Displays of Dominance
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cornerofmadnessTitle Displays of Dominance
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cornerofmadness
Fandom Fullmetal Alchemist
Disclaimer Arakawa owns all
Rating NC-17
Characters/Pairing Olivia/Greed!Ling, implied Olivia/Roy, Olivia/Miles
Timeline/Spoilers Sort of set before the Promised Day but well, let’s just say the timeline has to bend in half to get these two together
Word Count 1,276
Warning slight AU, slight dominance play, nothing bad, self-betaed because I can’t get myself together in time to get these to my betas. Sigh.
SummaryShe should be killing him so why is she stripping him?
Author’s Note written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
springkink for the prompt Olivia/Greed!Ling: Dom/Sub (author’s choice as to who’s who): “You don’t scare me.” “I should.”
XXX
Olivia pulled the prince, homunculus, whatever the hell he was, into her visiting officers’ quarters. The brat had come by to deliver a message from Elric and Mustang, but she had no intention of letting him escape so easily. She had watched the deadly feline sway to his walk, the exotic lines of his young face, the brash smugness that had always been a turn on for her ever since the time she nearly broke Mustang during the war, and decided she might want to keep him for an hour or two. Greed knew almost immediately what she wanted, his hand cupping one of her breasts through her jacket as soon as she closed the door. She could barely feel his touch through the wool, how disappointing.
“Shouldn’t you be trembling?” He moved closer, his body radiating warmth.
She could feel his erection pressing against her. Damn, homunculi were apparently quick with their responses. That could be a problem later on the battlefield. She should be killing this boy, but Elric said Greed wanted to help. Mustang seemed to trust it and like it or not, she trusted Mustang. The red shrimp was a little too young, too untried for her to put all her faith in him. “You don’t scare me.”
“I should.”
Olivia laughed, coming up with her sword so fast, he nearly got caught. His almond eyes widened, but her blade bounced off something grey and hard on his cheek. What the hell was what? How were they even supposed to fight these creatures? “It takes more than you to scare me.”
He chuckled, rubbing his now-normal cheek. “You so sure about that?”
Her sword feinted toward his groin and he leapt back. Olivia grinned and said, “Looks like you have something other than fighting me in mind.”
“I’d always rather fuck a beautiful lady instead of fight her,” Greed replied, his arms flung wide. “You can’t tell me this body doesn’t have its appeal, nubile and strong.” His eyes swept over her frame. “Betting there is a great body under all of that ugly uniform.”
“What makes you think you’ll find out?”
“No one can resist Greed.” His oily grin was wide enough to fall into.
“Shouldn’t this be covered under lust instead?”
The grin collapsed like sugar candy in water. “She isn’t with us any more.”
Olivia was glad to be reminded of that. Mustang had proven they could be killed and if that softie had managed it, she could, too, should she have to. Sheathing her sword, she grabbed Greed, flinging him down on the bed.
“Hey, I’m the one who’s in charge.” He tried to push back up. “This world is mine and what I say goes.”
She shoved the scabbard sideways into his mouth. “If you don’t shut up, I’ll tie this in there.”
Greed batted it away. “You’re one hard lady.”
“You have no idea but you’re about to find out.”
His black cloth jacket gave up its buttons in an explosive hail as she yanked on it. Greed scrambled out of his own clothing just to save them further damage. Olivia took stock of his muscular body and the impressive erection rising up to greet her.
“You might actually be worth it,” she said, shucking out of her uniform jacket and shirt. Olivia grabbed his wrist and flung him back on the bed. “Now stay there.”
“And if I don’t?”
“Then you don’t get to enjoy yourself,” she replied, fighting with her boots.
He shrugged. “Persuasive argument but you might enjoy me helping you out of your pants.”
“More likely you’ll try to get a little bit of control back. I like it better this way.” Struggling out of the pants, Olivia padded over to the dresser and got of the tin of condoms she had bought on the off chance she’d catch Mustang alone. If not, there would always be Miles, provided they all survive.
He gave the tin a baleful look. “I can’t get you pregnant.”
“A cenz for every time I’ve heard a guy say that,” she snorted, climbing onto the bed with him. She grabbed Greed’s ponytail, hauling his head back. “Why don’t you put that mouth to better use than talking before I shove a gag in it?”
He snorted at her, but stretched out on the bed, beckoning for her to straddle him. While his cock looked inviting, she didn’t want to turn her back on him to pay it any attention. Instead, Olivia planted a muscular leg on either side of his head and let him show her why he was called Greed, while she reached back with one hand to stroke him. Oh, she could get used to this. The prince’s body might be far too young for her, but the creature inside the former prince had knowledge of centuries burning within its mind. His tongue found places she didn’t even know she had. He left Olivia moaning and more out of control than she wanted.
