WHO: Zoe & Greed WHEN: Past & Present AU WHERE: Party, Bakery, Hotel WHAT: Past Greed hunts down Zoe before they're supposed to meet.. WARNING: Drunk sex Note: The log reads backwards
Greed made gagging faces as he heard her puke. Gross. His own stomach started to clench and react as if the sound alone was gonna make him vomit. He stood up, his foot touching something cold on the floor. The locket she'd had on he'd managed to un clasp earlier. When she pulled the sheet it hit the floor. He put it around his neck and slipped on his boxers and pants. While he looked for his shirt he found her pocket book, which he pilfered through to pocket whatever cash she he and her credit card.
He did go up to the door and knocked. "You're not dying are you?" That would have been a new one. He buttoned up his shirt and heard that sound again. He had to get out of there before he vomitted himself. He grabbed the bottles left from the mini fridge with the door hanging open. He left her there alone. And yet something kept niggling in the back of his mind that he needed to go back, but he didn't listen to it.
On Friday, May 6, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "It's.... I...." she felt like her circuits were being overloaded with all his questions. Was this school? Did she fail some sex test? WHY THE FUCK DID SHE DO THIS? And then she she blurted out, "I'm gonna be sick!" and she yanked the sheet off the bed and ran to the bathroom in her little toga, a few seconds later the sounds of her retching into the toilet coming with everything that was in her coming right out.
On Fri, May 6, 2016 at 1:30 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "What is it then? Just something to get through? Have you ever enjoyed it?" He shook his head trying to figure this out. "What the fuck am I missing?" Did he hit all the wrong buttons? What the hell did he do wrong?
On Friday, May 6, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: That stung... she gripped the sheets, feeling sick. This had been a terrible idea. This was worse than sex with her cheating boyfriend. "I don't hate it, I just-- it's not-- it's not my hobby like you, I--" she couldn't stand the look on his face, the way he pulled away from her like she was so terrible at sex, as if she was so unwanted. Her stomach churned, churning all that alcohol and cupcakes with it and she started looking green.
On Fri, May 6, 2016 at 1:24 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: What kind of bullshit was this? "What the hell?" He said to himself, but it was within earshot. She'd hear him sound...well....disappointed. Those fucking liars. He was mad, and right now it could have been at himself. Maybe he should have waited? Or maybe this was as good as it was gonna get. He sat up, his feet hitting the floor as he ruffled his perfect blonde hair. He turned to look over his shoulder and watched her. "Do you hate sex that much?" Because obviously this was her fault.
On Friday, May 6, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She was getting really uncomfortable, "I don't know.. I'm not a heavy breather I guess.... I mean... this is kinda it..." she made a winced face. She wasn't the best at sex she knew but this guy was staring at her as if he purchased a porchse and got delivered a honda.
On Fri, May 6, 2016 at 1:17 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He was supposed to be this wild amazing sex God and he couldn't even tell if she liked it or not. "All you did was squeak, I didn't even hear you breathe heavy." In fact she hardly moved...
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Annnnd he was off her.. she felt very naked and vulnerable and grabbed the sheet, pulling it and tugging it till her lower half was covered. She felt like she did something wrong... or maybe she was bad in bed. Tho granted she didn't do much. She frowned, "I... I'm not very loud." not knowing why she felt she had to justify this to him.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 6:46 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Now it was awkward. He watched her face for any sign. Was she even breathing? Oh shit did he kill her? He moved off of her and wondered if she'd even breathe when he did. "Are you supposed to be so quiet?" Screaming even, just something. Shit he got a squeak and that was all.
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She kinda blinked at his very loud very practiced sounding moan. Was that even real? She kept holding onto him, but not as tight, they were hot and sweaty from the sex but nothing was overheated or painful. She was actually kinda tired, she felt like she'd just gone to the gym and the machine wore her out.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 6:15 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: That kiss was broken by his own voice once he hit his orgasm, but she still didn't make a peep. Was she broken? Did he miss that button that made her go off? Where was the otherworldly, gates of heaven shit his future self talked about. Better yet that Zoe had made happen? Why was this Zoe just---not what he thought?
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She liked it, it was enjoyable, she felt desired and he was really attractive but she was still trying to get used to the fact that they were actually having sex when he seemed to be nearing the finish line already. She was too dazed to do anything more than let him kiss her, trying to kiss him back but she didn't know if he'd even wait for that.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 5:52 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: It was a bit perplexing. He looked at her expect from what he'd heard, stars, losing his damn mind in some volcanic supernova. And it felt fantastic, he loved having sex, but it was like a forth of July fireworks show. He didn't even know if she was into it. What girl wasn't into it with HIM? He pushed her hair back out of her face and tried to kiss her.
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She grabbed onto him tight, making a noise as she felt IT. Her eyes going wide as he just went... IN! Did he even wear a condom? Her mouth dropped open cause he was bigger than Mike and really.. okay yeah he was very... excited. Her nails dug in but not really from pleasure (it was nice and felt good but nothing amazing) but more cause she wanted to hang on.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 5:32 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He didn't really slow down from there either, ten steps ahead of her. Before she could probably even process it, he was already there and into it.That natural greed influence was there, but he didn't hear anything out of her except the squeak she made as he went in.
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She opened her mouth to say something but he was already kissing her again. She tried to touch... but her hands would barely move half an inch before she'd get distracted as she was trying to feel and process but he was blazing full speed ahead. It didn't give her time to freeze up but she also wasn't really... getting a chance to enjoy anything. And at his words, she just wondered what she was doing wrong that he was saying that...
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 5:04 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He stopped kissing to look at those doe eyes. "You can touch, nothing is gonna bite...well...except me." He wasn't slowing down at all. He had no pause button, he was still his arrogant young self. He didn't know any better.
