Zoe (history_repeats) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2013-02-28 18:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | greed, zoe hansen |
WHO: Greed & Zoe
WHEN: 12:01 on Friday and the morning after
WHERE: Zoe's apartment
WHAT: Reunions and popping other questions
WARNING: Drug use and feels
11:59 pm on Thursday and the apartment was quiet and Zoe was in the bathtub surrounded by bubbles. That morning had been a disaster. She had decided to move in with Mike and things didn't go according to plan. No, because if they had gone according to plan, she'd be at Mike's with a bag and boxes and things. She wouldn't be at home listening to her ipod while soaking in the tub.
She'd drank almost an entire bottle of wine because she had yhoped it would keep her from getting drunk. The logic made sense at the time but it didn't do much to scrub her brain clean. When she found one of Greed's joints in the pocket of a pair of pants he'd left over (she was finding his shit all over the place, hidden in the weirdest places) she debated... she hadn't been high in years, not since her early days of college. Her body ached and her mind was a mess.
She threw open her bedroom window some and smoked the joint next to it, blowing out the smoke and coughing since it'd been awhile. When she started to feel completely light headed and not in as much pain, she decided it was the perfect time for a bubble bath and a trail of clothes from her room to the bathroom was left where she now was currently in bubble bliss. Her phone was... somewhere. She hadn't checked it since the morning and for the first time in weeks... no, months.. everything seemed like it was gonna be okay.
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With his experimenting it seemed as if Greed had dropped the ball on Zoe. In a couple of weeks he had played sweet, innocent, adorable and by the end just downright dirty. It should be a crime for church girls to be so naughty. He was pretty sure Mary had been the preacher's daughter. It made it even more kinky.
Still, as Thursday rolled around Greed was crawling outside her window on the dot. He'd actually stalked to Mike's first expecting to see Zoe there so he could kidnap her back. He'd brought rope and emptied out his trunk even. If it came to that. It was still a plan in progress since he wasn't still sold on his hypothesis yet, only that Zoe still outweighed all his other test subjects.
He knocked on Mike's door with the rope strapped over his back. "Where is she nutsack?" Greed pushed his way inside. Mike stepped back ready to pummel Greed's face. He guessed Zoe had been telling the truth when she said it wasn't about Chance. It didn't mean he didn't want to deck him in the face.
"She's not here. Do you see any boxes."
Greed sniffed the air. "I smell her." He looked around the apartment anyway.
"She came by but she didn't stay. You won." Mike grumbled.
Greed puffed out his chest with a wicked grin. "So fly your ass over to jersey already." He took the rope and shoved it in Mike's face, "go stick your limp dick somewhere else." It was a threat. He then patted Mike on the back. "Thank you for showing your true colors, it makes my job so much easier."
But now Zoe wasn't answering her phone so here he was crawling through the insane crack in her window like a cat. He checked the bedroom first. Empty. The living room was also empty. It was the smell of pot that drew him to the bathroom. He crossed his arms leaning against the door frame.
"So you didn't move in."
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Zoe had her earbuds in so didn’t catch what Greed was saying but his smugness sent the message. She narrowed her eyes as if she was trying to place him and then smiled, “Heyyyy.. I know you.” her eyes closed again, mellow in her bubbles.
They opened again and she frowned pointing a frothy finger at him, “Wait, I’m mad at you.” she looked at the wall, “And this is my bathroom.” she looked back at him, “Go away.” the joint she’d smoked was down to a nub and sitting on the side of the tub. She might be high but she knew she didn’t want to see Greed so he could do a victory dance when he didn’t even know what was going on.
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"You smoked my joint!" He rushed toward the tub where he snitched what was left of it. He poked her freckled nose and slapped some of her bubbly water.
He was there to gloat, but seeing her also helped calculate the end of this little experiment of his. He couldn't replicate her.
He took a drag of the joint and crossed his arms over the side of the tub. "What are you doing? Something change your mind?" He wanted to hear her say it was because of him.
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Zoe made a face when he poked her nose and put the ipod to the side, “I”m touring the pyramids.. what does it look like? You are ruining my tranquility.” she pffffffffft at a bunch of bubbles right in his face, “Go away.” she repeated and snatched her ipod up again.
For the first time it seemed she had forgotten she was completely nude and only covered by bubbles and water. But she was annoyed with Greed. No, she hated him. And she didn’t want to see him.
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Greed fingered the water, splashing her with a few flicks while he dragged out what was left of his joint.
"Well don't stop on my account, please continue being tranquil." He wasn't about to remind her she was naked. He would take a peek though until she remembered.
"So, how are those pyramids actually? I hear they're pretty big." Seeing her grumpy little flushed face made him giddy, and not just because he'd won...
"Wait you're mad at me? Why are you mad at me? I did what you asked. It's been six excruciating days." In fact he'd really needed that cigarette because his brain was kicking him in the ass because of her. If anything he should be mad at her! And he was!
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Zoe glared at him but with heavy lidded eyes. “They’re huge and spectacular. Wait..” she slapped her hands against the water, sending water and bubbles flying all over him and bubbles settled back around her cover her back up, “Yes I’m mad at you! And it hasn’t been excruciating because you were with Amanda or whoever so don’t lie and say it was... not.. fun.” she ended and paused as if she wasn’t even sure what her train of thought had been.
“And I can be mad at you if I want to be,” she said matter of factly without looking at him, “Because you are... you’re...selfish and an asshole and mean and.. and an asshole.” did she already say that one?
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"Wow I need to get you high more often this is hilarious." He wiped the bubbles off his face and shirt, crawling up on the side of the tub to sit perched like a cat.
"And it was Mary by the end of the week. Seriously, church girls are a little crazier than they used to be." He pushed his boot up against the tile wall watching her curiously. He still wasn't going to tell her she was naked or that he'd seen more than a hint of nipple during her splashing.
He moved closer, facing her from the other end, but scooted close to her. "Hey," he stopped to ask a little more seriously, wiping her cheek from suds with his finger. He bristled because he sensed this wasn't something he was going to like.
"I know you went to his apartment. You didn't just stand in the doorway." He wiped a cluster of bubbles off her mouth. "What's the matter?" Just because Mike was out of the picture now didn't mean he wasn't threatened by his lingering presence. The fact that that prick touched something of his sent a chill over him.
