Zoe (history_repeats) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2013-10-15 14:55:00 |
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Entry tags: | greed, zoe hansen |
WHO: Greed and Zoe
WHEN: Laaate Saturday night [Backdated]
WHERE: Rave, hotel room
WHAT: The Sin is out and he's looking to hurt
WARNING: Drug use
It was the last night of the con before Sunday rolled in to close it's doors. Greed was getting ready to go out. He'd dragged her to a rave Friday night, he was intent on dragging her to another one to end it with a bang. He'd missed all this energy in the middle of neon lights and loud music you could feel pumping from your feet into the rest of your body. This was the nightlife that many immortals, especially Sins liked to mingle within. There was so much energy they could feed off without lifting a finger.
Greed walked out of the bathroom in a new costume (he'd brought like ten) to see her laying on the bed. He threw his hands up. "Why aren't you getting ready?" Unlike her he still had a back-up of batteries. He wasn't at all tired, if anything this kind of event made him more energetic. "Vamanos! We gotta go. There's a rave going on in Ballroom C tonight."
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Zoe was young enough to party and not get too tired.. but combine that with being in a relationship with a Sin which was already draining and throw in a CON that they'd been at for a few days (all day every day) plus one intense rave the night before, her energy was kinda low. She was dressed for the rave since he'd told her they were going but after putting on a cute cream sleeveless top and a black frilly short skirt that showed off her legs, she took a lie down. She looked up at him from the pillows and said carefully, "How about you go and have fun... and I'll take a nap? You can wake me up when you get back."
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He tiptoed around the luggage looking through them until Hr found a spray can he tossed onto the bed. Greed made his way onto the bed on his hands and knees, taking her legs and putting them stretched across his lap once he was settled. He took the spray can, shaking it vigorously before popping the cap to start spraying the cold and wet sheen of glitter on her legs. She couldn't go into a rave without glow-in-the-dark or glitter. Her stilts for legs he decided would look a lot better shiny than fluorescent.
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She watched him warily when he grabbed her legs and got on the bed. She squealed when the cold mess hit her bare skin, squirming a bit, "Chance, come on.... you can go without me. You'll have more fun, I won't be such a tired lump on your side."
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"I'm not hooking up with Poison Ivy, come on." He was sure that redhead was following him all weekend. He continued spraying one layer after another. "Why don't you want to go?" He was already getting ideas, not very nice ideas as to why...
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She really didn't like the idea of that redhead that was stalking him to get him alone but he didn't like her so it was safe. She sighed, "I'm just... tired. It's been nonstop since Thursday, the doctors, the hotel, then con. All of yesterday since early morning we were at the con and then we went to a rave last night and then all day today was again at the con.. aren't you a little tired?"
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He knew she hated that redhead and that was a good way to reel Zoe in on a fish hook. When she asked if he was tired he looked at her with a perked brow. "No, not at all. I'm just getting started." This kind of energy was his fuel tank. "You know how many people walk around here with full pockets ready to spend money and mooch off their prospective buddies?" Jesus this place was like a tailgate party at the superbowl. He was high as a kite.
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She let out a breath, she could see how much fun he was having and he was bouncing around but she took his hand, her legs glimmering now, "Okay but I'm not used to this... you sure you don't wanna go by yourself? You can run around and pick everyone's pocket without me slowing you down." wouldn't it be fine if he went and she stayed in for a night? But a voice was already nagging at her. In 15 years or so she wouldn't be going out to raves and he still would. Would he leave her behind or just leave her altogether when she couldn't keep up?
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"You want the tall redhead to stalk my ass all night?" He was going to use her as bait at least. "Come on just for a little bit. We can dance, get the groove on," he leaned in to give her a kiss on those perfect plump lips. "Get a little close and sweaty." He liked dancing with her with the music vibrating through their bodies. It was the closest feeling he could get without stripping down and turning into Johnny Storm. Though, tonight at least he'd have an excuse dressed as Johnny.
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She gave him a lopsided smile, "You can handle the redhead." the woman was annoying but she doubted she could take advantage of Greed unless he wanted it to happen. She was breaking though as he pushed harder and tried to convince her to come. She looked at him after he kissed her and twined her fingers with his, asking slowly, "Just for a little bit....?" not entirely sure they wouldn't be there till four in the morning. But that voice kept telling her to go, she was young, she could still do this while he wanted her to. She could go a little more. In a decade that would pass by before she knew it, she wouldn't have the energy, she wouldn't be able to find it... and then...
