GreedLing X Reader Oneshots and Stories

Mine

You were laying in your bed with Ling, his arms wrapped around you. Your head had been nuzzled into his chest and now you looked up at him. He looked so peaceful. You loved him in every way, and you also loved the soul he shared his body with, Greed.

You leaned up and very softly kissed his cheek, not wanting to wake him up. He growled a little bit in his sleep.

"Mine," he mumbled. Judging from the deep tone of voice, he'd changed to Greed in his sleep. He pulled you closer to his body. A blush dusted your cheeks, and you smiled, recalling the day you had first met them.

—Flashback—

You were walking home from your job as a waitress, late at night. You were about a mile from your house when you heard footsteps behind you. You turned, and there was a tall man there. He grabbed your wrist, and the smell of alcohol washed over you. This man was obviously drunk.

"L-let go of me!" You struggled, trying to pull your arm away, but he had an iron grip.

"Wearing a skirt like that is just asking for it," he said in a deep slurred voice. He was referring to your waitress's uniform. You shivered at his words, realizing his intent.

"I don't want any trouble! Just let go of me! Leave me alone!" He frowned, and slapped you across the face.

"We won't have any trouble if you just do what I say. Now shut the hell up and take your clothes off. Now." Just after he said that, he grimaced. His eyes rolled back, and he fell to the ground. You jumped to the side, barely dodging him falling on top of you.

Behind him stood a slightly shorter raven haired man.

"You alright?" You nodded.

"Yes I'm okay. Thanks for saving me." He blushed, making your cheeks flush in return.

"No problem." He held his hand out. "I'm Ling Yao. I'm from Xing." Your eyes widened.

"Ling Yao, as in Prince Ling Yao?" He smiled and nodded. You blushed even more, becoming flustered.

"What can I do to repay you? Do you have a place to stay? Let me make you dinner!"

"If it's not too much trouble..."

"Of course not! Come with me." You grabbed his hand and lead him to your house. "What do you want to eat?"

"Anything that works for you. I don't want you to trouble yourself too much."

You made him a huge pot of miso ramen, and gave him a big bowl. You made yourself one as well. After you were done eating, you got up.

"Do you have anywhere to stay?" He shook his head.

"No. I tend to drift."

"Well, if you'd like you can stay here. I know it's nothing luxurious, but you can use my bed, and I can sleep on the couch if you want."

"I'm not gonna make you sleep on your own couch. Just sleep with me. We're adults, we can make it work. If you want, of course." You blushed profusely and nodded. He got up and walked over to you until your faces were just a few inches apart. He stroked your cheek with the back of his hand, his eyes never leaving yours. He leaned down and kissed you, very softly.

You kissed back, and after a few seconds he pulled away.

"(Y/n), I'm sure you've had a long night. I'll do the dishes. Do you want to go to bed? I'll be there in a few minutes."

"Okay. I'll go change." You went in your room and changed into a laced black camisole and matching shorts and got under the covers. After about 10 minutes, Ling came in, wearing a white tank top and black sweatpants. He slid under the covers next to you, and pulled you into his arms. He kissed your forehead, and you buried your face in his neck. You both fell asleep cuddling.

Back to Present

Now here you were, two years later, in his arms again. He woke up and nuzzled his face into your neck, softly kissing it. Greed was still in control.

"You're mine," he said. "You're Ling's and you're mine. That's it." Enjoying his possessiveness over you, you kissed his lips, hard.

"I'm all yours." He smiled. That was all he needed to hear.