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Me too.

[Kissing his hand and leading him on to the bedroom.]

[tensing up a bit because last time you kissed his hand you chewed on it right after, but hey. Once they're in the bedroom, going for the bed]

[You do that. I'm still standing.]

I'm starving. You want something, too?

I don't mind if you want to prepare something for me.

[Placing a kiss on Ling's forehead, he makes his way to the kitchen. Poking around reveals there's at least a frying pan. If he fries it enough, it'll pass for some other gross thing you can eat here. The food he's competing with isn't top notch, so any issues with quality of taste can be blamed on that.

Picking where to cut from is difficult, however. He's looking for some place to make a clean cut that will be easy to hide. His best bet is the lower arm. It can be disguised by carrying the clothes in with him. Right, that'll work just fine. As sad as it is, there exist people in this world who aren't open to the idea of dining on human flesh. It's one of those "you're going to eat and I'm not going to tell you what you're eating" experiences.

One knife cut later, he's frying up the second most delicious thing in the world. For this occasion, he's willing to concede that Ling is by far the best tasting dish in the world.

He immediately serves up the Greed fillet on a plate and heads off to the bathroom to gather the clothes in order to hide the missing flesh. Not before, though, tying the wound off with his shirt and washing it of any excess blood. This will be good to at least hide it for the first bit. It's not like it'll be a secret for long.

Looking ever the gentleman, dirty clothes tucked in one arm and plate of food in the other, he heads back in the bedroom. The plate is now being presented.]

I burnt it. This's all that's edible. Sorry.

[Ling has no idea what Greed is serving him. He isn't even remotely suspecting anything. When he hands him the plate, he smiles and the other and wastes no time eating— just like always.

Like Greed imagined, the quality of taste and everything else isn't particularly suspicious. He's used to Thusia's food by now, and to Kakashi's cooking. He isn't expecting to-quality food, so this will be enough]

Thank you for the meal~! Aren't you going to eat anything, though?

[In hindsight, that's a little awkward. If meat is all he has, it's natural that Greed isn't rushing to eat any after what happened. Ling isn't the type to let that experience get between him and food, but it might be different for the other]

[Gobbling it up so readily, gahaha. Thank you, he's saying. Note to self, Ling shows no resistance in sampling Greed's flesh. He eats it, he smiles, he says thank you for the meal. If vomiting occurs, take no offence. This is a difficult food of choice for the stomach to get used to.

Forgetting all about the laundry, he sits on the edge of the bed, happily watching his partner.]

Yeah, in a minute.

[In a minute. As soon as he stops neglecting his duties and notices there's blood seeping through the clothes his holding.]

[he does notice, and the worry showing on his face is immediate. He's already finished eating— putting the plate aside to move closer to the other]

—What's wrong?! You're bleeding!

[He lay his head on Ling's shoulder, remaining silent while he gathers his thoughts.]

Do I taste as good as you?

[He hears the words, but it takes him a few long moments for it to sink in fully. When it does, he immediately backs away, clamping a hand on his mouth.

Greed isn't outright stating it, but it's obvious what he did. What he just ate was a piece of the other's flesh. The reaction once he realizes that is immediate— he throws up, completely horrified.]

[My clean food :(

Oh well, this is the expected outcome, and like he rationalized earlier, this food takes a toll on your stomach. With repeated feeding, Ling's love of his skin will grow. When that day comes, he'll gladly fry up his insides for the prince to dine on.

With the jig up, he takes the clothes in his hands and wipes away at Ling's mouth.]

Don't worry, it gets better. Your skin is top quality. It's easier on the stomach.

[he doesn't back away this time— just looks at Greed, completely shocked.

He hadn't recovered. He was acting. He was lying. Greed is beyond gone. His eyes lock on the other's wound, unable to focus on anything beyond the fact he just ate part of him]

I'm hungry, too, prince.

[Prince is said without the usual sarcastic tone. To this one, Ling is pure royalty. The best of the best.]

You've got it all for me to take. Friendship, sex, and food. I'll give you the same. We don't need anyone else. Together forever.

[that's about the least tempting offer he's ever heard]

This isn't you, Greed!

[It's okay, baby, I'll keep reviving you until you agree.]

You're breaking my heart. Didn't it taste good? Didn't it feel good? Don't you like my company?

[Working a hand between Ling's legs to cup his balls.]

[The fact he's liking that contact makes him sick and disgusted with himself. Though he recognize there's something about this situation that he finds exciting, he rationalizes that right now his mind is just sort of screwed up. Moving his own hand to slap Greed's away, he refuses to play along]

No! This isn't how it should be!

[Ling's resistance only makes him want to try harder. He snatches the hand that slapped him and tries to yank him closer.]

Get over here.

Snap out of it, Greed! Please!

It's rude to keep yapping when I'm starving. The burner's on. Don't wanna let it burn down the apartment.

[Well, I guess . . . I guess you can fathom where he might be trying to drag you. Grabbing a fistful of hair for extra hold.]

[he isn't going down without a fight this time, not yet. He lets the other grab his hair, but he reaches for his underarm where the wound is. The sight alone makes him sick again, but he ignores that feeling, pushing his fingers into the wound and trying to cause enough pain for the other to break his hold. There's tears in his eyes, and the only thing keeping him from giving up is the thought that he can still fix Greed.]

[That wound's pretty deep to begin with, so Ling's valiant attempt pays off. He howls and abandons his pulling of Ling to pull his own arm out of harms way.]

[He's on a defensive stance now, ready to defend himself and attack if needed]

I'll fight you if I need to.

[His Ultimate Shield might pulverize the meat entirely. Wouldn't want that, would we? He lunges forward, going for Ling's hair again. That's a place he doesn't need to worry about eating.]

[lowering himself to avoid that, and rolling away right after]

Please, Greed—!

It's me or you, kid. Who's it gonna be?

[The texture of his skin begins to harden up the length of his arm.

All this fighting is getting on his nerves. This isn't the same prince who eagerly gave himself over the first few times. His thoughts twist further in his mind as the realization Ling is getting a spine strikes desperation in him. Think, think, think. Control needs to return to him. He shakes his head to clear it, but the right words won't come. It's obvious he's getting sloppy.]

You don't got the guts to kill me. I'm your precious friend. I threw myself to the wolves for you. You can't be without me!

[Well, there's always reviving, but then there's the thought Ling will keep him dead once he's gone.]

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