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Greed scoffed. Damn, the nerve of this kid. But then again, he supposed it was his own stupid fault for not thinking before words came out of his mouth. He sighed.

Greed scowled, crossing his arms. “I did have plenty of ideas you know, I just… was trying to choose between them, that’s all.”

Was he...pouting? Ling couldn't help but laugh at the man's expression as he crossed his arms like a stubborn child. "You're a bad liar." The statement is said with some amusement, a half smile spread across the younger man's face. It was endearing, really.

"Uh.. yeah, of course. Sure." He said, trying for a casual tone as he grabbed his own things. He wracked his brain, trying to remember what other people had said about nearby places as they walked to the door. There was one place a couple blocks over that had all those great reviews, wasn’t there? But that was super fancy, expensive. Sure, Greed had the money to pay for both of them but… maybe that was a bit much for casual lunch? Was it? Shit, he had no clue.

  Greed smirked, feeling victorious. That went well, he gloated to himself, stepping aside so he was no longer blocking off the entire hallway. Now that he was reasonably assured that the kid wasn’t just going to run off before Greed could get him alone, he could afford to be more relaxed.

Greed rolled his eyes. “Ah, come on kid, live a little! What’s the harm, huh?” He smiled, trying his best to be convincing. Luckily, his natural powers helped with that. He could be vary convincing. At the very least, he could make sure Ling wasn’t scared of him. Random guys trying to pick you up out of nowhere could be fairly scary. “Think of it this way. You’re new here, I’ve been here forever, I know all the best spots, it makes sense. I can be… a tour guide of sorts. And besides, you can’t study all the time. You gotta eat anyways, right?”

And his abilities certainly were working, in fact the boy hadn't even noticed when the man was beginning to affect him. It was subtle as the man eased his nerves just enough to not want to outright flee from his current position, to keep the boy from feeling cornered.

"Name’s Greed." He shot Ling his most winning smile. "It’s a real pleasure to meet you," he added teasingly.

"I figured. I think I would have noticed you,” Greed said with a grin. The kid was pretty difficult to miss in an enclosed space like this. He reached one arm out to lean against the locker, effectively blocking the way out, casually.

Greed shook his head, trying to clear it. “Er… yeah. Sorry. I was… a little distracted.” He was still distracted, actually, especially since the kid he’d bumped into wasn’t wearing a shirt, and now that Greed had a chance to look, it turns out he was appealing in more ways than one.

"I see." Nodding slowly in understanding the young man glances between the stranger before him and his locker as if to silently but politely ask the man to move. He was almost finished dressing and though he'd never say it out loud, he did have things he needed to get done.

Greed always loved coming to the gym. Not to work out, of course, he we a vampire with supernatural strength, he didn’t need to lift weights. No, he wasn’t there to exercise, he was there to feed. An entire establishment full of healthy, fit humans? It was the perfect hunting ground. Especially since Greed tended to prefer his prey young and attractive. Gyms were great for that too.

Thankfully he wasn't naked (just shirtless) when another person slammed into him, their bodies colliding in a rather violent fashion. Whoever the stranger was they certainly seemed like they were in some sort of rush, for what Ling could only imagine. Catching himself quickly the young man takes a quick step back and regains his balance. 

Greed made a slightly frustrated noise as he tried to dial back the power he was exerting over the human by his side before either of them got any more worked up. Ling was practically squirming against him thanks to his power; it was tempting as hell and it was really testing his self control.

Greed smiled at the reaction he was having on Ling, enjoying the feeling of the human on top on him. He nipped along Ling’s neck gently, fighting the temptation to sink his fangs into the skin.

Greed kept the book out of his reach playfully. “Tsk tsk, I don’t think so. You’re gonna freaking relax, and that’s final.” He tossed the book behind him, then tugged Ling over on top of him, laughing.

Normally the man would pull away in an instant. He was never one to be sexual, let alone comfortable in sexual situations. In any other situation he would have kicked the man out without a second thought. But Greed's voice with it's suggestive undertones suddenly seems very appealing, his hands brushing along Ling's hips. Hell everything about him suddenly seems appealing.

Greed laughed. “Don’t worry, kid. I keep my promises.” He reached out to ruffle Ling’s hair fondly, stepping past him into the living room, flopping down on the couch. He couldn’t help but flash back to last night, on this couch, with Ling in his lap and his blood…

Greed just stared at him openmouthed. Was this kid serious? Heck, Greed knew it wasn’t studying that made him pass out but Ling didn’t know that! And his solution was more studying!?

Greed laughed. “Don’t worry, kid. I keep my promises.” He reached out to ruffle Ling’s hair fondly, stepping past him into the living room, flopping down on the couch. He couldn’t help but flash back to last night, on this couch, with Ling in his lap and his blood…

Greed frowned. Darn, he was hoping that’d work. But he couldn’t afford for Ling to call a friend that might actually identify his symptoms, not yet. Later, once Ling’s blood volume was back up and a doctor wouldn’t be able to easily pinpoint it, maybe, but not today.

It was strange, a sudden but gradual feeling of easiness washed over him. It wasn't overwhelming at all, nothing like the previous night. No just a soothing feeling that calmed his nerves, his worry slowly melting. There was no fog which accompanied it, just comfort.

  Greed couldn’t tell if he was offended that Ling was booting him out so suddenly, or strangely touched that he was trying to make sure he had proper winter clothes, even though he didn’t need them.  Either way, though, he had no intention of leaving, not yet. First of all, Ling was still showing clear signs of blood loss, which was worrying, and second… well, Greed didn’t feel like it. And not just because even now, the human smelled so, so good. It wasn’t just that. Greed just felt like staying here, learning more about him. Ling was interesting and entertaining, when he wasn’t being rude and annoying. It was enough reason to stay.