[Thankfully he's not the type to deny much of anything.]

[It's the reaction he's been looking for. All this time, all this effort. Alec's been stubborn, but Greed's more so. When he pulls away, his tongue comes with him. A roll of it that brings a satisfied purr to his lip. Greed swipes the back of his wrist over his chin and swallows.] See - wasn't that bad, was it?

[The homunculus crawls over. Hovering above Alec with that too-sick grin and those wicked eyes of his seem to glow. Taking in the light where it comes, swallowing when it gives.] I told you. No need to be a pissant all the time.

[He lowers himself down just a tad so that there's only a small space between them.] So - what else do you have for me?