Zoe (history_repeats) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2013-10-12 21:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | greed, zoe hansen |
WHO: Greed and Zoe
WHEN: Friday
WHERE: NYCC, Hotel
WHAT: Greed is in high demand, Another ex
WARNING: Out of nowhere serious conversations
Greed had gotten up at six in the morning, bouncing around the hotel room as if he'd not sustained a fake injury the day before. He'd spent the entire morning primping himself in costume. He would be there the moment the doors opened to wow the tens and thousands of people that had showed for this event. He wasn't he only peacock at this convention, but anyone would be hard pressed to outdo him.
It was now the middle of the afternoon and they'd been walking around for hours touring the convention center through the waves of people. He'd pick-pocketed a few but mostly puffed himself out when he was stopped for a photo. At this moment he was swarmed with at least a handful of girls swooning of his blonde hair and star spangly outfit. He was the best damn Captain America any of them had ever seen.
The cameras flashed for at least five minutes before one of the professional photographers coming around waved Zoe into the shoot. "Peggy get in there!" he said pointing towards Greed who stood like the statue of David in the perfect stoic pose.
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Zoe woke up a little later than Greed, she took time to do her hair in the 40's style and her makeup right and put on the green dress that he had gotten her so she could play a proper Peggy Carter to his Captain America. She'd never been to a con either and it was overwhelming seeing how many people were there. Greed was of course flocked by girls wherever he went, being asked for a photo every few steps and she'd normally look at a booth or chat with folks while he was busy strutting and flirting with girls. But when the professional photographer wanted to include her, her eyes widened and she pointed at herself, "Me?" she asked in total surprise, "Oh... oh no no, that's okay. This is his thing." and she was wearing a costume but not a mask, there was no way she could have her picture taken with Greed.
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"Come on. You look fantastic. Just one," the photographer held up his camera almost begging her to join. He looked over to Greed with a smile. "Hey Cap, why not take a picture with Peggy?" He pointed over at Zoe then flashed his camera. Greed was so wrapped up in the mood that he tugged Zoe over towards him happily. She looked good against him, her costume as professional as his own.
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Her anxiety spiked when he pulled her over to him, "Chance.." she said in an urgent whisper, her eyes still wide, "What're you doing? We can't take a picture together. You can see my face.." or did he forget he already mentioned to everyone he was going as Captain America and that if pictures of them together got out his family might want to pound her into the dirt, not to mention others.
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He had forgotten too wrapped up in the hype to turn away. Her whisper was an almost desperate plea, so he flipped her around to bed back in a kiss. No one could see her face, so as far as anyone in his family was concerned he was just getting a taste of the con girls. The photographer took his shot. When he was done he asked Zoe for one by herself.
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She was taken by surprise with the kiss and when it ended, she smiled at him, "Sneaky." when she was back up, she looked at him handsome in his uniform, it would be nice to have a picture together, to be able to be a couple together without worry of someone snapping a picture and it winding up on instagram or something. She started to say, "I wish--" but the photographer was asking for a photo of her and there were some slutty looking girls pawing at Greed for his attention. So she stepped back to let him have his fun and for her to get her picture taken and was pretty sure it wouldn't be printed without Captain America with her so she was safe.
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The girls couldn't stop pawing him, each one as busty as the last in their Poison Ivy's, Harley Quinn's, girl Thor's and a million others who wished he'd bend them back with a kiss. His picture was bound to be all over the internet littered like a bulliton board with millions tacks.
Once the glitter of flashes ebbed for a few minutes, Greed snatched Zoe away into a hidden corner by a set of elevators to the second floor. "So, Miss Peggy do I get a second kiss?" He smelled like the perfume of a a dozen other girls but his eyes were on her.
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Zoe sometimes got irked by the girls who threw themselves at Greed but moments like this made her smile because no matter how many girls rubbed up on him, he only looked at her like that. She didn't know how he looked at Lust but with mortal girls at least she was ahead somewhat. She put her arms around his neck, "I don't know... do you have time for one with all your demanding groupies?" she teased.
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His hands fit snuggly on her hips where the military style dress hugged her waist. Her lips were a brighter shade of red, popping off her face in a vintage way. She didn't look trashy like the others. She showed less skin and still looked sexy. "None of them stick."
