{ thedevilisheretostay || AU RP || “I hate hospitals” }
Greed froze. He’d heard the footsteps too. A frown spread across his lips, but he didn’t go rigid yet. Letting out a sigh, he draped the coat over Ling’s shoulders, then snatched the other’s flashlight and shone it down the hallway.
“Chill your shit, idiot,” he thought aloud, “you’re just getting yourself worked up. See? There’s no one else here. Let’s just hurry up, yeah?” He ignored his own unease for now. He didn’t feel like getting all bent out of shape this early into the game.
The prince nodded, and pulled the coat closer around his body, his hand finding Greeds again. “…if you want your coat back just tell me….” He bit his lower lip. “…look i’m…not normally like this but….my big brother was sent to a ward once and….those places make me nervous and we’re really close to it….”
he let out a sigh, still scanning the area. “Hits close to home, then…? I guess we can go check one of the other wards out if…” Something came over him all of a sudden. A wave of cold and discomfort…and hunger.
He smirked. “Actually…” Snatching up Ling’s hand, he directed the prince toward the ward. It was weird…he could feel himself slipping to something he couldn’t even describe.
The boy quickly panicked, his stomach turning and he shivered, squirming. “H-hey! This isn’t funny!” He wasn’t scared…yet. Just uneasy and scowling he shot the other a glare. “Just because you were dared to do this shit doesn’t mean you need to torture me, cut if the fuck out!”
By the time he turned to face Ling again, he was completely gone. Normally red eyes were now pure black, and he was smirking even more than usual. He used his grip on Ling’s hand to pull him over, then placed a hand on his chest and attempted to push him back against a wall. “…cut what out?” His voice was more gruff than it had been before, and he chuckled in a way that made the room feel smaller.
The foreigner blinked a few times, stumbling back and shuddering unpleasantly. “..I…I don’t like it in here…c-c’mon….” Biting his lower lip his gaze showt to the floor and his hands balling up into fists against the cool walls. “Besides…I still have to take my pictures and fooling around..is..isn’t gunna make that happen…so..stoppit…we need to get moving…”
The thing in Greed’s body narrowed his eyes threateningly and made him cackle shamelessly for a second before the flashlight dropped from his hand and he pressed his body up against Ling’s. He kissed him hard, nipping in a way that might have been painful on the other student’s bottom lip. “…You’re an idiot.”
The boy was taken aback and his cheeks lit up, his entire body going rigid and freezing on the spot. “…g-get offa m— ow!” He winced as the other bit his lip and he tried to pry him off. “How am I an idiot?! I don’t like it here and you’re being an asshole! Let me go!”
Greed wasn’t even the one in control. Had he been, he’d have pulled away by now, no matter how nice the other’s lips felt against his own. This kinda stuff just lost its appeal to him once it got forced.
But he wasn’t in control. The thing in his body forced him to roll his hips forward, pressing flush against Ling’s body, and it traced Greed’s tongue along the foreigner’s bottom lip teasingly. “C’mon, it’s good. Just relax…”
