' m not a possession."

"There's nothing wrong with being my possession Jenny. I like what I see…I know what I want." He spanked her ass to make her squeak, only to thrust again to keep her own her toes. That and to hear her sexy voice call out to him, "And I want you to be mine. Just mine…No one else's…If anyone were to so much as look at you the way I do I'd probably get the urge to slit their throats. Unfortunatley Ling is an exception. But other than that, everyone else would be sorry." He pressed against his thumb against her clit watching as she pulled back from their connected lips, arching and clenching down on Greed even more. She turned her hips more, getting the perfect angle to make her cry out over the storming rain her head being thrown back as she clawed at the top of the roof.

He then changed up the pace again, starting a slow and hard pattern sounding off when he felt Janelle's center pop. He must've hit her g-spot because she came crushing down on him almost limp and while her legs trembled. An arm wrapped around the girls waist while the other laid at her throat. She could barely speak when he started to go a little faster, not too fast, but enough to get her moans to volume, her throat to go dry quicker, sending jolts down from the girl's bundle of nerves and up till she could feel it in her head. Pleasure at its finest.

She attempted to breath through the fierce lip lock, whimpering at him to do more, to go faster, harder, she need the deep feel of him imprinted in her mind, and soul. She even began to beg, "Please…"

"tsk, tsk Janelle, where would the fun be if I couldn't make you feel incredible."

"You're torturing me." She whined. She attempted to move her hips, but Greed stopped her by holding her hips in his grasp to hold and, push her down even more to make Jan whimper and shift, "Why? Why do you want to torture me?"

"It's not that I want to." He leaned his lips to her ear, brushing some of her hair out of the way before licking the shell, "You enjoy it, and I like it. And if we're both enjoying it, why not? Don't worry though, I'll grant you release soon enough. I just want to see you lose control a little first. Make you want me even more." He began to move his hips, slicking his length around to stir her pot a bit. She whimpered in response, "Besides, if my assumptions correct, I'm sure this is something you've been dreaming of." He chuckled lustfully.

"Wh-What are you talking about?" A little dazed, Janelle listened to Greed murmur in her ear more, his words sending shivers down her spine, and slithering ecstasy into her soul, "You think you're clever hiding how you've really felt about me and Ling, but after putting the puzzle together, how you act, the way you look away, the way your body reacts to me being so close to it. The way you bite your lip when nervous, and blush, how you squeeze me, and shake when I make pillow talk…You did more than just like me in the beginning….To you I was a fantasy."

"You jerk…" She muttered, unable to deny what he was saying. He chuckled darkly, and swayed the girl back and forth on top of him, grinding their hips as hard as he could till his muscles started to twitch, "I'm right though, aren't I? You've wanted me for a long time, yearning for my touch, but you're too embarrassed to admit it. And That's what turns me on, Jenny. Every little tick I find sends you more and more into ecstasy. You want me, just as much as I want you. You can't hide it, no matter how much your lips will be in denial, your body will always give you away. Look, you're already getting wet again."

"I'm not answering that!" She moaned holding onto him tighter, avoiding eye contact by closing her eyes.

It made Greed chuckle softly though, growling as his body shivered when she smacked her bottom against his thighs, "That's where you're wrong Jenny, again you've given me the answer without verbally saying it. Again." She blushed hard, either from the embarrassment or the friction Greed wasn't entirely sure, but when he finally pulled all the way out, and slammed back into Janelle, the girl's body quaked as she let out a weak yelp. Then he did it again, feel the her essence wet his shaft. He began to bounce the girl on top of him, the whole truck shifting and adding momentum to his thrust, Janelle could barely stand the rhythm, feeling her teeth bite into her lip again before her mouth was send agape.

Being as tender as it was already, she tried to be gentle, keeping her eyes steady on the man in front of her. But that stare. He knew, he knew what she really felt about him. It wasn't just about her liking him, when they did it, Janelle got a euphoria off of it, like a woman or man into bondage. Now that she wouldn't mind trying just once with him, but right now was incredible too. She tried to think of something else, but when Greed decided to persist with the answer by ceasing his movements, Janelle could only feel weak under his touch, whimpering, and looking back before Greed took hold of her face leading his fingers up into her hair, brushing his hand through the damp strands before shifting his eyes from one iris to the other. He licked his lips, and kissed her softly, pulling away after to stare deeply into her eyes, "Show me how much you want me, Janelle."