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She usually didn't wear lipstick, especially red but the look called for it and she hoped she was pulling it off. "You sure? That Lady Thor seemed pretty stuck to you." she said with a chuckle, some of the girls weren't afraid to show how much they wanted him. She scrunched up her nose, "How many hotel rooms have you been invited back to so far?" leaning in closer to his lips.
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"Lady Thor was taller than me." The girl had practically been on stilts. "I could also see her cellulite. I'll pass." There was nothing wrong with the girl, she was even a real blonde, but Greed liked his plump, milky way in red lipstick.
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"Lady Thor was taller than me." The girl had practically been on stilts. "I could also see her cellulite. I'll pass." There was nothing wrong with the girl, she was even a real blonde, but Greed liked his plump, milky way in red lipstick.
"In the last five minutes? Six. Since this morning....nearly all of the Hyatt."
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She mock furrowed her brow at him and shook her head, "Picky, picky." her mouth dropped open when he told her how many offers he had, she laughed nervously because she was damn sure he wasn't kidding. He could be off with any of the slim leggy booby girls here but he was holding her. Her nose rubbed against his lightly, her lips brushing over his as she asked softly, "Tempted?"
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"Tempted for what your mouth?" His lashes just brushed his cheeks as he zoned in on their closeness. "Oh, you mean the room offers..." He waited a moment to ponder with his eyes unmoving. "If I saw them out of costume I'd probably run. I already know what you look like out if costume and its sexy..." He whispered into the air.
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She liked that he thought about it. It stung less than it used to but she always appreciated his honesty. She smiled big when he called her sexy and gave him a steamy kiss to back up his statement. When the kiss broke she whispered, "You know, most of them would probably keep the costume on.."
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"Most of them would be an easy lay without much effort." She gave him a little bit to work with even when they could go at it. Her lipstick left his lips a darker pink than usual. He kept his eyes closed even when the kiss was over imagining all the things he could do to her in his mind. Sometimes it made him feel a little better to daydream the possibilities.
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She smiled, resting her brow against his, "Ah, so I have to watch out for the hard to get skin tight catwoman cosplayers." even now, they weren't kissing or being sexy, it was just a nice moment, holding each other and it was... relaxing. She kept her eyes open, watching him daydream about who knew what. She nudged him with her nose lightly, "What're you thinking of?"
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"Mmmm...cat woman is one sexy lady..." At her prodding question his eyes flew open, heavy lashes no longer hiding his thoughts from his eyes. "All kinds of dirty things," he purred, swishing her hips from side to side.
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She chuckled and let him sway her hips, she raised a brow, "You're Captain America, he's a good boy...." though the irony of him dressed up as Captain America only hit her now, Steve Rogers would be horrified if he ever met Greed.
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"Please." He puffed his pretty little bangs upward with a devious face. "Captain America is still a boy with a penis." He wasn't perfect and clean-cut. All that was a facade. "This Cap has all kinds of ideas that would make the real Cap's face turn red. Besides...I'm so much better looking in this suit than he is." He was a rare, attractive geek boy.
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She laughed softly, "That's true, you are." she kissed his lips briefly and then laughed again, "And your lips look like you're wearing cherry chapstick." she narrowed her eyes as she leaned in closer, "And blush, you have several different lipstick colors on your cheek.... and neck. Including green." she raised her brows in an appraising way.
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"Green?" He said with a grossed out face. He hated green. It was such an Envy color. He wiped at his cheek only making the lipstick smudges smear all over.
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"You know I'm more grossed out by the tons of girls saliva on you more than the color." she took his hand, "You're just smearing it together, come on... you can clean up in the bathroom and then return to your adoring fans."
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After he'd scrubbed his face clean he emerged from the bathroom convincing Zoe he needed to eat. They'd gotten outside at least to head in one of the fast food restaurants, but not far enough without him being stopped for pictures. A crowd surrounded him, once again leaving Zoe on her own.
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She didn't mind Greed being in the spotlight, he loved it and soaked it up so she'd do something else whenever he got mobbed. Right now she was standing in line to place their order when she thought she heard her name. She turned around and looked surprised when a guy in a costume swooped in and put his arms around her. She panicked for a split second and then said in shock, "Derek!?" relaxing with a small laugh and hugging the enthusiastic man.