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His lips still hovered in her personal space, nose to nose as he took another kiss. "Just a little bit," he restated in that deep seductive voice. He was throwing a net. "I wanna be close to you." They couldn't come back to this room and do things normal people could. He would take what excitement he could get.
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She closed her eyes when he kissed her again and took a moment as he captured her with his husky words of wanting to be close to her. She looked at him from lowered dark lashes. Guilt from the day before still weighing heavily on her. They couldn't have sex and she knew his hormones were going crazy in this place. Finally she just nodded, she'd go.
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The corners of his lips curved in a victory smile. He gave her another kiss just to be sure he could lead her off the bed. After a soft moment between them he bounced off the bed to fix his hair (which to any normal person was still perfect). He came back dusting a little glitter on her face. "Now you really glow." He took her hand and pulled her to her feet. "Let's go Mrs. Avaritia." She was his tonight.
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She sat on the edge of the bed and closed her eyes when he dusted more glitter on her. She allowed him to pull her to her feet and raised her brows at him as she went with him to the door, "Did you sign us into this hotel as a married couple?" she asked with a chuckle. He'd made them fake engaged before but this was the first time he addressed her as his mrs.
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"Actually I did..." It was simpler and made him look legit and not the con artist he was just to get the room. He took her arm making her turn so he could check her over. "You look all shiny now." He liked when his toys glittered. She looked expensive and sexy.
By taking her with him she also couldn't meet old cherry poppin' boyfriends. "Make me turn on fire down there and I have this look down." He waved an arm over himself waiting for her compliment. Even with his longer blonde locks, he made an uncanny resemblance to Johnny.
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Her eyebrows shot up when he said he did, her mouth open in surprise, "Chance.. remember last time when you got us fake engaged? And I told you to warn me before you do something like that?" it was weird to be fake married to him and know it'd never be real. After she modeled for him and he asked for his compliment she sighed, "You look handsome as always." and kissed his cheek, "But I am not doing anything that will set you on fire in front of all those people."
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"It was part of the scam," didn't she get that? He twirled her back in his arms, leaning her back until her hair touched the floor and pulled her back up with another kiss. He put his badge on and headed for the door, slipping the keycard to her because he had no pockets. "We'll see," he gave her a wink leading her out the door and down the hall. He'd already learned his way around when to most it was a pretty confusing layout locating all the different rooms, hotels and convention setups.
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She looked a tiny bit disappointed when he said it was part of the scam. It didn't mean anything more to him, did it.. she went "Whoa!" when he dipped her back and then kissed her again. She laughed and wiped his cheek, "You got glitter on your face.." she took the keycard and put it in her purse and followed him, rubbing her hand which was still sore since it hadn't been in use for weeks. They had had plans for her to teach him swimming and him teach her dancing when it was better but he hadn't mentioned those yet. She tried to remember he was just excited about con, that was all.
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He'd completely forgotten about running her down in tiger balm and give her massage. He was wrapped up in himself. By the time they got to the main floor, they could follow to sound of music vibrating down the hall. They checked their badge, got stamped (because he would down a few beers) and squished their way inside with the other costumers. There were two screens going with video, a DJ on the main stage in between and all kinds of strob lights bouncing across the otherwise dark room that could easily send someone into seizures.
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She got stamped too but she didn't know how much she'd drink, if at all. She never had more than a beer because of what a lightweight she was. The atmosphere was crackling with energy that she could feel as a mortal, she could only imagine it was like a surge for Greed who plugged right into it. This life, with the people wanting to just give in to sin, this was Greed and Lust's domain where they normally held court as King and Queen. But Zoe.. she was a lost in this world. It was loud, big, crowded and she didn't stand out like Lust did who demanded without asking all eyes on her so she had room. Zoe would get jostled and bumped into it and shoved over and over again. Her grip on Greed's hand was tight, she didn't want to get left behind.
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He might still be King but he felt her there with him with her grip. It was what he needed to remind him she was still there. Her grip felt like she was terrified she'd lose him.
Once he'd found a spot he liked he pulled her to him, slapped her body against his with his arms hugging her as he got into the beat, leading her into it. He needed to take better care of her, but he wasn't letting go.
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When his arms went around her and she felt like he wasn't going to let go, she lost some of her apprehension and put her arms around his neck, letting his body move both of them. She felt like a fish out of water in these places but with Greed, he always made her feel like wherever he was, she was home.
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He liked sexy dancing with her. A lot. It let out some sexual tension. He just always had to break her into it, she was shy. He nuzzled her for a kiss, slowing down his movements as the music did, letting it be the heartbeat between them. He wanted her to let go.