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She freaked out when he touched her, she hadn’t been paying attention and her body jerked away from him even at the slight contact with her cheek, “Don’t. touch me!” she said harshly, her hands gripping the sides of the tub till the knuckles were practically white. She brought her arms in and slowly slid down further into the tub, till the water came up to her chin. There was a hollow look in her eyes that was there even before she’d gotten high. She wasn’t having a bath just because it was relaxing, it was a way to have a bubble around herself. Water and the tub meant no one could touch her body and that was all she wanted right now.
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That was a jarring reaction. Not quite what he'd expected. His foot slipped into the the tub, then leg and he was dragging himself into her bubble bath, clothes and all.
"Sit up Zoe! What the fuck?" His hands pressed on the side of the tub, making room for himself as he hovered over her. If she didn't sit up straight, he would drag her out of the water and inspect every inch of her.
He looked over her face, lifting her chin to be sure there were no marks he should be aware of. She was hiding the rest of herself.
Greed dug his hands into the water. "I will pull you out if you don't tell me what happened," he snapped.
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The tub wasn’t that big and she yelled at him, “You’re invading my personal bubbles you hitler! My bubbles in my tub!”
She sunk even further into the water when he came after her and again reacted violently to his touch, “Get off!” she splashed a huge wave of water at his face to get him to back off and settled in the water uptil her chin again. “You don’t touch me. Mary happened. And Amanda happened. And Amber. Tiffany. Denise. June. April. And all the other months! New rule, you don’t see me until... six hours,” she held up five fingers, “..after you’ve been with one of your floozies. And you shower first. With a loofah.”
It was bad enough her body felt so mistreated but the thought of Greed touching her in any way while covered in his conquests made her skin crawl and she did not need that.
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Well, that was definitely a different turn. He sat on his knees, waist high in water, spitting out the wave of bubbles and soap in his mouth.
"For your information I'm clean!" He shouted back, shoving a wave of suddy water her way. "And now I've had a second bath." He was soaked now, his hair even dripping down the side of his face. "And that's five fingers not six." He pouted, moving his feet out from under him. It looked as if he'd get out of the tub, but instead he parked at the other end, his legs stretching out on either side of her.
"I fucked Mary last night by the way." And that morning but it definitely had been over six hours. He splashed another wave at her, causing some of the water to slosh outside the tub.
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Zoe pulled her legs closer to her since the tub was not that big and Greed’s fat butt wasn’t getting out of it. She moved her face away from the sudsy water though now some of her hair was wet despite being messily pinned up. She held up both dripping hands, “Now it’s ten!”
She grabbed the bar of soap and beaned it at his head when he said he fucked Mary the night before. She went back in the water till her chin, murmuring into the water, “My tub... stupid gross.. making my..” the rest of the words were lost and then she suddenly looked at him with narrowed eyes, “Why’re you here!? I didn’t let you in...” just now realizing that she had been in the tub the whole time and he appeared from out of nowhere and she didn’t know why he was here. It wasn’t to have sex because they couldn’t and it sounded like he was wells tocked in that department.
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" Are you really going to hit and throw things at my head all night?" He nudged her with his boot which collided against her side. He threw the soap back towards her where it plunked into the water. His fingers were already starting to prune. Her bath smelled like old lady lavender or something. Definitely girl smells.
"You left the window open." He pointed towards the door. "Are you going to stay here all night?" He tugged at one of her feet, pulling her toes.
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“If I have enough things yes.”
“I said don’t!” she lashed out again, really not wanting to be touched. Especially by him who just wanted flesh regardless of who it was. She was not some manufactured teddy bear. Though God knew she could use one right now. She jerked her foot out of his grasp and curled her legs to her chest protectively. She’d done this once before not too long ago. “Yes, I’m going to be here all night and all day tomorrow so go away.”
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"Would you stop!" He scooted towards her now that she had bunched up in the corner. The water sloshed around him all over the floor, suds and all, as if he were wading through trash to get to her.
"I smell like fucking lavender now. I haven't touched anyone in well over ten hours, would you stop this shit." He put his hands on her knees. "So you're going to have to build me another story because I'm clean as a fucking whistle." He'd dallied through a handful of girls to match her but not a one of them got him all bothered as her. She was totally free for groping and fondling right now and all he could think was what had that jackass done to her.
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“Why don’t you ever listen!” she squirmed with him just touching her knees. No amount of wine or pot was going to help her out. She felt sick and she really really didn’t want Greed near her as she shouted at him, “Well, I’m not!” she wasn’t clean. She didn’t feel clean. Her body ached. She just wanted to be left alone and he was making things worse.
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He wasn't going to stop. He was never going to stop. He would never just leave well enough alone when she told him to.
Greed draped his arms over her knees, fishing for her hands. Sex was the last thing on his mind. Just like the cop that had grabbed her, Greed could feel that dark place circling in his head, because someone else had hurt his favorite girl.
"What do mean you aren't clean? Your hands are fucking prunes. You've been in this soapy water for hours."
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Zoe shook her head and tried to move further back but her back was already against the tub. She felt suffocated with how close he was, “I can’t breathe..” she refused to give him her hands.
She reached over and grabbed a towel, kicking her legs to get him off as she wrapped the towel around her while still half in the water and stood up shakily. The substance in her body coupled with sitting in the tub for a while made her legs like jelly. The towel was soaked all around the bottom as she tried to get out of the tub with minimal sliding.
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As soon as she stood he followed seeing her shake on wavy legs. He was soaked clean through, his clothes dripping as he stepped out of the tub first. He tried to take her arm to offer some support but she still refused his touch. She nearly faceplanted the floor if he hadn't caught her.
He pressed her back up against him, his arms circling to be sure she could stand again. Even then he opted to carry her to her bedroom, his shoes squeaking against the floor.
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Zoe shivered in his arms and only made a weak sound of protest when he picked her up. “You’re wet...” was all she said when he carried her into her room. Her bed was a mess, she hadn’t made it before when she was curled up in it earlier and as soon as he deposited her on it, she pulled the covers up, the wet towel sloshing out the side and hitting the floor. She was naked under the covers completely and she didn’t care.
She kept her back to Greed and pulled her legs up to her chest as she curled into a ball. She didn’t know what to say to him. All the things that were coming to her mind were words he wouldn’t understand.