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Greed heard her name across the way but he couldn't see much of anything besides head pieces, props, and wigs. Even his shield couldn't do anything to ward off the gaggle of people so he could get to where Zoe was. In fact, what direction had it been? He couldn't even spot her now as his head spun in circles in each direction like a wayward compass. Who knew she was there other than George? And if it had been George he'd felt a tingly little good saintly feeling that he'd want to stab in the face.
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Zoe stepped back from Derek as he asked, "What're you doing here? Lemme see this." he took her hand and slowly twirled her to check out her Peggy cosplay and let out a low whistle, "Nicely done."
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Greed was still in the hoard of female and male costumers who kept wanting pictures, more than that Greed was trying to get a spot on his girlfriend through all the crazy head colors he kept seeing. Finally he spotted her with....the Black Panther? Oh hell, who was moving in on her now? He needed to slide through this crowd somehow. He wished he had a machete as a prop.
Derek removed the mask so Zoe had a face to deal with instead of speaking through fabric. It had been years.
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Zoe couldn't help it, Derek had been her first for many things and you never forgot your first. She still felt a little nervous but couldn't stop staring at his face, it was like being back in high school. She threw her hands up, "Wow, so how are you?" he replied with the standard, "Great! You? I just.. I never thought this was your thing." Her mouth opened and she gestured off to the side, "It's not.. my boyfriend.. he's a big fan." she ran a hand through her hair and gave a smile, "I'm here with him."
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"Boyfriend?" Not that Derek could say he was all that surprised, especially dressed like that she was impressive. He wondered what geeky guy she had come with. "Where is this guy that managed to drag you to a comic convention?" He couldn't stop staring at her. "Well you look great, really." His eyes shimmied down and up again. "You should come sit with us. I'm here with Trevor," Derek's younger brother by a few years.
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"Thanks." she said sincerely and waved her hands up and down in relation to him, "You look amazing too." she nodded, "Oh I'd love to say hi to Trevor.... but my boyfriend lemme see. He's over... there." she pointed at the crowd in general. There was Greed surrounded by the mob of girls and there were some nerdier looking guys standing and watching the crowd too so hard to tell who she was pointing at.
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There was an avalanche of bodies being pushed out of the way as Greed had had enough of pictures as some dude in black was hovering in on his girlfriend. Derek looked around pointing a finger in the air, "Which one?" But then before he could really say something else, Captain America came over looking like he'd stepped right out of the movie itself. Once he stood beside Zoe, leaning over to give her a quick kiss, it was obvious. Derek put two and two together with a lightbulb going off on in his head. Of course. He motioned between them, "Peggy and Steve." The costume Greed had on though was enough to be envious over. It looked tailor made and yet as genuine as the one off set.
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Zoe didn't have a chance to point out which one since Captain America came over and kissed her. She smiled at him and then chuckled as Derek put it together, "Yup." she looked at Greed, "Chance, this is Derek. Derek, Chance, my boyfriend." not really mentioning how she knew Derek.
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"Wow," was all Derek could say, taking a moment to rub the sleeve of Greed's suit between his fingers. "Is that all real in there?" Usually you got your average looking guys in these things, but this guy looked built. Greed's crystal blue eyes were intent on staying with this guy and making sure he made no moves on his girlfriend. "Hi," he said simply, his arm instinctively going around Zoe's waist as if to silently say back off. But, as usual, Greed's jealousy didn't stop there. He wasn't about to be introduced without know the how. He was smart though, and even though he was half-joking he didn't expect Zoe to even agree to it. "Old boyfriend?" He had no idea it was the first, which would crush Greed faster than someone stabbing a knife into her chest.
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Zoe had forgotten what a comic book fan Derek was as well.. she'd never really shown an interest in it when she was with him. With Greed, she wanted to try to learn about his passions and hobbies. She leaned into Greed when he kept her close and looked at the ground when Greed asked if he was an old boyfriend. Zoe didn't respond but Derek did with a laugh, "Yeah, but I promise it's not awkward." but it kinda was.
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Greed laughed but it was big and obviously fake as he was trying to keep himself from throwing this guy into some kind of wall, but they were standing in the middle of a line of people. His laugh was also demeaning but he had things to protect. "As long as you don't say you were her first in bed?" His brows went up with his pointer finger. He was throwing a fast one, but it two was going to bite him in the ass.
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Zoe's mouth hit the ground and she looked at him horrified, ramming her elbow into his chest, hissing, "Chance!" at him, but she was turning absolutely red. Derek looked surprised but kinda amused as he grinned, "Well I cannot tell a lie...." Zoe covering her face mortified.