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Was he running a commentary on her body? He was.... well at least this time he wasn't being insulting.. sort of. "Ahm bot?" was how 'i'm not?' came out against his mouth with his tongue sliping and sliding around. Her eyes widened for half a second when she felt... was that his butt? It was so chiseled! Could a butt feel like a rock? she actually gave a squeeze to see if she COULD squeeze or if it'd break her hand. She was struggling to keep up and oh oh... wait was that.. between his legs...
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 4:45 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "You have so many curves." He yanked on her bottom lip between his teeth, his tongue quick to penetrate her mouth while he shimmied out of his boxers. He put her hands on his ass, maybe then she'd know she could touch. "I was wrong, you're not a hobbit." She'd probably never felt so much....well....greed.
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She felt a tightness in her stomach, she didn't have time to be self conscious about one thing before his hands would move and be grabbing something else on her. Was he out of his pants? When did that happen? Did they have their underwear on still or no? Was she really doing this!?
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 4:08 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He wiggled out of his pants. His hands not able to control from exploring her marshmallow self. She had curves! And squishy bits he wasn't used to. He wanted her to keep giving in. That's what addiction was.
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She blinked and then shivered a little, she was left in just her underthings, she could do panic, "But the li--" and the rest of the words were slammed back down her throat with his kiss, her eyes closing as she gave in again.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 3:41 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He pulled the dress up over her head. Now he had a sampling of more skin. He cupped her face for a fire-lit kiss, getting her mind off the light. "Just pay attention to me."
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: His kisses were going from soft to a bit more hot and frenzied, she was gonna try to keep up. "I thought you said I was a marsh-- oop!" she didn't finish as he just pulled her up with him, her hair flying back and then forward as her legs wrapped around him and he tore the zipper down. "The light's on..." she said, her face seeing the nightstand light burning bright. Well not that bright but still.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 3:35 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Yeah, like a mouse..." His nose nudged hers before taking another kiss, it was quickly going from sweetness to hungry. "This dress is nice and all but it's gotta go." He sat up, bringing her with him, her legs slipped around his waist as he ripped that back zipper down.
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "I do...?" she didn't know that. Did she really? Her other arm went around his neck, her body doing a little jump and shimmy when his hands went up her dress. She may be tipsy and know this was leading to sex but it was still a surprise as his hands touched places most guys had to wait months for.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 3:28 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "You squeak..." He laughed but just like his smile, he found it amusing. His hands were quick to go up her dress, trying to find more skin. She had to get out if this damn dress.
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She made a slight noise as he lay entirely on her, that was a big man... and she was a marshmallow. But she liked his weight on her... she was heating up nicely as she kept just going along on the kissing ride. She never steered in sex, not even with her boyfriends, they kinda knew what they wanted from her and that was sort what would happen.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 3:18 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Haha! This was what he wanted, now she wasn't so stiff. He kissed her though, a lot longer than he usually would, just to see if she got warm and heated. He was playing a game yeah, but he also played into it fooling himself. He moved so his whole body was laying on her----which was a lot of Greed.
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She actually tried to answer him as he kissed her, her voice muffled as she kissed him back thanks to the liquid courage coursing through her and an intense desire she'd never felt before. This time her arm went around his neck and she didn't fight him or even think about it much.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 2:38 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He didn't know who was seducing who now. She was hypnotizing him with her mouth and her eyes and her pillow body. "What kind of fucked up question is that? No..." And his lip curved into a little half smile which looked more amused than devious.
At that pointed he'd practically stared a hole through her mouth, until he realized he wanted to taste them again. So he did.
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "Uh huh..." she said, talking around him playing with her bottom lip. She furrowed a brow, "Do you wear mascara.....?" it was such a random question but his eyelashes were so pretty, it was hard to believe they were natural. She wondered idly if he'd kiss her again... and found that she hoped he would.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 2:32 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He was either buzzed or she'd put a spell on him, cause he was lost in her eyes. He almost didn't hear what she said. He looked down at her lips, so his lashes just brushed his cheek. "Are they?" He knew he was a sexy and a looker, but he'd never heard that comment before. He rubbed his thumb across her fat bottom lip, after he'd unwound his hand from her necklace. Everything about her was soft. How could someone be a human pillow?
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "I don't wear a lot of it... very loud.... my friend let me borrow this dress. I don't think it fits me that well..." but the nails, the nails were all her, she just didn't say it. She was kinda rambling as she stared up at him, she felt almost hypnotized. She squirmed when he poked her and then hiccuped again. She reached a finger out as if to poke his face but she was very gentle and said, "You have pretty eyelashes..." her finger brushing across the apple of his cheek.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 2:23 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He twirled his finger around the chain again. "Mmmm no. Gold and yellow." He smiled with a mischievous grin, but it seemed a little more real. He poked her cheek with his finger when she hiccuped. It was like her insides were doing a little dance. She shook a little and he found it kinda cute.
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She looked at him with heavy lidded eyes, like he might be a dream. She liked him a lot more like this, when he wasn't being an asshole and shoving insults in her face. It didn't make her tense. It didn't make being on a bed with him so strange even tho he was practically on her. "Black is your color?" she asked, followed up a little hiccup.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 2:14 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Greed swatted at her feet. "Stop it. That tickles." He noticed though her toes were shiny. Black and gold chunks, like metal on her feet. "Hot damn. He moved and crawled up to meet her face, looking down in those fat brown eyes. "Do you realize you wore my color." It was a neon sign for him. Gold, yellow, all of it was his target color. He wiggled his finger around the gold chain that held her locket nonchalantly. "Every thing on you is my color."
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "Then why are you complaining that that's all people want to talk about with you and want from you? All you do is talk about sex and want to have sex. I don't understand your complaint. You're doing exactly that." she poked him in the face with her foot lightly, her toes wiggling against his cheek.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 1:41 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Greed tossed her coat to the floor. "Hey!" He looked at what he thought would be her head, but instead he saw feet. Lifting himself up on his elbows he looked at her flatly. "I happen to like sex ok. I happen to be good at sex. Is there anything wrong with that? A sexual appetite is good for you. It's healthy!" Why did he feel judged by her and why the fuck did it matter?
