Chance Avaritia "Greed" (better_than) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2013-07-24 22:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | greed, zoe hansen |
Who: Greed and Zoe
What: Give the Sin an inch, see if he crawls back...
Where: Zoe's apartment
When: [Backdated] July 8th
Warnings: Fluff because its necessary
Status: Complete [more of my armada of logs that have been done weeks ago that need some postin...]
Zoe went back home and she missed Greed but it was good to have space. For both of them really. But he called, he texted her pictures of himself which made her smile. And he didn't come every night even though she left the window open every night like she promised. She wasn't surprised by that because as much as he always said he hated to sleep alone, they didn't see each other every day or every night. Thank God they weren't one of those couples. And he was fine with it. But he did sneak into her bed a few nights through the course of a week. She was surprised each time but instantly relaxed in his arms. She never stopped him from leaving in the morning, most of the time she wouldn't even turn around when she felt him get out of bed. She just had to have faith that when he was ready, he'd stay of his own accord..
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It was less suffocating to have the freedom she had given him. A chance to deal with the three words that had set the Sin off. Greed clung to them, but the Sin didn't want to admit that there was a fondness of her. There were reasons Sins didn't love the same as normal people. As possible as it was it was it was deformed in the most twisted way. Eventually, at least it was worth to gloat that he had something the rest didn't, even if it was a secret. It was his secret.
He had gone over to have a warm body to sleep with when he wasn't getting high or playing video games. Greed most times was like an unruly teenager. He did all the things most teens experimented with by the time they were fifteen. The difference was Greed was still in his experimental period. After the hit he'd taken though the night before there was no waking him up through his phone alarm. He was still with Zoe in the morning, which he could argue was the pot, but part of him wanted to keep feeling the warmth. She brought out the cuddly bear.
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Zoe woke up and expected him to go but after about ten minutes he was still there. Her back was to his front because she didn’t like to see him and complicate things when he came over. It was best he cuddled and left. But as more minutes crept by and he still didn’t stir, she finally shifted and turned to look at him. Her hair was in her face and her brown eyes were still a little sleepy but she wanted to see him. So she looked at him, gorgeous lashes, crooked nose and his kissable lips. She hadn’t gotten to see this face up close in a week.
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His breathing was soft and delicate. He was out like a light, even her squirming did not wake him. If it wasn't for the air escaping through his nose, he looked as if he wouldn't ever wake up. He felt the heat disappear from her body, his brows twitching in dislike, the first sign to her that he wasn't a stone statue.
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The doofus was still wearing his clothes, she didn’t know how he did it. He always liked being naked but if he was sleepy enough he’d just lie down in head to toe clothing, even his shoes on. She smiled and mentally shook her head. He looked so innocent sleeping like that.. when he looked like he was going to be even grumpy in his sleep, she scooted closer, “Chance...” she whispered and rubbed her nose against his softly, “You missed your alarm...” she added to see if that would get him moving. It was Saturday so he wouldn’t miss work but normally he left pretty soon as per the deal.
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He mumbled in his sleep, just syllables, not even a string of coherent words. He shuffled kicking his legs out for a stretch, he was still in this semi-comatose state. The smell of pot may have started to wear off but its after-affects had not, keeping Greed groggy. Though, he could have easily been pretending in order to stay in her tiny ass bed where there was no room for either of them to go.
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She squirmed when he shuffle kicked his legs, “Your shoes..” she said with a wince. She didn’t know if he was faking sleep or not.. he normally slept in when he didn’t have any place to be. She sat up slowly in bed, moving as if she was going to get out over him but was really just seeing if she could get his shoes off.
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He squirmed again, a tadpole in shallow water. His gold-toed shoes were easy to slip off once unlaced, leaving him with socks, jeans, a vest and plaid. He groggily peaked open one eye, catching the smallest glimpse of creamy skin.
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Zoe was amused by his shoes, only Greed would own something like this. She took some time to unlace the shoes and pull them off, bent over them, her back to him. She was only in a cami and a pair of undies, it was what she had become accustomed to wearing whenever she slept with him. It showed her legs off and she knew he liked touching them and seeing them, especially since this was just for his viewing. But these undies were special, they were sheer so while they did cover her bubble butt and her front bits, they didn’t cover as much as they probably should have.
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His feet screamed in delight once they were free. He even smiled in his sleepy state. He whined another string of mumbled words, bending one knee up so that it tapped her arm. "What are those?" He managed to get out, reaching out unsuccessfully to touch.
