In Envy\'s Grip

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In Envy\'s Grip


~*~Many Years Ago~*~


“Gluttony, you may enjoy her body as your first meal,” the figure in front of the girl chuckled as she struggled to crawl away from the seven figures. Her eyes were wide with fear as she watched the short, round creature slowly begin to approach.

“No,” she hissed, the fear changing before the beings’ eyes, the girl kicked the creature in the gut, causing it to fall over backwards. “I won’t die so easy!” The seven were shocked when she clapped her hands together.

“She’s trying to use alchemy,” the smallest one stated and the others laughed.

“Laugh all you like, Alchemy birthed you, Alchemy will bind you!” she cried, her hands hit the ground and six stepped back, leaving their leader, the first, in the ring with the woman-child who had birthed them.

“You cannot bind us, foolish mother,” the first roared as he approached the woman-child.

“I can and I will!” she screamed and this time grabbed the man-thing, screaming as the light surrounded them, blinding the other six. The first was gone and the woman-child panted as she stared at the group.

Two of the group ran for the woman-child and again the blinding light flashed and the two were gone as the remaining four stared at her before one stepped back to stare at her before the other three attempted to escape. The winded woman-child leapt into the way, blocking the exit.

“I won’t let you get out!” she screamed before the light flashed, leaving her unconscious at the steps to the house. The remaining figure stood there, before the woman-child, he reached down, moving hair out of her face. Her pale skin was almost unworldly, like a few of his companions’, her long hair damp with sweat, and her lips full and red.

He stared at her and smirked as he lifted her up, holding her close to his chest as he moved up the stairs, exploring her merger home before finding her bathroom. He filled the tub with lukewarm water before stripping the woman-child, removing her dress slowly, enjoying himself as more of her lush body was revealed.

He licked his lips as he stared at her in her underwear, the black silk so appropriate to him. He stroked her breasts gently through the bra, gently exploring her nipples. His purple eyes moved over her face as a different type of blush covered her cheeks and breasts. His tongue wet his lips as he removed his own clothing, then slid the remainder of her clothing off of her. He lifted her into his arms before stepping into the tub, sliding down so that her back rested on his chest as she lay between his legs.

The woman-child moaned, but she did not wake as he began to wash her body, removing the stench of fear, replacing it with a sweet musk that could only be defined as woman. He buried his face into her neck, his long hair mixing with hers as he licked her flesh, she tasted heavenly and he almost purred as he nipped up and down her neck while one hand gently massaged a breast while the other moved lower, through a patch of curls to a warm slit.

Her breathing began to increase and he smiled before stopping. He lifted her up into his arms, her head on his shoulder, her slightly panting breath hitting his neck in such a way it sent waves of pleasure running down to his groin. His lips curved into a smirk before he found her room. He pulled down her covers before placing her wet, naked body onto the bed. He lay down beside her, his body a breath away from hers as he watched his creator sleep.

Time passed, it was only hours from dawn when she woke, her eyes shooting open, she would have sat up if he hadn’t struck, her wrists in his hands as he rested over her, her legs straddling his naked waist.

“No…” she hissed as she looked into his purple eyes with startled blue orbs that spoke of shock and then realization. He smiled as he rested on her, keeping her struggles to a minimum. Her face was contorted, somewhere between full out fear and mock courage.

“Yes, Mother?” he hissed as he lay above the woman that had brought him into the world, there was something incestuous about what he wanted to do to her…it fitted his twisted personality just fine. She grit her teeth before forcing her fear away and glaring at him.

“What do you want…which one are you anyway?” she demanded as she struggled, stopping suddenly as she felt his arousal rub against her lower stomach. She looked down to confirm it before looking at him, her eyes flashing fear, lust, shock, over and over again. He moved down so his lips brush against her jaw below her ear as he spoke.

“I am Envy…as to what I want, I thought it was apparent,” he hissed as his tongue played on her flesh as his rock hard cock rubbed against her more. She started to struggle.

“Get off of me!” she screamed and he smiled as he struck, his mouth on her as his tongue explored her mouth. By Humanity, she was delicious, even when her teeth fell on his tongue, spilling his blood into both their mouths. He pulled back, blood dripping down his chest as he watched her gag on his blood.

“I’m nowhere near done, Mother,” he stated as he moved his hips down, gently prodding her. He was completely shocked to feel the dampness that greeted his tip, he looked at her as she stared at something on the night table. He followed her gaze to a picture of her and a man…a man that looked just like him.

He smirked as he looked down at the woman he was just barely penetrating, she had created him in the image of her love. He fought the urge to laugh, instead he thrust into her warm depths completely and she cried out as she arched her back, causing him to slip further into her body.

“N-n-no…” she moaned as he released her wrists, wrapping his arms around her chest, hugging her to him, it gave him minimal room to move, but he had found her spot, he would use that against her as he got his pleasure. His large length buried deep in her, stretching the warm, wet walls of her sex. The ripple of her inner muscles around him caused him to groan as he found her nipple in his mouth as he suckled like a newborn. She moaned, tightening around him, she shook her head as she tried, in vain, to remove him from her chest. He groaned as she tightened even more around him, her vain attempts to escape his probing length were erotically stimulating.