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The joys of her dating someone that was not like every other person----he had no filter. He came across as a smartass to this stranger who had not only hugged his girlfriend moments ago, but---wait did the guy just admit that? Greed put his hand to his stomach. "I think I'm gonna be sick." They might as well have slapped chloroform on his face and stuffed him down a well to die. The slow process of envy would eat away at him the whole day---fuck that the whole weekend. Out of all the people to run into they had to make it the first sexual encounter she'd ever had?
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Zoe's hands slid down to cover her burning cheeks and she didn't know what to do so gave Derek a big fake smile and said, "So nice running into you, we have to go now." and she groped blindly to grab Greed's hand so they could just get the hell out of here.
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It was weird, Derek even had to admit that. "Hey, it was a long time ago." He could see she was embarrassed. "Besides I won't say another word else Captain America here might crush my face in a headlock. You said you'd say hi to Trevor. Come on, it's not like we're ever going to run into each other again." He waved her over, Greed and all towards one of the tables they were sitting in outside, maneuvering through the crowd until there was a stopping point.
Greed wasn't even hungry anymore, though physically speaking he should shovel something in his mouth. When they got to the table, Trevor who was now not the middle schooler Zoe had remembered gasped and gave her a hug too. Greed however never let go of her hand once she put it there. Even when they sat down. "Wow! Zoe! Look at you!," Trevor also poured on the same formalities that most did in the given situation. "This your guy?" He looked over to Derek with a look on his face that said surprise. "I have to say that's surprising." He offered a hand to Greed. "Trevor," pointing a thumb in the other direction to his brother, "I'm his brother."
"Chance." His name was a little bitter on his tongue. He was assessing what this Derek had had that was so special. Mike he could have picked on, that was a twig in wire wrapping. This guy was...well he was the opposite of Greed in every way...
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She sighed but nodded, she had said she'd say hi to Trevor. She hugged him one handed since Greed wouldn't let go, "Wow, you must be in college now!" more of the thanks and catching up. She smiled and gave a nod when he asked if Greed was her guy, a little annoyed when he said it was surprising. Most mortals even found them strange together. When Greed didn't take the guy's hand, she just gave a nervous smile, "He's tired, he's been mobbed all day for pictures."
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"Why is that surprising?" Greed's brows were heavily knitted together with a stern face. He wasn't smiling anymore. Trevor laughed a little nervously trying to find the right words. They were in the year 2013, but there was still a stigma. "No offense you just look like a footballing white guy." He waved his hand in the air. "I just thought you'd always end up with someone like Derek." He needed to put his foot in his mouth because this awkward situation was already ripping open a little wider with each second.
Trevor tried to make it up but punching a fist in the air. "Go, go Captain America hey? I bet your all over the internet. It's a pretty sweet costume." Greed's stern face didn't budge at first, but eventually it softened making the same air fist with a laugh and a new face. "Ah I know right?" he cleared his throat sitting up a little straighter, "I just make an ass load of money and have a six pack most guys would shit themselves for." He laughed again. He wasn't touching the race card, Greed never saw boundaries.
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She was disappointed and severely annoyed as she let out a breath. She looked at the kid and she could see some of Derek's prejudices in his younger brother, "Trevor... you know my grandfather's white, right? My mom was a mix and so am I." she held up a finger with her free hand, "And don't try to say you meant more like his build or his personality because I know what you were implying." Mike had been white but Derek had never met him, she and Derek made a good looking couple, when they were together, you knew they just looked like they were together but their relationship was all wrong. With Greed, you wouldn't think it if you saw them apart, but when they were together, she knew people could tell they just belonged together.
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"Oh is that what you were saying?" Greed put on his amused face easily but he was being smug. Greed didn't see race. He infected any and every individual, there were no race lines when it came to Sin. Anyone was a victim no matter what they were. The insides were the same. He lifted up his hand that was still twined with Zoe's, "I just thought she had one kickass tan. She is Greek you know." His brows flattened then. Trevor and Derek both put in their place pretty quickly, even if Derek hadn't been the one laying out the words. They were both guilty of thinking it.