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Once she was settled he fished around her apartment for some clothes he'd stashed in various places, one being the pair of jeans she had pulled the joint from. "That's the last time I leave pot for you to find." He stripped out of his wet clothes, drying off before crawling onto the bed. He pulled a few stringy hairs away from her face, cuddling up behind her so he could drag her back into his arms, not even getting under the blankets. She had repelled him enough.
"What's the matter, Zoe?" He whispered softly, still without any idea of all the things she was thinking. She was shivering he just wanted to keep her warm.
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She flinched when he moved the hair out of her face, her body was tense and locked up when he cuddled her. She didn’t look at him, didn’t know what to tell him, a lot had happened in six days. She’d thought things and was so sure and then in one day everything came apart. So she quietly said the only thing Greed would care about since his toaster was making toast elsewhere, “I slept with Mike.”
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Greed grumbled when she spoke those words. It was a sock in the gut. He laid his head down against the back of her shoulder feeling his own muscles tense for an entirely different reason.
"And how did that go?" His voice was just as tense, angry even, but he kept his cool because his precious thing, this girl he couldn't replace, was hurting. He always wanted to fix her, but glue wouldn't work for this. He petted her softly, leaning in to look at her even with her back turned, his hand sliding up and down her arm.
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She was surprised he was still nestling against her. His precious toaster was tainted now, wasnt it? Her body was still tight, not giving an inch to let her relax. After the past two weeks it was telling her fuck you and we’ll be in defensive mode full time now. She scoffed and didn’t say anything but the fact she was here and not with Mike kind of spoke for itself. “How do you do it?” she didn’t answer his question but asked one of her own. Maybe there was something wrong with her in how she took Mike’s.. advances.
She clarified, “With all these women.. do you just..” she lightly shrugged, “..go at it? Grab them and dig in?”
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She was tainted, but he was invested now. He didn't see it as her fault, he saw it as someone else trying to stamp themselves on what he had already laid claim to. "I can set fire to his dick." He was worried about her, he didn't like her coiling away from every faint touch, because he'd needed this from her.
He took a moment to reply, letting out a sigh. His hand stop moving down her arm, turning her softly to see if she would look at him.
"Usually, but you forget I've been trained by Lust. I don't usually have a problem sexing a girl up first. By the time its in she wants me." He touched her face with the back of his hand. "Why?" His voice showed his concern, he didn't like that she asked.
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Zoe made a face, "He didn't rape me.." which is what he was making it sound like. She wouldn't look at him even when he turned her, her face still towards the wall. "You're not a poodle." she said dully when he said he'd been trained by his sister.
The look on her face showed his answer wasn't the one she was looking for. "By the time it's in she wants you? Shouldn't she want you from the get go?" she wanted to look at him but didn't, "How long does it take you to get to the finish line?" because he didn't make it sound like he took his time. It was a race, how many girls, how many times. Efficiency, right?
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"Well fuck Zoe, I don't know you keep coiling away from me. What am I supposed to think?" He kept stroking her face with his finger expecting her to break out into tears because its what she did. She was the leakiest human he'd ever met.
"I can seduce! Depends on the girl. You all have different buttons." It's almost like she was more mad at him and not Mike.
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Zoe refused to cry. Yet anyways. She was trying to be strong and hold it together. She swatted his hand away, "Not seduce!" she ugh'd and shook her head, scooting away from him a little, going back on her side. "Don't you... I don't know, you're with all of these different women, do you just do it and you're done?"
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"I'm answering your question! Why the fuck are you mad at me? I'm not the one that stuck it in." He was upset now because he didn't know how to fix this. He didn't understand where she was getting at.
"I keep going til I'm tired. I don't know Zoe." He sat up looming over her. "What is this about really? I'm used to fucking, but you're the one that described some other worldly paradise and I haven't found it yet." He was getting angry. "I tried but...I want you." And he couldn't get her to understand just how bad he wanted what she described.
"What did he do Zoe? Tell me?" He was almost pleading her.
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Zoe didn't know how to tell him. She wasn't mad at him. She was. But not about this. She grabbed onto her pillow as he got more upset, letting out a dry laugh, "Well I didn't find it either." sex with Mike had been anything but. She looked at him incredulously when he said he wanted her. For a moment it meant something, for a split second a softness was about to enter her features and then she shook her head a little as if killing the thought. She was the shiny toaster he couldn't operate without burning, of course he wanted her. His collection wouldn't be complete otherwise.
She clutched the pillow again, "Nothing.. I.." she took a deep breath, "I went over there to tell him I was going to move in. I was going to do it but when I was there.. I just wasn't ready. I don't even know who I am right now and I don't want to be trying to figure that out with someone who is pressuring me. Especially someone who hasn't shown me that they're making room for me in their life. He's trying to wedge me in, not make space. He's right he has changed.. but so have I. We started drinking and talking.." she trailed off and covered her face with a hand, "Chance this is weird talking about with you.."
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Greed kissed her forehead. "I'm sorry," he whispered, his lips still pressed against her head. He didn't even know what it was like, but he wanted to give her that moment. She was this precious object, like Gollum and his ring. He moved his hand through her hair again in soft motions. He kissed her cheek next, apologizing again as if he could change it. "You are so beautiful," he reminded her, a murmer in her ear.
When she was hurt he always jumped in to protect her, as he did all the things he kept close. This week despite what she thought had driven him crazy.
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Zoe's lips turned up a tad in disbelief. She didn't know why Greed was apologizing and for how much he hurt her, he always managed to also soothe her. She shook her head when he apologized again, her eyes closing at his kiss. "Yes, I'm very shiny." she said flatly. Shiniest toaster out of the box.
She turned her head to look at him, her eyes swimming with tears as she finally admitted to him what the problem was, "It... hurt." and the look she gave him was one that clearly said she wasn't talking about emotional pain. Mike had tried to eat Zoe up in one big greedy bite and hadn't bothered to see if she was... ready. Her legs fidgeted under the covers and she pulled them in to her again. "I said I wasn't going to move in and we had wine to say goodbye and he started kissing me and I thought why not. Here is a guy that wants just me so why not." she was kinda disgusted that that's what it came down to. Why not. Because no one else would so why not.
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He kept toying with her hair while she talked, getting lost in those big brown eyes. He'd missed looking into those giant eyes. "It still hurt?" He ghosted his fingers across her face, wiping over her tears.
