Zoe (history_repeats) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2013-09-19 10:24:00 |
|
|||
Entry tags: | greed, zoe hansen |
WHO: Greed & Zoe
WHEN: Thursday
WHERE: Greed's apartment
WHAT: Tickets!
WARNING: Some nudity
Zoe had lost a lot to Poseidon but Greed had lost a lot of stuff, and his precious car, and his job.. but had stuck by her side. So as an early birthday present, she'd gotten him something she was relatively sure he'd like. She knew he was iffy about surprises but she took the bus to his neighborhood and walked up to his apartment wearing shorts and a shiny ruffly tank top. She still had a light scarf around the lower half of her face to cover the bruises which would look worse before better and she had an envelope in her hand as she knocked on the door.
__________________________
Greed toddled out of the bathroom with a toothbrush hanging out of his mouth, clad in his boxers. He looked as if he'd just rolled out of bed. Without an early morning job he'd lost his usual regimine. His set schedule had been tampered with when Poseidon tore down his job and his things. Greed was off track trying to run to get back to his natural pace.
He went to the door, mumbling a shocked hello as Zoe bombed his doorstep. "Hey?"
__________________________
She raised a brow, "You look thrilled to see me." came her voice through the thin fabric. It kinda broke her heart a little to see him like this. He looked delicious but she knew that he would already be dressed and at work usually by now. "Can I come in...?" since she didn't know if his shock was bad or good.
__________________________
"I am!" He squeaked through a mouthful of bristles. "I just didn't know you were coming." It didn't matter that he'd done it to her a million times. He waved her in with a bow, taking a look put the door before shutting the door behind her.
__________________________
She was amused since he did it to her all the time, "Now you know how I feel." She touched his side, "I think the days of people following me is behind us. I hope." since he had peeked outside behind her. She pulled the scarf down, "Unless you're embarrassed the neighbors will see me?" she wasn't his typical floozie that used to come by his place.
__________________________
"You are showing a little leg." He looked over her glitter and gold and leg. All that leg. He perked a brow, taking the toothbrush from his mouth and swallowing the paste. "Is there something special going on?"
__________________________
She put her casted hand on her hip (so it was more like her fist on her hip) and gave him a look, "They're shorts! It's hot." she meant the weather of course. She hid the envelope behind her back and said casually, "No...? Does a girlfriend need a reason to see her boyfriend? Even if he doesn't kiss her after letting her in his home...." she looked at him from the corner of her eye.
__________________________
"What are you hiding?" He groped her waist to drag her forward, swaying her side to side slowly so he could see what was behind her back. "What is that?" She may have sneaked up on his doorstep, but she wasn't sneaky when hiding things from him.
__________________________
Her mouth dropped open as he pulled her towards him, her hips moving to continue blocking his view of the envelope, "Really? Here I am hinting for a kiss and you're more interested in what's behind my back? I think I might be insulted..." she pretended to think about it and then nodded sagely with her eyes closed, "I am. I'm very insulted."
__________________________
"Well, yeah, what are you hiding?" He asked again in a smaller, more curious voice, it was still a little hoarse and groggy. His eyes were excited, the literally jumped up and down despite the sleep. "You're trying to be sneaky. With me." That wasn't possible. He leaned her in towards him still trying to take a peek behind her back. He could see the corner of the envelope poking out from behind her hands but she was keeping it tucked away. Then she pouted and his sleepy little eyes doomed in on her lips. He stamped his foot lightly with a little closed-mouth whine. He wanted a kiss AND her hidden envelope.
__________________________
She grinned a little and mimicked his whine with one of her own, she loved him when he was still waking up. He was like a grumpy kitten. Adorable and moody. "I tell you what.. you can either have the envelope orrrr..." she leaned in to him, her nose tickling his jaw, "You can go back to bed... and I can join you... showing a lot more leg." she was just curious to see what he'd pick and it was rare that she got to tease him. Besides, she still hadn't gotten her kiss!
__________________________
He whined a little more. "Fine, I just drag you to bed, get some leg, kisses AND then give me whatever you're hiding in that white envelope you are determined to keep outta my reach." Sleepy or not he was quite perceptive.
__________________________
She made a face, "Okay see but now you told me your plan so I could just run away and not get dragged to bed and give you some leg and kisses and the white envelope which I don't know if you deserve." she raised her brows at him.
__________________________
Greed hauled her over his shoulder in one big swoop before she could say another word. When he dropped her to the bed he started to wrestle her for the envelope. Or he was just wrestling to wrestle and tangle with her limbs. Eventually through the sleepy giggles it helped him wake up enough to throw in a seductive kiss.
__________________________
She squealed when he threw her over his shoulder, her flip flops staying on the ground as her bare feet kicked in the air. She tried to protest the entire way to the bed but it ended in laughter when he ended up wrestling her, only ceasing when he gave her a yummy kiss. She wasn't entirely brain damaged from the kiss and yanked the envelope out of his reach, "So rude, using kisses to distract me! That's dirty. Maybe I should give this envelope to a boyfriend who plays fair." she teased.