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She tossed first one shoe off the side of the bed and then the other. She got one sock off when she felt the tap and looked at him questioningly, “What’re what..?”
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He put one foot on her leg, rubbing the side where it grazed the little bit of sheer fabric that clung to her hip. "Those," he said in a deep tone, suddenly finding an interest in staying thanks to the little show she was giving him.
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She threw his other sock off the bed once she got it off, squirming when his foot rubbed the hem of her underwear. “Undies.” she said as if they weren’t anything special. She tried to move his foot so she could go back under the covers with him.
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He bunched up the covers and threw them down on the floor. His leg went from grazing to around her so that she sat in between his legs. His groggy eyes were now opening to that bright blue. His knee rested against her back with a soft nudge. "Those are a little more than undies. Those are fancy stripper undies." Even though she made them still look innocent.
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She made a sad face when he threw the covers on the floor, “Hey...!” she reached out for them, first pillows now blankets, he had issues with bedding. She was taken by surprise when his leg trapped her like a snake with its prey. Her mouth dropped open and she turned a little red, “They are not...!” running a hand through her hair as she wriggled to try to lean over the bed and grab a blanket to cover up.
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"I can see through them, they definitely are." His other knee went up as she leaned over, making another wall to trap her from getting the covers back up on that bed.
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She paused when he put the leg wall up and prevented her from grabbing the covers. She let out a huff and looked at him, batting her lashes, “Well you’re not gonna see much.” she was sitting on her butt so that was out and her legs were together so nothing to peek at there either.
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He wiggled a toe by the hem on her hip. "You knew I'd come," he wrapped his legs around her, making his lap a fishing net. "What's the point of wearing them if you have no intention of sharing them?" The cover was still well out of her reach. The only thing she had to grab onto was his vest, and she was already doing pretty well undressing him.
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She squirmed and said uncomfortably, “No, I didn’t...” and it was the truth, she hadn’t known if he’d come. She’d hoped. And he did. But there were nights this week when he didn’t come and she didn’t know if the night before would have been one of them. She eyed him, “Now we’re sharing? No way. You have nothing to offer me in trade.” she pouted, “And you called them stripper underwear...” and she smacked his stomach not hard but not lightly either.
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"They are so stripper undies." He sucked his bottom lip in under his teeth, trying to pull her into a more comfortable position but he was still laying down on his back. "But you still make them look like a virgin trying to be bad." And if she had learned anything about being with a Sin then she knew they liked turning good things bad.
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Her mouth dropped open in exaggerated insult and she narrowed her eyes, “Well.. I hope you got an eyeful because I’m throwing them in the trash as soon as I get up.” she shoved at his legs, trying to undo the tangled puzzle he created around her.
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"That would be a waste of perfectly sexy clothing. Especially when it was for me." He pushed his lip out from his teeth with a hint of tongue peeking out as he sat up on his elbows, his legs still linked around her.
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She scrunched up her face as she still tried to push one of his legs away to no avail. She paused and smiled cutely at him, “Oh? You wanna wear them?”
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"No....but I wanna see all this fancy detail." He wasn't going to let any of his limbs untangle from his catch. If anything he'd use his vest again as a straight jacket if she continued to refuse. She knew the more she refused him the more his urgency to have it increased. In this case seeing these delicate underwear that she had been wearing as of late. This wasn't the first racey number, before the sheers were the lacy shorts. He'd wondered what happened to flannel and boy shorts. She was trying to impress or tempt him with things he couldn't have.
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“Awww and I wanna live in Paris.” she smiled and folded her arms on his vice like legs. A clear way of saying we all want things we ain’t gonna get buddy.
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He laughed throwing his head back with a snort. "Did you forget who you're dating?" He locked his feet at the ankles, forcing her a little closer.
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She couldn’t resist teasing him. She wrinkled her nose, “Kinda? It’s been awhile.” when he moved her closer, she leaned in a little and narrowed her eyes as if trying to place him, “No, no, wait, don’t tell me.. you’re......” she trailed off as if she couldn’t quite remember, her finger pointing off to the side as if that would help her memory.
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For that he lashed out with his fingers running up and down her sides like fuzzy caterpillars. If telling her he wanted a peek didn't work, maybe tickling would. He was going to see what he wanted, and on top of it she was insulting him. "Can't be that hard to remember."