“Mother, cum for me,” he hissed. “I want to feel your walls jerk as you find pleasure in the arms of your creation.” She screamed as he nipped her neck and she screamed, her arms suddenly holding him to her as she thrust up against him, her inner muscles squeezing him to the point he could barely hold out. Her body went limp and he smirked as he used his arms to hold him above her as he stared at her closed eyes and flushed face.

His creator was beautiful and he would enjoy this as he began to thrust hard, using his full range of movement since she was still under the effects of her orgasm. He felt his own completion coming and bit into her shoulder, causing her to scream and tighten around him, orgasming again, right as he spilled his seed into her.

She struggled and he took her wrists again as he looked down into her eyes as she stared up at him. The pain and horror in her eyes was enough to cause him to tighten in her. He smiled as he kissed her gently, the taste of his blood lingering in her mouth as his softening cock remained in her cunt.

“Why?” she whispered and he smiled as he took both wrists in one hand before stroking her cheek.

“You’re beautiful,” he stated as he rubbed his thumb on her cheek. She tried to turn away from him but he caught her chin. “You gave me life. I returned the favor.” With that he slid out of her, certain that her contracting womb would do as he wished. He got up and pulled the covers over her. She stared at him from the blankets around her chin.

“Where are you going?” she whispered and he grinned.

“To take a shower, get dressed, and someplace to wait,” he stated and she stared at him.

“They’ll be back, won’t they, Envy,” she whispered, the sound of her uncertain voice whispering his name was enough to make him want to go back and ravish her again. He wouldn’t, of course, he would leave before her strength returned and allowed her to send him back to oblivion. He looked at her, allowing her to stare at him in his naked glory.

“Yea, they will,” he stated as he stood there looking at her as she struggled to sit up. She mustn’t have gotten any in a long time if she was that sore.

“Will you come after me?” she asked as she looked at him, she was trying to send him back and he smirked, she looked frightened but was sticking with her plan. He shook his head, long hair gently swaying around his face.

“I’ve gotten what I want already,” he stated as he looked at the woman, his lips curving into a grin as he turned and went into the bathroom. Taking a shower before he dressed and headed towards the front door to see her standing there, her body wrapped in a dark green robe, an array drawn on the floor.

“You can’t go into the world,” she stated, not looking at him. He smirked again, he did resemble her lover and in a sense he was her lover, his appearance was too much for her.

“You’ll die if you try to stop me,” he stated casually and she looked at him as he stepped through the array and grabbed her. She went still as she stared into his eyes and he smiled. One hand held her close to his body as the other gently stroked her face. “I wouldn’t want that to happen.” He kissed her, stealing her breath as her knees failed. He set her down on the settee and she stared at him as she tried to catch her breath.

“Why?” she demanded, still unable to breathe as she stared at him. He reached out, pulling her robe to the side, looking at the bite. He ran a finger over the mark that would scar, the bite mark moved with his finger and slowly he drew the Oruboros over the scar. She stared in horror as the scar glowed, then resided there as a green tattoo. “That’s not possible.” She stared at him and he kissed her gently this time.

“None of the others will hurt you,” he stated as he stroked the tattoo before exiting the house where the woman-child that had created the seven and sent six back, was scared for her life from Envy, the sin that had taken her and had more than likely impregnated her. He was certain if he came back in seven or eight months, she would be heavy, after all, a female alchemist could not have freed them from oblivion is she was not at her most fertile.


~*~Time Passes~*~


The woman looked out the window in their city apartment, she knew he was watching her, she had moved several times, but the tattoo he left always seemed to hum when he was close.

“Mother, what’s wrong?” the man asked as he entered the room with his twin sister and new wife. Their mother had vanished at some point during the housewarming party and a few of the guests had noticed.

“Nothing, Dear, just clearing my head,” she stated with a smile.

“Alright, Mother, but please tell me if you want to go back to the hotel,” her daughter stated and the woman regarded her two children. Green hair and blue eyes, black hair and purple eyes, the two looked human enough, but the hair of her son and the eyes of her daughter reminded the woman that He was still out there.

“I will, Baby, I just wanted a moment to clear my head, I still can’t believe you wanted to move to Central,” she chuckled and the children nodded before leaving her to her thoughts. She looked out the window to see a few people lounging around the square, however, one man was looking up at her. She had never seen him before, but the tattoo on her shoulder hummed and she looked down his body, he was wearing shorts. Slowly on leg was lifted by the man and the tattoo was exposed. The woman looked at the man who did not resemble the man that had taken her almost twenty-seven years ago.

He smiled and closed his eyes, at that moment she felt it, a ripping of her old alchemic bond, her eyes widened in horror as she looked down at him and he nodded. Now there were two sins free. He rubbed the mark on his leg and she felt the sensation of someone stroking her shoulder. Eyes wide the woman walked out of view of the man for a moment. Her eyes wide with fright before she forced herself back to look at the man.
Without a doubt the creature on the street was Envy, unchanged as the day she brought him into the world, and he still had quite a good grip on her…

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AN: I wrote this story because for most of the Sins we know who created them, why, and how long they\'ve been around. Envy is older than most and we (well, at least I) know the least about his origins. So I figured I\'d make him the \'oldest\' and let him have more time to have fun. Also the \'second\' one that\'s released is Greed (I know he\'s over 130 years old...so I made Envy about 28 years older than Greed).