__________________________
He cloaked her mouth again with hungry kisses, reaching again for the envelope only to crinkle the paper. Every time she snatched it away from him he whined with a frustrated grunt. "You got your kisses now gimmie!"
__________________________
She dropped open her mouth in mock insult, "You're only kissing me to get the envelope? I'm hurt! I'm sooooo hurt." she wouldn't let him kiss her anymore, "I think I need you to soothe my ego before I give you this envelope cause I am that hurt." she was joking of course but it was fun to get to be the shithead for once. She batted her lashes at him and raised her brow as if to silently say you may say nice things about me now. That envelope in plain view but out of his reach still, she even waved it a little at him.
__________________________
He growled rolling around on the bed until she landed on top of him. He hooked a foot around her leg. "Hrmmm, is that what you want?" He still had sleepy eyes but he was trying to do sexy. His hands made that soft journey down her face, to her neck and shoulders as he hooked the other foot around her leg, his mouth sucking the skin on her neck. "You're sexy..." He started, "you have these ridiculous adorable eyes that I constantly want to fuck the hell out of." He wiggled his hips a little, his hands spooning down her back, fingers playing with the thin hem of her shorts right where they fanned out from her bubble butt. "You are some kind of Greed trap." He kissed her even if she didn't want it, letting his fingers rub right against that open trail of skin.
__________________________
She laughed when he brought her on top of him, she turned her lips in and nodded when he asked if that was what she wanted. He didn't get far into his description before she was already blushing while being held against him. She grinned like crazy cause she knew he rarely lied to her so everything he was saying was the honest truth and it made her squirm, especially when he played near her butt. After he kissed her, her cheeks heated she said, "Okay... you, Mr. Avaritia, are waaaaay too good at that." she touched her nose to his and kissed him again.
__________________________
"Too good at what?" Now he wanted his ego stroked as he grinned. When her lips left his, his hands didn't stop teasing, drawing an answer out of her---and quite possibly grab the envelope.
__________________________
She bit her bottom lip even as she grinned, "At charming ladies." she kissed the tip of his nose and pulled the envelope away again only to fold her arms on his chest and hold it up between two fingers in front of him. "Say please."
__________________________
"Well yeah, I've been at it for centuries. I've learned all the tricks," he quickly closed his mouth giving her another growl. He didn't say pleasr, and when he did he really wanted something. Like this, she was offering him more than the envelope. So he wanted her and whatever she was hiding. When she refused to give it to him he beat his head against the pillow. Then he threw out the most believable please he could as if he'd really meant it.
__________________________
She wrinkled her nose, not liking the idea he used tricks but she knew he hadn't, he meant what he said. She just gave him the same i'm waiting look when he growled and beat his head against the pillow. At his 'please', she made a face, "That was the saddest, most pathetic please ever!" she kissed his lips a few times, saying in between them, "Can I have a real please, please?" she'd heard him say please before, and this was not it.
__________________________
"That was not a pathetic please!" He put a hand to his chest. He was insulted by that. This was not getting him what he wanted. "You asked for a please, I gave you a please. Now gimmie the thing you keep snatching away." He wiggled his hips again. "Unless you want me to play a little more..." He kept his voice a little mysterious and dipping a little low, his thick lashes dropping. He was practically oozing sex appeal at her now.
__________________________
She nodded, "Yes. It was. It was the lamest fakest please ever. So it doesn't count." She rubbed her lips together when he wiggled his hips.. his entire naked chest under her, she could so easily give in to him.... and she seemed like she was going to cave but shook her head, "No way, no amount of sexing me is gonna get you this." she waved the envelope, "It's tooooo good. I mean.. if you knew what was in here..." she trailed off and made a face like wow it's great. She fanned herself with the envelope, "All it takes is one little real please."
__________________________
She was bulldozing all his tricks. Damn it. SOMETHING in that envelope had her hot and bothered and not only was he curious but he was getting mad. Not only that but his half naked self wasn't even doing it for her. What was wrong with this picture? He was clearly hitting his frustration level.
__________________________
She was lying down on him so was pretty content with his half naked self even if she didn't admit it. She continued fanning herself with the envelope, letting out an exaggerated sigh and then making a kissy face at him. He wasn't getting it without a please. She was pretty sure he'd forgive her after he saw what was inside.
__________________________
She was tempting him! One did not tempt a Sin. And she was being haughty about it. Rubbing his nose in the thing she would not give him. He wasn't going to say a please willingy, not yet. "I'm practically rubbing you with the best damn sex appeal and you'd rather go for a piece of paper?" He made a grab for it again but he wasn't fast enough because she was playing him. He whined every time she hit him with the warning that without a please he didn't get a thing. Now he was a grumpy, empty-handed, horny bastard.
__________________________
She stopped fanning herself and went, "Awww... yes you are. The very best damn sex appeal ever. If my hand didn't have a cast on it right now, I'd be peeling your boxers off and touching you all over." but she only had one good hand and she was using it to hang on to that envelope. She kissed his grumpy face, "But you're not rubbing me for me, you're doing it to get this piece of paper." she kissed his cheek a couple of times before kissing his nose and back down to his mouth, "And you ain't gonna get it until you really say it."
