Chapter 14

"So, the Tin Can is your friend," Greed said, coming to stand next to her. He grabbed her hand, pulling her to a standing position. He kissed her right in front of Al.

Flynn knew she should scream and push him away, but she did not. She melted into his kiss, moaning as his tongue slid between her teeth.

"Oh, Flynn," Al sighed. It was a heartbreaking sight for him to witness.

"Hey, Greed!" yelled a man at the bar. "Do you share?"

"My dear, Kimblee, for you I might," he answered. "Come here, baby. There's someone I want you to meet."

Flynn stared at the man sitting on the barstool as Greed led her to him. He had black hair that was short and spikey on top but a long, ribbon wrapped ponytail streamed down his back. He was dressed in an expensive burgundy suit with a black silk tee shirt underneath. Seems like the villains around here all had a penchant for luxurious things. His amber colored eyes swept over her body and an approving grin spread across his lips. The color of his eyes reminded her of Ed.

"Lust, this is State Alchemist Solf Kimblee. He's also know as the Crimson Alchemist," Greed said. If Flynn noticed he called her Lust, she didn't show it.

That odd feeling swept over her again, and she immediately became a seductive temptress. She moved toward him in a loose hipped walk with her lips poked out in a pout. She positioned herself between his legs when he opened them wide for her. Her eyes gazed into his as he raised his glass to her now slightly parted lips. The brown liquid from the glass burned like hell fire as it slid down her throat. A few drops trickled down her chin when he removed the glass, and he bent to lick them off.

"Very nice, Greed. You always did have great taste in women. And this one, I dare to say, tastes great," he murmured, placing his hand on her halfway bare hip.

Flynn grabbed the glass from him to finish it off. She wondered just how far Greed would let this go. She sighed despite herself when she felt Kimblee's lips on her neck, moving toward her mouth. 'I'm being destroyed; dying, changing, becoming someone – something – new,' disjointed thoughts ran through her mind. His lips covered hers and his tongue was immediately in her mouth, probing and tasting her. 'How much more of me exists? How much longer before I'm – gone?' she wondered. His hands covered her breasts in the skimpy, bra like top.

"Okay. That's enough," Greed announced, pulling her out of Kimblee's grasp.

"Bastard!" Kimblee snapped viciously.

"Here," he said, handing the man another drink. "You look like you could use this. Sorry. I guess I don't like to share after all."

Flynn glanced at Al in the corner sitting hunched over with his head lowered. Maybe he hadn't seen anything. And maybe all of this was just a bad dream. If she told herself that long enough it was possible she would believe it. She sighed noisily, looking away with a bored expression when Greed hugged her tightly to him. Possessive bastard.

"Hey, baby, why don't you go into the bar? Things are just getting started for the evening over there. Go seduce some soldiers and make them spend their money," he said, slapping her on the ass to send her on her way.

How long had she been here? It had to be for at least a day. She strolled into the room, and she would swear she heard an audible sound as every male head turned her way. A lazy, sexy smile spread across her face as she sashayed across the floor. She could almost feel the hate in the eyes of the women of the room, and she didn't give a damn. She was becoming who Greed wanted her to be. After all, Lust was supposed to have the attention of all the men and make them all desire her. She stopped as one brave soul broke from the crowd and advanced toward her. He had black hair and blue eyes with a hint of cruelty in them. He was still wearing his military uniform like a lot of the men in the bar.

"My name is Frank Archer," he said, taking her hand and kissing the back of it. "Can I buy you a drink?"

"Of course," she replied, allowing him to lead her to a booth. She sat down first, moving close to him after he slid in next to her.

"Are you going to tell me your name?" he inquired, smiling at her as she pressed her breasts against his arm.

"Does it matter?" she asked, placing her hand over his that was laying on the top of the table. She moved her lips closer to his after he leaned toward her.

"I'd like to call you something," he replied, running his fingers through her dark auburn hair.

"Then call me Lust," she said.

"Damn, what a perfect name," he murmured, placing his hand on her cheek.

Flynn was on her second drink with him when someone she should have expected to see caught her eye: Colonel Roy Mustang. She finished off the drink then kissed Archer briefly on the lips. "Sorry, sweetheart," she apologized insincerely. "I see something else I want."

"Bitch," he muttered when she slid over his lap to remove herself from the booth.

Flynn moved toward Mustang like a big cat stalking its prey. When she was still halfway across the room, he saw her. That sensuous grin of pure sex curved her lips as his big round eyes slid over her body, carefully taking in every inch of her.

"Hello, darling," she purred, swinging her leg across his lap like she was mounting a horse.

"Red," he murmured, acting completely unaffected by her. "What the hell are you wearing?"

"Just a little something my new lover gave me," she answered, sliding her arms around his neck.

"Is that so?" he asked, narrowing his eyes as he stared at her.

"I've missed you, Roy. It's been terrible for me having to hear you next door. I would lie in my bed all alone wishing it was me. When I'd finally sleep, I'd dream of you fucking me. Making me scream out your name as I ride you," she whispered in his ear, grinding her body against his. A smug grin curled her lips when she heard him grunt.

"Want me to take you home? I can make that happen for you," he said, grabbing a handful of her hair and yanking it hard. 'Damn, she's dirty as Lust,' he thought to himself, hoping he could keep his senses under control.

Flynn gasped as he pulled her head back, exposing her neck for his lips. Goose bumps covered every part of her body as he gently kissed and nipped her sensitive skin. She brought her lips back to his ear when he released her hair.