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She nodded, "How would you feel if someone tried to jam a cactus up your nose?" she closed her eyes causing another tear to spill, "I don't even know if it counts.. we were kissing and then just.. wham. I froze, it hurt so much.. I told him to stop and I left."
She opened her eyes when she felt his fingers barely touch her. "Tell me you're nicer to the girls you're with.. that you hold them and kiss them and tell them how much they mean to you even if it's for just an hour.. that you bother to take your time and even if she isn't that you make her feel special just for that night.."
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He brushed her face again, as if her face were a delicate flower. "But I don't hold them and tell them those those things." He had this week because he'd hoped those things would give him a tenth of what he saw with her.
"I hold you and tell you those things."
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Zoe just looked at him and while any other girl would have swooned to be told that, the look on her face was as if he'd told her he ran over her puppy.
She didn't say anything but she didn't move away, just lowered her gaze and tried to take comfort in his presence. She hadn't slept properly in weeks and now that it was over, she was still tense and achy but maybe not on such high alert.
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Greed held her as she slept, just a few hours. He held on as tightly as he could, keeping her away from the rest of the world.
He was asleep by the time she started to stir, finally comfortable with someone in his bed.
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Zoe slept soundly, better than she had in awhile. It felt so familiar and comfortable, the two of them in her bed. When she woke, it was... nice. Being there in his arms. "Greed..." she said quietly to see if he was awake.
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He hadn't slept much during the week either. He'd been running at full speed for days, driving himself up and down all over the place waiting for her answer, meanwhile realizing the own answer to his experiment. It all pointed to her.
He snuggled with a light whine when she called his name, his eyes still heavily closed wanting to keep sleeping.
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It must be four or five in the morning, still night and so quiet... and in the moonlight he looked almost like an angel. Not that she'd ever tell him that. He'd be insulted she was sure. Her nose touched his lightly as she watched him sleep. Her chin tilted up, her lips less than a breath away from his but she paused. What was she doing? She turned her lips in and turned her head away. She was crazy.
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She was so close, he could feel her lips on his. In his mind she was all over him, he could feel her warm against him, calling his name.
He shuffled in his sleep with another whine because he was waking up and he didn't want to yet. "What?" He mumbled in a sleepy blur still with his eyes closed.
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Zoe smiled a little. She'd missed him. She was so close to him, her nose was still almost touching his, "What're you dreaming about..?" she asked curiously in a hushed voice because he seemed really resistant to waking up.
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He curled his hands under his head with a smirk on his face. "You." In ways she wouldn't want to hear about, all the dirty little things he wanted to do, all the places he wanted to touch.
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Zoe let out a short laugh because it was an expected answer but it pleased her secretly. She watched him, her own expression not as guarded since his eyes weren't open. "Are we having tea..?" her voice still hushed because the atmosphere called for it.
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His sleepy grin grew wide, "Tea? No." He mumbled shuffling under the covers like a little boy being prodded to get up for school. He snickered, a childlike giggle. "My fantasies do not include tea."
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Her own smile started to grow just by watching his, it was infectious. Their bodies weren't touching since hers were under the blankets but she wriggled a little closer to him, "What do they include...?"
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The more she talked the more he started to come to wake up but he continued to cuddle the pillow. "You don't want to know..." It was practically a porno in his head, which was the opposite of how he treated her. But, his dreams were his own to keep if he wasn't going to get out of her what he wanted...for now at least.
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Truth was she did. She had struggled with it for so long and even today it was the same tug of war. Feelings, relationships, all this nonsense that made her head and her heart almost as bad as her nethers did. Her lips brushed against his as she said quietly, "Tell me..."
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He opened his eyes then at the whispy feel of her lips and breath. "Aren't my fantasies mine to keep? We've established I don't share." He smiled but those giant eyes of hers were begging...it mimicked the doe-ball glassy stare he'd seen in his fantasy. Her hitched up and wrapped around his waist, short of breath. "Just you and me in a dark room. Filing cabinets, you in a short skirt and heels two inches high. It was sexy." He puckered that bottom lip. "You woke me up before the best part."
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He opened his eyes then at the whispy feel of her lips and breath. "Aren't my fantasies mine to keep? We've established I don't share." He smiled but those giant eyes of hers were begging...it mimicked the doe-ball glassy stare he'd seen in his fantasy. A fantasy of her hoisted up against a wall and wrapped around his waist with a shortness of breath. "Just you and me in a dark room. Filing cabinets, you in a short skirt and heels two inches high. It was sexy." He puckered that bottom lip. "You woke me up before the best part."
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Zoe smiled softly now that his baby blues were right there, "Well you kinda already are.. I'm in them apparently." She listened to him, a pinkness to her nose and cheeks that she hoped he couldn't see in the mostly dark room. "Chance.." she said in a whisper, "We're in a dark room.. and I'm naked next to you and I still have my clothes on in your dreams?" her amusement was apparent even in her hushed voice.
She knew what he was talking about but still asked innocently, "Really.. what happens next?"
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"It was a heated moment...fuck clothes. I don't know. Maybe its my subconscious drawing up a barrier," like his body did when her feelings got in the way of their make-out sessions. He grumbled turning his back to her now and craddling the pillow in his grip tightly. She was teasing him now and he didn't like it. "What do you think happens next?" He huffed, "Big volcanic erruptions on the top of the pyramid of Giza." Well, that had come out ass backwards.
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Zoe grinned because he was a doof and her mouth dropped open a little when he turned his back to her. "Oh okay..." she leaned up and put an arm over him, her hand pressing down on his side of the mattress. "I thought it'd be something more like this.." when he'd look at her, she leaned down and kissed him. He might have been joking about volcanic eruptions before but this kiss would make it a reality.
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Fuck that kiss. Fuck everything about her mouth because his head went spinning. Her lips were two suction cups gluing his immediately. He rolled into a slightly more comfortable and flattened position on the bed, his hand clung to her face to keep it right there. He immediately dove into it, drinking up the necter of those lips. Fantasies could never compare to the real deal.
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He'd asked her last week what she wanted and the first answer that had popped in her head had been you. If she stripped away logic and reason and being sensible and smart.. she was left with Greed. So why not take a page from his book and take what she wanted. No, he'd never have feelings for her like she did him, and he could never commit, and she was just a toaster. But would one night be so bad? Her kiss was probably closer to his fantasies because there was a hunger to it. But it wasn't influence that was causing it, it was him. She just wanted him.
