Lust (bedroom_hymns) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2013-05-05 18:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | greed, lust, theseus |
Who: Theseus and Lust [with a Greed cameo]
When: Sunday
What: Theseus gets his prize, Greed hands over the locket, quest complete (or so he thinks)
Where: Theseus' boat, its not Greed's until all transactions have been made.
Warnings: Sins and one dumb immortal, you predict. XD
Status: Complete
It had been an excruciating wait for this quest to be over. Poseidon hadn't let a day slip by without letting Theseus know that he was a continuous failure. He expected the boy to run tail sooner or later, but he wasn't going to let him. The kid had held on a little longer with little wiggle room. He'd say he was impressed, but he would only be impressed when his quest was complete. Honestly he had no idea what was taking him so long.
Once Theseus had word from Lust that her brother had pulled through he called a meeting. On his terms. The boat was quite the beauty, he looked at home settled on the main deck as he waited for her with his arms crossed. It had been a month or so since he'd contacted her in that abrupt and pissed off encounter. He was still pissed off. He wouldn't put it past her to usurp him with this deal. It was like signing his name over to the devil.
He too had a thing or two up his sleeve. One had been tangling himself with Peitho (which later could also have a horrible side effect). If Lust thought he was a toy she could play with only when she wanted to, then she was mistaken.
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Lust liked having toys, she was like a spoiled child who broke them just because she felt like it. And it was oodles of fun beating Theseus up last time. She was fascinated with stamina. How much pain a body could handle. Maybe she was taking out her frustrations with family matters out with these experiments a teensy weensy bit but... well, she didn’t care. She looked ravishing as always, she literally could wake up and still look like the most beautiful woman in the world. It was a gift. She went to the boat that Theseus was on and looked up at it with shades covering her eyes and a big smile on her face, “It’s big.” she liked big things.
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"Did you expect a small sailboat with oars?" Theseus kept his arms crossed, looking through his slits for eyes from the sun. He was certain she was studying him under those big black shades.
He looked off to the side determined that she would get herself up on the deck. It was a nice day, he hoped she didn't ruin it. "You came alone..." He noted stepping towards the railing.
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“No. I expected a rowboat with oars.” she flashed that killer smile and it was easy enough to get up on deck herself but she arched a brow and gestured to it, she wanted him to help her. It was rude of him not to offer. “It’s Sunday, my brother never misses church. He’ll be along when he’s done tormenting the clergy.”
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Theseus threw a sneer. "Well, I can afford more than a row boat. But if you want I'm sure I could find you a lifeboat somewhere to inflate." He was snotty because she had kept him waiting too long. He knew what touching her did in the slightest way. He knew that since their last encounter he'd had a hard time getting her off his mind. She wouldn't kill what was left after Poseidon had already taken the beating to him.
He reluctantly held out his hand, wishing the moment they touched that he had worn gloves. "Church? Is that a hobby?"
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“No worries about that, if we need to, you can blow it up with your hot air.” Lust was fully aware of what her touch did, nowhere near as powerful as her kiss but it was still enough to arouse a man and make his blood run a little hotter. She gripped it as she got on deck, his flippant attitude barely noticed. “I have no idea, my brother has funny festishes. He’s also heavily into mortal playthings.”
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He didn't smile at her joke, his eyes rolling. He wanted to get this over with if he could, but knowing what he did of Lust she would drag it out. She had used him before, why not now? Well, he wasn't going to let her. He needed to rid himself of being an immortal toy.
"And you don't? I find that surprising. Or are mortal men just too cheap for you to handle? Break faster dont they?" It was the only reason he wasn't goo on the floor yet.
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Lust looked around the deck and then gave him an odd look as if to say duh. “They’re so fragile it’s annoying. And they wear out incredibly fast. Even immortals have a hard time keeping up with me. Only person I haven’t burnt out is my brother.” she moved to rest her shades on top of her head.
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Between her and the boxing ring his father had put him in he felt like he was ready to snap. He wasn't going to give her the satisfaction. She would have to drag it out of him.
He dropped her hand (or tried) to his side. Touch contact would spoil him. When she mentioned her brother, that explained a lot. Was it considered...Inbreeding with the Christians?
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Lust noticed when he tried to ditch her hand and she leaned in and kissed his cheek because she knew it was equivalent to someone stroking him and she didn’t mean his ego. “You seem tense...” she had a devilish grin because last time he’d been mad, in fact, twice before, she used him as a sexual punching bag. She liked it when he got riled up and she adored throwing salt on his wounds and then grinding it in with her heel.
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And she dragged it right out with a simple kiss. He closed his eyes trying to keep a cap on his body’s natural response to her heavy induced pheromones. But she was a drug, one he’d not been weaned off of. “I am,” he said through a stiff lip. No he didn’t need her to rectify the situation.
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Lust’s razor sharp grin stayed in place, the tips of her fingers dropping onto his shoulder one by one, “Poor baby.” she purred out but it sounded mocking. “Problems with Daddy?” she was mocking him.
