No - but it wouldn't be the first time. Though, you might end up biting off a little more than you can chew. [Greed tilts his head to the side and he's cocky. Confident as inky-fingers feather across his hips. Trembling and mimicking the surface of quaking sand. However, the 'Shield stays just there. No use throwing the kid into the deep end when he hasn't had the chance to swim yet.]
[The Sin's lips do close and his comments with them. He's taking it all - the way Alec holds him, the movement of those lips when they take his cock and suck. A shoulder lifts tentatively, pulling the creature forward and finally, he's got a full hand on the top of Alec's head.]
[The tips of his nails rake - gently parting between the strands to have a scratch at Alec's skull. Then back again. Slowly, catching the rhythm the kid's beating to and Greed's easy enough to follow. With a hum at his jaws that's more of a purr and fine, he'll let him have everything he wants.]
[But oh, there's a surprise and his muscles tighten, his lips turning into a relaxed-O, and Greed whistles. Doesn't say a word, though. Not even as he shoves a heel into the bed frame and coaxes his torso down. Rocks his hips until he's practically riding those fingers in deep.] Tsk - [One eye opens, then the other. Alight with mischief.] - not bad, kid.
[Knuckles clench and the Sin's got a tighter grip now. As he rolls his body, bringing those fingers in deep and ah, there it is. It's been a while, Greed'll admit. Usually, it's the other way around.]
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[The Sin's lips do close and his comments with them. He's taking it all - the way Alec holds him, the movement of those lips when they take his cock and suck. A shoulder lifts tentatively, pulling the creature forward and finally, he's got a full hand on the top of Alec's head.]
[The tips of his nails rake - gently parting between the strands to have a scratch at Alec's skull. Then back again. Slowly, catching the rhythm the kid's beating to and Greed's easy enough to follow. With a hum at his jaws that's more of a purr and fine, he'll let him have everything he wants.]
[But oh, there's a surprise and his muscles tighten, his lips turning into a relaxed-O, and Greed whistles. Doesn't say a word, though. Not even as he shoves a heel into the bed frame and coaxes his torso down. Rocks his hips until he's practically riding those fingers in deep.] Tsk - [One eye opens, then the other. Alight with mischief.] - not bad, kid.
[Knuckles clench and the Sin's got a tighter grip now. As he rolls his body, bringing those fingers in deep and ah, there it is. It's been a while, Greed'll admit. Usually, it's the other way around.]
[But he's not about to complain.]