__________________________
"I'm not against you doing that..." He grinned but was quickly back into grumpy mode when she refused. It made him want that damn piece of paper more than anything. He could practically smell the rubber glue that kept it closed. His fingers were literally itching. Once her lips grabbed on to his he kept them, going in deeper for more kisses. Then in the middle of her lip-lock he let out a tiny, pitiful, real please.
__________________________
She almost forgot the envelope when his kisses went deeper but she heard it! She heard what she'd been waiting for, a real please. She gave him a big smile with a big kiss for his pitiful please but true to her word she handed the envelope over and was excited to see his reaction.
__________________________
She was the only damn person who could squeak out something so vile to his vocabulary. He hated she had even pulled it out of him, but before he could protest that white envelope was in his hands. He tore into it, practically ripping apart the packaging before getting the tickets out. His eyes grew wide, bouncing in his seat.
__________________________
She made sure to get up off him because she knew he was going to be a hurricane to tear into the envelope and she didn't want to get an arm torn off on accident. She sat in front of him, knees on the bed as she could never tell his initial reactions were good or bad. He seemed to be having a moment though so she just grinned and watched how cute he was.
__________________________
"Holy shit!" He squeaked at least three pitches above his normal voice. "A con?" He could say he'd never been to one, and he could have a shit load of fun at one.
__________________________
"Yeah!" she threw her hands up and clapped them together, "With everything that's been going on.. apparently it's sold out so these are important or something." she looked at the tickets and then looked at him, "There's two tickets so you can take whoever you want. If you wanna go." she sincerely meant that, she didn't know if he wanted to go with one of his brothers or with Wrath or if he had any friends or what not, she'd never assume to be his plus one, especially not to something where he might have more fun with someone else.
__________________________
He tackled her as fast as he'd torn into the envelope, wrapping her legs around him with a kiss. In between his excited kisses he told her exactly how elated be felt. "You seriously make having a girlfriend awesome." She didn't take from him without working a deal back in. It was push and pull, it was no wonder he liked having her around.
"How the fuck did you score those?
__________________________
She let out a surprised yelp and then grinned as he mauled her with love. She put an arm around his neck to steady herself as she kissed him back, liking his excited happy kisses. She seemed touched when he made his remark.. her past boyfriends didn't think that way. And for how commitmentphobic Greed was, it was thrilling to hear that he actually seemed to love being in a relationship with her. She paused before she answered him and then said, "They were having a few raffles at work and we could pick one to enter and I picked the one for the tickets." she knew how much the con would mean to Greed, she didn't know much about that world except for what he showed and told her.
__________________________
His hands still snaked up her legs, clearly turned on by her giving gesture. If this was what giving was through her, he wanted her to shower him with it. She was a fucking skittles rainbow. He giggled a little in between molesting her mouth. "I've never been to a con." It was as if she had just shot him with thirty pounds of sugar.
__________________________
She hooked her ankles behind his back and was addicted to his happy horny state like he was a drug. She broke the kiss when he said that tho and leaned back so she could look at him and say before he'd try to kiss her again, "What? Are you serious? You've been around since before cons were around..." why on earth hadn't he ever been to one before?
__________________________
"Mmmm nope." He nibbled down her neck. A giggle. A growl. This had definitely turned him on. "Was always a bit curious, but never gone." He got a malicious grin as an idea popped in his head. "I get to put you in costume." She was his human accessory.
__________________________
She let out a surprised but pleased noise at his nibble, "Okay... but didn't you give me that big speech about how if you want to do something, you do it? How come you've never gone?" She blinked, "You wanna take me? I thought you'd wanna go with your brother or Wrath..."
__________________________
"Yeah, I do, but I always found something better at the time." He was glowing, his teeth were so wide she could only see a white shine. "Zoe, baby, you are a hottie. I want to doll you up. You'll be like my accessory. Wrath would blow up the joint with those kinda crowds. Sloth would sleep through it. Lust wouldn't even step a toe inside a convention center. You will be every geek boys wet dream. I'll be every geek girl's fantasy." Together they were a power couple. A team. Not unlike he and Lust used to be but in a whole different way.
__________________________
She kept looking at him with narrowed eyes and a skeptical face, she put her arm loosely around his neck again, "Firstly... I am not your accessory. I am your girlfriend." she didn't want him to start putting her back on the shelf when she'd worked hard to get in his bed. And she didn't mean sex wise. "Secondly... okay, I'll go and you can dress me up but I won't wear anything too revealing or skin tight. And thirdly.... baby?" she raised her brows at him because that was not something he normally called her and she was intrigued and amused.
__________________________
"Oh you'd make a great wonder woman." He was already running costumes through his head. What would accentuate her the most. Oh he was hyper already. "What?" What was so bad about 'baby'? She said it with such detest.
__________________________
She wrinkled her nose, "She wears undies for bottoms.." she uncrossed and then recrossed her ankles around him for better grip and shrugged, "I dunno.. I don't think you've ever called me that before." he had but she'd never been quite sure, this time she'd heard it. It was just something new and she knew Greed well enough to know that almost nothing he did or said was without reason.