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"Don't sound so sympathetic," opened his eyes not giving her the satisfaction of nailing him in the coffin yet. She was tugging all her strings, but they were already pulled tight. There wasn't any tighter he could get. He wanted to be cut loose of his fathers strings. She had little wiggle room.
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Lust giggled in his ear and kissed it as she stood behind him, “Poor little Thermopolis. Must be tough to be Daddy’s errand boy.” she put an arm around his neck like a snake, “If you ever get a pair of balls,” her other arm going around his waist, snaking down to his crotch, “..you can always be my little bitch instead.”
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She continued to mock him, riling his anger more because she knew she could. Daddy was the sore spot. She just kept jabbing. "Who says I'm anyone's bitch?" His lips curled into a daring grin. She was a hard to get woman, he couldn't tell if she actually hated him or just liked toying with him.
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She chuckled right in his ear again, the sound smooth and warm, “Your Daddy does. And I do.” her arms were like a spider that had him trapped. “A little bitch boy. So much fun.”
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"My father will find someone else to boot around when he's done. He's bored." It just put Theseus on edge and he was far from okay with that. He changed with the tide, rolled the waves, but this one was towering pretty high. Theseus stared ahead. He had a name for himself. It wasn't that. He growled at her taunting, taking hold of her wrist of the hand snakes down below the belt. He pulled it away from its playground.
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Lust left her hand open when he grabbed her wrist, “You do seem like you get boring with time.” but not one to be denied, the hand of the arm that was around his neck was resting on his chest, stroking idly but without warning, her nails curled in and slowly sank into his chest over his heart. She could feel the heart beat under her palm.
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"Oh?" He didn't like her response. He didn't clamp any harder down on her wrist but he didn't let go either. "You know your insults are getting old," isn't that what she hated? To not feel desired? Her nails over him were razors ready to stake him.
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Lust tilted her head, resting it against his temple, “Really?” she moved her fingers just a little, an upward and pushing down movement and it’d send a blast of heat through him, “Maybe I should try something else.” she could bring him to his knees if she wanted. She liked the thought.
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Her game always put him on the losing side. "Is that how you're gonna play, sweetheart?" He said between a trembling lip. He bit down on the lower to keep his composure but he was failing, and that grip on her wrist loosened. She had free reign.
Greed was skipping down the dock, the fake prize hidden in his leather jacket pocket. He was a little too giddy in his steps, followed with a whistle. There were no super strong vibes up ahead aside from the usual tingle he got from Lust. Looked like this was Theseus all on his own.
Greed stopped a fair distance able to see with his own eyes the attention Lust put on the Greek. It had sounded okay in his head all those months because it meant he got to keep Zoe for longer. Now he felt his back bristle like a cat.
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She giggled into his ear again, “Don’t I always?” She let his hand stay loose around her wrist and she splayed her hand out flat on his abdomen while the other stayed clawed over his heart. She could feel Greed nearby and smiled. The opportunity to fuck with him was too great and the way she was hanging on Theseus was bad enough but her body turned a bit, her lips close to the Greek’s.
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Greed clamped his hand into a fist as he slowed his pace. Lust was being facetious. Putting out this display? She was a cat playing with its food.
He stuffed his hands into his pockets, his face was hidden by his shark smile and black shades. He whistled in their direction. Clearly Lust had the Greek pumped up, he looked drugged.
"Is this my boat?" He spread his arms out wide, inviting himself on board.
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Lust looked over at Greed when he whistled but her hand at Theseus’ abdomen just pet the Greek. She smiled at Greed and tilted her head, the side of her nose touching Theseus’ cheek, daring him to make a move on her. “That depends.”
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Theseus was trapped between the two siblings, the power behind them both was intense. He eyed Greed curiously, there was something familiar about this kid. "I know you...I think..." Lust was jerking him around with her influence so his attention shifted, his head turning to her. He felt like his body was moving against his own will. He wanted her...
Greed moved his glasses slightly down the bridge of his nose. "Depends on what?" He fished out the necklace letting it dangle from his fingers but still within distance so neither Lust nor Theseus could grab.
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Lust treated Theseus like he was a fish in a tank and she was tapping the glass. She puckered her lips at him, toying with him and enjoying it. “Oh darling, I wouldn’t be surprised. That’s my brother, Greed.” her lips moved to the side of his mouth, her tongue coming out just a little to lick him a little, “I can taste him in you.” green eyes flicked back to Greed and the necklace, one brow going up and that was the only reaction. “Is that the bauble you wanted?” she asked Theseus for confirmation.
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Greed's eyes scanned Lust now that he was close enough to see her next to nothing lace and see-through dress. He was a little insulted she was wasting it all on this sea dog. Greed held his hand back, wagging his finger. "Give him some air Lust. Let the prick speak."
Theseus growled in a deep breath. These two were playing a game with each other but he couldn't break away. "I need to see it. You're dangling it in my face as if I'm some cat."