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She chuckled at Greed's tan remark and looked at him with a bright smile when he called her Greek. She was, huh. A fact she knew he liked to ignore because of pantheon rivalry. Derek looked weirded out and raised an incredulous brow, "You're Greek...?" she looked at him and nodded, "A quarter. And damn proud of it." not that she knew she was part Greek till earlier that year but yes, she was.
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"Her grandfather is some sort of renegade pirate too." He threw his fingers out in a whirly fashion through the air. It was all true, the Sin wasn't even pulling a lie, he was just having fun messing with mortals. It kept his mind off imagining Zoe and that, it wouldn't have a name actually getting naked and nasty. It wasn't the mental imagery Greed needed right now or he might pull out his dark moves. Even with Envy not around Greed was hanging on something heavy.
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At the pirate comment both brothers gave them strange looks and Zoe was done, "Well guys it was great seeing you again..." she said as she slowly got up still holding Greed's hand. Derek stood up quickly, "Yeah you too.. I'm only in town for the con, maybe we can get together for dinner." he glanced at Greed, "All of us." Zoe looked hesitant but Derek took out his card and handed it to her, "Call me and lemme know."
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Greed was quick to snatch the card up before it left Derek's hand into hers. He stuffed it in his pocket. "Sure thing." He did shake Derek's hand then, sure to give him a pulse of what he'd lost. Greed had found it and this kid wasn't going to get a taste ever again. He could feel it radiate through him softly, but it was still there, that desire to want what you let go, wondering if you should have ever made that choice in the first place. The what if was always a glorious thing for a Sin to drag out of mortal's heads. "Maybe you'll find yourself a new girlfriend while you're here." Greed gave a mock surprise. Greed was grabbing at strings trying to make it as uncomfortable as he could because he felt like shit and when he felt like shit he wanted someone to take the blow.
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Zoe's hand was open from where she was going to take the card but didn't get to. She smiled at Derek apologetically, "We'll let you know." making sure he understood this was a 'we' thing, she wasn't going to go on dinner dates with ex-boyfriends without her current boyfriend. Derek looked at Greed oddly and blurted out, "Looking to just make memories really." and seemed surprised that he said it and so readily admitted that he was just interested in casual sex. He yanked his hand back and tried to cover up his vocal stumble, "So yeah, great to meet you... and hope we'll see you around."
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Greed gave him a wink that said yeah good luck. "I've got a hotel of room numbers you're more than welcome to try out." Proving just a little that he was most definitely better than any old flame of Zoe's. That was two strikes down and unless she happened to run into her one one night stand he'd have hit most of her past sex partners already. His hand was still leeched to Zoe's as they started off back in line to the food court, because suddenly Greed's appetite was back. "Can I just rewrite your past or something?" He was definitely unnerved by the whole situation. "Your first, seriously?" he threw his head in huff, still plenty loud for Derek and his brother to hear.
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When Derek went to hug her goodbye, she got yanked away by Greed and settled on just waving. She tugged on his hand to get them a bit further away from Derek so he couldn't hear Greed's noises and remarks. She didn't even respond when he asked if he could rewrite her past, he knew he couldn't. "Yes, my first. We all have one."
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He appeared the dominating in the worst way, making her do what he wanted, but actually they had a pretty sweet deal of a relationship when things went smoothly. He didn't want her to be fondled by that guy's smell the rest of the day, it already burned his nose. Greed stopped to ponder her remark but his first wasn't exactly like humans who were 'pure' before it all. They were born good and pure and then the world ripped it away. Sin and evil doing filtered through their lives and made choices their regrets and their undoing. So, no, Greed did not look at it the same but it still made his skin crawl just the same. It meant that had been the first to taint her, and with his pride running through, as most boys did he wanted to be better in ALL ways. He wanted to erase those memories of her first because Greed wanted to be it. Past. Present. Future.
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She wouldn't be surprised if he'd told her he didn't want her to smell like Derek but she would have told him that she had to put up with twenty different perfumes rubbed all over him so there was that. When he didn't say anything else, she hoped it meant the conversation was over and just squeezed his hand as they picked up their order that she had placed earlier.
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But Greed wasn't through. This would roll through his mind for hours. Days even. He wasn't going to be able to switch it off in his brain because the conversation ended. "Why was he the first?" He didn't understand it, he didn't like it and it still made him gag.