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It had to be a dream because she had never kissed him with that much desire before. Influence aside he was rubbing of on her and her decisions without meaning to. She fell into a natural pace with him. They had common ground and saw each other for what they were, but Greed still thought he was dreaming.
Both hands held her face, giving her an open invitation to keep going because he was definitely going to keep drinking. At least in his dreams he didn't overheat. But even the heat rising against his skin didn't clue him in.
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Zoe wasn't pulling away, if anything, she was trying to get closer. Her naked arms went around his neck to intensify the kiss. No, she'd never kissed him like this before but she'd never had this driving need to do it either. She'd always wanted him but she buried it so deep that she never realized how much till right now. And in this moment she was willing to give up all the reasons why they shouldn't because there was at least one reason why they should.
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She was dropping all those walls that she had built so high to keep him from climbing..so he broke them down with a sledge hammer and she kept building. She had had a terrible time with Mike since the beginning as he'd promised her she would. In the end his plan had worked...except...
He dropped his hands from her face, cascading down her neck a.d down her back. He didn't think for a minute she would still let him this close. "Fucking dream," spoke against her lips, feeling her mouth tangle so deep with his that neither of them should have been able to breathe.
He wouldn't be able to drove through this one long because she wasn't slowing him down at all. That dizzyness hit him hard but he wasn't about to just wake up now.
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He thought he was dreaming? Zoe didn't know what she was doing so maybe she was dreaming too. But he was warm and she knew that this was real. How many times had he been in her bed curled up next to her and she resisted? She had fought him for six months. She had fought this moment for six months and today, she was tired of fighting. One hand went in his hair as the kiss didn't break, breathing didn't seem important right now. Her love for him was apparent, she could never hide it in her kiss but there was a surge of urgency. It was an I want you kiss. An I need you one.
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Greed dragged her on top of him, sheet and all, his hands finding curves to touch, his fingers curling against her skin. Her name was just a whisper against her lips, his cheeks warm already. She knew he would bust into flames before ever stopping, or before his body broke down. Her emotions always got in the way, and yet not one night with Amanda, Aubree, or Mary felt this good.
He left imprints on her skin where his fingers dug in, she was fueling this fire herself this time. Eventually it would extinguish.
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For a moment Zoe had forgotten that Greed turned into the human torch with her kisses and it was glorious. That forgetfulness. She finally understood what they meant by ignorance is bliss. But he was heating up fast and she knew it was too late to slow it down. She broke the kiss breathing hard, looking at him and knowing he was just ready to drop. She hated that she did this to him.. "Chance, do you want me..?" she asked softly close to him before he would completely go. He had his pick from a million girls, would he really want to go through this torture just for her?
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From his nose to the tips of his ears were red hot, his brain still trying to function on autopilot now. Her words were fuzzy trying to get the question before he zoned out. She finally had a taste of this insatiable hunger he had at all times.
"Yes, yes, yes..." His fingers were digging trenches in her sides now. He'd wanted it from the beginning, did she really even ask that question?
There was a blinding flash of light that scanned across and before he could say anything else he was out, his hands still braced on her body as if he were grabbing even with limp arms.
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Zoe looked at him expectantly, part of her wondering if he'd say no but he said yes. Over and over. She could feel it in his words, in his grip. And then he was out. Zoe sighed and folded her arms on his chest and looked at him. And she watched him till she slowly fell asleep, right there on top of him, using him like a pillow like she used to do. It was the best night's sleep she'd had all year.
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His head pounded when he finally came to, his body having made room for that comfortable Zoe-shape the rest of the morning until the light started to break in through the window.
He stretched wide, having slept the second hardest since Satan's giant mind-fuck. There was something missing though when he climbed out of the little bed. Greed rubbed his eyes, padding out of the bedroom to find the apartment still empty. "Zoe?" He asked the bare room finding no other sign of her which made him start to think she had skipped out. Or she was kidnapped. Neither of which made him any less comfortable.
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A few minutes would go by and the apartment was quiet, not even Gabe was home. When Greed was one step away from thinking (or more likely doing something crazy, there was a jangle of keys and the door opened. Zoe stepped in with a small pink box in her hand and a paper bag under her arm, keys in one hand and a bagel in her mouth that she was using her teeth to hold on to so she could get the door open.
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Greed had already climbed out of her bedroom window to the fire escape where he had rapped on the neighbors windows insisting they had stashed her. A few dashed attempts and he slid back through the window to see her inside.
"Where the fuck did you go?" He hadn't been prepared to wake up without her.
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Zoe didn't know it yet but she was most likely going to have to bake 'i'm sorry my not-boyfriend is crazy' things for the neighbors so they didn't band together and kick her and Gabe out on the street. She raised her brows at the less than friendly greeting and held up the box and bag, "Um.. to get cupcakes and bagels for breakfast?" she chuckled a little, "I live here, you know I'd have to come back eventually right?" she gave him an odd look as she opened the pastry box.
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He stopped taking a look with one hand on his hip while he scratched his head. "Oh. I thought you'd been kidnapped or something." Though he was the only insane boy to actually try it himself for his own greedy purposes.
She was definitely a different girl this morning. She was smiling. She was lively. Not throwing things at his head or jerking away from him. "I like this look on you." He'd missed it. Mike had taken that shine away. Now Greed had polished her to shine once again.
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Zoe poured coffee in two mugs, "Nope, only person that's ever been interested in kidnapping me is you and you're here." by now his creepiness was like water off a duck's back.
She furrowed her brow and looked down at her outfit, which was track pants, tank top and a zip up sweatshirt that was only half up that had a hood. "Really? They're just sweats..." she was feeling more relaxed. She didn't know if it was the wine, the pot or.. Greed.
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He came around from the bedroom doorway to where she was in the kitchen. He watched as of she was the afternoon bird watch. "No I mean this," he gestured to her face. Even her posture was different. The way she carried herself with more confidence. "You're not the girl I've seen over the last month." The one Mike had picked and programed. Did Greed have to put a lock and key on her now.
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Zoe put her hands on her cheeks and then smiled a little and shook her head, "I have no idea what you mean..." she took out two cupcakes from the box and put them on the table. Her had crumbled oreos as a topping and his had yellow sprinkles. "There's also bagels.." she had a seat at the table and wondered why he was so... normal. Well, as normal as Greed got. But he had yet to mention the night before.