So much so, she reluctantly dragged herself out of his grasp. Olivia opened the condom tin and flipped one on his chest. “Put it on,” she panted.
He flipped it back. “You do it.”
Olivia put one end into her mouth and smoothed it halfway down with just her lips, his cock twitching. She tugged it all the way down as she bit the soft skin in his inner thigh. Greed yelped and his flesh hardened. It was some sort of shell. She would have to experiment more with that.
“Hey!”
“You need to be tougher than that,” Olivia said, moving so she could push him back onto the bed. Olivia put one hand on his taut abdomen and guided him into her, not that Greed needed much guidance. Even her considerable strength was barely enough to pin him down. He was trying to top her from below and usually that annoyed her, but there something so self assured, so skilled that she let it pass.
His hips crashed against her, driving his shaft deeper into her. She ground down on him with equal fervor, eliciting a low moan from him. Olivia thumbed his shell pink nipples until they stood up. Once they did, she tweaked them hard. His hands toyed with her breasts as they bounced and swayed. Greed tried to roll her over, but Olivia didn’t let him. Instead, he settled for running a hand along her thigh, toying with her clit, sliding his finger along it as she pumped on him.
Olivia shattered, crying out sharply, sagging forward against him. Greed grinned, wrapping his arms around her, trying again to get on top. Olivia shoved him back into the mattress. He let out a disappointed huff, but picked up his pace all the same. His back arched. Homunculi looked just like humans when they came, she noted wryly.
Resisting the urge to collapse on the bed, maybe not safe with him, Olivia climbed off him and sat on the edge of the bed. She slapped his calf. “Not bad.”
“Not bad? That was fucking great.”
“So full of yourself. You remind me of Mustang, even have something of his look.” Olivia laughed and Greed pouted at the comparison. “You can get your pants on when you can move.”
“Get dressed? Surely you haven’t had enough of this yet.” Greed thumped his chest.
“You’re the greedy one, not me.”
Greed rolled on the bed and kissed her hip. “I bet I can change your mind.”
Olivia buried her fingers in that raven hair, taking a long look at his tight ass. She had no doubt of that statement at all.
Author-
cornerofmadnessFandom Fullmetal Alchemist
Disclaimer Arakawa owns all
Rating NC-17
Characters/Pairing Olivia/Greed!Ling, implied Olivia/Roy, Olivia/Miles
Timeline/Spoilers Sort of set before the Promised Day but well, let’s just say the timeline has to bend in half to get these two together
Word Count 1,276
Warning slight AU, slight dominance play, nothing bad, self-betaed because I can’t get myself together in time to get these to my betas. Sigh.
SummaryShe should be killing him so why is she stripping him?
Author’s Note written for
springkink for the prompt Olivia/Greed!Ling: Dom/Sub (author’s choice as to who’s who): “You don’t scare me.” “I should.”XXX
Olivia pulled the prince, homunculus, whatever the hell he was, into her visiting officers’ quarters. The brat had come by to deliver a message from Elric and Mustang, but she had no intention of letting him escape so easily. She had watched the deadly feline sway to his walk, the exotic lines of his young face, the brash smugness that had always been a turn on for her ever since the time she nearly broke Mustang during the war, and decided she might want to keep him for an hour or two. Greed knew almost immediately what she wanted, his hand cupping one of her breasts through her jacket as soon as she closed the door. She could barely feel his touch through the wool, how disappointing.
“Shouldn’t you be trembling?” He moved closer, his body radiating warmth.
She could feel his erection pressing against her. Damn, homunculi were apparently quick with their responses. That could be a problem later on the battlefield. She should be killing this boy, but Elric said Greed wanted to help. Mustang seemed to trust it and like it or not, she trusted Mustang. The red shrimp was a little too young, too untried for her to put all her faith in him. “You don’t scare me.”
“I should.”
Olivia laughed, coming up with her sword so fast, he nearly got caught. His almond eyes widened, but her blade bounced off something grey and hard on his cheek. What the hell was what? How were they even supposed to fight these creatures? “It takes more than you to scare me.”
He chuckled, rubbing his now-normal cheek. “You so sure about that?”
Her sword feinted toward his groin and he leapt back. Olivia grinned and said, “Looks like you have something other than fighting me in mind.”