"You already know I want you." She tried to speak through the pleasure.

"No, I mean the way you would want to take me. The way you would touch me, fuck me, kiss me…The way you would fantasize."

"Greed…" She tried to put a hand to his chest pulling away, her cheek bones pink as a rose, which the avarice was finding it even more irresistible by the second. He wasn't sure how much longer he could sit still in her warmth, but he pulled her jaw line to his nose and took in her scent, licking down her neck again where he found a familiar mark which was starting to fade.

He was going to fix that by gnawing on her neck with light suckles. He could hear Janelle sound off, and when he pulled back, Greed kissed the spot with a satisfied smirk, his lips still connected to her skin, "You can be embarrassed all you want, but the fact still remains that the sight of me turns you on. And I want to see how much it drives you wild. Show me what you've been wanting to do to me." His nails were currently trying not to dig his nails into her back and thigh, but the scent of the girl and the aura around them was becoming so hard to bare.

If she didn't do something soon he was surely going to lose it himself.

But Janelle didn't know what to say, all she could do was linger on his words, feel his hips slowly move to keep himself from losing his hardness. Like that would've happened though. Not with Greed.

Janelle sat up a bit, staring at his painful expression as she tried to keep his breath steady, but she tipped her head to his shyly, "I don't know what to do?"

"Do what ever you want. Whatever you think about when you touch yourself. Thinking of me. Give into your ultimate desire." He kissed the skin between her jaw line and neck, letting his hot breath heat the chilled damped skin, "You do want me right?"

"Yes…"

"How much do you want me?" He began running fingers through her hair, and the hand that laid on her thigh was now at her bottom, gripping it softly as he felt a small movement come from the girls hips, "M-More than I care to say…" She finally admitted, feeling her heart thud in her chest as she thrust herself on top of him, his shaft throbbing when her walls hugged around him.

It made the homunculus groan and sigh from the delightful sensation, "Than show me…Move those gorgeous hips…" She whimpered, trembling from his breath pressing against her skin, it was electrifying, even more so when she began to do as he asked. She started slow, finding a rhythm and motion to her liking, moaning softly when she began on the right path.

Greed sighed sitting back to watch the woman in top of his lap ride him, feeling the small thrust rubbing his shaft with ease. It was good, but he knew she could do better. He smirked kissing her shoulder, soon traveling to any inch of her he could find with his mouth, teasing and making Janelle move more, her hips start to bounce on his lap. This time she moaned and leaned her head back to give Greed more access. A hand made it's way to her breast, caressing it firmly, assisting the girl more with her movements, her hips rolling on him until she gripped the back of the seat behind the avarice, and used the cushion as leverage to move her faster, harder.

He could feel her relaxing to him little by little, beginning to truly enjoy him as he asked for. And he was pleased by her actions, her body fierce and needy, Greed could only please her by pulling a perked nipple into his mouth to keep her trembling for him, to make her move rougher, her lungs loving the air as she began to flush. She was on the verge of wanting to release, but something was stopping her.

Something was missing. The force, the power, every time it had been Greed sending her to nirvana. Without him she couldn't reach her climax. She pushed herself up off his chest, and put both of his hands to her breast this time, angling her hips upwards to hit her sensitive insides. She gasped and moaned feeling the new found pleasure beginning to ride her partner even more, panting softly as she stared into his burning gaze. Every time his eyes always made her heart race, her body hot and bothered, her brain tingling from the hole he was burning through her. It was absolutely blissful. She loved the look he was giving her, seeing how he bit his bottom lip and grit his teeth every time she'd get him just right, his brows knitting as he groaned. Even the indent of his muscles tensing made her stomach churn.

At one point, he instinctively threw the girl's hips on to him, making them both hiss in ecstasy. Janelle whimpered, her hazel eyes begging for his powerful, addicting force. Greed could see it too, the way she was staring him down with that exotic pleading expression. He began to watch her closely, intently, seeing how much her body was practically starving for release.

He didn't stop toying with her chest though. He caressed her breast squeezing and pinching her nipples and sucking on the skin between her cleavage, "Do me a favor, huh doll?" He muffled through her breast, "It'd be nice to hear you say, just this once, how much you really think of me when you touch yourself. What happens if you don't get that sweet release."