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He hadn't mentioned it because in Greed's head it had been an awesome dream. One that could have put him cardiac arrest, but felt so good going down.
"You threw shit at my head and nearly drowned me in a bathtub last night.." He rubbed his temples still feeling the aftershock of her gluttonous makeout session. He grabbed her coffee quickly for one giant swallow. "Smiles are much better." It looked good on her. Even with duct tape her not been able to pinch and pull the girls he took home to mimic hers.
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Zoe gave him a look and let him have her coffee and she picked up the second mug for herself. "Yeah... I was upset.. and high. And I think still drunk. It wasn't a good combination. I'm sorry." she smiled at him softly and sipped her coffee, "I thought I'd made up for it though...?" since he hadn't had complaints when she kissed him. She swiped her finger through the frosting on his cupcake.
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He snorted into his coffee when she said that. He didn't even grab at the cupcake she practically licked by theifing the frosting. "Shit, that wasn't in my head?" He asked, feeling coffee go straight up his nose which made him dance around with a paper towel to wipe it off.
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Zoe swallowed her laughter at his reaction. It was precious beyond words, her only regret was she didn't have a camera. She kept a straight face and asked quizzically, "What.. wasn't in your head...? I was talking about the cupcake." she pointed to his that had some frosting now missing. She waited a good three seconds but a small laugh slipped out and she smiled, resting the tips of her fingers against her lips, "Kidding..." she wasn't that mean to let him think the whole thing was a dream, but she couldn't resist teasing him. He deserved it for the hell he put her through normally.
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His nostrils burned, but that coffee had gone down now. There was no way to route it back up. He wiped his nose again. Almost immediately he got in her face, leaning his arms on the counter so that nose touched nose. "That was one hell of a kiss," those blue eyes were clamped onto hers. "What happened?" Did he die and resurrect?
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Zoe's eyes grew wide and bright when Greed got right in her face and was so close. But she never minded him close to her, she was so fearful of losing people she loved that it was kinda.. nice to have him so close a lot of the time. "Yes.. it was." she agreed, her nose turning a little pink. She swallowed and winced a little, "You.. don't remember?" there was a flicker in her eyes. A small fear in her that maybe he'd been caught up in the moment the night before and hadn't realized what was happening.
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"Vaguely. I feel like I have a hangover. I thought I dreamed the whole thing..." He scrunched his up, inspecting her through squinty eyes. "Because if you just gave me a greenlight and it didn't really happen that's just fucking mean." He growled a little, nipping her lips with a quick kiss.
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Zoe put a hand on his chest as he leaned in and stole a kiss, her muffled laughter against his lips. He hadn't stolen a kiss in a long long time now it felt. "I gave a... not quite as red light." now that it was morning and she was looking right in his face, it was a little more awkward but she told him honestly, "I don't know what to do with you. There's a lot of questions in my head..."
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"A yellow light?" That was still a pause button. He eyed her suspiciously. He slid back to contemplate the shy girl that now stood there, still happy, and then slid right back up close and personal.
"What kind of questions?" As if he were doing an interigation without spotlights and handcuffs.
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She nodded slowly, they could consider it a yellow light. She laughed a little when he got back in her face. "You are creepy, you know that? And questions.. that you've never been able to tell me the answer to." she sighed and looked at him, it really wasn't fair. They'd had their share of moments where they got swept away only to get deposited back on the shore because of what he was. "Questions that I don't want to answer. Because--" ugh, her mind was so filled. She shook her head and looked at him, "We're not back together. We can't. But we're kissing. It's confusing." she didn't say they'd stop, but it was something new for her.
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He gave her a wicked grin. "I can go through a yellow light." He'd also run a red light, obviously her dating joy ride hadn't stopped him either.
The more she didn't say the more he wanted to know. "Questions, what kind of questions?" He nipped her lips again. Aside from the night before the last kiss he'd gotten was when Mike first entered the picture and she slower his ass down in a kiss he still could never replicate with any of the girls he had plowed through to replace her.
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Zoe whined a little when he went for her lips again, "This. Like this." she reference his kisses, "What does it mean? And what do you want it to mean?" her arms loosely rested on his shoulders as she awaited his answer. They weren't in a relationship but she didn't want to be just some notch in his belt.
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"You always try to give me boundaries," he settled for another kiss not as quick, tugging on her lip softly between his teeth when he pulled back. "Last night you didn't," he spoke softly.
He huffed toward her questions as if she should have gotten it by now. He did. It two weeks and nearly five or six girls but he got it. "Two weeks, six girls and I still couldn't replicate you." He pulled her arms down, wrapping them around his waist. Everything she gave him was a thrill he couldn't get anywhere else. "I can't make another you." Why did it have to be anything else?
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Her lashes lowered when he went for another kiss, this one not as chaste. It was a toss up at what made her blush, the kiss or the mention of the night before.Her arms went around his neck but she frowned when he started talking, "You were trying to replicate me with other girls?" she gave him a look like she definitely needed him to explain what the hell he'd been doing.
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"It started with Amanda and ended with Mary." He'd told her that when she was tub soaking. "I told you this when you were mad at me and hiding in the tub like a damn sea monster." He kissed that frown. He wanted to see more smiles. He'd seen her frown and be on edge for too long. "If you ended up with limp dick, what was I gonna do? I wanted a Zoe. So, I experimented but it didn't work."
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"I thought those girls were just part of your collection.." she didn't know he was trying to actually replace her. She lightly hit his chest and smiled a little, "You jerk. If I'd moved in with Mike you'd have gotten a Zoe 2.0? What would you have done with me if your experiment had succeeded?"
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"No, they were lab rats. You know the twins that time." He pouted, come to think of it that experiment failed too.
"I dunno. There wasn't a Zoe 2.0 to work with. Though Mary was pretty cool---" the problem is most became predictable, Zoe he learned all her habits and features but she blew hot and cold as often as he did.
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Zoe huffed, not pleased to hear someone cam close, "Well maybe you should try Mary for longer." she stuck her tongue out at him and clasped her hands behind his neck, "You know, you weren't too fond of me at first." she smiled when she realized they were having a conversation while in an embrace. It was weird but she liked it. Normally people sat next to each other, she and Greed liked to be tangled, "What were you gonna do with her? I mean if she had worked. Watch movies? Stalk her?"