“I’d always rather fuck a beautiful lady instead of fight her,” Greed replied, his arms flung wide. “You can’t tell me this body doesn’t have its appeal, nubile and strong.” His eyes swept over her frame. “Betting there is a great body under all of that ugly uniform.”
“What makes you think you’ll find out?”
“No one can resist Greed.” His oily grin was wide enough to fall into.
“Shouldn’t this be covered under lust instead?”
The grin collapsed like sugar candy in water. “She isn’t with us any more.”
Olivia was glad to be reminded of that. Mustang had proven they could be killed and if that softie had managed it, she could, too, should she have to. Sheathing her sword, she grabbed Greed, flinging him down on the bed.
“Hey, I’m the one who’s in charge.” He tried to push back up. “This world is mine and what I say goes.”
She shoved the scabbard sideways into his mouth. “If you don’t shut up, I’ll tie this in there.”
Greed batted it away. “You’re one hard lady.”
“You have no idea but you’re about to find out.”
His black cloth jacket gave up its buttons in an explosive hail as she yanked on it. Greed scrambled out of his own clothing just to save them further damage. Olivia took stock of his muscular body and the impressive erection rising up to greet her.
“You might actually be worth it,” she said, shucking out of her uniform jacket and shirt. Olivia grabbed his wrist and flung him back on the bed. “Now stay there.”
“And if I don’t?”
“Then you don’t get to enjoy yourself,” she replied, fighting with her boots.
He shrugged. “Persuasive argument but you might enjoy me helping you out of your pants.”
“More likely you’ll try to get a little bit of control back. I like it better this way.” Struggling out of the pants, Olivia padded over to the dresser and got of the tin of condoms she had bought on the off chance she’d catch Mustang alone. If not, there would always be Miles, provided they all survive.
He gave the tin a baleful look. “I can’t get you pregnant.”
“A cenz for every time I’ve heard a guy say that,” she snorted, climbing onto the bed with him. She grabbed Greed’s ponytail, hauling his head back. “Why don’t you put that mouth to better use than talking before I shove a gag in it?”
He snorted at her, but stretched out on the bed, beckoning for her to straddle him. While his cock looked inviting, she didn’t want to turn her back on him to pay it any attention. Instead, Olivia planted a muscular leg on either side of his head and let him show her why he was called Greed, while she reached back with one hand to stroke him. Oh, she could get used to this. The prince’s body might be far too young for her, but the creature inside the former prince had knowledge of centuries burning within its mind. His tongue found places she didn’t even know she had. He left Olivia moaning and more out of control than she wanted.
So much so, she reluctantly dragged herself out of his grasp. Olivia opened the condom tin and flipped one on his chest. “Put it on,” she panted.
He flipped it back. “You do it.”
Olivia put one end into her mouth and smoothed it halfway down with just her lips, his cock twitching. She tugged it all the way down as she bit the soft skin in his inner thigh. Greed yelped and his flesh hardened. It was some sort of shell. She would have to experiment more with that.
“Hey!”
“You need to be tougher than that,” Olivia said, moving so she could push him back onto the bed. Olivia put one hand on his taut abdomen and guided him into her, not that Greed needed much guidance. Even her considerable strength was barely enough to pin him down. He was trying to top her from below and usually that annoyed her, but there something so self assured, so skilled that she let it pass.
His hips crashed against her, driving his shaft deeper into her. She ground down on him with equal fervor, eliciting a low moan from him. Olivia thumbed his shell pink nipples until they stood up. Once they did, she tweaked them hard. His hands toyed with her breasts as they bounced and swayed. Greed tried to roll her over, but Olivia didn’t let him. Instead, he settled for running a hand along her thigh, toying with her clit, sliding his finger along it as she pumped on him.
Olivia shattered, crying out sharply, sagging forward against him. Greed grinned, wrapping his arms around her, trying again to get on top. Olivia shoved him back into the mattress. He let out a disappointed huff, but picked up his pace all the same. His back arched. Homunculi looked just like humans when they came, she noted wryly.
Resisting the urge to collapse on the bed, maybe not safe with him, Olivia climbed off him and sat on the edge of the bed. She slapped his calf. “Not bad.”
“Not bad? That was fucking great.”
“So full of yourself. You remind me of Mustang, even have something of his look.” Olivia laughed and Greed pouted at the comparison. “You can get your pants on when you can move.”
“Get dressed? Surely you haven’t had enough of this yet.” Greed thumped his chest.
“You’re the greedy one, not me.”
Greed rolled on the bed and kissed her hip. “I bet I can change your mind.”
Olivia buried her fingers in that raven hair, taking a long look at his tight ass. She had no doubt of that statement at all.
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