"Please…Greed I-,"

"Say it…" He whispered this time, moaning softly when he thrust his hips up just enough to keep her craving more to make her groan and whimper. He grinned at the noise, and used his teeth to pull on a nipple, "Come on doll, just a few little words…" Janelle couldn't take it any more, her back was as arched as it could get, her legs vibrating from how far in it was, his tip rubbing right over the sensitive nerves inside her pussy.

She could feel her restraint of keeping quiet come to an end, and when he moved it just right, she gasped biting her lip and touching herself as she looked at him, finally finding the words pulled him into a fierce kiss, "I…I want you."

"What was that? I didn't quite catch that."

"I...There isn't one time I haven't thought about you without touching myself. If I don't I can't...I can't...Oh god Greed, you can't imagine how bad it hurts...!" She was begging for him desperately, nearly feeling like she would die if she didn't get him soon. She couldn't remember ever feeling so unstable, disconnected, she was about to loose it like the avaricious was hoping for.

Greed could see the longing, and gave the girl was she desired, as did he, "That's it." He gasped back when he pulled out, but made them both moan back at each other when he pulled back her butt cheeks and began to thrust his cock in over and over again. His strength pulling her forward for more access, her cheeks pressed against his nose as he licked the side of her mouth that was slightly open from the noises she made.

She panted and whimpered, tensed and shook as she stayed still, letting Greed take control of her movement once again. This was what she was missing, and the pleasure was so good, so breath taking, all she could was feel his cock imbedding her walls with hunger and his mouth sucking her tongue into him as he coiled her breast in his greedy hands, "Oh!" She was soaking their regions, making the avarice give a straining moan as he slammed her down repeatedly, getting a great view of her tits bouncing and shaking even as he squished them in his hands, "Please, harder…!" He didn't refuse, his thrust escalated till Janelle closed her eyes tight and cried out in response to his pummeling.

He was trying to resist from moaning out again, but even through gritted teeth, he couldn't stop himself, feeling his own end nearing the tighter and hotter the girl began to get, "Here it comes doll." And it was so the more Janelle continued to moan, her voice singing her close release as it pulled her down deeper and deeper into its depths. She felt her body buckle around her lover and her vision become white, announcing Greed's name as she climaxed. The avarice could feel the overwhelming tightness strangle his cock to its final peak, sending Greed shoot his thick mass into his woman, his nails digging hard into her skin as they both felt the extraordinary high waver through out their entire vessels.

Their bodies rocking slowly, and making long deep strokes while the homunculus finished filling her. Their moans dying down while their pants beginning to become more reoccurring. They could feel the after math lingering and tingling through their skin.

Greed's fingers were spreading around the girl's hair, and face, leading down to her body as he gently brushed his fingers around her stomach and legs. It made goose bumps with every feathery touch he left behind.

The windows were fogged completely, and the heat of the car was only the warmth from their session.

Greed had to admit, this time around it left him dazed and incoherent, even as he sloppily kissed Janelle hoping that the kiss itself would lead him back down to earth. He was damn satisfied, unable to remove the smirk from his face when he pulled away from the girl's seductive lips. He took a deep breath against her shoulder, and began kissing there, but Janelle was so entranced by what just happened she could only close her eyes attempting to regain any kind of stamina to be able to drive them back still, whenever that would be.

She then heard Greed chuckle, and feel him bring both of his hands to her shoulders and push her up so he could see her face, then he cupped her cheeks with both of her hands. He felt he had repeated this before, but with his hands still wanting to touch everything he saw, how could he keep his hands to himself? He stayed there, brushing his thumb against her cheekbone, admiring her full iris's that seemed to be a very light green this time, unlike before when it was a mix of both brown and green.

The avarice smirked at this though, content, exhausted, and relaxed. He had definitely forgot all about what Janelle said, about everything that happened from both sides of the fence, and if this wasn't the way to do it, Greed didn't know what would've done it.

Jan closed her eyes, and leaned into the touch of his hands, kissing his right palm as she finally felt her body fall docile, the natural energy returning back to her as she stayed laid in his grasp, still enjoying the warmth of his hands heating her cheeks. She wanted to remember the feel of him. The shape of his palms, every knuckle and every finger, "I don't think…I've ever felt like that."

"What? Pleasure?" He voice teased her, but Jenny could only smile, yet she opened her eyes to him, and took his hands in hers to bring them around her rib cage.

He did just that, and let her lean against them as they laid in each others arms; from outside the rain was still going hard and strong, "Passionate."