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"Mary was a kinky church girl. I was going for good god damnit and I got a kinky preachers kid." His hands rested on her waist, his thumb brushing under the hem of her tank top.
"You slammed me with a brick wall, I was a little stunned. You've been throwing walls up at me since I met you." Now his hand brushed that soft, delicate skin.
"I don't know. Most of them weren't fond of stalking or stretching their face with duct tape..."
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Zoe made a face, "Oh shut up, I'm sure you loved it." her lips parted when his hand went further on her skin, "I'm not a good girl, but that didn't mean I wanted to fall for a bad boy." those walls were necessary, she felt naked without them. Like right now.
But she burst out laughing when he said what he did to them, "Are you kidding? You.. duct tape?" she cupped his face in her hands and kissed him, "You adorable little psycho." she looked at him and said seriously, "If I ever get another boyfriend, I wouldn't want him to be like you. Because I wouldn't ever want to replace you. I don't think I could. I like you as you. And if anyone tried to be you, I know they wouldn't even come close." they had both been trying to replace each other. He'd try to replace her as a person, she'd been trying to find someone to have a relationship with so she could let him go.
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Greed nodded, "I did kinda love it." He wouldn't deny it. "She can't make spaghetti though."
When she didn't protest to his fingers, he brushed them in a back and forth motion so her akin prickled with a sheen of goosebumps.
"What? Their eyes were fucking small!" He used his other hand to emphasise the pop of her eyes. "They ended up looking like some scared rabbit."
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Zoe gave him a disgusted look and put a finger to his lips, "Just shhh." she did not want to hear about Mary or any other girls any more. "You're insane." she said matter of factly and kissed him again briefly.
She looked at his features just admiring them before she seemed thoughtful and then said, "Wanna do something? Get out of here? Just the two of us?" they hadn't gotten to spend a lot of time together in the past month, even when it had been the two of them, it hadn't been that way for long.
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He draped an arm around the small of her back, dragging her against him. The other arm followed rocking her back and forth. "Mmmm, that sounds like a good idea." She fit so snuggly against him, then again he was developing a little more padding than usual. Even with the weight lifting and workouts.
"Where to?" He seemed so content now that he wasn't competing with some sleezey mortal twit.
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She bit her bottom lip and grinned when he brought her in close and part of her ached because this is what she wanted on a more permanent basis and she knew she couldn't have it. She nestled into him, despite how muscular he was, he was warm and perfect to snuggle into, "Well... we could go to the movies. We never did get to see Wicked so there's that.." she raised her gaze up at him and rubbed her lips together before putting her head back on his chest, "And then there's pizza or chinese or... we.. could.. go.. to.. Purnuškės...." she trailed off.
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He was contemplating Chinese sweet and sour chicken when she confused him. "Pur--what? That a new restaurant?" It didn't click in any way that she might not be talking about food.
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She smiled, her cheeks were turning pink but she looked up at him, "Not exactly... well.. not at all. It's in.. Europe. Lithuania. It's kinda rustic. It has a lake and woods and fields..." she looked off to the side as she talked about it, tripping over her words, "..and it's kinda famous, not famous famous but it's known for one.. particular thing.." she finally looked back at him, "It's the center of Europe."
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He didn't need a history lesson. He expected her to say it was the richest place on earth or had an underground fallout shelter or something.
"You mean like Kansas?" He hadn't considered Europe before.
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She squeaked out "Kinda?" she covered her face with her hands, her cheeks absolutely burning because it was kinda mortifying standing in front of a guy suggesting hey they could go half way around the world if he ya know, wanted to bang. She dropped her hands, her body stiff, "Or you know, there's pizza on 6th street." she could not look him in the eye as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, wanting to just move on from the moment that seemed to be stretching into an eternity.
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She was asking him this time. When she wouldn't look at him he released his grip, sliding his arms down so he could pick her up and where she had to stare down at him and not away. "Are you kidnapping me for sex?" He laughed, setting her down when she blushed further...
"What about the whole Mike thing?" When she had attempted sex with him and was all so not touch feely.
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Zoe put her hands on his arms when he lifted her up, "No!" she exclaimed with a laugh but her face was completely red.
She moved her hands to rest on his chest when he set her down and looked at him, "You mean the sledgehammer he hit down below? Well we'd need to plan the trip, it's not like it's going to happen right now. I'm hoping by the time it's time to... when.. by the time we leave I'll be okay. Because I want to. With you." and if it was possible she turned redder, "I mean, I wasn't sure if you'd even want to.." she eyed him, "...Since you still haven't said yes or no..." and it was sort of putting her on the verge of a panic attack.
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"You compared him to a fucking cactus. This just happened yesterday. Cause there's no going back once we're there..." In his own way he wanted her to be sure because he'd likely want this to not be just a one gig kind of show.
She had to loosen up too, not be so tense. It wasn't gonna be easy for him either if she was. He didn't want to be just another sledgehammer for her either. He didn't realize that played a part too in this special paradise she described.
"Fuck yeah I do."
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Zoe smiled, some of the tension leaving her body when he said he wanted to but sex was a big deal and she wasn't a casual person but Greed wasn't... it wasn't like she'd just met him. She took his hand and said, "Then we'll take it slow. And I want to talk to you about it first..."
She took him into her room and made him sit on the bed as she went over to a shelf and took the yellow rose he had given her and moved it to the side off the book she'd shown him months ago about the looking glass self. Tucked inside the pages were not only his poem written on the back of the receipt but also a few pages of printed out material. Those were what she took and went to the bed, sitting down next to him. She had a serious look as she began, "Kansas didn't seem far enough away.. so I did research to find Lithuania. But there's a catch..." she tapped the print out she had, "Europe has arguments over what exactly is the center. This place is acknowledged as the center but there are other places that say they are so it means that it might not work or more likely.. not work as well as Kansas." before he could respond to that, she held a hand up and continued rambling, "But here's my thinking. You were so sick in Kansas, and I don't know how you'll be able to enjoy anything if you're that sick, so I thought we could try this place and it might not zap you as hard. But.. I just don't know what would happen. So you have to know that it might.. you might still burn. Or it might.. I don't know. There's a huge risk with trying this place. It might be better than Kansas but it might be worse in a whole different way."
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It was getting all serious now. They weren't teenagers having sex for the first time, but there was planning involved.