__________________________
"Not always! I got one in mind you could pull off." He motioned his hands over her curves through the air. Oh god she would be amazing. Hr clapped his hands together joyfully. "I don't say that to every one." His pet names were not usually so intimate. "It's a little more intimate."
__________________________
She trusted him on the costume but gave him an incredulous look, "Baby? That's intimate to you...?" it seemed like something he'd call one of his floozies. She wasn't doubting him or disgusted or anything, she was just... curious and wanting him to explain.
__________________________
"Is it a bad thing?" He didn't just sound off pet names unless he was close to what he was naming. He looked at her a little confused.
__________________________
"No no, just.. you don't normally call me that. It was surprising that's all." she nuzzled him, "I didn't know that that was an intimate pet name thing for you." she smiled, "How come baby though? I'm just curious." she shook her head to show she didn't mean offense, she just wanted to know why out of all the petnames, he'd picked that one.
__________________________
"Because sugar sounds like I just swallowed down a glass of tea, sweetie is like I'm calling a dog. I could go with sexy..." He yammered on for a full few minutes on why for him that name worked for him. It wasn't demeaning. "You're not a porn star either so it just slipped out," he shrugged. He had said it before and she had never even brought it up. She had kicked him like a puppy, he felt like he had been scolded.
__________________________
She was overwhelmed by his rambling reasons but finally just chuckled and said, "Okay, okay!" she kissed his jaw and then the side of his lips, "I get it, baby it is. As long as you don't go around calling other girls that..." she was saying it in a joking way but she didn't want to share a pet name.
__________________________
"No...not really." He spent more time with her these days than his sister, so it just threw itself out there without his consent. She was important to him, it was bound to pop out. He had no filters in his mind or his mouth.
__________________________
She stopped kissing him and leaned back a little to look at him questioningly, "Not really..?" she was on the verge of worrying.
__________________________
"It's not a term I use loosely. Let's put it that way. I've seen more of you than anyone lately, so it just slllliiid out." She was going to get him to spit it out. Lust was going to come up in this conversation if he did.
__________________________
She unhooked her legs from around him but kept her arm around his neck as she tilted her head, he was using very careful words. But that would mean.... she furrowed a brow, "Who do you usually call 'baby'?" because what he said was he felt strongly about someone to use that term and because he happened to be with her a lot these days he said it to her, but if it was a term that had meaning to him... he'd used it before.
__________________________
His lips thinned inwardly together as he contemplated that question and how to answer. Did he even answer? This was a tightrope and he was about to crash and burn. "Is the person or persons relevant?" Couldn't she just be content with the fact that it wasn't a common term in his vocabulary.
__________________________
Her brows raised, causing her eyes to widen, "Persons?" so he called a slew of girls 'baby' and she was one of them? "How many girls exactly do you call 'baby'?" she'd dated guys before that would use the same pet name on all girls so they wouldn't mix up their names. She doubted Greed was doing that but still.. it was unsettling.
__________________________
"Like one, fucking christ!" Why did she keep poking for an answer? His mind was immediately hitting the abort button. This was going to be a blood spiller if he got into it. Greed knew when he didn't want to bring up Zoe to Lust, hed learned how to not bring up Lust with Zoe. It was always a tricky line to cross since day one.
__________________________
She frowned and untangled her arm from around his neck at his outburst, "One..." but he'd said he called others that.. so it meant one aside from her. She looked thoughtful and then her face darkened and she looked at him with utter disbelief, "Who?" but her tone suggested she already knew but really fuckin' hoped it wasn't who she thought it was.
__________________________
Greed narrowed his brows, he didn't want to say. He sucked his lips in as if not saying the words made it hurt less. It was who she was thinking, but maybe that would lessen the blow. His face dropped when she let him go. Fuck.
__________________________
The fact he couldn't say it meant it was exactly who she thought it was. She didn't know what possessed him to think this was okay and not just supremely creepy. She felt like she needed a shower now. She let out a disgusted and stressed noise and got up off the bed.
__________________________
He tackled her back down to the bed when she made that attempt to flee. "No," he huffed wrapping her up in his arms like a vice. He had to think a moment, but maybe he'd pulled a bad move.
__________________________
She let out a loud protest when he grabbed her and she glared at him with that death look he got only when he was in big trouble. "Let me go right now." her voice was practically growling.
__________________________
"NO!" He kept his grip, not even giving her room to squirm. Her voice was serious but he wasn't about to let her go to storm off and fume. "Did I kill the moment?" He asked in a squeaky voice.
__________________________
She flinched when he yelled right in her face and then she gave him a look saying in a dull voice, "The moment died a horrific death and is now rotting in a casket." she jiggled side to side to see if that could loosen his hold.
__________________________
She could wiggle. She could juggle, but she wasn't loosening his hold in the slightest. "I will resurrect it." He clamped his bottom lip with his teeth with a determined huff. He didn't get it. It was a big deal for him and she was ruining it. "You're ruining this damnit."
__________________________
She looked at him with wide infuriated eyes, "I'm ruining it!?" she huffed, blowing some hair out of her face as she glared at him, "How would you like it if I called you 'honey'. And it was this sweet special intimate thing and then you found out that I'd been calling Gabe 'honey' all this time?" she gave him a look as if to ask did he get it now?