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She smiled shyly when he nuzzled her. Slowly she turned her face up towards him and gave him a small kiss, nothing near the crazy dance of tongues some couples had no problem showing on the dance floor. But she was still mindful of the fact he would get sick and that could be dangerous in a crowd.
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There was a lot of bodies melted into each other in displays to make the most innocent girl blush. Scantly clad as people tended to lose more of their costumes by the end of the night. He was slowly trying to seduce her with his body with their closeness and the movement of his hips.
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His movements were so erotic... she curled her fingers and played with the hair at the nape of his neck, occasionally looking around them when someone would bump into them and ruin the moment. But she did snuggle even closer to him.
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He felt someone jostled her, but he wanted her to keep her focus on him. To relax and melt into him. She was still to tense. His hands slid down her arms turning her around so her back was pressed into him. "Just close your eyes and feel me," he whispered in her ear though she probably couldn't even hear him over the thump, thump, thump of the beat. He linked their hands together and re-wrapped their arms around her, moving slow and seductive with his lips a ghost against her neck.
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She let out a deep breath when he linked their hands and kept her safely pressed to him. She couldn't see him anymore because of the new position but it seemed like he didn't want her to. Now she could only feel him and soon she dipped her head when she felt his lips at her neck, her eyes closing.
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It was a dizzying atmosphere but he wanted her full attention. He was using every minute he could suck in the energy and let her feel him as if they were alone in room completely naked. His lips ghosted up her neck, his nose nuzzling her earlobe, being as sensual with his lips as the slow vibration of the music.
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She shivered against him and decided this wasn't so bad. The air was sticky but he was warm and she knew he'd keep her safe and with him. She leaned her neck to the side as if to give him better access, but she was mellowing out against him, nowhere near like the live wire charged bodies around them that were like a bullet train. She was being lulled into a soft state of happy bliss.
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He let go of her hands but kept her tight against him, his arms strong around her, but his hands taking the opportunity to wander. They traveled her hips, to her thighs which were a short distance from the edge if her skirt, back up where one hand held her in place while he snaked up and down behind her. They were no different to a pair of two cobras linking and tangling together. He could actually feel her heart beat pound against his palm as it sat on her stomach. Just when she got weak in the knees he skid her back around to press into him, feeling her heart flutter again and her breath catch when he stole her lips in a hungry kiss.
They had gotten into a groove, but just as quickly as he'd lulled her into his seductive trap the music switched gears into a rowdier, heavier beat. The bodies around them started to bounce up and down and richochet off each other.
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Her body responded to him like instinct and she was only human and he touched all the right places to tease her into having an appetite. She squirmed some but for the most part he'd slowly gotten her into it with him, she was leaving mellow happy and taking his hand to go some place darker. The kiss caught her off guard but she welcomed it, his kisses always felt like warm honey shooting straight down to her stomach. But the spell he wove so carefully was broken when she felt him go for tongue. She was a little irritated because she hated to be the bad guy but she mangled her mouth and then clenched her teeth so he couldn't have access to her tongue as she broke the kiss, was he crazy?? If he got sick here in front of all these people...
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He couldn't help going for tongue. He wanted it more than anything because it was inside her. It felt good. She shut him down every time and it was not the time to shut him down. He'd not been taking care of her and he was hyped on all kinds of emotions that the Sin used to be angry. He tried to kiss her again, his hands practically knotted in her skirt, arms a brick wall he wasn't going to let her escape but he was locked out. It pissed him off more when the people around him started to use them both as a springboard to bounce around.
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The Sin in him always forgot what it took ages for the boy to learn... mood was very important. She was trying to get him to understand she wasn't rejecting or denying him but this was not the place to risk turning into a bonfire. She couldn't get out a word as she squeaked from his tight hold, turning her head away when he tried to kiss her. "Chance..." she pushed at his shoulder, grimacing, "You're.. squeezing me." and it was not affectionately.
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She really burned him every time she put up a physical wall when he didn't want it. He was still lingering in that depressive Sin world so while he could normally step back a little, he didn't because the Sin was still pretty pissed off. He was no better than a python constricting it's catch, but she needed to breathe. Despite her efforts he felt rejected, not to mention not tolerate at all of what they'd run into over the weekend. She may have dropped the ball on Derek, but Greed hadn't.
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She was surprised and a little panicked when he didn't loosen his hold at all, it was becoming painful. She grunted a little and she couldn't even move to hit him in this position or elbow him or anything. So she did the only thing she could, she pulled his face to hers and gave him a searing kiss. It wasn't tender or soft or loving, it was a kiss that she wanted him to get a little dizzy from so he'd let her go and she could breathe.
