Title: Unsatisfied
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Author: Sofipitch
Words: 267
Rating: PG(-13?)
Summary: She had an affinity for killing.
Warnings: Warped point of view (I've been reading too much James Patterson thrillers for my own good.)
She wasn't swimming in a sea of all her victim's blood like Envy or Gluttony, but that didn't mean she didn't lust for the chance to slide her nails, spears, through some human's flesh. It was only natural for her to adore the feel of her victim's blood trickling down her nails and to her hands. Father had made her, "programmed" her, to have that want and desire. But she barely ever got such exciting jobs.
It was a rarity for her to be assigned jobs that allowed her to kill, rather than to just seek information. When she was allowed, she felt herself get taken over by the excitement and enjoyment of it. It was, of course, one of the few times she was alone and able to do whatever she pleased.
"No, please! Just leave me alone!" The man, military of course, was backed against the corner of the room. The door was a good distance away from him.
Lust raised an eyebrow and a smirk stretched across her face. "I'm done with you." Her nails glided through his flesh easily; he didn't have any obvious or hard muscles, which always helped.
Once she was absolutely sure he was dead, she lapped up the blood from her finger nails, the sweet metallic taste dancing across her tongue. She'd send Gluttony over later to discard of the body. For now, she would just take one last pleasure out of the body before leaving…
She smiled, teeth showing this time. Yes, she had been born to do this, no matter how little she was allowed to.