"Un-unfinished business? But, I didn't start..."

"mm-hmm. Yes you did."

With this response he pulled Oncie into his lap to explain but didn't say a word but instead ground his hips upward into Oncie's rear.

Oncies breath hitched when he was sat fully on top of the elder. He knew where this was going and was slowly seeing that there really was no way he was going to be on time now but he couldn't help but try.

"Greed...s-stop." Oncie whimpered.

Greed-ler said nothing but continued to grind his hips into the other causing the younger to curl his hand up and to his mouth. Greed smirked at this knowing for sure that Oncies' body wanted this but his mind was telling him to be a good boy, as usual.

After a few moments of this Oncie could feel his breathing beginning to get heavier and his pants getting tighter. He thought maybe, if he moved quickly enough, he'd escape and deal with the roughness later. Although the thought of being slapped about again wasn't appealing, he was getting used to it slowly but, he would never fully like it. He hated the fact he was learning to deal with it.

-flashback-

Oncie slipped into the house as quietly as he could. He knew he shouldn't have left so abruptly but sometimes his counterpart scared him enough to make him just want to run off. It had taken himself three hours to gather enough courage to return to the house after everything.

He couldn't exactly remember what had caused the tiff this time but it was something small and stupid but Greed-ler was in a foul mood. One of the machines in the factory had crashed, slowing down the thneed making process. He had suggested that people knit them to help the process along while the machine was being fixed but people said it would take too long and there wasn't enough workers to do so, so the idea was abandoned making Greed-ler grind his teeth. He hater people not doing as they were told.

To make it worse the engineer called to fix the machine said that there was no hope for the thing. It had started falling apart on the inside and jammed and trying to pull it out could kill someone. Greed-ler smiled and tried to pretend he didn't care and that things would be fine which convinced most people but others knew he was mad and couldn't wait to leave.

Oncie was the next to find out when the tall, green suited man came home and kicked the small side table over in the hallway, smashing the case that had stood on top of it. He then proceeded to swipe everything off the desk table across from the stairs, in front of the mirror, on the floor and leaving it.

Oncie was in the ground floor kitchen at this time and flinched at every crash and bang hear understanding what Greed's mood was. He was pissed off and Oncie knew he was going to get the back lash of this, he was just hoping it wouldn't be too bad; his bruises were only just starting to fade from last time. Maybe Greed-ler would get it straight over with and not even bother with a location. Maybe he'd just see Oncie looking frightened and vulnerable and instantly want to force the rest of his anger on him; bend him over the table and rip his trousers open, unzipping his own only enough to allow his member release. He'd force Oncie to take everything then kiss him tenderly after, his way of saying sorry and kiss away his tears gently.

That wasn't exactly what happened. Greed-ler had walked into the kitchen to see Oncie stood near the sink, looking out of the window, a glass of water on the side; he was shaking a little.

Oncie heard a chair scrape across the floor and heard his counterpart sit down. He turned around to see the other take his hat off and place it on the table, running a gloved hand through his hair.

"What happened?" Oncie asked gently, not wanting to upset the other anymore than he already was.

Greed-ler looked up at the younger still stood near the window, his face a mixture of fear and concern. He snarled flashing his sharp teeth making Oncie flinch.

Greed sighed and looked elsewhere replying "One of the machines is beyond repair."

Oncie knew why he was so mad now. His counterpart thrived on greed, hence his known name, and when something was to jeopardise it he because extremely irritable. However, Oncie had only said a few days ago that some of the machines were due to be replaced.

"Oh," Oncie started "I-I did tell you the other day th-that they needed.."

"I know what you said!" Greed-ler snapped making Oncie jump.

Things had gone downhill from there. Greed-ler had tipped this chair and grabbed Oncie throwing him against the table but he didn't force himself on him but instead, slapped him when he went to open his mouth.

This wasn't shocking as he'd done this to him many times before but what frightened him into running off after punching the other in the face, was the blow to the face he received when he turned his head back. He knew he had a black eye to form from it but he didn't expect himself to lash out.

In panic, Oncie turned on the table and ran but he also knew it would make things worse for him later but he couldn't help it.

Greed-ler was in shock momentarily long enough to see Oncie get away. He had to come back sometime so he'd get him back.

When Oncie did return as silently as he could all those hours later, it was dark outside.

Oncie tiptoed into the house standing in the hallway looking at the mess from earlier and tried to listen out for where his counterpart was. He walked down the hall towards the desk and stood looking at his reflection where an ugly bruise was forming on his cheekbone.

Out of nowhere, Greed-ler appeared in the reflection and pinned Oncie to the desk, laughing cruelly. Oncie panicked, thrashing about, wriggling to get free but he couldn't move.

Without a word, greed-ler grabbed Oncies' arm and pulled them behind his back making the younger yelp in pain.

"P-please, n-no!" Oncie pleaded.

Greed-ler only laughed again and pulled the other's arm further behind him.

"Argh! Ow! Greed, s-stop! Please!" Oncie found himself beginning to sob in the grasp of the other.

His sobbing came through more obvious when he felt metal against his wrists. He was being handcuffed!

"N-no! S-stop! I'm, I'm s-sorry! I-I-I didn't m-mean too! I'm sorry!"

Greed-ler laughed again and through Oncie into the kitchen where he lost his balance and fell to the floor, using his side to cushion the fall. Oncie twisted and shuffled back the best he could, asfast as he could as his counterpart strode across to him. The younger felt his back hit the cupboard telling him there was nowhere else to go.

His breathing was picking up rapidly and he started crying enough to feel sick. Greed-ler yanked the boy to his feet by his neck, pulling him face to face with himself. He pushed Oncie back to the counter and ground his member against the younger's' leg, forcing his knee into the others making him yelp.