__________________________
"Ewww. Don't ever do that." It sounded like he was some lollipop being licked after she'd already licked the hell out of another one and liked it better. His face scrunched up in protest. Now that she had brought Gabe into the picture he felt used.
__________________________
She gave him an intense look, "Oh really, why?" she didn't wait for him to answer because she knew he understood why. "How you feel right now, that's exactly how you made me feel." it wasn't an intimate special petname he used for her. It was a chewed up moldy old petname for someone she didn't like. There was nothing special about it.
__________________________
"Oh..." The lightbulb in his head went off, his facial expression softening at the thought. It still didn't change the fact that this was an intimate term for him. "I still don't just say it to anyone. Only to someone close." Now he resembled a sad puppy that understood why it was scolded but not why it was bad.
__________________________
She shrugged, "Fine, I only call people I love 'honey', it doesn't make it less special to who I call it to, right? You wouldn't mind sharing the same special name only for close people to me with the guy you really don't like, right?" she would never do that because she understood how weird and gross it would be to use the same intimate term for someone she cared about that was not a boyfriend as well as her boyfriend. But that was the problem wasn't it, he had two girlfriends. She struggled again.
__________________________
Greed did not like where she was taking this conversation. She had turned into something twisted. She had turned into something demeaning. "No," he said sharp tone.
__________________________
She felt it was twisted for him to say it to her, she felt like crap that she couldn't enjoy something like a petname because of how cheap and used it made her feel. And under it all, she was hurt. She looked in his eyes when he seemed to understand a little more, her tone softening, "I already have to share you... please don't make me share this too."
__________________________
He just stared into those big brown eyes, hungry for some sort of answer he didn't know how to give. In many ways this girlfriend thing was awesome. In others it was confusing as hell. "What do I call you then?" He didn't once look away or beyond her, just through her, gripping to that bit of greed for Greed that she had showcased. It wasn't jealousy. It was just that need to keep what she had without opening the door for someone else to take. He didn't like sharing, and he was finding out she didn't either.
__________________________
She gave him a lopsided smile, "Zoe?" it was what he always called her. "You don't have to call me anything. And if something fits and you wanna call me that, then great. If not... then that's okay too. Why the sudden desire to name me?" he never cared about petnames before.
__________________________
He laser at the loose hair hanging down by his face, shifting his gaze to the soft candy floss. "It was personal to me. It's not a pet name. It just slipped out." He spread the hair that was twirled around his finger outward, distracted by the burst of coconut that fanned out when he played with her hair.
__________________________
"I know.. and I wish.." she hated that it was something that felt tainted. She shook her head, "It means a lot to me that it slipped out.. but..." she took a deep breath and tried to explain it to him, sitting up a little, trying anyway so basically wriggling in his grasp, "Okay, I'm gonna use the honey example again. It's totally normal for most people to have a name that is personal to them. Sweetheart, honey, baby, babe. But they only use that name with their boyfriend or girlfriend, and when they break up, they don't call that person that anymore and call their new girlfriend or boyfriend that, it's a way of showing 'hey this name that is so personal to me, I only say it to you because you are my special person now, not that other person anymore.' And in your case..." the name might be personal but it lumped her in with Lust and she couldn't stand it.
__________________________
He didn't understand things the way most humans did. To Greed she was shunning him for something more intimate. "But Lust isn't my girlfriend." He could see to a point what she meant, it was sharing something she didn't want to share, it was the vibe he could pull from her innermost thoughts. She wanted to be it, but in the way his world worked it wasn't possible. His head hung like a scolded child, still spreading her hair out between hid fingers until she had wiggled enough to look down on him. It wasn't usually this emascalating of a feeling.
__________________________
"But you still call her 'baby'." she said softly, "A personal name is something you give to one person at a time, it's what makes it special." and calling her that didn't make it special, it made it cheap, it made it mass produced. She was as defeated as he was in this and sighed, resting her head on his shoulder.
__________________________
He learned after time that even when he tried to handle her like Lust, the result wad never the same. Zoe was never going to pander to him like a baby, she wasn't going to treat him like a mother. She fought him tooth and nail, and it stuck. "Yeah...I guess so." He was still a little hurt himself.something he'd taken as personal to him was now lessened.
__________________________
She felt like apologizing but didn't. It wasn't her fault really.. it was just the weirdness of the situation, normally they could ignore it but yeah, sometimes they couldn't. She kissed his neck in response a silent thanks, a silent im glad you understand so never call me that again. After a moment she sighed, "Alright.. I guess I should go."
__________________________
When she didn't say sorry he grumbled inwardly. Now he was just pouting as if she had put him in time out. "Go? Why?"
__________________________
She made a contemplative face, "Well, because you always act like you are soooo weirded out any time I show up on your doorstep without announcing it or being summoned and it feels like you don't want me here." and she didn't mind, she understood, his space and bla bla bla. Maybe she minded a little but nothing big. He never smiled even when he first saw her on a surprise, it was always a look of shock or maybe horror. "But I wanted to drop off the tickets and I did so...." she made a slow attempt to get up.