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She immediately squealed with laughter since tickling was one of her weaknesses and he knew it. She squirmed and grabbed at his hands, falling to the side, saying between small bursts of laughter almost out of breath, “Nope.. remind me?” and she still was sitting on her bottom wrapped up in his legs so he still could see none of the fancy panties.
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When she still didn't budge, he shuffled them on their sides, all limbs still in their vice grip. "Need a good reminder?" She never could resist his kisses, that was his ammo.
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She happily joined him on her side and smiled at him like a kid who was gonna get candy, “Maybe a little one... couldn’t hurt. It’s a shame to forget someone so cute..”
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He snorted another giggle his arms now on the same tangled rope as his legs. "Giving in to temptation are you? That's dangerous," he whispered against her lips just before letting them tangle the same as the rest of them.
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She closed her eyes as he kissed her, he hadn’t kissed her properly in a week and it was bliss to finally have his lips again. She kissed him back for just a moment before breaking it, not wanting to get attached, “I remember now... you’re an octopus.”
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"So, my mouth is a suction cup?" He laughed a little deviously, taking the opportunity to keep tasting her mouth. "That still doesn't explain the reason I don't get to see your stripper panties."
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She chuckled in his kiss, “Feels..” her words were muffled as he kept kissing her, “..like one.” at his next comment though, she leaned her head back and said with an embarrassed smile, “Because you keep calling them that!”
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"Temptation," he teased licking her lips with his tongue for more kisses that were enough to make her blush. "Well I'm not going anywhere. I want to see. Why not give me a little dance hmmm?" He laughed because she would be like a kitten trying to seduce him. He wasn't sure how good this innocent baby seal was with seducing him.
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She blushed at his raunchy kisses and the suggestion of a booty shake. But she blinked and looked at him, the playfulness melting into a softness as she touched her nose to his, “Really? Are you staying?”
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"What don't want to give me a lap dance or anything? I think you should try." His teeth gleamed a shiny white. He narrowed his eyes. "Show me seduction and I'll stay."
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She gave him an incredulous look, “Seduction?” the look deepened as she pointed out, “Chance.. I’m pretty sure if you got to actually fully see my undies right now that you’d get a stiffy..” it was hard to seduce someone who was already primed.. plus she really wasn’t skilled in the art of seduction.
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"What kitten doesn't have any moves at all?" He was playing with her, it was cute in a way. It was probably really mean to expect anything other than she managed to drop his knees with all the feathery soft touches. He was just curious. "Can't I be curious?"
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She raised a brow, “Kitten’s gonna knee you in a minute.” she had no idea why the sudden need for seduction had arised but she could see his asshole side poking out, the Sin was the one that was holding her. The boy was there but this wasn’t balanced. And the Sin loved games. She thought about it.. “Okay... seduction. So what do I get if I seduce you?”
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The Sin didn't just like playing games, it was how he ticked. "What do you want?" That devil of a smile didn't leave, his voice dropped another level because she had definitely peeked his curiosity. This was the kind of game Lust would play.
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She thought about it, slowly turning her lips in and moving her eyes to the ceiling and then slowly to the side, “Hmmm.” there were things she wanted that Greed just couldn’t give her. She couldn’t ask for the ability to marry him in ten years and have a kid with him. She wasn’t ready for those things now but some day she would be. She finally looked at him and seemed triumphant. “You let me give you swimming lessons in the ocean. Starting next weekend.” he had sort of agreed to it before but quickly dropped it. She had a feeling he wasn’t keen on doing it willingly any time soon. She knew he knew how to swim but the ocean, any body of water really, seemed to freak him out. She wanted to see if they could work on that. He didn’t have to love it like she did but maybe they could start going to the beach and he wouldn’t hate it.
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Sins were built to expect the worst in people. They spun their webs for people to fall into no matter how long it took. It was the grand game. Greed expected Zoe to fall prey to the same. Instead she caught him at another angle. She was still only doing this for him, not to use him. He was giving her a free pass for a bargaining chip. He didn't quite understand.
"So let me get this straight," he rolled his finger around through his thought process. "You have an open door and you want to do this for me?"
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She furrowed a brow and paused for a moment before saying, “Well.. it’s for us. The water is important to me and you don’t have to love it like I do.. but I know you have issues with it and I’d like to be able to help you with them so maybe we can go to the beach once in awhile.” she smiled, “Give you some new happier memories about the water.”