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Lust gave a shark like grin to Greed, “Aw.. jealous already?” she didn’t give Theseus a centimeter of breathing room from her. Normally when she saw Greed, he got kisses right away but she was feeling a little vicious today. It matched her dress.
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"Oh did you wear that for him or for me?" Greed asked still dangling the little bauble. "Doesn't look like his taste." Though Theseus was definitely more cleaned than he saw him last. He took a few steps forward. "Have your claws in thick, don't do it for my benefit." Greed finally looked at Theseus with that shark smile still well intact. "It doesn't have any magic powers. I was a little disappointed." Theseus reached for it and Greed snatched it away with a giggle.
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“Do you really wanna know?” she stroked Theseus’ chin and grinned sharply at Greed, “Your benefit? Aw baby, I don’t do anything I don’t wanna do.” she laughed because it was such a sweet truth. She looked bored and put a hand on her hip, “Did you bring me anything?” he’d surprised her. She was sure he’d fuck this up somehow and then she could silence him about being leader for eternity. But here he was, playing the big man. No matters.. the whole thing hadn’t been a total loss. She got to have some wicked fun with Theseus. And Greed would trip sooner or later. He always did.
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Greed slipped his shades back up his nose. "No, not this time." Lust was her own prize she knew that. She was flaunting it and he wasn't going to show that it bothered him. She had her own feathers ruffled with him being there with the package in hand. "Did you think I wouldn't pull through?" Did she think he'd run? He was more clever than that. Eventually he let the jewel slip into Theseus' hands, his own still on the chain. "I want the keys to my boat." He held out his other hand with a come hither motion.
"Not yet," Theseus barked. He had to be sure this wasn't some chopped up copy. It looked pretty damn genuine.
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Lust looked unhappy. Boats. Necklaces. None of the attention was on her. “Long live the King.” she smiled but there was malice coating it. Since Theseus was more preoccupied than Greed, Lust touched her mirror’s wrist and slid her fingers up his arm. Was it her imagination or did he not tighten up like she’d told him to?
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Lust was coiled like a snake ready to strike with potent venom. She wanted to hurt. Greed could tell the moment she grabbed his wrist. "I would have thought you'd applauded me." It had taken a lot of thought. Had she really expected he bail? "I didn't fall flat on my face I suppose that's a bit of a shock," he leaned over to speak in her ear while Theseus decided if he wanted the thing or not.
Greed jerked the chain. "Are you taking it or not, because if you don't..."
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Lust easily slipped from Theseus’ side to Greed’s. Any trace of resistance and it just drew Lust in more. The one thing she couldn’t stand was not having Greed want her. “I’m very impressed.” she was. But she was equally annoyed. “Or I will be.. once business is finished.” her hand went up along his arm and traced a figure eight along his collar bone. Theseus had yet to take the necklace, this could still go south.
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"What's the catch?" Theseus asked tugging on the necklace. "What took you so long?" He squinted again trying to place the boy, but as usual there were few people he remembered. He just knew he had seen him before.
Greed's teeth sparkled. "Not a thing." He couldn't let Theseus catch on, then this whole project was done. The fact that Poseidon wasn't here with was because Theseus hadn't told him. He was playing the game too. Sneaky bastard. Greed wanted to push the envelope. Let Theseus hang on to the trinket a little longer before giving it up to daddy. He was curious about it, Greed could tell. If Poseidon had it, he'd still lord over him. Greed grinned triumphantly.
He let up on the locket. "Keys," Greed insisted. Wondering if Lust was still going to play with her toy after the fact.
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Lust glared at Theseus, “Things happens, you got it didn’t you?” she smiled sharply, “So stop bitching.” She did not like his tone with Greed. That was still her boy that he was attacking. Only she could attack Greed. Or others could too but when she felt like it. Right now she did not. She did not like to be ignored and she normally got her way. But she didn’t like it when Greed’s attention was not on her first even if she’s the one who insisted he handle this deal professionally. He was not touching her or hanging on her and she was going to stamp her feet so hard it’d knock holes into his precious new ship and sink the fucker. But she kept her cool, purposely sending small trace amounts of herself into Greed’s system as her hand rested on him. He was distracted with being a big man. But she wanted him to remember that nothing was more important than her.
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Lust's attentions were on Greed fully now, but he still wasn't going to give her what she wanted..he was having too much fun playing games. It's what she got in return for thinking she could slip the rug out and laugh while taking her position back. Greed was still King. She would have to eat those words this time.
Theseus took the locket stuffing it into his own pocket. He fished the keys to put in Greed's hands. The Sin chuckled in amusement. Now he had a big boat. But now Lust was injecting him. It stilled him while Theseus stepped aside to leave the boat. It was a shame because he really liked this one.
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As Theseus went to leave, Lust leaned over to look behind Greed at him, “Pleasure doing business with you, Thermopolis..” it was a little jab because Theseus never got to fully experience Lust’s delights. Not like Greed did and had. She looked at Greed and without warning give him a kiss with some literal bite to it. Theseus might be glad he was losing this boat because he probably wouldn’t like what Lust planned to do on it with her sibling.