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Zoe struggled out of her coat and threw it on him as he flopped down. She got one shoe off and then gave up, "HEY, YOU kissed ME, okay? That was alll you." she lay down but in the opposite way so her head was next to his but upside down, her legs up on the headboard/pillows. "Boo hoo. YOU'RE the one who can't talk about anything but sex and all YOU want is sex. So..... shut up." she hiccuped again. She felt kinda queasy.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 1:31 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Can you take off your shoes at least. And your coat. Looking at it makes me sweat and not in a good way." She looked warm. Besides. He liked seeing the sparkly. "Well, this is talking shit, because I don't do this. Girls don't exactly stop to ask what my hobbies are and kiss my face off in warm up." The more he actually thought about it, girls didn't really ask him anything except if he could go faster....
He flopped back on the bed, looking up at the ceiling. "I'm just the guy everyone wants to fuck and no one wants to talk to." Damnit! What the fuck was he doing?
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She took another drink from the bottle, that buzz settling back in as she crawled onto the bed still in her shoes and coat. She pointed at him, "I'm not having sex with you with any lights on." just so he was clear if he wanted sex, it was not happening yet. "And you're not my escort and this isn't even talking shit. What are we talking about anyway? The fact it's hard for me to fuck a total stranger? It's not hard for YOU certainly. I just want you to recognize that, okay?" and she had another drink.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 1:10 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "I've been an escort before." He chimed in, but when she sat down beside him he felt like he was talking to a shadow. "Can I turn the lights back on at least? I can't do this talking shit in the dark." He turned on the little nightstand lamp which just made the room glow with a dim orangish light. At least now he could make out more than a shadow. He crawled back to where he'd been sitting and kind of looked at her like why the hell he hadn't just fucked her yet. "Sit." He patted the bed. He supposed he was doing something new other than kissing tonight. Easing her into it. Weird.
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She frowned, wondering where he came up wiht that idea. And shook her head, that was a dangerous thing to think. His words just made her feel heavier. "You're not some escort that I'm paying that you do whatever fantasy I want." she hated that. She took another big drink, what was she drinking? Vodka? and she walked over to him, "I need you to LISTEN. You said you don't date. That's my point. I don't do THIS. Thisssss..." she gestured all over the room and the bed and at him, "So stop being a jerk about it cause Im new to this."
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 12:52 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "I don't date." He laughed but he remembered saying the same thing to future Zoe----and look where that apparently got him. "Okay then...." Role play time. He was good at that. "Why not for the night you just imagine I'm not just some guy and your not just some girl to sleep with. We're like this fucking amazing couple that have been together. We even have a dog and shit." He knew because he saw it. So what if they both just played pretend and see why happened. "Whatever you want tell me what you want out of me."
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "You don't listen, do you." it wasn't a question because she knew he wasn't listening. She took the bottle and took a shakey drink from it, "You do this all the time. I don't." she thought of how to make him understand and said, "Imagine how you'd feel if you dated a girl instead of just sleeping with her." and he might remember how weirded out and nervy he became when Zoe tried to even hold his hand in the future. It was the same for Zoe now, this was not her element.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 12:36 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Shit. He needed a drink. He opened up the mini fridge and just popped open one of the bottles and downed it. He grabbed a second one and handed it to her after he sat on the bed. "Why are you so freaked out?" It wasn't like he was going to rape her or something. He wanted wht the future he already. The impatience was killing him. "I want to fuck you. You have those damned big brown rabbit eyes." And the whole fireworks supernova thing. That too.
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: His words were like nails down a chalkboard, breaking apart the mood bit by bit. Her heart was starting to race and she frowned, "I'm not a--" she wasn't going to argue with him, "Fine, I met you an hour ago, but if you don't want to fuck a vegetable and I'm not what you want then go get some other girl, I'm sure there's a line outside this room even." and she turned to the door.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 11:25 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "I'm not fucking a vegetable. You were into me just minutes ago. Now you're all--/" he wiggled his fingers in the air, "frazzled again." He didn't know what it was like to not do this kind of thing, so it was hard for him to sympathize. "You haven't just met me..." He put his hands on his hips, forgetting for a second that she knew nothing about him and this wasn't his future Zoe.
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She could hear that bite in his tone and it made her cower even more. She felt scared more than anything else, but she was too scared to back out of this. "Nothing." she said quickly and shook her head, "Nothing just, I... I don't really do this. Hotel rooms with men I just met..."
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 11:10 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: She was blocking him somehow. Her voodo mind waves were doing some weird shit. Was she not into him anymore? Did he need to shave all his hair off now? Did he do that weird cuddly handholding shit? What was going on? He just wanted to find what it was that made her this fantastic supernova.
"What's the matter?" Because she was stiffening up on him again and it was making him mad.
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: There was just enough wine in her brain to make her not run but there wasn't enough wine in her brain to not start overthinking things. She'd never ever in a million years get a guy as good looking as this one... but to see him so relaxed, like having sex with a strange girl was his job or something. She was just one in a long line. Isn't that what she wanted tho? .....No, she wanted to be special to someone forever. But it didn't look like she'd get that. She didn't think she was ever special to Mike, not for a a day. And when Greed loomed over her like that and kissed her, her brain scrambled and she started thinking again.... being special never or being special for at least one night...
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 9:51 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Shit! What the hell? She was back peddling so fast! He got up off the bed after freeing himself of his shoes. He kind of towered over her, stilling her with his hands on her shoulders. He held her face again and tried this kissing thing again. She was fucking crazy if she thought this wasn't happening. He was still horny, and he knew she was! Either that or he was completely confusing her signals.