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"I'm giving you a free pass to get whatever you want, and this is it?" It was uncomfortable. He couldn't even say yes or no yet, but his curiosity of her motives were still there. The boy was still on the sidelines while the sin wanted to keep driving.
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Now she was worried, she frowned in confusion, “Yeah...? We just covered this..” she looked at him with concern, “Are you okay?” she didn’t know what he had been expecting.. she wasn’t a jewels and fancy things kinda girl. She’d never had any of those things and if given a choice, she’d choose time with Greed over the shiniest bauble in the world.
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"I'm used to figuring out everyone's angle. So no, I wasn't expecting that. It's hard to think that you," he hooked a finger in the strap of her cami, his voice going softer as he spoke, "can love all of me..." He let his eyes lock onto hers. It was the Sin she'd said it to, it was the Sin that was having a hard time accepting it. He couldn't deny he was ecstatic to have it because it was something to own, he was just trying to learn all the tricks that came with it. Zoe was teaching the Sin as much as the boy.
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She looked amused when he spoke about angles. She wasn’t a very nefarious or devious person. She’d like to have angles but she sorta sucked at them. It’s why she had a boyfriend who was skilled at it and could do the dirty deeds for her. But she was learning from him a little. “Pretty crazy but true.” she grinned softly. “You’re really having a hard time with this, aren’t you..” she looked at him sympathetically wondering how to go about trying to help him process it. “You’ve said it to me before. The L word,” she didn’t know if he could handle her saying the word, “Do you still... L me?” she wanted him to remember what that feeling was like, even if it was faded in a Sin state. Because then maybe he could understand what she felt for him.
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His legs no longer suffocated her like tentacles. "I said it under the pretense of a boy smitten by this pretty face. A boy drugged with days of being tangled between your legs while I sat back and watched." It sounded mean, but this was the Sin trying to get a handle on what the L-word meant. "Sometimes I'm still waiting for the catch." He whispered, curling his finger now into a lock of her hair, twisting it like a rubber band but never letting it drop. "He meant it, this face is still trying to navigate it."
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She was wounded by his words. They weren’t just harsh.. they were kinda cruel and demeaning. Her gaze lowered but she tried to remember that often when he was being like this, he was just being honest. Which she appreciated... no matter how much it stung. She slowly raised her gaze back to his, he hadn’t answered her question if he still loved her or not. “Why’re you with me..?” she asked softly. He said the reason the boy had said he loved her was because of sex and her pretty face. New York was filled with pretty faces and he couldn’t have sex with her here. It’d been awhile since they’d slept together in a biblical way. But still he stayed. Sin and boy alike stayed.
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The string of hair he kept twirled on his finger, always touching her in some way. "Because I want whatever he has. Because I want to understand it." He couldn't deny the attraction now.
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She shook her head, “You have me, just like he does. You see two of you. I see one of you. I belong to the whole enchilada.” she pondered how to explain you couldn’t understand love. She scooted a little closer even though she was close enough to kiss him, “You said the boy said those things because of sex and my face. You and I.. we don’t have sex.” he also didn’t seek it out from other girls and he could, “And as for my face....” she whispered, “Close your eyes.”
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The Sin saw sex and pretty things, not the crazy pitter patter of a rapid heartbeat that was usually accompanied by somersaults in his stomach. He let that ringlet of hair go with an amused snort. "Close my eyes? What for?" He did it just the same.
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She gave him a look when he questioned her but smiled when he did it. It was a small gesture but it was also a small sign of trust. “Well we’ve established that you and I don’t have sex so that’s half your theory debunked. With your eyes closed you can’t see my so called ‘pretty face’. Call it an experiment.” she was practically on top of him and used one hand to unbutton a couple of buttons of his shirt since his vest had been unbuttoned already. “You game?”
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"What are you doing?" He squeaked, intrigued but he had no idea where she was going. He tried to open one eye through a squint to see her but was quickly reprimanded. With both eyes shut for sure now he waited to see what she was going to pull.
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“Keep your eyes closed and you’ll see.” she chuckled softly, “Well you’ll feel.” she didn’t do anything at all for a few agonizing seconds so his other senses could become more heightened. Then she moved her body a little, moving up just a tiny bit. He couldn’t see it but her face was right over his, looking down at him. Her silky hair fell on his cheek and slid down to rest at the sides of his face, leaving a scented trail of coconuts in its wake.