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Zoe took off her heels and carefully sat on the bed and took out a burger and handed it to him and took one herself to bite into. They'd come back to the hotel room to have lunch in peace so no one could bother them. She was chewing when he asked that question and she pursed her lips. She took a sip of her soda and then swallowed, "Because he was my boyfriend...." she didn't really know how to answer the question.
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Sans gloves and red boots Greed sat Indian style on the bed beside her nearly wolfing down that burger like he hadn't eaten in days. Gluttony would have been proud. "But what made you go 'I'm gonna fuck this guy?'" Not the most eloquent way to express it, but he was still feeling a little territorial.
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She hung her head because that was just... she sighed and looked at him, "Does it matter? I'm not with him anymore. I'm with you." she ran a hand through her hair and ruffled it a little. He had known that she'd had sex before him. Before Mike even... but she supposed it was a surprise to actually meet the guy.
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"It does matter! Because now he's got this spot over me." All Sins were pretty prideful for the most part, Greed had a leg up on his sister today. He was morbidly curious and pissed to hell. Some dog pissed in his yard before it was his yard! And whether or not Zoe really wanted to talk about it, Greed was going in like a freight train.
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She let out a frustrated breath, "It's just gonna get you more worked up." but he was already pretty far down the crazy lane, she turned to him, "You weren't my first, you know this. There is no way that you can be. But you are my last, doesn't that count for something?" she asked with a pleading look. And also expertly dodging the question.
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He grabbed a handful of her french fries spread out on the paper bag stuffing more than too many in his mouth and still trying to talk. It was more than that though really, it was being nicked by her past, in his face, shaking his hand. "It's worse than dying..." he groaned swallowing the fries but feeling just as nauseated as he had earlier. It was the imagery. It was ruining his con experience. He flopped his back against the bed, facing her with a groan.
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She picked up one of the fries and munched on it, looking at him insulted, "Being my last as in I will never sleep with another man because I'm committed to you is worse than dying?"
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Greed threw a crumpled up napkin at her which bounced off her nose and back at him like a boomerang. "No. Thinking of you and him and knowing he popped your cherry is worse than dying." Did he have to have a face to go with it? Before it was like this invisible person. A no name, no face entity that happened to open the doors of her sexual life. He grabbed the air with his hands. It was a competition. Something he had to compete with and while Greed went at competition full force, he didn't always do so eloquently. He did it with the mind of a five year old who had wanted it first. It wasn't exactly something she had that he'd ever experience either, though she had opened his sexual world into something totally new.
The fact remained he wasn't her first and he wouldn't ever be. And he wanted that. It wasn't like just some normal jealous boy. She had to deal with the Sin and the boy who were livid.
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She wiggled her nose when he threw the napkin at it and ate her burger while he whined. "You asked him about it, that's why you're thinking about it because now you know. Just stop thinking bout it." she picked up another fry, "What difference does it make that he had me as a virgin? I bet you could create an army with how many cherries you've popped."
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He started to count on his fingers, but there weren't enough people and hands in that whole city to count as many years as he'd been alive in this body. "Just a few..." He turned his back, curling up in a pout. "It's not like you're going to ever meet them face to face..most are dead." It was a surprising reality. "He could fuck you here and I can't." That was another thing he had every reason to be jealous of.
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She made a disgusted face and looked away when he started counting, ugh, he was a nightmare sometimes. She threw a french fry at him to get him to stop. And he just had to remind her of how old he was, double ugh. She gave him a look, "Half the women in the city, tho not virgins, are people you've slept with and I meet them face to face and I always wonder 'huh I wonder if my boyfriend has fucked her before'." she softened at that last part and rested on her elbow so she could lean down closer to him, "He couldn't because I don't want him to. I wish.. that we could be together like that here." she sighed and leaned against the headboard looking around the room, "We're in a nice hotel room, excited about con, we get to come back here.. and I don't know. If you went to any one of those hotel room numbers you got today, you'd get to have sex." but he couldn't with her.
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"What are you giving me the golden pass to do so if I wanted to?" He wasn't going to but he still had to ask. Something about someone saying yes to something didn't always make it feel good to take the plunge. It took the flavor right out. If she'd bother to take notice he hadn't shown or dropped his pants for anyone these days and Lust didn't count. She fondling Saints these days. So right here right now it was Zoe, and had been for some time ever since that first night in Lithuania.
"What did he do?" As if he had to know. Though teenage boys were not known for being experts in that department. As far as Zoe was concerned.