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He wanted a kiss, so when she took it from him he felt success. Only success also felt like his stomach was about to rise up as a big geyser and drop again. It left him a little dazed as if she'd hit him in the head with a rock. It was exactly the leverage she needed for him to lose his grip, and by then she'd escape it and he still had the floor spinning in his view.
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She squirmed when she felt his grip loosen and took some steps back to get out of his arms. She let out a breath of relief, her own arms protectively around her middle where he'd been squeezing her like an anaconda. She went closer to him but hesitantly, "Are you okay?" she said over the music. She didn't want him to treat her like a chew toy but she wasn't going to leave him dizzy and alone.
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He grabbed his head in his hands until the world stopped running in circles. He took a step forward slowly, reaching out his hand for her to take. He needed to sit down and he needed a drink.
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She took his hand and felt bad but the throb around her middle eased her guilt some what. She helped him over to the sidelines where the drinks were.
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At the bar her ordered a lineup of drinks, which came in those big clunky plastic cups. It was more like a water for him than beer, which wouldn't affect him at all like it did in Kansas....when they both couldn't hold their liquor. Zoe got a chance to breathe, Greed got a moment to marinate in his anger.
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Zoe was a little unsure of what was happening, it was fine one minute and the next.. but she was not going to be afraid of her own boyfriend. She put her hand on his arm and looked at him questioningly, "What was that all about?"
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"You always deflect me when I don't want it." To Greed it felt like punishment. Wasn't it punishment enough that he had to sit through her meeting her ex-flame. He was fueled by the energy here and the sin was rearing up in an ugly way. He wanted things and reacted in nasty ways as if he had to get back at her.
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She gave him a look and sighed, "You know I want you and want to be with you.. but we don't have the freedom of doing it anytime anywhere. If you got sick out there in front of all those people, I'd have no way to explain it, and if they insisted a doctor take a look at you? How would I get you up to the room?" she was showing him what had been going through her head as she rubbed his arm.
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He looked ahead at the guy who was still filling and handing out cups to anyone that showed a stamped hand and a band. He quickly downed his cup and went to the next one. "I don't care." He was feeling threatened and that was when the nasty boy came out to play. He didn't care about the practical right now, or even who would see. He had a lot of tension and energy to let loose and nowhere to put it. The dance floor had been a good alternative. It was his scene. He wanted to punish her now even if he understood the reasons why.
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She was stunned and could only blink at that response. "Well.. I do." she was doing it to protect them. "How're you going to enjoy the party if you're sick or passed out?" she countered. Really hard to drink and be energetic when a french kiss from her would turn him into soup.
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He'd wanted to break things for a long time. His world was still only held together by strings and sewn in with pretty tight strings that weren't strong enough to hold him anymore. He was lashing out the way the little boy did when his world tipped upside down and back up again. He took another heafty swallow, puffing his cheeks out and then inflating them once he'd swallowed what was otherwise pretty bad beer.
A scantily clad brunette came by, in a similar Wonder Woman costume to what Zoe had had on earlier, but a lot taller with her eye on him. She was passing things out secretly which could only mean she was doing so illegally. There was a strict policy in these places, but this was the kind of thing that Greed needed right now. He broke eye contact long enough for her to saunter their way and slip something into his hand. He'd been collecting numbers and names all weekend, but his was not a hotel room number.
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One thing was becoming fast apparent, the Sin was in charge right now and Zoe never liked it when Greed was in full sin mode. He was careless, he could be cruel and rough, and no matter how much he always told her that he had a feeling the Sin liked her more than he'd admit, she had a feeling the Sin kinda hated her. She didn't see the exchange between him and the brunette but for a second it looked like they were going to eat each other. She curled her hand around his lower arm, trying to make it about him and get them out of this atmosphere which was making it worse, "Why don't we go back to the room and I can give you a massage..?" she was exhausted and hurting but she just wanted this to be over.
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Greed was the dark prince when he let his nastiness take over. The girl passed with her hand trailing over his shoulders to the next person. He fingered the packet in his hands. "Of course you want me to leave because you can't stand it here. You can't stand me." Turn this around because that was what sin was good for. Making it about something it wasn't. Make her feel guilty. He rubbed his fingers together, taking one of the thin paper squares he'd been handed and put it on his tongue, letting it dissolve against his salvia. He would have a good time and she either stayed or she walked out. "I'm not going back to the room." He swallowed down another cup.