__________________________
"I just don't usually get surprise visits..." He said hooking a finger in the curve of her shirt by her chest. He was the one that jumped in on people, he kind of felt like his gig was getting taken away when others played surprise visits. He had to get acquainted with how to deal with it. His finger wiggled down her shirt in between that crease in her chest, "it doesn't mean I want you to leave."
__________________________
"You do it to me all the time. Half the time you don't even knock on the door." she hit him lightly. "Do you not like me surprising you and just dropping by?" even though it was something he took for granted with her. She looked down at her chest where he was wriggling a finger around in her shirt and furrowed a brow, swatting at his hand as if he was a bug on her shirt.
__________________________
"I don't know," he was quite entertained by her chest, especially when she swatted him away. He continued to play. "It feels like someone gettin' in on my territory. Not used to it being reversed unless its my siblings or a Virtue."
__________________________
She gave him a look of disbelief with a half smile, "Really? You drag me into your bed every other night, we have dinner here and breakfast here, I spend most weekends here, but me dropping by unannounced is trespassing?" she scrunched her lips together as his hand went back to her chest and she used her good hand to twine her fingers with his that were poking around her boobs, not really a loving gesture as much as one to stop his spider hands.
__________________________
"Yeah..." he squeaked, his response dropping off into thin air. It was quickly followed by a whine when she took his hands away from their playmates. He had his own schedule, he forgot other people had their own. "It's different when I do it..." His bottom lip puckered out as he whipped out that droopy-eyed face.
__________________________
She gave him a look and let his hand go, not falling for his puppy dog eyes, "Okay... so you don't wanna be equal then? Hmm.. okay." she thought and then used her finger to hook into his boxers hem, her finger rubbing against his pelvic bone and then she paused, "Wait no.. I'm sorry. I'm doing to you what you were doing to me.. and you don't like that." so she removed her finger and gave him a satisfied look. Not all things being reciprocal were bad..
__________________________
There was a pleased grin that appeared on his fat lips when she started that little tease---and then stopped! "No, no, no! That's not the same!" He huffed.
__________________________
She shrugged, "Why not? You said that you can surprise me at my place, but I shouldn't at yours. So same thing here. You stuck one finger in my clothing, and then I did it to you buuuuut then I didn't wanna trespass into your territory." she raised a brow, if she couldn't drop by his place and he could hers, she would do the exact opposite and not do other things either that he did to her.
__________________________
"Those are two different things! I don't care if you trespass this!" He motioned his hands over his body with waves in the air. "Trespass this, its all wanted!"
__________________________
She wrinkled her nose and threw up her good hand, "No, see, I don't wanna risk it. If I can't trespass your home cause you don't like it, then what about your food? Or your body? Or your clothes? I mean..." she looked off to the side, "It's just better to not trespass altogether."
__________________________
"Nooo---" he looked at her and shook his head. "No, no, no, its not the same---" he continued to whine. She was making a point. He could smell the ground terms already. She was going to make this difficult on him...
__________________________
She raised her brows, "How is it different? You come over unannounced all the time at my apartment. But I do it to you and you don't like it. So if you stick your finger down my shirt, maybe you won't like me sticking my finger in your boxers. I mean... if we aren't going to be equal then I just won't know, will I." she was hinting towards a deal.
__________________________
"Stooop..." He continued to whine like a baby. She was ruining this. Completely. In a grumpy attempt he tugged on her shirt, pulling it until it went over her head and he tossed it across the room. Ha ha! Now how was she going to argue this! He looked triumphant. He'd noticed too that she had put back on her weight, so those nice, perky boobs of hers were displayed nicely in their holster. That needed to go too!
__________________________
"Hey!" she said and grabbed with her good hand at her shirt but since she only had one hand, he got it off of her. She gave him a dirty look, "And what was the point of that??" she asked and poked him in the chest with her good finger.
__________________________
"You said equal, so wiggle out of those shorts already." He pointed at her with a shaky finger. "Then maybe I'll listen to your argument."
__________________________
Her mouth dropped open, "No. Way." she crossed her arms over her chest and shook her head, "We're talking about how you don't like me coming over as a surprise, not stripping me down for your enjoyment." if he wanted her out of her shorts, he'd have to do it himself because like hell was she taking them off.
__________________________
"Alright!" He gave her opportunity, now he would do what he had to to put them on equal ground. He rocked his hips to the side, rolling them over where he tugged at her shorts, but not before laying on a scrumptous kiss while loosening the button and zipper. The rest was an easy go. She would have an easy time now with his attention, or he'd find something else to keep him occupied---like all of those wonderful natural curves....
__________________________
Her eyes went wide and she tried to protest with her one good arm, "NOT! I said NOT stripping me down for your enjoyment!" the rest of her complaint muffled as he locked lips with her. Her legs kicked as he got her shorts off and she gave him as stern look as she could being half naked on her back looking up at him, "Are you finished....."
__________________________
"Mmmhmm," he nodded with his lips thinned and tucked inside his mouth. He flopped on her, his finger back to tracing that crease down the middle of her chest. They had some serious things to discuss, but he was enjoying the view.