"Oh. Wait-, are you saying all the other times weren't as passionate?" Greed's answer was cute considering the pouty lip he gave but she Janelle merely gave him a tired giggle and licked his cheek as he would do to her from time to time, "I'd never say that. Every experience with you has been worth every second. I just feel lucky is all, being able to find someone I can be passionate with, get excited with, be miserable with."

"It's nice, yeah?"

"Yes." She agreed, her damp forehead reach his, her nose brushing against the bridge and tip of his to get his lips closer until they reached. It was deep and raw, but full of affection, something that Greed didn't think he'd ever be use to in his time. With every second being bonded stronger, Greed felt he had something to live for. Not just for the world, but for Janelle as well.

When the two pulled away from their intimate kiss, Janelle pulled away, slightly patting the man's chest, massaging his peculiar with just a slide of her palm against his beaded skin, "So, Mr. Avarice, what's the plan now?"

"Well, we should get dressed and head back. We tell pops we took a walk, got caught up, and…" He was brushing his fingers against her back, admiring her chest, "Get back to work."

"You mean you're going to leave?"

"No." He chuckled, "I mean, I 'escort' you back to your room and..." He kissed her cheek, then her lips staring at her with that devious smirk she knew all to well, "We go for round two."

"Or six." Janelle added a bit of a heavy accent to her lust filled voice.

"Oh don't get me excited just yet doll. We need to get there first."

"Right." The two separated, both searching for their clothes and all as they prepared to head back. After the two were properly dress, Janelle snuggled herself into the driver seat, and started the car. She then put on her seat belt, and looked at the tank level again, sighing as she contemplated whether they had enough gas, she drove off at the speed limit, making sure not to draw out too much attention to themselves.

It was late, but not too late that they would get scold just yet. But as the minutes started to pass, the more Janelle and Greed hoped they make it in time.

When they got to a more residential area they recognized, and the car gave out, Greed put Janelle on his shoulders, and sprinted back to Central at the speed of light.

The rain was going, still! But it wasn't as bad as it was up in the mountain area, which was a sign of relief for Janelle, since the new clothes she had gotten now were beginning to slightly soak through.

Unfortunately, the same could be said for that avaricious. His hair was completely soaked through, the droplets drenching his face, pants, and shoes. He was only gratefully he had Janelle to cover his back with her chest, which at the moment wouldn't seem like the time to be thinking about it, but Greed was always anxious to get back to bed with this woman, always willing to stop and drop everything to have if not just a few seconds to feel her next to him.

She was, if anything, something very dear to him. He just hoped it would last. With everything about to hit the fan soon, he knew chaos would only come between them again. He only intended to be ready for it if he could.

It only took another ten minutes to return on HQ ground, and when they did, the two felt more relieved to be walking around the halls again, knowing that time had not slip away from, making it even more relieving to know that when they saw Wrath, they didn't feel as pressured to be scowled.

Through he didn't yell, he merely smiled and waved with a cheerful glee in his face. Underneath that though, Janelle could only feel the fear from before, making Greed just as uneasy. Yet, there was something about Wrath that he had yet to realized. He seemed…Familiar. More familiar than usual. Like he had met him before, but on so friendly terms.

Shoving it away though, he threw a lazy solute his way, and continued to walk by him. They hoped he wouldn't say anything. But they could only hope, right? "Is everything alright with you two? You guys seemed a little disoriented at the party."

"We're fine."

"Yeah, just a little disagreement, no biggy." Janelle tried to smile it off, seeing the odd and suspicious gaze he gave the two. He just stood there, staring at them for a long while, before he finally smiled and laughed, "Glad it could be sorted out. Sorry to dash guys, but I need to make some phone, and get back to my wife before she has a cow. Excuse me."

"Of course. Night."

"Good night." It was always weird hearing him be nice, but Janelle guessed it was the better than the alternative. She didn't want to see Wrath on a bad day, and leaving her thoughts at that she began to walk along side Greed again, both of them in silence until they got to the elevator, where they knew they could safely have a conversation without others ease dropping, "So, some guy huh?"

"Wrath?"

"Yeah. Guy could cut the air with the way he was starin'."

"He cold blood I'll give him that."