He then attacked the boys neck with his teeth, nipping, biting and harshly suckling on his throat drawing blood as his claws marked his back.

Oncie could only cry harder as he struggled against the taller man to break free to the point he could feel himself gagging and getting light headed.

Greed-ler chuckled darkly and spat "You disgust me, you snivelling little bitch."

Oncie wanted to stop crying and show him that he was stronger than that but as the taller man forced his knee into his crotch again he couldn't help it.

Suddenly, Oncie was thrown against the table to his stomach hit the edge of it, winding him. Greed-ler wasted no time in getting to him sliding his hands around and down the front of Oncie's body to his trousers.

Greed-ler has slowed his movements down, making Oncie tremble beneath him, knowing that there was something to come and he knew that his was violent. Oncie felt himself being pressed closer to the table, hard, starting to bruise his stomach and making him feel even more sick, to match the scratches down his back and sides.

As Oncie had hoped earlier, Greed-ler ripped open his trousers, dropping them around his ankles with his boxers, and rammed a finger inside the younger one harshly much to his discomfort but this wasn't going to be comfortable; this was going to be Greed-ler's way of showing Oncie that he was never to do what he did again and that he was the dominant one.

Oncie moaned as the tears dripped down his face and hit the table. He wanted to pull away, push away Greed-ler's hand, wipe his face and run to his room but he wanted to force the fingers in harder or be fucked or something. He didn't understand, his arms hurt from being cuffed behind him and he still felt light headed so he just continued to cry and moan even as the harsher of the two pushed another finger into him.

There was no saliva, no cum, no lube, just the silk of the gloves to help the process of stretching Oncie, but he wasn't sure that's what it was. This is what worried him he knew something was going to happen and he was only just beginning to figure out what it could be although he hoped it wasn't that.

Much to his dismay, he was right. He heard Greed-ler unzip his trousers from behind him as he pulled his fingers out of his ass. There was barely a pause for Oncie to not feel something; but he felt the pain as Greed-ler slammed into him, unprotected, not lubricated and not stretched enough.

It hurt. Oh god, it hurt. Oncie cried out in pain and tried to pull his hands apart not noticing the chaffing they had done to his wrists, dripping a little from the blood. He didn't want his; not like this but he caught between the table and his elder other self so all he could do was cry watching the tears add to those that had pooled on the surface before him.

Greed-ler wasted no time or his breath by speaking to him but pulled all the way out forcing himself back into Oncie making him scream in pain and himself laugh at the satisfaction.

He didn't always mean to hurt Oncie the way he did. He did love him really; in his own twisted way and Oncie knew that, he knew Oncie knew. Greed-ler couldn't help himself sometimes, the power went straight to his head and wanting power all the time took its toll on him many times.

Greed-ler slammed in and out of Oncie causing a mixture of sound to fall from the younger one's mouth from sobs to moans and screams, himself only grunting and moaning, racking his claws over the body he was gripping before him, making a decent set of marks.

He lent forward after a few moments of this he reached around the boy and began pumping his hard, neglected member. He might have been doing this for punishment and to release his anger but that didn't mean he didn't want some form of pleasure from it and when Oncie came, he clenched; a feeling Greed-ler found himself wanting more and more as he pumped into the boy.

As Oncie started to twitch, his sobs becoming feeble and more loud moans than anything else, he sank his teeth into Oncie's shoulder making the younger arch his back away from the warmth of the other body and to the surface of the cold table, tossing his head back on Greed-ler's shoulder crying out as he came.

Then came the internal clenching, as Greed-ler drove him to orgasm still sliding in and out of the other male as he felt his own orgasm building, pumping Oncie's dick.

A particular wave of pleasure that ran through Oncie's body causing him to clench and dig his nails into Greed-ler's stomach brought Greed-ler to orgasm, panting.

"Ugh! Oncie!" He shouted out.

His body fell limp over the younger's against the table, but not enough to flatten them out. They stood there in the awkward position for a few moments, their breathing slowing down as they recovered from the pleasure.

Oncie hoped Greed-ler wasn't mad at him anymore and had worked out all his anger but Greed-ler said nothing as he picked up Oncie bridal style, seeing the blood seeping through his shirt from where he sank his teeth into him and racked his gloved claws.

Oncie took this chance to kick off this trousers and boxers, leaving them on the kitchen floor, realising that both of them still had the cocks out, feeling the cool air hit them. Greed-ler didn't care, he knew what he was doing.

He carried Oncie upstairs to the room they both slept in and dropped him on his back on the bed, making him whimper, hurting his hands. He slid on the bed and pulled himself up to eye level with Oncie, pressing their lips together passionately as their members collided causing them to moan into each other's mouth.

Greed-ler could feel Oncie's wet eyelashes against his skin. As he pulled away from the kiss he lent straight back in to kiss Oncie's eyes. Oncie could do nothing but smile a little, knowing what it meant, but soon got distracted when their members rubbed together again.

"P-please" Oncie moaned gently.

Greed-ler grinned down at the other and attached his lips to the neck before him, sucking gently, knowing this turned him on.

"Let's put those cuffs to good use" Greed-ler whispered into Oncie's ear sensually making him gasp as he wrapped his gloved hand around the other's dick for the second time that night.

-Present Day-

Being held in the position they were in on floor only made Oncie hope that cuffs wouldn't be involved this time, they hurt.

Although neither could promise anything.

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So I continued this! I have such a twisted mind and it worries me…kind of…maybe…pfft whatever.

I'M SO FUCKING TIRED RIGHT NOW!

I got carried away with this chapter so it really could be it's own story it's that long. There's a lot of words…all 2406 of them.

Woops.

I'm not even sorry! There's a sex scene with a bit of kink…NSFW

Let's just say I can keep this going for a bit longer; if I want. I should have been guy I swear.

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