There was no love at all, no care in the way that normal people functioned. Sins weren't normal people. They functioned only on what they were made of. They were an idea, not human at all. She'd taught him all he knew but his tricks were his own. Where Lust functioned best with him, Greed could never resist the urge to leave for his own gain. He was just as possessive though, Lust had her top pick, but in the end she was his Lust.
He corralled her underneath him, pressing her tightly to ho him, sandwiching her between the couch and his body. He'd show her that dominant side, because as with most of the other Sins, they forgot he could be anything he wanted to be. Not only that but he was incredibly convincing.