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It tickled, his nose twitching until her hair settled. It was as if she had lit a tropical candle she smelled so good. He breathed it in, relaxing all his muscles. "Alright, game on."
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Her lips were at his ear as she went, “Shhhhhhhhh.....” her warm breath tickling the tiny hairs there. Her face was so close in fact that when she blinked, he’d be able to feel the flutter of her lashes against his skin. She wasn’t entirely sure what she was doing. She just wanted to see if he was right and that it was just her ‘pretty face’ that got him thinking he was in love.
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She had the wheel, and being as curious as he was he'd let her until she made him uncomfortable. Each little brush she made caused his skin to burst into flashes of little pimples. She was affecting his senses.
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She was looking at him upclose, it was so rare that she got to and he was so beautiful. He’d huff and insist he was handsome and manly but really he was beautiful. Her nose grazed his earlobe as she moved up to look at his eyelashes that she was crazy about. The tip of her button nose touching his cheek lightly. She was close enough that when her lips parted and she took in a small breath, he could hear it. He’d feel it. Her nose nuzzled his slowly, giving soft eskimo kisses, only when she smiled did her lips literally brush against his top lip for just a second.
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With each little touch against his face he found himself waiting impatiently for another. He hoped she didn't keep her focus just on his face, but the funny thing was he didn't mind if she did, it made him feel like he was flying.
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She loved his body but she wanted to keep away from it and show him that what he felt for her went beyond anything physical. She kissed the tip of his nose and placed two soft side by side kisses on the apple of his cheek. She tried to keep it in but a nearly silent giggle escaped her with a quick breath of air since he had some scruff and it was tickling her nose and cheek.
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She didn't linger on his lips and his stomach dropped only to be tossed around again at the soft brushes to his cheek. He was going around on a carnival ride and she was doing so little. He parted his lips subtlety hoping she would take the bait.
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She noticed the parting of his lips. Smooth. But she wouldn’t give him what he wanted. Her lips kissed the side of his mouth and her fingers rested lightly on his chin for a moment. She pondered something.. a while back he’d put his finger in her mouth and nearly blown a wad. The tips of her fingers inched up and the pad of her middle finger rested on his plump bottom lip, lightly stroking it.
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He wanted to ask what she was doing because the curiosity he had was insane. But if he said anything now he'd ruin whatever she was thinking. And she was contemplating, he could feel it in the pulse within her fingertips. So, he lay still and waited which was something he was quite horrible at. Waiting was not his forte, but in this case the situation called for it.
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Wow, he was being patient. It surprised her but she could tell he was antsy under the surface. She didn’t know what she was doing, he was far more skilled sexually than she was. But then again, this moment now it had very little to do with sex. She wanted him to remember that her body and face had little to do with why he loved her. Her middle finger touched his top lip and slid back down to the bottom, pulling a little and then she slowly pushed it in past his lips, not much, she didn’t want him to gag.
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Well, this was getting interesting...he didn't know what to think. It was hard to keep his eyes closed. Though he was certain she had blush powdering her entire face. He couldn't even ask where she was going with this, but it excited him just the same. His little kitten had a semi-naughty streak.
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She kissed his temple and then dropped a soft kiss on his lashes to get him to relax. Her fore and index fingers sat on the corners of his lips as her middle finger went in deeper and she wondered if it was just her tongue touching his that made him lose it or if it was just tongue touching in general... well one way to find out.
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The bottom row of teeth raked against her finger, tip of his tongue swirling the pad. He couldn't help but open his eyes then, because she was more curious than him.
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She didn’t notice his eyes open because her own were staring at his mouth and what he was doing to her finger. Her lips parted in surprise when she felt his teeth and tongue. She was starting to understand why such a small thing like this turned him on so much last time.
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He wasn't subtle at all with his teasing. If she closed her own eyes the same motions were similar to how he'd made her hit her 'O' spot that first time. She was so focused it amused him. He kept a hand on her wrist so she didn't jerk her hand back, he kept it steady, eventually letting her finger slide out of his mouth, sitting right on his bottom lip. He was still watching her face for any reaction. Somehow the cards had flipped.
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She definitely recognized those motions and it made her feel warm in her stomach. She didn't realize he was watching her until he grabbed her wrist, she gasped in surprise and would have taken her hand back but it was trapped. That warmth spread upwards and she was feeling hot in her cheeks and she couldn't help but look at his mouth again and what he was doing. When he was done she looked from his wet lips and her hand to his eyes, immediately blushing and lowering her gaze again with a big smile.