He followed suite to the bed curious as to when she had started getting into this. "How long have you even thought of this?" It seemed more than just a few hours. Unless she went on a research binge while he was knocked unconscious.
"It's gonna do something one way or the other," he shrugged. He really didn't dig into details. "You do know I've died for less." After earlier at least the most it did was knock him out.
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Zoe became flustered when he asked her how long she'd thought of this, she avoided his eyes and played with the paper, "Um.. not.. that long..." she rubbed her temple, "I know but I'm not a fan of you dying in general plus I don't know how long it'll take for you to come back and it's gonna be difficult to explain the corpse in the bedroom.."
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"While you were with limp dick?" He pointed to the paper, curious he snatched it from her and started to read. He hadn't been in Europe in years...centuries even. At least nowhere that didn't drudge up bad things.
He looked up from the paper, just blue eyes peeping over it's rim. "Old men die during sex all the time of a heart attack. It's not uncommon. Just tell a lie. Shouldn't take me more than a day or two." It was a casual thing for him.
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Zoe could happily say, "No, not while I was with Mike." it was the truth. She let him read the paper figuring he'd get bored when he'd realize there was nothing about sex on it.
Zoe tilted her head and gave him a look, "You're horrible, would you stop saying you're going to die! And while you are an old man, which makes me feel so gross and not want to sleep with you at all by the way, people won't believe that you died of a heart attack during sex. They'll think I killed you. Which I might if you annoy me too much."
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"I do read remember." He gave her a deadpan look but tossed it aside while she kept talking. "They might. Younger guys have had heart attacks. It'll be like a themepark ride." He gave her a pretty smile with a fake flutter of lashes.
"I'm not gonna die." He grabbed her arms and shook her lightly.
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She countered his look with one of her own, "Yes, a book a century."
She still looked unconvinced even after he shook her and then put her arms around his neck, her worry apparent. "You better not. Otherwise I'll never sleep with you again."
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Greed just laughed. "Zoe. I didn't die last night. I won't die with some of my greedness missing. I didn't die in Kansas." She was clinging so hard as if he was about turn to dust right that moment. He circled her with his arms. "I'm not gonna die."
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Zoe wasn't laughing but she rested her head on his shoulder as he held her. "Fine, but if you do, I'm gonna be so mad at you.."
After a moment she approached the other part of what this entailed, the non-physical part. "Chance.." she shook her head a tiny bit and corrected herself, "Greed.. you know this doesn't mean we're back together, right?"
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"So when we going?" Now that she had it up in the air he didn't know how long she wanted to wait, because he was ready to whip out the credit card.
He looked expectantly but his shoulders slouched at that charge.
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She made a face and lifted her head to look at him, "Well it's not cheap and I don't have a job right now.." she looked at him because he didn't answer her. "I don't want us to feel pressured by being boyfriend/girlfriend." she didn't know how to tell him she was tired of being hurt, and she was cracking and didn't know how much more she could take before she broke, "I want us to be able to go with no set return in mind. So if it isn't what we thought, if it doesn't work, if you get satiated, and it's done.. then we come back. If you like someone else there, then you're also free to go for it." six girls in two weeks, she doubted she'd hold his attention for very long.
She sat up and rubbed her arm, lowering her gaze, "We're doing this because we want to." she sounded like she was trying to convince herself, "I want you. And you want me." she hesitated and looked at him, "It doesn't have to be more than that."
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"I've got plastic. Money isn't an issue. I'll pay for it." She wasn't going to use that as an excuse, she already sounded like she was talking her way through it after handing up the offer in the first place.
She was really setting this free of any strings. It still wasn't about just sex and he knew that...it had been more than that for a long time now. It was a fantastic deal, it was pretty sweet with all the fancy words. For some reason though, it felt empty.
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"I wouldn't feel right about it. Kansas was different, that was a Christmas gift.. and you sort of forced me into it. You have to at least let me help."
She was getting antsy because he wasn't saying anything about what she was talking about. She looked around the room and then anxiously back to him, "Well...? Do you agree?" she held both her arms almost as if she was cold but it was an unconscious protective gesture.
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"I doubt your little pockets could even cover the meal for the plane ride." He shook his head he insisted.
It was the first time he actually lied to her. She pulled out the truth, but she expected him to agree because it was such an exceptional deal. "Of course I fucking do." He smiled but it too felt just as empty.
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She relented on the cost for now and when he said he agreed, it seemed off. Her head lowered as if he'd delivered some kind of blow but she nodded and smiled at him even though it was as empty as his was, "Perfect."
She suddenly moved forward and put her arms around him, snuggling her face into the crook of his neck. She needed it. "I mean.. not that we're together.. but maybe.. maybe could you possibly not sleep with anyone," which included his sister, "before we go? And I'll do the same. Just for, you know, it'll.." she sighed, "That's asking for a lot isn't it.." she kinda didn't even want to fight it anymore. Isn't this what this trip was? Might as well eat her slice of Greed cake and pass it on down the line.
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He held her, needing that embrace as much as she did. He'd snuggled on the waify girls he'd plucked for his experiments---but this, this was so much more inviting.
"When?" He said simply, keeping her as tight as he was able without crushing her.
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Zoe felt a little crushed when he didn't say anything to her that was confirmation it was asking too much. She tried to focus on what was ahead instead, "I dunno... when're you free?" she had no job, no boyfriend, she'd quit school and not told anyone, she was ready to go whenever he was.
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He nuzzled the neck, tossing them back on the bed. "I'll try," he finally said, wanting to prove that he could keep a promise as tightly as he kept a treasure---but only because she asked. Only because his most prized piece asked it. Because she would expect him not to and that was how the rest saw him--Greed was anything he wanted and right now it was still her.
"Give me a day and its done."
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She immediately shifted her body when they hit the bed so they were comfortable lying there together, it was muscle memory from how many times they'd done it before. With Mike it was awkward but with Greed, her body knew exactly what to do and how to fit to him. When he said he'd try, she quickly shook her head, "Don't." she said quietly. She'd reached a point where trying wasn't going to mean anything. Trying was a silly way to get hopes up and saying not my fault when they came crashing down. She rather he just do what he had to do with whoever and she'd take what crumbs she got and she'd deal with the consequences when they got back. Right now it was just about want and Greed. She just wanted him all to herself for a few days and it'd be enough. It'd have to be.