__________________________
She groaned when he flopped on her and went back to her cleavage. "Chance.. pay attention, come on. We need to talk about this. Tell me how it makes you feel when I surprise come over." she knew he didn't hate it once she was there. Even on Valentine's, he'd been weirded out but then didn't want her to go, same as today.
__________________________
She kept this serious when he wanted to just enjoy her. She started this in the first place. It was her fault for giving him the tickets! She put him in this mood. "Do I have to?" He whined, resting his head against her shoulder. After a long groan he huffed and puffed a little longer. She was dragging it out of him instead of letting it get glossed over. She wasn't Lust. It wasn't going to work.
__________________________
She squirmed and made a face, at least he didn't rest his head like a kid on her chest but even this was a little baby like for a man. "No... but I'd like you to.." she never forced him to do anything, he knew that. This was what she'd like and she half nude under him at his mercy, his decision if he wanted to give it to her and take other things for himself.
__________________________
It was that one sentence. No... but I'd like you to. When she left the door open he walked right through. Lust never gave him the option, but when Zoe asked he felt compelled. "It just feels like an invasion. I have my own schedule. Usually when I'm surprised..." He took another deep breath, "I don't have control of it." Greed was all about control when it came to his things. There was a level of it slipping from his grasp when someone else turned the tables. He felt thrown off his own wheel.
__________________________
She listened to him and frowned a little, "Yeah and I've brought a lot of surprises into your life, huh...." she slid one naked leg inbetween his and looked at him, "But remember in Lithuania... when you didn't have control all the time...? That wasn't bad, right?"
__________________________
It was the first time since they'd come back from Lithuania that he'd had a moment to think about it. What had happened, what the Sin hated, what he'd fell into and how good it felt. His stomach flipped around at the memory. "Yeah..." He trailed off, closing his eyes at that tingle up his spine. "It wasn't..." It just made his Sin go absolutely crazy.
__________________________
The side of her foot traced up and down along his calf, "And each time I've... 'invaded' you... which is two, I've brought a gift. Which, I'm not saying it would be every time... but.. you seem to like that." she sighed, "I mean, I guess it's not a big deal.. I can always call before I come." it was the polite and respectful thing to do, "I just.. I don't know. Whenever you surprise me at my place, I smile when I see you because I didn't expect to see you but there you are and it makes me happy. And whenever I've done that to you... you never smile and I think you actually said 'what's up'..." she wrinkled her nose, Greed rarely said that as a greeting to her like she was some lame buddy of his and not his girlfriend. It put her out a bit that he didn't seem to think of her as a surprise bit of happiness, more like an inconvenience.
__________________________
Surprises were fun like crashing a party. This was his party and he didn't like it being crashed. Zoe did bring party favors which was a bonus…
"Do I?" He'd not noticed how unenthused he became. It was a defense by keeping the bin wanted shit out--only zoe didn't bring anything unwanted. It was usually good. He then wiggled his hands like he was grabbing for something. "Surprises to a Sin usually end in blood, death, sex, negation or Satan himself. I'm not used to this..." He waved between them. He still wasn't as human as she wanted to think of him as most times.
__________________________
She nodded, trying not to show how disappointed and kinda hurt it made her. She winced a little, "Granted some of the surprises you've gotten because of me haven't been all that great but when it's just me surprises to you so far have ended in cooking, going grocery shopping, and you dragging me into your bed and stripping me half naked." all things a lot less worse than death and gore and what not. She wanted his trust, at least a little, outside of a dead zone.
__________________________
It was asking a lot of the Sin to jump on board with such a concept. It was entirely out of his comfort zone, and he had laughed at human Greed saying yes to that kind of lack of control. She had lined up a string of good candidates for her good surprises, and she was pandering to his innermost boyish fantasies of going to something like a convention. So, she had not tricked him yet. There wasn't a catch that he could find in her scheme, but he was learning not everyone had a scheme. Not even her. "True...tickets to a con is not death or maiming." He looked down to those ample, plump breasts of hers that were right in his face, peaking out over her bra each time she inhaled. They rose and fell. "You make a valid point...." His eyes were down but the Sin was definitely negotiating.
__________________________
She let out a short laugh and rolled her eyes, smacking him on the arm, "Am I making a valid point or are my boobs making a valid point?" though he had her boobs in his face and in his bed right because she surprised him this morning. It was an invasion but an invasion of curves, legs, butt, and boobs, plus lips, hair and eyes.. and was that really an invasion he'd not want? "I'm serious though.. I won't drop by unannounced again if you don't want me to.. but maybe.. if you think you might learn to be okay with it.. we could try to see if I can make it a little more interesting." since she wouldn't have a gift every time.
__________________________
"You are but they are helping your case." He couldn't help it, they were just out for his attention. She was a horrible girl. "It's your fault for having sexy tits!" It wasn't his fault, not at all. He instantly perked at the words 'interesting'. "Make it a little more interesting?" Now he looked up to her face. That damn face that had sexy, cute features too. Why was his girlfriend so perfectly put together? Fuck.
__________________________
She blushed a little and smacked him lightly again. She nodded and tried to figure out how, "Yeah... only if you're cool with me surprising you once in awhile. And you like me invading your body, right? So let's say.. if I do surprise you, I can greet you in a special way." her fingers slid down his spine and when they bumped against his boxers, they burrowed right in, her hand right on his bare butt which she grabbed with enough firmness that he'd get pushed into her. "Something like that?" she raised a brow to see if he had any suggestions.