"Al's here. They kidnapped him. Greed runs this place. You've got to help us, Roy. Get us out of here," she whispered hurriedly before leaning back to give him a licentious grin. She traced his lips with her finger, then pressed a kiss to them. She used her tongue to slightly part his lips before she moved her mouth from his. Her finger slowly slid into his mouth as she moved her hips against him again.

Roy's eyes rolled back in his head, and he grabbed her hips to hold her still. She was just being mean as hell now, and it was getting hard to resist. He pulled her finger out of his mouth and brought her lips to his for a hard kiss. "Would you stop it?" he hissed in her face when her hair fell forward shielding them from the view of others. "You're killing me here."

"Sorry. I can't help it. I'm kinda going in and out here between personalities. He's got several henchmen and some scary guy named Kimblee with him as well," she informed him, raising her head and pushing back her hair.

"Kimblee? There's no way," he muttered to himself, moaning when she covered his mouth with hers. "I swear if you don't stop, I'm going to lay you on the table and take you right here."

"Is that a threat or a promise, Roy?" she asked. She suddenly stood up from his lap, grabbing his hand. She led him to the hallway, pushing him against the wall. "Kiss me."

"What?" he asked in confusion.

"Kiss me, you idiot," she ordered, rising up on her tiptoes to press her lips to his as two men walked by. A distinct smacking sound was made when they broke the kiss which almost made her laugh. She walked to the door across the hall, opening it slightly so he could look in.

"Damn, it is him," he murmured in astonishment. "There's Al. He's okay right?"

"Yeah. He's fine," she responded, closing the door and pushing him against the wall again. She pressed her body into his as he wrapped his arms around her.

"I can get you out of here. I can take you home with me," he whispered, tipping her chin up with his fingers. "Flynn, I – " Words failed him as she turned her sparkling green eyes on him. For just a moment, the sex driven creature disappeared, and he could see the awkward, snarky redhead he first met when he ran into her outside of her apartment door. Then that come-fuck-me look returned to her eyes reminding him of her present predicament.

"Give me a second," she said. Flynn gasped when he grabbed her for yet another kiss. This kiss was sweet and undemanding, conveying the emotions he was unable to express in words. She smiled, opening the door wide to give him one quick, unhindered view of the room so he could make a plan as to how to proceed.

"My baby is back so soon?" Greed asked, sitting on the couch with a woman pressed to each of his sides.

"Yeah. Looks like I didn't get back soon enough. Get a little lonely, did you?" she inquired, sitting on the coffee table in front of him.

"Don't tell me your jealous," he teased, leaning toward her. "You know I only really love you."

"I'm tired. I'm going to bed," she announced, standing up before he could kiss her.

"I'll join you," he said, unhinging one of the girls from his arm.

"Don't bother. You look quite cozy where you're at," she snapped, flouncing out of the room.

Roy grabbed her hand when she had cleared the door and pulled her out of the bar. "Thanks for letting me see that room and everyone in it. That was a huge help. I've severely underestimated you," he said, moving at a fast pace that he was startled she could keep up with considering her short legs. "Hey!" he yelled when she let his hand go.

"You're holding me back. I'm ready to get home. I need to tell Ed about his brother!" she called back over her shoulder, sprinting off into the darkness. When she arrived at the apartment, she stood beneath her balcony debating whether or not she should see just what her new body could do. She gathered all of the strength in the muscles of her legs then sprang upwards. She actually went up and over the railing, landing silently on the balcony. "Whoa!" she gasped to herself, looking over to the railing to where she had been standing moments before.

"Flynn?" Ed called, unsure that it was really her and he wasn't hallucinating. She had just...appeared.

"Ed," she replied, moving toward the stunned blond.

"Is that really you? How did you get here?" he asked, his huge golden eyes gazing at her in disbelief. His eyes traveled up and down her body, and then amazingly got even bigger. "What are you wearing?"

"Oh, Ed," she sighed, throwing herself into his arms.

"It really is you," he murmured, burying his face in her soft curls as he held her firmly against him.

"I wanted to let you know Al is safe. He's with Greed at the Devil's Nest."

"Wait. How do you know that? Is that where you've been?"

"Yes, it is. Help me, Ed. Get this thing out of me," she pulled him toward her, kissing him passionately enough to take his breath away.

"What are you about to do?" He grabbed her hand as she tried to walk away.

"I have to go back. Forgive me," Flynn said, easily pulling out of his grip and running to the balcony. She never even slowed down as she leapt over the bars, breaking into a run as soon as she hit the ground.

"Hey! Where the hell are you going?" Roy demanded as she ran past him.

"I'm about to tell Greed that you're coming. You better hurry!" she warned.

"Damn! Ed!" he bellowed across the courtyard. This multiple personality stuff sucks!

Flynn burst into the private room at the bar, startling everyone. She ran to Greed, dragging the blond off of his lap before she punched the brunette sitting beside him. She ignored the other men in the room cheering and laughing riotously at what they thought was jealous behavior. It was to a degree, but Lust was trying to get them the hell out of the way to save her man.

"Get out! Go now! Soldiers are coming!" she screamed maniacally.

The back wall imploded with a loud bang and in stepped an extraordinarily pissed off Colonel Mustang with Ed walking in behind him.

"Thanks for the warning, baby," Greed said, giving her one last kiss. "Good-bye, Lust. Thank you for allowing me to pretend I was human just for a little while."

"Get your hands off of her!" Ed screeched at the top of his lungs.

"Hey, Tin Can, get your friend here and get the hell out of here!" he yelled, shoving Flynn/Lust toward Al.

"NO!" she screamed, fighting Al to get back to Greed. She did not see the irate yet hurt look on Ed's face or the just plain furious expression on Mustang's face.

"Al! Get her out of here!" Ed screamed. At least he and Greed could agree on something.