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She looked at him and said sincerely, "You can have sex with whoever you want whenever you want but you know our deal." he could sleep with any con girl tonight but Zoe would leave him the next day to go to LA and spend days with Gabe and now he was a TV Star, he had money to wine her and dine her. And she was not very good when she got wine in her so if he wanted to risk it, he was welcome to fuck another girl. She sighed and slid down further on the bed but still stayed propped up, grabbing some more fries, "We dated in high school and then he got accepted to college on the west coast so he was going to go out there and we were going to try long distance and to commit to each other, we slept together. I was his first too."
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He knew when she said yes she had sucked the blood right out of the idea. Not that he'd planned on doing anything more with his numbers than throwing them in the sink and watching the ink bleed right out. He could have an orgy of girls around him and not a one of them would make him feel as high as she could. She had ruined them for him. Completely.
"How cute," he said smugly giving her a glare over his shoulder. When he caught her snitching fries he rolled over to grab one. With it still hanging out of his mouth he crawled over to her and flopped himself in her lap, lazing like a cat, chest against her thighs, arms crossed together to rest his cheek on. He was feeling threatened by something had he been around COULD have been his. He was quiet for a bit, she could only feel and hear his elevated breathing. "I don't think Poison Ivy has your talents." Whether Zoe saw it as anything more than normal how they were in bed, for Greed she was magical.
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She rolled her eyes, "Obviously didn't work." she looked down at him in her lap and played with his hair, "Poison Ivy? The hot plant one that kills guys?" she didn't think she had anything at all in common with her..
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"She was a redhead! But she'd give me a rash I'm sure." His chin was still rested against his arms. Waiting impatiently for her to fondle his hair. She had two hands now. They were alone. He wanted to be pampered if he wasn't going to run off to another hotel room.
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"She did look like she had herpes..." she muttered and ran her fingers through his hair without thinking about it. It always felt like blonde fluff. "So are we done with Derek? Can we leave him in the past where he belongs?" she didn't want to relax and have him pounce with other questions.
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"She definitely had something transmitable. Good thing I'm clean and stay that way." He popped on a bright white smile. Then she said the D-word and he grumbled. "For now." He wasn't going to let it go completely off the radar, though her soft fingers curling into his hair definitely helped.
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She wrinkled her nose, that was probably debatable how clean he was.. she put her hands on his cheeks and made him look right at her, "For now? No, forever. He's my past. You're my future. There is nothing else about him that is relevant."
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Greed flopped over in her lap, his head against her thighs, looking up at those Bambi eyes and still red lipstick staining her lips. "I bet he goes home with an STD this weekend."
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She sighed and smushed his cheeks with her hands and then let go, putting them on his chest as she leaned back against the headboard, "He's not a bad guy, I'm sure he's not wishing STD's on you, you know."
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"Doesn't mean I don't wish it on him." He huffed his hair out of his face, his signal for her to start playing again because his body ached for the touch. "I'm never gonna walk away with one."
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She wasn't looking at him so missed his subtle cue, her hands lifting up a little only to fall back on his chest, "You better not. At least not while I'm alive." last thing she needed was an STD from her boyfriend.
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"I don't get them. I'm sterile too." Didn't she know that? The excesses in specific didn't have the means to reproduce. He wasn't sure about his other Sin brethren, but their bodied seemed to reject anything that could give life as they were born from darkness. Anything they could produce in this world would be as twisted and contorted as the Sins themselves. They were part of the balance but they were still sins.
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Zoe was kinda stunned and she didn't know why. She'd never.. she knew that Greed would never have kids because of the moral dilemma and the responsibility but she didn't know that he couldn't. Her hands were perfectly still on his chest and she looked blankly at the bedsheets, managing only a "Oh."
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When she didn't say anything else he looked up at her again. "Don't sound so happy about it." She seemed stunned and depressed over it. There was no reason for it. He was just laying out the facts. Those were the things theologians didn't talk about in their texts or books. As concepts Sins had limits too.
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She shook her head, "No, I mean.. that's great." she said in the least enthused voice ever. She frowned as she fell silent again, tracing the star on his captain america suit.
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There was that awkward silence hanging in the air again. He could cut it with a knife and still she didn't look like she'd scream or make any sound at all. When she didn't say anything else, just that unenthused hooray, he snapped his fingers off in front of her face.