__________________________
She hardly ever just grabbed on unless in the throws of passion. It was controlling in a way Greed was comfortable with. At her grab he literally purred against her ear with a tug of her earlobe between his teeth. "I can go with that," he gave her a wide-eyed primal look. She was barking up the right tree.
__________________________
She was trying to hold in a giggle because it was so absurd but she couldn't hide her grin as she looked at him, "So you're sure you're okay with having me surprise you sometimes?" she squeezed his backside again. Though she was pretty sure he was going to insist that she do it with boobs on display.
__________________________
She was the girlfriend of a super sexual being, so any hint of her asserting herself was definitely hitting the right spot. His hands raked down her sides like soft claws until he reached the hem of her underwear. "Do I get this too?" He dropped his eyes to her chest which still rose and fell with her breathing. He pressed his thumbs against the curve of where her leg met her hip. She was delicious.
__________________________
She bit her bottom lip when his hands went to her undies, there was literally very little they could do and technically he didn't get uncomfortable unless both of them were entirely naked, "Are you negotiating?"
__________________________
"I am," he nuzzled her neck, his fingers slipping the edges of her undies down even though he knew full well he was treading an even thinner line than he had before. "I have my own terms."
__________________________
She let out a surprised squeal of protest, her legs squirming around, "Whatreyoudoing?" she said and gave him a look with wide eyes and heated cheeks. She put her casted arm on his chest, "Tell me your terms." trying to distract him from his job of undressing her that he'd taken on since she arrived.
__________________________
He took a deep breath with a long exhale. He moved his fingers up which made her stop squirming. He hooked them then on the straps of her bra, pulling her forward as if they were leather belts strapping her down. "I want these."
__________________________
She let out a breath of relief when he abandoned her underwear and then raised her brows, " she blinked up at him as he pulled her closer, "You know they're sorta part of me, right? If I surprised you they'd sorta be coming with me..."
__________________________
He snapped the straps, her skin pink from the jolt of tight fabric, then lining the top of the cup that hid them from him. He'd seen her naked, had sex with her, but Hr acted as if he'd seen her breasts for the first time. He slipped his fingers back under the straps, making them dance. "Maybe if you know you're stopping by you could doll them up a little." She had a handful and then some, he enjoyed that.
__________________________
She let out a surprised, "Ow!" not that it hurt, it was just unexpected when he snapped the straps. She eyed his hand as they went near the cup and then back to the straps, "Doll them up...? Like... how?"
__________________________
She was his playground, he had learned to be creative with what they could and couldn't do. Right now he was fixated with her upper half and the sling they were in. He slipped the bra strap down off her shoulder where his lips soon followed. "Dress them up a little. Go for something a little more," he kissed her skin over that curve as he spoke, "sexy." Zoe might not see what he did, but there was a definite sexy streak in her when she didn't think on it.
_________________________
It was mind boggling to her how he could look at her with such desire in his eyes, like a wolf just wanting to gobble her up. Her casted hand rested on the mattress and her other was tracing nonsensical patterns on his rear under his boxers. She couldn't resist teasing him so said, "Like... a sports bra?"
__________________________
"No!" Sports bras were not attractive in the least. "Like lace or something," his lips gently ghosted over that definitive line from her chest to her collarbone. "I never get to see your lace when you do have it."
__________________________
She let out a small laugh at his reaction and then her mouth dropped open, "Are you crazy? I only own lace because of you!" she removed her hand from his butt to smack him lightly. She didn't own a lot of it but what she did have, she wore for him.
__________________________
"But I want to see more of it!" He purred against her skin. With that hair the smell of coconut permeated to her skin, he just wanted to lick all of her. There was something new to enjoy every time.
__________________________
She chuckled in frustration, "You already seeeee so much of it. Though... you have a point, I only own that one green lacy bra." she turned her head towards him as he continued to kiss her skin, "I can't afford lacy things right now, they barely cover anything but are super expensive. I'll save up and buy one for Christmas, that can be your present."
__________________________
"I'll buy you lacy things. I want to see the full thing...just the lace with a hint if your milky skin poking through----ahhhh---man its just---" he growled deep, describing her like she was some fancy, tasteful dinner, "god fuckinf damnit it would be so sexy."
__________________________
She was amused and flattered by his reaction and put her hand on his cheek, "Easy, tiger..." she moved his face so he could look at her instead of her boobs for five seconds, leaning up to give him a quick kiss, "Don't you think that's the biggest tease for you?" since it would be sexy but he wouldn't be able to do anything about it.
__________________________
"I don't care. Do you know how hot that would be?" He chewed on his bottom lip, giving himself mental imagery was about just as much a tease as the real deal.
__________________________
She gave another short laugh while she frowned, "So.. what...? I'd wear a lacy bra and lie here while you stared at my boobs for an hour?" he could take the bra off after but he'd never really touched her in a sexy time way outside of the deadzone, mainly because she was sure it would make him so hard he'd combust.