"Nah. He's just scary because he knows how the use a few knives." Typical. Greed wasn't entirely afraid of Wrath, but the thought of getting a fight with him made the Avarice uneasy. His eyes seemed to be distant, thinking about the feeling that made his skin crawl. The tinge of rage that would ripple through his blood as he passed him.

He wanted to tear him apart. Why, he wasn't sure about that either. He wouldn't show it though, not while Janelle and him had finally gotten back and were able to take a break without the other homunculi disapproving of them being together. Even though, the homunculi did disapprove. It didn't seem to be a priority to keep them apart they assumed.

Once the elevator hit the last floor the two headed towards Janelle's little hole in the wall. It turns out that no one, but Father was in the main chambers, but from the looks of it, the homunculus seemed to be asleep attached to a few tube like devices in the back of his neck.

Janelle looked to Greed, who immediately grabbed her hand and brought his finger to his lips. She got the jesture and nodded to let him lead the way. He pointed towards the far end of the wall, taking the long way around in the shadows till they made it down the hall.

Either the old man really was asleep or he was playing stupid. Being safe, Janelle waited till they got to her room to speak. Once Greed closed the door, they both let out a sigh of relief, "Well that was kind of cool." Greed said triumphantly.

"Don't get too cocky Greed, I think he knows we're back he just didn't want to be disturbed."

"Heh, probably right. The creep. Anyways, feels good to be back. Home sweet home."

"Yeah right, I wouldn't call this a home."

"Well, it's home for now, right?"

"I guess. Either way. I need a shower, all that excitement, mud, and rain?"

"And sex?" Greed grinned at her.

"That's what I meant by excitement." Then he chuckled at her answer shrugging his jacket off so it would dry on the chair, "Well, mind if I join you? I'm pretty dirty myself." He started unbuttoning his shirt, making sure to lock the door while Janelle began to make her way further into the bathroom, her eyes searching his until she slowly disappeared, "Do you even have to ask?"

"No, but it's just polite."

"Awe, you're such a gentleman." She chirped, knowing he was going to come up right behind her when she would turn on the water. She would be right, feeling his arms wrap around her with his naked chest pressed against her bare back. He licked the back of her ear, nibbling on the shell as he 'help' her into the shower. The water was already warm enough to step into, but not hot enough to Janelle's liking, she caught the handle in her hands quick enough to make it hotter, before Greed turned her face to his, and engulfed her lips with a tasteful kiss, starting slow and light before dipping his tongue into her welcoming mouth, his hands finding her hips and thighs till he reached her legs, and bent her back forward so he could get his already stiffened cock between her legs.

Janelle was still sore from earlier, but the feel of her hype was differently from before. It felt like she was more sensitive down there. Her clit more swollen and her walls flooding as he stuck his the thick shaft into the girl's small opening, "Mmm!" Janelle attempted moan but it was covered briefly by his lips. He played with her, toyed with her in such a way that when he got deep, and fast, her juices dripping down her thighs in response as he continued. Luckily the water was there to clean them both. But Greed was more interested in hearing the girl moan and whimper, squirm and move into him the more she became excited and needy for more.

He knew this wouldn't have been enough, he was going to have to use the whole night to get the satisfaction they both needed to stop touching each other.

But even when they would be completely worn, the fill for one another would never cease.

Greed could only wonder when will the time come when he'll wake up with Janelle's tongue wrapped around his cock again.


Next- Chapter 13 Something Very Wrong

Ling feels like now is a good time to train, yet after a couple of sessions of the boys beating the once hyper lass, they take her at the most vulnerable moment. Not like anyone was complaining.

But what seemed like a happy ending for that one eventful afternoon. The next day, things take a turn for the worse when she learns from Greed that Father may have more plans for Janelle that the old man had been leading on.


Thanks for reading guys. More story plot coming up, sorry for all the smut. I'm not sure why I'm sorry, but just in case someone out there is thinking 'this is a lot a smut', well, yeah. It is rated M. Booker DeWitt Chapter 2 will be out tomorrow morning. Which…I'm not entirely sure what day that is at the moment. I'm totally missing my coffee right now, but it's 9:00 pm in California, and I'm ready to crawl under my warm blankets…Mm…Dreams of Troy Baker…I'm mean Greed!…It just came out -_-''' I've been trying to work on these stories as fast as possible, but dealing with life is usually filled with business getting in the way of my writing time. Yet, I've been doing alright. Others have been asking for Letter & Loopholes, so I'll see if I can squeeze that in. Until next time 3