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She flinched back and wrinkled her nose when he snapped his fingers in front of her face. She pushed his hand outta her face and raised her brows at him with a look, "What??"
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"Do I need to resuscitate you? It's like I just punched you in the gut." She was doing that weird mopey thing and he wasn't sure if it was the memories, the STD talk or what. She was acting all....human and shit.
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"No..." she rubbed her forehead and closed her eyes, "I know that we're never going to have kids, I know that." she dropped her hand, "It's just I didn't know you can't." she let out frustrated noise, "I know it's stupid but..." she trailed off and leaned her head back against the headboard and looked at the ceiling.
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"It is stupid. It's nothing to be depressed about." Sure it was another thing on his checklist he couldn't have, he'd never thought about it as in ever wanting one until he stole Ava off those church steps. She was so cute and cuddly and greedy. He slapped Zoe's arm with the back of his hand. "Stop it or you're going to make me want to steal babies again." He didn't want to deal with their pooping and changing and all those unflattering things human babies did.
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She made a face when he hit her arm, "It's different. It's not about stealing babies. It's..." she felt ridiculous saying it. She stopped and then said, "I don't want kids right now and I'm trying to get used to the idea of never having them but it's hard. I always thought I'd grow up and get married and have a house with a swing or a hammock that me and my husband could sit in and that'd we'd have... kids. It's just something that I always saw for myself. I get it, we're never going to have those things but it's still an adjustment."
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That killed the whole mood. He knew pretty boy Black Panther had everything to do with this. She wouldn't have brought it up if they hadn't run into his smug face. Damnit! "Fuck...Zoe!" He whined feeling that pinch of rejection. Not because she meant to or even said it, but because he'd taken away something from her as the Sin always did. Instead of feeling sorry for it like the boy would in a deadzone it just made him mad.
"Well you're stuck with being fucked by a Sin that can't give you that. A Sin that can't grow old. That doesn't pop in babies and...." he hopped up putting on his boots that sat on the other side of the bed, lacing them up while he talked. "Your fucking normal boyfriends had their chance and now your mine so stop it." She was being entirely too selfish.
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She put her hands up when he got mad and got off her. She didn't feel good about it and she knew it wasn't his fault but part of her did mourn for the life she thought she'd have. The life she wanted with him but couldn't have. She let him get away from her and when he was lacing up his boots, she put her arms around his neck from behind and kissed his shoulder, "I know." she said softly and rested her head against his lightly. It didn't stop her from thinking about it.
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"I'm not sorry I'm not fucking normal." She brought out himself and it's something he never would have seen without her, but in all her preciousness she still made him mad. "I'm not sorry I'm not fucking Derek." He finished up the top lace, making the bow and tying it with a stiff knot. "I'm not fucking sorry...." but he hated when she brought up all the human things he couldn't do even though he stemmed from humanity itself. "You should have run when you could." He'd hardly let her but he was spewing all that jealous energy into the air and trying to shake it off.
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She felt horrible and kept her arm around his neck, "No.. I'm not.. I don't want you to be normal or Derek or sorry!" she was getting frustrated, "I want you. As you are. But..." yep, there was a but. "Sometimes yeah.. sometimes it pops into my head." how could she be sorry for something so natural? "It doesn't mean that I regret being with you."
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"I'm not gonna feel bad about it," he refused. She was acting natural, yes, and he was being mean because of it. She had no right to throw that in his face and make him feel bad. He dropped his head down. She had a way of wiggling into his head an bringing out the side that wanted to care about the things that upset her---but this he couldn't fix.
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"I'm not asking you to feel bad about it.." she rested her brow against his temple, keeping him close to her. "I don't want you to feel bad about it. It's my problem, I'll deal with it." she regretted mentioning it even now but at least she didn't tell him some of the stuff she'd imagined.
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"Good because I'm not going to." But he did and he didn't like that he did. She was hiding her thoughts though, he could tell. "What is it you're not telling me?"
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She squeezed him and held onto him still but was surprised when he asked her what she was hiding. "Nothing..!" she swore. She had told him what was on her mind, she wasn't thrilled with it but she'd told him.
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"That's it. We're going to a rave tonight." He'd looked in the con log and there was one going on in one of the ballrooms of one of the hotels. Perfect way to spend a twelve o'clock randevĂș. He deserved it after dealing with her and her cherry poppin' ex-assholes.