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With her hand still in his grasp he massaged her palm with his thumb. She was kind of adorable when she was embarrassed. "What?" He asked in a soft voice, lining his teeth with his tongue when he found her looking right at him.
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Since he still had her hand and decided to fondle it, she just bent her finger so it wasn't on his lip and instead curled in on his chin. She pressed her lips together in a squished smile as she gave him a look, he knew perfectly well 'what'. "Noth-ing.." she said firmly but her cheeks were still pink and she couldn't look him in the eye for more than a couple of seconds
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"Yeah..." He trailed off, his thumb pressing into the soft part of her wrist. He drew it to his lips slowly, placing soft kisses where his thumb had pressed into. He was taunting her on purpose, teasing her for the fact she couldn't say that that little action had turned her on. He jostled his hip a little. "You can't even look at me," He massaged her fingers with his, occasionally bringing the pads of her fingers back to his mouth to kiss them.
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It was a shockingly sweet gesture, the way he was being affectionate to her hand. She jumped a little when his hips moved and she tilted her head and widened her eyes looking in his for a good three seconds before that blush came back and she bit her bottom lip mid smile and looked down again. "You know, you weren't supposed to look at me and my pretty face." trying of course to change the subject but it was still relevant. It had been hurtful that her body and face was what made him say he loved her. She had wanted to show him it wasn't.
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Of course it wasn't the reason, but the Sin always expected shallow motives. It's the track he ran, it was difficult to take a detour down a road he wasn't familiar with. He ran down it full speed before realizing he had no breaks. Now he really was driving right off the cliff.
He guided her hand across his face, feeling those fingertips press over his features like a feather. "I couldn't help myself," he chuckled.
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It was such a perfect line, she grinned at him, letting him take her hand wherever he wanted. She loved his face. She came in closer, eyes peeking out at him from over his chin, "Did you feel anything while you didn't see it?" part of her knew he did love her. Part of her became insecure about it when he made such big bold claims that it was all looks and sex. She was like him in that reassurance was something she needed.
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"I felt all sorts of things." He dropped her hand to his chest, letting his fingers skate up her arm, tickling her skin with goosebumps. After a long silent moment with just their eyes as communication her rolled them so that she lay under him, his favorite position. "Close your eyes." He wanted to try this for himself.
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She expected him to tell her what he felt but he stayed silent and she felt like she knew but at the same time.. "What did you--" she blinked when he suddenly flipped them. With Greed he could have been feeling indigestion. She was staring up at him open mouthed and a little worried, "Tell me first.." hungry and horny were all feelings to Greed.
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He settled in between her legs, rocking from side to side so he could slip his hands down her legs. Then he could feel more of those nice, sheer undies of hers. Except with that came that worried look on her face. He slipped his tongue out to wet his lips, slowly nudging her top lip with his bottom in one soft graze. "The same thing you do when I do this..." Then came that kiss that was more like an exploration than an invasion. The kind of kiss that made her stomach flutter up to her chest and flush those perfect plumb cheeks.
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She fidgeted her legs as he felt them up and kept her eyes on him even as he came closer. She didn't know what she'd been expecting but it certainly wasn't that. Her eyes closed and a hand went to his cheek because despite it not being a horny kiss, it was intense. It released a thousand butterflies in her stomach and it was a good thing she was lying down because was sure she would have gone weak in the knees. It was beyond sexual, it was sensual.
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There was some kind of spiritual supernova that happened in moments like that. A moment that they both were in a world outside of mortals, Sins, heaven and hell. It was their own little galaxy in space. He still felt like he was flying, except this time at full speed with her right beside him.
When they parted lips, he still hovered just a breath between them. He wanted to keep her in that moment, because as long as she was in it, he was there too. "Keep your eyes closed," he whispered. He learned from her that it was the little things that got him the greater reward. Even more than that she had taught him to focus on her without ever forcing him to. Greed found he wanted to keep her happy.
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His nose was the feather against her cheek, followed by light kisses in all the right places. He watched her cheeks pink, her heartbeat flutter at each caress to her sweet skin. He just wanted her to feel that same intensity he did when he was with her.
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Zoe wished they could disappear into one of these moments. Live there for a few years.. was it asking too much? When it was just them it was a bliss, a peace, unlike she'd ever known. He wasn't with his sister and he wasn't immortal and she wasn't.. none of it mattered. She let out a sweet breath when the kiss was over, like her bones had melted. She was surprised by his whispered command, there was more? She was more than happy enough in the moment but she did as he said.