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She made a face, this guy was so vain, "Maybe." followed by, "Thiswasareallybadidea..." a tornado of panic starting to swirl in her stomach as she took a step back when he started to casually undress.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 9:25 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote: "What do you have some kind of hairy mole or something?" Cause that could be a turn off. He started undoing his shirt, and trying to kick off his shoes unsuccessfully in the dark. He ended up tripping and landing on the bed. So far he was not playing this as smooth as he wanted.
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: The click of the lock made her swallow, it sounded so final... she still didnt move when he thew his jacket on the bed. But when he made a move to turn on the lights, she turned to him, her hands up, "NO!" she practically shouted, and then in a calmer voice that still had nerves wriggling in it, "Um... I mean.. can we.. just not turn the lights on...." adding a small and soft, "...please." to her request. Making it almost sound like it might be a deal breaker. She didn't like doing it witht he lights on with her own boyfriend. Ex-boyfriend.
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 11:22 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Zoe was this soft, scared little rabbit. He almost wanted to cuddle her because she hadn't said one damn word! He shut the door behind him, the harsh click of him locking it. He pulled his coat off and tossed it in that queen sized mattress. She was still hidden from him, he went to flick the lights on.
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: All Zoe could keep thinking was what the hell am I doing, what the hell am I doing, what the HELL am I doing?? But she kept walking like she wasn't in charge of her legs (tho it helped Greed was steering her along). When they were in the room, it made things seem a lot more real. She was standing in a hotel room that was lit by only the lights of New York City's skyline with a near stranger and... and.. was she really going to have sex with him? She stood frozen to the spot, not making a move towards him or the bed or the door. Just standing there.
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 11:14 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: It took him a moment, but he stood behind her, his hands sitting on her waist, guiding her towards the door. The walk over even seemed to take forever, including the one to the actual room. There was a giant bed right in the open door way enticing them both.
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: The problem was every time he kissed her, it sent a fog into her brain and before she knew it, she was off him, standing next to the booth and getting into her coat. She was very very vulnerable right now but she was still a grown woman... he wasn't taking advantage of her, she was choosing this all on her own. .....wasn't she?
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 11:04 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He was into this now, horny and really really wanting to pull that needy side out of her. He kissed her again, a little sample of what she could have as if to say 'come with me, you know you want to.' He was grabbing ahold of her insecurities and playing with them for his own gain. It was a terrible thing to do for his future to be, be he didn't realize he might be destroying it himself.
On Thursday, May 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Zoe was almost relieved when Greed seemed to not want to make the drive but then the clerk mentioned the hotel and now she was feeling a little nervous. Was she really going to go with him to a hotel? There would be no turning back then and she stayed frozen as the thought of it gripped her, the wine fighting to take control but this was big.
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 10:53 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Fuck that...." he bit on his fat bottom lip trying to think about the area they were in and what was nearby. There had to be somewhere. He looked around, licking his lips now as he mapped out that entire part of the city in his head. He'd just opened his mouth to speak when the associate they'd completely forgotten about chimed in, the broom hitting the back of the booth. "There's a hotel across the street." Maybe it would get them out of his store!
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 1:50 AM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She had to think for a moment, "Um.... it's about forty minutes." she didn't come to this side of town too often, there wasn't a reason to. But the bright lights of the W hotel were shining like a beacon through the glass store front right behind her. Zoe was like Cinderella, only if Greed didn't get her out of her dress by midnight, she was going to run away and turn into a pumpkin.
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 10:45 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Where's your place from here?" Greed asked in a breathy voice. His was too far, he didn't think he wanted Glutt to walk in and ruin this for him. Damn this girl liked to kiss. A lot. He kind of liked it too, he couldn't lie about that, he just wasn't used to so much prep work. He took in a deep breath, feeling his fingers tingly from where he'd had her dress gripped so tight in his fingers.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 1:41 AM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: It was kinda... exciting? In a way? She never did the whole kissing strangers... maybe even sleeping with them? She wanted to be really wanted for once. Not because he had to or was in a relationship with her or obligated to, but because it was his choice and he chose her and wanted her just for her, nothing else. She let him kick the kisses back up a notch, she had no idea what she was doing anyway. The kiss broke tho when the clerk whacked the mop against the side of the booth (causing Zoe to jump), "Hey hey, I don't rent rooms." clearly saying to them to get out cause this was turning obscene.
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 10:34 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Her kisses were so damn soft. They weren't like he expected. But he felt the desire dripping off of her. His arms unfolded and his hands went to her thighs, just kind of gripping through the material of her dress. He didn't know how to slow down though, it was hard for him to kind of reel his mind back, so he let her kiss him like that for a minute, but before long he'd snaked his tongue back into her mouth because it made him even more turned on. But he knew now at least that she wasn't going to fight him, she was giving in and that's all he wanted. She wanted to be desired and he returned it because he'd trained so well under Lust. He knew how to seduce, and he knew how to get what he wanted.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 1:22 AM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: The way he pressed her into him, forced her hands on his shoulders and she didn't open her eyes right away. It'd make it too real and she didn't want to go back to reality yet. But eventually they did flutter open and she stared into his eyes. They were so clear blue, they reminded her of the ocean. It was the one place she always felt at peace, calm, relaxed... and then before she realized she was doing it, she leaned in to kiss him this time. It wasn't wild and crazy, she'd never done anything like this before... but it was her first step stepping across that dark line into his territory.
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 10:16 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Once he knew he had her hooked, he let her face go, his hands going down her sides and his arms creating a hold on her that crushed her into him. Maybe he thought they could have sex right there (they'd completely forgotten about the associate who was busily trying to mop up the mess and figure out how he was going to kick them out so he could close shop), but it smelled in here, and not just the cupcakes. When he stopped for air (because damn he didn't know he could kiss for that long), he waited for her to open her eyes and he looked straight through as if he could see what she was thinking without her saying a word. And he could.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 1:10 AM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She wasn't sure what had gotten into her, somewhere in the back of her mind, there was a voice saying this wasn't her. She didn't kiss men she just met and enjoy it. She didn't think about actually sleeping with them. She wasn't the friday night girl! But his mouth was inviting and he kissed her like he knew how to kiss a woman. Maybe not kiss a Zoe. But a woman. And it was fantastic. She tried to say something but it was muffled and her eyes were closed and.. and.. he was a really really good kisser, it was becoming hard to think about anything else except that fact.
