The Beginning of Greed

Chapter one: The Dream

The first Thneed in all the world had been created without a hitch. Aside from an annoying peanut man that made ridicules threats. The Once-ler wasn't concerned by the threats though, that guy didn't have any powers, he was just another weird little forest creature, like the baboloots and swamny swans; he just could talk was all. "Nothing un-manly about knitting!" The Once-ler annoyed with a proud grin, admiring his Thneed a moment longer before he let out a yawn, pulling back the covers of his bed and turning out the light. He had a very long day tomorrow and had to get some rest!

As he slept, the Once-ler began to dream. A charming looking man stood across from him, a smirk on his face. His eyes were hidden by sparkling blue glasses and a large top hat. "Who are you?" The Once-ler asked, raising an eyebrow, wondering how the man had found his tent house. The man just chuckled and strode over, the green coattails of his suit flowing behind him.

"Why I am you, dear Once-ler." He told him, his voice a mirror of his own, and as he raised a clothed hand to the glasses, pulling them off, the Once-ler could see that it was not only his voice that was the same. The Once-ler was staring at his very self.

"But if you are me, what, why…? This is a dream, duh!" The Once-ler stammered at first until the reality of the situation hit him. He lightly hit his forehead in realization and grinned all the widely as the man simply nodded, standing much closer now, they're chests nearly touching. They were both the same height, but something about the man made him seem much larger to the Once-ler, the way he stood and carried himself.

"Yes Oncie, that's correct. This is all just a dream." The green man spoke smoothly, running a hand down the Once-ler's chest, fingers expertly undoing the buttons of his vest before grabbing either side as he suddenly pushed the real him down onto the bed, hovering over him.

The Once-ler's eyes grew wide as he stared up at the blue eyes man in shock, pale freckled cheeks flushing brightly in the rather odd position they were now in. "Wh…what are you doing, Once-ler?" He questioned his dream self. The answer came in the form of a kiss, pressed testingly and then harder against his soft chapped lips.

There was a moment of resisting at first, confused and a bit startled, but as he was held there, the kissing continuing, he found himself enjoying it. Groaning softly as his eyes fell shut, hands feeling their way up to grasp the man's shoulders, kissing him back.

Pulling away from the kiss, the assertive version licked his lips, looking down at the flushed form beneath him. "Aren't I just cute?" He nearly cooed, but something about his voice gave the Once-ler chills, and not bad ones. Leaning down, the Once-ler felt lips against his neck; they tickled his flesh and caused him to giggle, shifting a little beneath the other. "That tickles." He whined, squirming a bit as he felt a bit of heat starting to grow between his legs at all the attention to his neck.

The green man chuckled, his breath hot against his neck and he kissed up to his ear, licking the shell of it. Oncie groaned again quietly, suddenly a bit cold, even with the body on top of his own. Reaching around he grabbed onto the man, pulling him closer to try and warm back up.

"Eager are we?" The man took the reaction badly, Once-ler's eyes growing wide as he suddenly felt a hand cup his manhood through the fabric of his jeans. He let out a surprised moan, and started to-

Cold hit him hard in the face, well, more than his entire face as he jolted up in his bed, a fish hitting his face. Coughing up water he looked around before crossing his legs to hide the quickly draining arousal from Pipsqueak who was clinging to the end of the bed.

What the hell???