[Greed being breathless and already on his last vestiges of self control make Ling's head spin and he groans around him again, eyes fluttering closed as he presses forward further, taking in just that much more length and dragging his tongue along the underside obediently when he pulls languidly away. He's no seasoned veteran of sucking dick but he's not so eager that he's going to make himself choke, so it's going as well as it possibly can; he definitely feels sexy and seductive when Greed murmurs those breathless compliments to him. Is he much dweebier than he feels? Sure, but whatever—
Someone is home, sure, whatever— they don't need the shower and Ling doesn't need to stop, squeezing Greed's ass with his other hand to pull his hips in closer. It isn't as if the others haven't assumed the two of them were fucking like rabbits this whole time, since the moment Ling first showed up and Greed immediately hauled him off into the bedroom, so there— Ling is too wrapped up in the noises Greed makes because of him to care if someone else is hearing them.]
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Someone is home, sure, whatever— they don't need the shower and Ling doesn't need to stop, squeezing Greed's ass with his other hand to pull his hips in closer. It isn't as if the others haven't assumed the two of them were fucking like rabbits this whole time, since the moment Ling first showed up and Greed immediately hauled him off into the bedroom, so there— Ling is too wrapped up in the noises Greed makes because of him to care if someone else is hearing them.]