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coockie8 — Maybe Not Everything (Chapter 1)
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Published: 2015-04-04 14:47:53 +0000 UTC; Views: 740; Favourites: 2; Downloads: 0
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A deep throb in the back of his head and the disgusting smell of decaying flesh were the first things Greed, unfortunately, noticed upon waking up. He would have thrown up had it not been for the gag shoved in his mouth; pushing against his tongue. His breathing felt restricted and his entire body felt like lead. Greed gently pulled at the steel shackles around his wrists and groaned; darting his eyes down to the small glimmer of light the shined through the bottom of the blindfold. He growled behind the gag and started to struggle despite the pain his body was in”Struggle too much, homunculus, and you’ll hurt yourself,”
A snarky voice sneered. Greed scoffed and continued to struggle against his binds. He yelped in shock when he felt something thin and almost stringy strike his cheek
”I said quit it!”
The man snapped. Greed just snarled again, the offending object connecting with Greed’s cheek had caused the blindfold to fall; allowing Greed to see what had hit him. He narrowed his eyes at the offending whip and jerked away when the soldier holding the whip had brought his hand towards Greed’s cheek. The soldier scoffed as he grabbed the blindfold; pulling it off. Greed took deep breaths through his nose as he watched the other mans every movement.
”My name is Frank Archer, but you can call me ‘Master’ or ‘Sir’,”
The pale man drawled as he ruffled Greed’s spiky hair. The tan Homunculus jerked away from the touch and snarled as best he could; pulling at his chains again.
”Did you know that keeping an injury open on your ouroboros renders you essentially mortal?”
Archer sneered. Greed attempted to swallow the drool that was escaping his mouth as Archer ran a finger down Greed’s toned arm.
”Oh, what am I saying? Of course you do,”
He purred. Greed grabbed at the back of his left hand; wincing at the pain that shot up his arm when his fingers dug into a gash that went straight across his Ouroboros. He continued to feel around; groaning when he felt the stitches that kept the wound open and unable to heal.
“Any other injuries inflicted on you will not heal and you won’t be able to use your inhuman abilities; such as the super strength and your ever famous Ultimate Shield,”
He hummed conceitedly. Greed glared up at the pale man and sunk his shark-like teeth into the rubber ball gag in his mouth; attempting to express his agitation. Archer just smirked
”Do you want that off?”
He purred. Greed nodded harshly, Archer smirked and unclasped the ball gag; jerking away just in time to avoid a shark-like bite from Greed
”Going to have to watch those teeth; they could cause quite a bit of damage,”
The soldier noted aloud. Greed swallowed the remainder of his drool before baring his teeth
”Let me go, you sick fuck!”
He snapped aggressively. Archer chuckled and pulled a pair of scissors out of his pocket
”Can’t have those troublesome clothes in the way now can we?”
He purred. Greed began to struggle against his binds again as Archer started cutting his shirt away
”Quit it!”
Greed snapped. Archer just chuckled again as he dropped the shredded remains of Greed’s skin tight shirt to the ground. The pale human gently put his fingers to the red markings on Greed’s chest and Torso
”So they’re on your skin?”
He hummed curiously before bringing the scissors down to Greed’s leather pants; hovering just above the waist band
”Now, I could cut your pants off, or you could cooperate long enough for me to unchain your legs and I could take them off,”
He offered. Greed bit his lip in thought; on one hand he really didn’t want this guy to cut off his pants, but on the other hand he really didn’t want this guy to take his fucking pants off anyway. He sighed heavily and nodded
”Yeah, yeah, fine; I won’t move,”
He promised. Archer smiled and put the scissors aside to unchain Greed’s ankles and slowly pull his pants off. The soldier grinned as he ran his finger down the trail of hair that led from Greed’s bellybutton to the base of his flaccid penis.
”Quite the body you’ve got here,”
He complimented. Greed snarled
”And under any other circumstance I’m sure I would take pride in that compliment,”
He growled before rolling his shoulders as Archer chained his ankles again
”You know; if you really wanted to sleep with me, you could have just asked,”
He drawled as Archer pushed him back off his knees so he was sitting on the ground. The pale human ran his hands up Greed’s thighs; brushing his knuckles against Greed’s balls. The infuriated Homunculus jerked away from the touch and snarled
”Keep your fucking hands off me!”
He snapped. Archer growled under his breath and brought his hand down across Greed’s left thigh. He flinched and tensed; immediately attempting to bring up his shield in defense. Dread sunk in at the crashing realization that it was hopeless and he was completely at this Archer guy’s mercy.
”Get it now?”
Archer sneered menacingly. Greed hung his head to avert his gaze; really hoping that Archer hadn’t seen the panic flare in his eyes.
”You don’t have to be afraid; if you just behave, I’ll be nice,”
He assured condescendingly. Greed swallowed thickly and forced himself to look at, the clearly psychotic, human male.
”So if I just go along with whatever you say, you won’t hurt me?”
He wondered. Archer smiled and nodded
”Exactly,”
He assured. Greed nodded curtly
”Well then I guess it’s a good thing I have a high pain tolerance, ‘cause I’m gonna fight as hard as I damn well can, no matter what you do to me,”
He snarled. Archer’s grin broadened and Greed felt more dread bubble up in his chest.
”Good.”