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She knew now for sure he was done needing space. It felt like.. them again. She gave a shy smile when she felt his soft kisses and it always blew her mind how something so small could make her feel like she was on a cloud. She turned her face to the side a little as his kisses kept coming, saying in a whispered whine, "What're you doing to me.." just when she thought he'd done and said everything he possibly could to make her skin tingle and her fall in love even more, he went and surprised her yet again.
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"What you do to me." It was torture in a way. That he could want such small things from her. The simplest touch was more exciting than getting slammed against a wall. He refrained from letting his hands roam beyond her waist, where his thumb idly snuck up the hem of her cami, so his mouth focused on her ear, her neck and any other soft place above the neck. It drove him crazy inside, she had to be wriggling around.
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She was squirming under him because he didn't do slow soft touches a lot. Her hand gripped his shirt, very surprised but enjoying what he was doing. "You must really really..." she gave a blissful sigh. She didn't finish saying the words, but she did what she did to him because she was crazy in love so he must really really love her.
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He left a few brands across her neck by the time he was done with his slow, torture with his lips. Hearing her breath hitch or shudder was enough for him to feel he'd gotten his revenge on how she screwed with his emotions. At least for the night. It wouldn't be the last time he left a hickey on her skin. It was a nice way to put a personal claim on her, no matter how juvenile it could be. He moved off her with a grin so wide he looked manic.
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Her neck was burning and her body was warm by the time he moved off and when she opened her eyes and saw his crazy grin, she smiled too. "You're a jerk." since he was between her legs, she wrapped them around him, trapping him this time. She sat up some and put her arms around his neck, pelting kisses all over his scruffy cheek. "You still up for meeting my grandfather today?" she asked with her nose and lips still against his skin.
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With nothing more than thin and sheer clothing on she was practically melted to him. He rubbed a finger against one of the marks just before she forced him in her leg vice grip. Dear god he loved being in that grip. "That's today?" He took the chance to suck on her lips a moment.
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She crossed her ankles behind him and nodded in his kiss, when it broke she said, "It's been a week." her arms stayed loose around his neck, her nose rubbing against his lightly as she gave him a quick kiss, "Can change it if you want." she gave him a couple more kisses, "But he should have the money today."
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Greed growled as she locked her ankles pressing him against her. This wasn't exactly making his desire for her any less aroused. "Fine. We take his money then book a flight to Kansas."
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She smiled when he said 'we', her boyfriend was back. She kissed his stubbly chin and then his lips, "We'll talk about Kansas later." he couldn't afford to take more time off work right now and she didn't know if one day of kisses and sex were enough to make up for the absolute torture he went through mentally and physically. She unhooked her legs an untangled herself from him to get up and get ready.
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When he raised himself up on his knees, he finally got a glimpse of what she had hid the entire time. He cackled like a madman, rolling over her so that he could prop her up on his shoulder, picking her up and getting off the bed. He let her down after swirling around in circles so he could see all of her. Then he giggled triumphantly and twirled her around in a little dance with a quick kiss.
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She'd forgotten that she was wearing the stripper undies as he called them cause he'd stopped talking about them. She was surprised and then squealed when he grabbed her, kicking her legs. No amount of telling him to put her down would do it until he was good and ready. She sighed with a small smile when he finally set her down and gave her that kiss. "I'm burning these." she announced. She moved past him to go to her closet and pointed back at him, "I totally seduced you by the way, swim lessons next week."
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"Nooooo! Don't burn them. I'll keep them." Not that he'd wear them, but he was a klepto. It wouldn't be the first pair of women's undergarments he'd stolen if only to have them have to walk off naked if he wanted. He grabbed her waist and twirled them in a few more circles. He grumpled. "Next week?" He wasn't ready for water.
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She laughed when he grabbed and twirled her, "Only if you wear them." she ended up with her back to his front and turned her head to look at him over her shoulder, "That was the deal. But.. if you're not ready for the water, how about we start in a swimming pool first?" she didn't know if it was just natural bodies of water he had a problem with or just any body of water. But she figured it'd be best if they got him used to water in general first. She had all manners of things to tempt him with too.
