Greed

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Greyson laid panting on the floor, Greed cum slowly dripping in between his legs and his hair ruffled from how fast he was being fucked.

Greed was much more out together, his hair was still as perfect as when he first entered the club, and the only thing missing was his clothes which where safely away from the mess on the floor.

The Deadly Sin pulled the bartender over to him by the arms. Smiling as Greyson laid his head on his thighs, his legs currently having tremors from Greed.

"I'm going to tell you something right now" Greed began "I'm coming back for y-" "where's a bartender in this joint" a loud boisterous voice called out before annoying ringing of a bell filled the small room smelling of sex.

Greyson screwed his eyes hit for a second before getting up, the warmth he brought Greed diminishing with him. As much as he wanted to grab the bartender and yanked him back, he didn't because in no time Greyson would be in his arms in his castle. Forever.

Greyson pulled on his discarded pants, hiding the cum stain on his ass and gave Greed one last look "you will never speak of this to anyone" he threatened. Grabbing a milk crate he glared one last time and left.

Greed laughed the second he was out of hearing view and scoffed "we will be speaking about this while your sleeping in my arms don't worry" he replied and pushing himself up and finding his clothes.

They had the smell of Greyson on them and Greed didn't want to infect them with his own scent. But it was the only way to get home "he'll be in our home soon, where he won't leave" Greed fold himself, going out the back door, snatching a set of keys and leaving. The promise he'd be back still very much in motion.