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 10:01 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He might be a selfish bastard, but Greed was very skilled in the art of addiction. That natural darkness, that aura of sin was a mix of excitement and enticing and he could smell her wanting him without saying a word. He was kind of a hound when it came to sniffing out people's inner desires. She said no, but her body language, the way she was slipping into that kiss, she wanted him and that's all he needed to feed off of. He let her wrists go, and grabbed her face this time, so he could keep her mouth from talking, just making her melt against him, wanting him.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 12:53 AM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Since she was already kinda on him, he didn't have to work very hard to keep her close. The way his tongue was in her mouth, goodness... she'd never been kissed like this before. "Let. Go." she growled out against his mouth, very hard to break the kiss when he had her captive like that. But maybe she wanted to be captive for once. Her ex-boyfriend did it, go out, meet someone, fuck them, why not? Greed here did it all the time. She was just another friday night to him, she wasn't Zoe. But maybe she didn't want to be Zoe anymore. No one wanted Zoe. Zoe got hurt and stepped on and no one wanted to love her. But as a random friday night, she would be desired for once in her miserable dating, really truly wanted even if it lasted for just a night.
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 9:43 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He was a wolf licking his chops, salivating on this tasty treat. It was just---URG----he couldn't figure this fucking girl out and it was a challenge he wanted to figure out. He didn't know what the hell his future self saw, and right now he was digging it. He held onto her wrist, not letting her try to get away, and when she tried again, this time with the other hand he grabbed it to. He couldn't even think of anything snarky to say, he was just intent on seeing what this girl did. The fact that he didn't know infuriated him and turned him on at the same time.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 12:39 AM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She felt panic when he grabbed her wrist. The wine was dulling down the part of her brain that was trying to tell her WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING A COMPLETE STRANGER IS GRABBING YOU AND HE MIGHT KILL YOU OR RAPE YOU OR SOMETHING! But Zoe wasn't listening to that part of her brain. She was swept up into his kiss again. It was so... dark and filled with nothing but pure wanting. Was it wanting for her? That was new... but still, she tried to slap him again.
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 9:31 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: God damn it she was like some kind of wild cat. He didn't know what she was going to do. The bottle dropped from his hands, hitting the floor and breaking into a million pieces, but that wasn't the deafening sound he heard. It was that damn slap hitting his face with a sting. She'd done the same thing before, hit him, when she was his Zoe, but not his Zoe, but this time it pulled out that abrasive side. The side that actually liked things rough. He growled at her like a feral dog, grabbing her hand at the wrist, that sadistic side wanting her to do it again, and the other side just wanting to kiss her again. Was that how she wanted to play? "That hurt," he said, with his teeth, but the flicker in his eyes said he liked it. He grabbed her face and kissed her again. She wasn't getting away now, because she'd woken up the hungry wolf.
On Thu, May 5, 2016 at 12:26 AM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She was breathing a little hard and her lips were wet with wine and him. The thing was... she almost liked the kiss. She was feeling wretched and having your boyfriend cheat on you (again), it just stung. She never felt desired and she didn't think Greed really desired her.. there was something... something she couldn't put her finger on with the way he was treating her but it had been weeks since she'd been kissed.. she liked kissing. She was a relationship girl, she just.. was terrible at relationships. And because she liked the kiss and because she was tipsy and because she needed someone to blame... she slapped him before he could even get the bottle near his mouth.
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 9:21 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: And maybe she should have been thinking of his mouth. Damn it! She broke away, almost with the same loathe as she had in the future. Fuck her! This was so making him fall flat on his face. What was he doing wrong? The warnings they'd given him in the future were completely lost on him as he was trying to fuck with the past. He put the bottle to his lips, completely content with finishing it off so she didn't have another drop to take.
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 11:57 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "Gimme--" she was so focused on the bottle, she hadn't even been thinking of his mouth. And why should she? But there it was on her. She kinda let him kiss her for a second, she was too stunned to stop it. She was tipsy tho, not drunk so she squirmed against him to try to break the kiss. So rude!
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 8:52 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Holy shit! What are you? A sea monkey?" Damn it, she was going to escape! Greed ignored the associate as he tried to hold the bottle as high as he could, but by now she was practically in his lap. What did he do with her? How did he get her to calm the fuck down and stop trying to steal his wine? He did what he'd done to the future Zoe, and she might react the same, he had no fucking idea. He kissed her.
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 11:40 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Zoe didn't even notice the associate, she was yelling, "Give IT!" and she wouldn't let go, if he hadn't been the one fighting wiht her, he would have been proud of her grip on the thing. When the clerk started talking, she let Greed deal with it, practically climbing on top of him to get the bottle away from him.
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 8:38 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "UH OH, NO!" he tried to jerk it back as they continued this crazy tug of war with the bottle. It was enough of a fight that the associate to the bakery came over to ask if they needed anything else. Did he have to call the cops? Didn't this go under disruptive behavior or something? He was a little nervous. This was his first night closing alone. He didn't want to have to tell the manager the next morning he couldn't handle it.
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 11:31 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She watched him drag the bottle over to himself but before he could bring it to his lips, her hands grabbed it and she pulled on it.. hard. She kept tugging on it and said, "You kept telling me to drink so leggo!" now she wanted more wine and he wasn't sharing.