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"I don't think I can fit everything into those." She might have a bubble butt, but there was little to those stripper panties. She was playing the comprise game with him again which made him relax. Then an idea hit because he giggled like a maniac again. "Ooooooooo I know just the place oh my fucking god."
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She gave him a helpless look, "You're sounding like The Joker again," batman reference for the win!, "We can go any place you want as long as we don't get arrested." She didn't even need to ask because she'd probably have a heart attack when he told her and freak out until next week. She leaned up and kissed his cheek, "Now can you let me go so I can get ready? Unless you want me to go outside looking like this?" and she raised a brow.
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"I'll pick the outfit." He rubbed his hands together heading to her closet which was considerably smaller than his. It was sad. Even more sad that all the nice clothes he'd gotten her at one time were not there.
He shuffled through her things, finding a few of his own jeans stashed in the corner of the closet which he threw onto the bed. However, by the time he was done there were about five things for her to pick from because he couldn't make up his mind. She wasn't under any circumstance going out in her artillery panties.
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She opened her mouth to protest and then threw up her hands and sat on the bed while he invaded her closet. He actually had a keen fashion eye and it made him happy to pick her outfit so why not. As long as it wasn't anything inappropriate, they were meeting her grandfather after all. She picked up his jeans from the bed surprised, "How.. do you know how ridiculously unfair it is that you cram your clothes into hideyholes in my room but every time I spend a spontaneous night at your place, I'm shit out of luck in the morning?" she was just thinking out loud as she folded his jeans and put them down again. He was always in a hurry to go to his place but they always had to stop by her place to pick up clothes and toiletries. She rummaged through what he picked out, picking out a nice green sleeveless top with a low neckline (but that didn't show cleavage) and fitted jeans.
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He moved out of her closet holding out a finger. "One minute." There stuffed between her nightstand and the bed was a pair of sneakers that matched the real plaid shirt he'd also pulled out of the closet. He looked at her baffled that she had even brought it up. "Because its my space. It goes in a specific spot. If you put something there, it messes up the order of things." It might seem like Greed was messy but he was very particular about where things went.
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She let out a frustrated sigh as she looked at him, "I know, but next time you complain about how it's a pain to come to my place first and I take too long to pack and whatnot, just remember you're," she poked his chest, "the one who thinks a toothbrush and a change of clothes stored in your space is just too much." she gave him a look, "No more whining about it then." and she moved towards the bathroom with her clothes. Jerk.
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He stuck his tongue out at her back as he stripped out of his shirt. He followed her to the door. "Taking a shower first?" His clothes and shoes were already in his arms. Her bathroom was the size of a closet, but for some reason he didn't want to have her out of his reach or his sight. They were meeting up with her grandfather and that put him on edge.
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She was rewarded with a grumpy pout, tapping his lip. "Kiss first." Then he'd go rummage through her things until he could shower. "Then the bathroom is mine." He looked around wondering where he had stashed a pair of boxers
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She grinned and took his face in her hands, "You're so needy.." but she liked it. She gave him a sweet kiss on the lips and then shut the bathroom door in his face. She didn't take long, he was normally the one that took time in the bathroom. When she showed up in her room all fresh and clean, she swatted his butt, "All yours." she was nervous about meeting up with her grandfather and was trying not to be. Even after Greed showered and reemerged, she was standing in front of her mirror fiddling with her hair while frowning. She liked to look good but she was a fairly low maintenance girl. She just wanted to look presentable for the man who walked out on her family.
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"I used your mouth wash," he pointed to the bathroom door but he didn't think she heard him. He creeped up behind her, his arms curling around her waist as he pressed his chest against her back, his chin on her shoulder. Now they both smelled like coconuts.
There was a friendly reflection in the mirror. The green shirt bounced off her skin, brightened up those big brown eyes of hers. He kissed her cheek, lingering for a moment. "You're beautiful," he whispered with another kiss. The most human thing he had ever said outside of those words in Lithuania. Then, in complete Greed fashion he broke the moment. "Still wearing stripped undies?"
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Zoe jumped a little but immediately relaxed when his arms went around her and he was her wall. She looked at their reflection, it was so normal and they made a good couple she thought. Not that they got to have many tangible memories of it. She kept her eyes on them as he kissed her cheek and whispered surprisingly thoughtful words. A big smile spread on her lips and her eyes shone as she rested her arms over his. Her smile didn't get any less bright as she swayed a little in his arms, "You'll find out later." she didn't want to be without him tonight, she hoped he felt the same way.