Who: Greed and Lust When: Right after this conversation Where: Jail, then who knows Warnings: Cursing and talk of violence at the very least
It wasn't everyday that Lust had to ail someone out of jail, but it still wasn't something new to her. It should be expected that the majority of the people she knew would end up in jail at some point and it was only a matter of time before one of them called her. They should be grateful she was so generous to pay for their release. She would expect great praise and gifts from Greed for this one.
After some flirting she managed to get the guards to lower the bond and to let Greed squirm a little longer she continued with her flirtations. She'd have to come back some day and find out what it was like to have sex in a jail cell. The thrill of others watching was too good to pass up. After about twenty minutes she decided Greed had waited long enough. "Sorry boys, I'll come again," she said with a flirtatious grin and finally paid the bond.
When they left to bring him out, Lust stood with her hands on her hips and looking only slightly annoyed. "I had to drop everything I was doing to come and get you. There had better be lots of groveling and presents." It was her way of saying nice to see you.
Greed had succumbed to laying on the bottom of his cell floor, picking at the ceiling with imaginary things. There was nothing for him to cling to so he was stabilized for now. He was like a comatose vegetable until Lust got there.
As soon as he was released it was like a puppy had been sent loose. A fire up his ass that zoomed through the building once handcuffs were taken off.
"What took you so long?!" he demanded when he got to the counter, able to retrieve his things. He counted everything to be sure it was there. Every card in his wallet. Every dollar bill, and he was sure to swipe a few pens and pencils from the front desk too.
That was exactly the greeting Lust had been expecting. And she had just the response to retaliate. "If that's all the thanks I get I think I'll just take back my money and tell them to send you right back in," she said in a dangerously sweet voice.
Her arms moved from her hips and in one smooth motion she crossed her arms over her chest. "Now let's try that again and show me a teensy bit more thanks."
She'd verbally slapped him with that one. Lust had pulled on her motherly and sisterly vibe now in order to get him his out of jail free card. He countered it by stepping back and putting his own hand to his hip with a huff.
Big blue eyes and dark lashes flapped in front of her with as much adorableness as he could muster. He stepped toward her giving her a hug, arms circled around her waist with a grin, hands being sure to slide and grab her rear. "Thanks Lust," he said with his chin rested on her shoulder. He'd pay her back when she got him home. Or she took him home with her.
Lust held her ground, because she was absolutely right about this. She deserved so much more credit than he was giving her. He'd be lucky if he ever saw the underside of her skirt again. Ungrateful little...
Now that was more like it. "Don't expect me to save your neck every time," warned in as loving a way as possible. The tone of her voice might have been mistaken for humor. She threw a flirty wave at the guards and then turned, "Let's get you home, sweetness."
"Would you really want me stuck in a cage for longer than a night?" he asked moving from the embrace, those blue eyes still bouncing upward like a sad puppy.
"I'll pay you back." He snaked his arm around her waist as they went out the door. It was a shame he'd not been able to swipe some handcuffs. "More than once."