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 8:24 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Greed's eyes were still wide when she slapped the glass down. He could take in a lot of alcohol, but that lonely hiccup told him this one was a lightweight, like most humans. He nearly poked her but she looked like she might topple onto the table. He pulled what was left of the wine bottle over to him and out of her reach. She wasn't getting anymore. He lifted up the bottle and downed what was left so she wouldn't be tempted to steal it from him. Maybe that hadn't been the best idea either.
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 11:21 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Most people could handle a couple of glasses of wine at least. Not Zoe. She drained that entire glass (and he had refilled it so graciously earlier so it was a full glass) all in one go. She put the glass down on the table with a snap and licked her lips, looking a little dazed. Then she hiccuped.
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 8:17 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Shit. That wasn't the reaction he'd expected. This chick was crazy. Whoever had fucked with her really did a number, and maybe he was the worst person in the world to try and pick up the pieces. How the hell had his future self dealt with this? Fuck. He watched her with wide eyes as she just threw back that drink as if it was just water. That was going to throw her for a doozy. "Fuck..." he mouthed out slowly. What the hell kind of fire had he just lit under her ass?
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 11:12 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She smacked his hands away and looked at him, really looked at him as he talked. And when he was done she said, "Bullshit." of course a guy like this wasn't capable of being sincere, "You aren't sorry at all." she said in an accusing tone, "And lying about it makes you even worse than before." and that just brought that anger and sadness back into her eyes as the whole act of him lying and being insincere about his apology triggered something in her. "I'm not some five year old having a tantrum that you need to placate you giant asshole!" tho now she was kinda starting to sound like one. "Why go ice skating? That isn't on your list of hobbies you like to do and I know you don't give a RAT'S ASS about me. So let's do what you wanna do, I don't see any video games or comic books but you want me to drink, right? Cause I'm SOOO stiff so here we go--" and she picked up her glass and didn't take just a sip, she took a gulp... and kept going...
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 8:03 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Heeeeey," he tried to put his hands on her shoulders to keep her from crawling her way under the table as if she were a rat in a sewer. "Do you know what kind of shit is on this floor?" he shivered at the thought. Disgusting. There was probably old nasty gum under that table too. He had to drop the asshole act, because clearly this wasn't going to get through to her. He didn't know what tricks his future self had used, but maybe he had to play the good boy for a little bit. Would that win her over? "Look, I'm sorry," Jesus those words felt like poison on his tongue. He almost vomited in his mouth saying them. "I didn't think I was even close to the truth," lie. He knew what he was saying and he knew it would stick. "Just finish some wine and we'll go ice skating? You'd like that right?" He didn't know shit about skating.
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 10:32 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She wasn't buying it for a second. "Then drink it yourself." she snapped and since he wouldn't move, she ducked under the table, she'd crawl out past him if she had to. Rude, arrogant, mean, asshole!
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 7:30 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Calm down. I'm only teasing." Though he knew better, he knew he'd gotten to her, and that had been the point. "I'm not wasting the wine, come on." He played that soft face, the puppy face that said he couldn't possibly be the horrible person he was. He was ruining this.
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 9:51 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She turned so red at what he was saying and when he nailed it on the head, she took a deep breath and looked equal parts sad and angry, "You... are a jerk." she said, the words practically coming out like venom. "I don't want to be here anymore and I most definitely don't want to keep talking to YOU." she shoved him as hard as she could cause she wanted out of this booth right now.
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 6:47 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "I'll get that out of you too. I bet you're a moaner." He snorted a little. She looked so freaked---and then there was a look on her face that he wasn't sure he liked seeing. Sadness. He didn't know why it offended him, but he tried to lighten her up. "You are. It's like you're afraid someone's gonna hurt you." He side eyes her. "What were you really doing at that party? Some guy dick you around?" He wasn't exactly any better, but he could get through to people, and he was gonna get through this one. She was already his right?
On Wednesday, May 4, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She frowned, "What were you-- oh." she turned red and looked away, he was such a vulgar asshole. When he nudged her, she jumped and actually looked a little hurt and very offended, "I am not stiff!" she took a bigger sip of her wine.
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 6:35 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"I wasn't asking about that, but that's good information." He was still staring at all her gold flecks and shimmer. He nudged her arm. "Are you always so stiff?" He filled what little she drank of her wine, already into the second bottle he'd ordered. He could get more out of her if she loosened up.
On Wednesday, May 4, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She barely noticed him helping her out of the coat, he was good at ninjaing clothes off people. "Knowing your name doesn't make you a not stranger. And even if you weren't a stranger, I still wouldn't tell you." she wiped her mouth and cleared her throat, "I don't know.. I like going ice skating." she assumed he didn't mean what she liked about sex. "And baking. Going to the movies."
On Wed, May 4, 2016 at 2:44 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "We've already introduced ourselves. I'm not a stranger anymore." He smiled helping her get out of that coat. That dress was impressive and it sparkled. His tongue was practically wagging. "Ok, you're not shy, then what do you like?"
On Wednesday, May 4, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Her coat! Oh crap... she coughed into a napkin as he kept going her face red but it was hard to tell if it was from embarassment or the coughing. She wiped at her coat and then unbuttoned it all the way to take it off so she could dab at it, shoving his hand away as the pretty gold confetti dress was revealed. "I am NOT shy." she was. "I just don't share personal details of my life with strangers!"
On Tue, May 3, 2016 at 9:23 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Greed took a napkin and tried to keep the dribble from ruining that pretty dress. He still wa Ted to see if he could get her out of it by the end of the night first. Of course if she spilled wine on it maybe she'd get out of it faster?
"I take you don't swallow well either..." He snorted still waiting for her to actually answer his question. "I dunno you seem really shy," nothing like the girl he'd met, "if you have do you even enjoy it?" What a horrible thing to hate. God, the idea crushed his soul.
On Tuesday, May 3, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She was taking another sip of her wine when he asked her THAT question and she pffffffffffffffft'd it out, some dribbling down her chin and onto her coat as she started coughing.
On Tue, May 3, 2016 at 8:42 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Have you even had sex?" Because the whole shy thing made it hard to know for sure. He looked over and saw more sparkle. This girl was more adventurous than he even thought she was.
On Tuesday, May 3, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She nervously took another sip of wine, avoiding his eyes, "Well I don't." she undid another button on her coat, feeling like she was heating up. "But chinese takeout is delicious." she'd give him that.
On Tue, May 3, 2016 at 5:32 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Oh come on don't all girls wanna know that?" He knew it made her uncomfortable, that's why he said it. He was quite lewd at the most inappropriate times. "I do like chocolate and egg rolls. Damn Chinese takeout is amazing." He ate a ton of fattening stuff most wouldn't think he could with that body. Greed could be a pig though, just like his brother.
On Tuesday, May 3, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She took another sip of her wine, "I rather know anything about you except your.. size. Anything. And my guess for favorite food is definitely not cupcakes." since he kept spitting them out.
On Tue, May 3, 2016 at 4:54 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Yeah? And I'm a selfish bastard. So, it's perfect." He did other things too, but no one ever really wanted to know those things. "Most girls don't even want to know why my favorite food is, let alone anything beyond what size my dick is." It sounded like no one cared about him at all, which was in the grande scheme of things quite depressing.
On Tuesday, May 3, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She frowned, "Sex is a hobby?" she'd never heard that before.. she looked at him as he blurted out his list. She didn't say anything for a full ten seconds and then said, "....those are all things to do by yourself." the beauty of video games, comic books and porn were they were all designed so you wouldn't need someone else.
On Tue, May 3, 2016 at 3:06 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He saw a flash of gold, and sparkles peeking out from her coat. His eyes instantly looked down. "I have other hobbies! Sex just happens to be my favorite." He grinned wide. He then thought about it and blurted it out. "I like video games, comic books and porn." He smiled again as if that wasn't a surprise.
On Monday, May 2, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Zoe opened another button on her coat so she could fiddle with her locket better, really uncomfortable with this talk. She finally picked up her wine glass and took a tiny sip. "Okay.... what else do you like to do?" she asked, wanting to get away from talking about Greed and sex and Greed having sex with tall skinny women since she obviously didn't fit in that category since she was a... what had he called her A hobbit sized marshmallow.
On Mon, May 2, 2016 at 8:48 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Yeah. I like sex." No, he was obsessed with sex. "No, has nothing to do with models. Tho, supermodels are nice, some are like fucking a damn piece of balsa wood. They're not very sturdy." Did he just downgrade his usual conquests? Shit! What was happening??? He drank another full glass of wine. Fuck this shit. She had to be an enchanted witch.
On Monday, May 2, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: There was a slight wrinkle of her nose, "You don't date... but you sleep with them." she raised her brows, "Ah, you're used to supermodels and they were just... models." she said like that was yucky but she was teasing him. She was playing with her locket, fiddling with it as she did when she was a little nervy. But hey at least they weren't talking about her anymore.
On Mon, May 2, 2016 at 6:19 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "I don't date." He didn't hang onto someone when their interest burnt out. "But yeah they wanted to get in my pants..." But he'd done something quite uncharacteristic of him. He'd just got up and left the cesspool he'd been wading in. He could have gone home with three or four girls and fucked all of them. Instead he was here? Drinking wine and eating cupcakes. He shrugged thinking of his fan club. "They weren't all that--" which was an odd thing to hear come out of his mouth. Those girls he been gorgeous, but it wasn't enough.
On Monday, May 2, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She raised her brows t his reaction, "What's so crazy about that? You seem like you date a lot. Every model in that party was trying to get your attention." and yet he was here with her....
On Mon, May 2, 2016 at 4:02 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He snorted his wine through his nose at her bizarre question. "What? No. That's crazy." Or was it? His future claimed she was his girlfriend. He wiggled his nose, feeling the burn in his nostrils. Wine wasnt so pleasant that way back up.
On Monday, May 2, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She wiped her finger with the frosting on the napkin and said, "Are you seeing anyone?" she looked at him, "Or more likely several someones as evidenced by the party." Okay so yeah, she's seen him inside for a hot second and thought he was cute and noticed that there was a harem draped all over him. she poked his arm with her finger, pressing into him silently telling him to move again before she undid a button on her coat, a hint of sparkle showing underneath.
On Sun, May 1, 2016 at 9:16 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He saw her finger coming at him, and he felt something weird inside do a somersault. He looked at her oddly as she took a moment to stop pushing him away to be in his personal bubble. He liked being invaded. "I'm a good listener." he said, but he wasn't yet with anything that wasn't about him. He hadn't learned that other people needed to talk to, he was just ahead of most of them too often to really slow down.
On Mon, May 2, 2016 at 12:04 AM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She looked incensed and rolled her eyes, looking away from him in a huff, "It's NOT a secret, I just don't feel like spilling my guts to a stranger." she looked at the wine but didn't touch it and then looked at him, "It's none. of. your business." she said and then without thinking about it, she swiped her finger quickly across the blob on the side of his mouth to take it off.
On Sun, May 1, 2016 at 9:01 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Oooo, someone's got a secret! Good thing I'm good at dragging them out of people." He pushed the wine back over to her taking a big bite of a cupcake right after. This time it was his mouth that had squished the cream right out of the cupcake. As he chewed he missed a spot on the corner of his mouth that had a fat glob of icing. "Let me guess. It's either death, love or getting fired. Which one?"
On Sun, May 1, 2016 at 11:50 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Zoe ignored the wine but was tempted.. but resisted for now. She looked taken aback by the question, "That is none of your business." and a very sore spot as indicated by the snap in her voice. The breakup was very fresh. "my friend dragged me along. I didn't want to come." she shoved at his arm, "And can you go sit on the other side please?" he was way too close for comfort.
On Sun, May 1, 2016 at 8:47 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Greed topped off her glass with what little she drank from it. He hadn't yet moved from the booth, nor did he have any intention of doing so. "So Zoooooeeee," he said again like a little kid repeating a name and spelling it out with elongated vowels. "Seeing anyone? What brought you to a hot party that you didn't want to dance at?" He wiggled his brow and fanned her as if it could get her to strip out of that coat any faster. He was also swigging down wine like it was water, and didn't seem quite as buzzed as a normal person should be.
On Sun, May 1, 2016 at 10:34 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "Yeah, it's great..." she said and slid the glass more towards him and away from her. Wine was dangerous. She really loved the stuff but things got kinda out of control when she drank it. She instead took a big bite of her cupcake again, thankful he'd forgotten about licking her but tugging at the collar of her coat cause him sitting next to her.. well it was getting warm.
On Sun, May 1, 2016 at 6:24 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote: He nudged her arm. "It's good isn't it?" He hummed into his own glass that he finished off and filled up agajn. He'd already been through a few glasses and there were still a few cupcakes he hadn't devoured and spit back out.
On Sunday, May 1, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "Doesn't feel good, does it? So cut it out and stop doing it to me." she was having a hard time keeping up with him and he was making her nervous and grabbed the glass and took a small tiny sip that just splashed against her lips, "There." but her tongue darted out and lapped up the liquid clinging to her lips... that was kinda yummy.
On Sun, May 1, 2016 at 12:57 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Owe! Stop that!" He took the paper towel from her and then pouted with his glass of wine. "You haven't tasted the wine." His interest immediately bouncing around on a pogo stick!
On Sunday, May 1, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She felt so embarrassed because she didn't know what was on her face and she flailed a bit when he wiped his finger on her face again, "Stop that!" she said. She frowned and looked down, absently brushing at her cheeks thinking he meant sprinkles from the cupcake she had been eating. But when he came at her with the napkin again, she grabbed his wrist and tried to keep him from rubbing at her face, "That HURTS." she said and she turned the wrist towards his cheek and scrubbed the dry paper napkin on his cheek so he could feel how coarse and irritating it was.
On Sun, May 1, 2016 at 10:23 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Why the hell is on your face?" And he wiped the powder concealer off with his finger. The makeup left a golden brown smudge on his finger. He rubbed it between his thumb and then off on a napkin. But when he played the voyour again, his face within her personal space he saw something glittering through the top of her cheeks. He took a napkin and wiped at it again. "Holy shit you have sprinkles on your face."
On Sunday, May 1, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She said, "No." she normally wore concealer when she went out to cover up her freckles but when she wiped her face, a good portion of it got rubbed right off and there were small streaks of concealer still like dust on top of her starbursts of freckles. "Can you back up..." she said since he had her cornered.
On Sun, May 1, 2016 at 10:02 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He turned to face her with. "What is that not a normal thing to say?" He crinkled his nose and stared into those brown pools. Damnit! Now her eyes were like---like---he wanted to fuck them too!
On Sunday, May 1, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She made a face, "What.....?" was he serious right now? He had to be joking. She couldn't move further away from him cause she was already squished against the wall.
On Sun, May 1, 2016 at 9:57 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "I just wanna lick you it smells so fucking good." Holy crap this girl. SHIT! She was kind of driving him insane and he hadn't even done anything. What kind of witchcraft was this?
On Sunday, May 1, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She looked like he just accused her of murder and slid away from him till she was squished against the wall in the corner of the booth so her hair was out of his reach, "It's just my shampoo..." and body wash and lotion. She didn't wear any perfume. And she looked a little insecure cause he kinda was making her feel like it was too strong and she stunk.
On Sun, May 1, 2016 at 8:48 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: That whiff of coconut island hit his senses again and right now it came off of her. He sniffed her hair and than looked at her with wide eyes. "It's you! You're what I'm smelling. Shit I thought I was going crazy!" And he was really.
On Saturday, April 30, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "Hey... hey! Your side of the booth is over there." she gestured to the empty other side, "See all that space? It is for you. So go." she said with big eyes and more waving of her hands but when he spit the cupcake out AGAIN she said, "Okay, what the hell is wrong with you, that is actual coconut."
On Sat, Apr 30, 2016 at 6:46 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Greed grumbled a few curse words and went up to the counter to ask just that. The kid gave him the coconut frosting with chunks of coconut through the German chocolate cupcake. Greed salivated and took a big bite of it while he sat back down, this time beside Zoe and squeezing her in the booth seat as he made way for his big butt. He chewed triumphantly, but after a few seconds, just as he he with the others, he spit the cupcake out.
On Saturday, April 30, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "Hey....!" she said with a frown and put down her cupcake as he was WASTING cupcakes! She grabbed his hand before he picked up another one, "Why don't you go ask the guy if he they sell toasted coconut cupcakes?" she suggested instead of him spitting out all the cupcakes he bought. She didn't realize he was smelling her, she never noticed the scent anymore cause she was so used to it. She just thought he wanted coconuts.
On Sat, Apr 30, 2016 at 5:53 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He took a huge bite out of another cupcake (after discarding its wrapper). He looked disappointed in its taste and he grunted, spitting it back out in a napkin. "What the fuck? Where are the coconuts?" He sniffed another cupcake and took a new bite, spitting it out as well.
On Saturday, April 30, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She looked at him with wide eyes as he stared at her like that and then blinked when he wiped her cheek again, her cheeks bursting with pink color. She broke that eye contact and grabbed a napkin, scrubbing it all over her face as if to make sure there was no cream left for him to try to 'clean'.
On Sat, Apr 30, 2016 at 5:04 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He smelled every single cupcake before looking at her accusingly. The bits of sweet cream on her face though, he couldn't help himself. He wiped it off her cheek with his finger again, this time licking it off while her eyes were on him. He went from silly boy to suddenly a tasty man who was seducing her silently.