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She gave him a look with her mouth dropping open, "How does that even make sense? I asked you to come with me." but at his stubborn nature and general asshole behavior she put a hand on her hip, "But you're right, I'm starting to not want to be here and it has nothing to do with the party."
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He was pressing all her buttons knowing she couldn't keep up. Not even the hardest of ravers and con goers could keep up with him, especially now. When that one little square did nothing he put a second one on his tongue, but he had only one left and he had it as a bargaining chip. "So then stop being so rigid." He gave her a flat look and slipped the square into her hand. "Stop worrying about what will happen to me and just be here with me." He took the last cup and drank half of it (which was about four plastic cups now), "Or you go back to the room and wonder what I'm doing the rest of the night." They might have struck that deal a long time ago but she would crumble thinking about him with someone else.
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She started to feel bad until he threatened her with their relationship. She leaned in towards him a little, "What're you gonna do?" she nodded towards the brunette that still kept glancing at him, "Fuck her?" she looked for the redhead, "Maybe her?" she looked in his eyes, "If that's what you really wanna do, then do it. Have fun." and then she said something she wouldn't normally have but she was hurt and tired, "But just remember, if I go back to the room alone, you'll be wondering what I'm doing the rest of the night."
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His eyes twinkled a little as the idea of fucking something right now seemed like the best idea...up until she spit that last bit out at him and it was like venom. "I knew it. You've been wanting to fuck that guy since you ran into him. That why you wanted to stay in? So you can have your past, your white picket fence and babies. Everything you're doomed to never have with me."
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Her eyes went wide and she threw up her hands making a motion like she wanted to strangle him, "What is wrong with you!? I don't want him, I want you, but not when you're a total bastard like this! What more can I possibly do to show you that I don't want him? That I like our life? I answered your questions about him, I was honest with you, I came with you to this party." she was slowly losing it.
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She'd handed him the drug back without even taking a look. He rubbed the paper in his fingers as she tossed his rant right back. "He made you remember all the shit that comes with me....what can you do?" This was chance to throw in the chip. He held up the paper-thin square. "Take it."
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"No Chance, you made me remember all the shit that comes with you." whenever he acted like this. Like she wasn't the girl he'd hold close and whisper about how much she meant to him. Right now, she was nothing to him. She rolled her shoulders as she warily eyed the paper, she didn't do drugs, even pot was very very occasional. "And if I don't...?"
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"I've already had two," and he'd not really noticed any change yet. He felt a little more mellow even though they were screaming at each other. "Then I take it and go back out on the dance floor. Because this guy is here to stay right now." He finished off his forth cup and crunched in in his hand. "And you stay alone in the hotel until I come back." When he decided, even of if five in the morning.
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She knew if she rejected him, he'd take it personal but she didn't know what this drug was. He'd had enough beers that even he would be feeling a buzz by now and two of these paper things. But he was still hitting her hard so she countered with, "Or I can just go home. And this guy can enjoy the rest of the con." because she was apparently such a killjoy.
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"I'm not letting you go home." He said matter-of-fact. She wasn't allowed to leave because completely or he'd have an empty room. He was being the child that wanted her to jump his way or leave but he didn't want her to really leave either. It wasn't a fair game but he wasnt in this to play fair. "Then don't take it." He closed it up in his hand ready to bounce around on the dance floor.
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She shook her head, he was being an unbelievable pain, "Fine, I won't take it. Have fun." Without her. She didn't know if she was going to go home or back to the room but all her stuff was there.. she just wanted some fresh air. Where was the exit?
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Greed stepped back from her still facing with his arms out as he stepped backwards towards the crowd to tempt her. But he saw someone in the distance when the light strobed against him. Of course there had to be a knife to slowly keep digging. "There's your cherry-popping ex." If she walked towards the exit she would swing right by Derek.
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She looked over and sighed, of course he was here. She looked back at Greed, "So? I have no interest in talking to him or anyone." and she stepped away from Greed to head out which coincidentally was in Derek's direction.
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Greed clenched his hand into a fist. "So that's the direction you want to take? A night with him over me?" She hadn't proved it yet, and he was angry but inside he was starting to let it blur into the atmosphere. Derek spotted her with a smile but she didn't look happy, and wonder woman was sauntering back towards Greed.
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Zoe was going to explode. She whipped back to jab Greed in the chest, "Listen to me you lunatic, I don't want a night with him. OR you. Or anybody at this point." the music was loud, the crowd was obnoxious, Derek was looking at her, there was a girl that was gleeful about her fighting with Greed so she could be a vulture and swoop in and Zoe just was running out of sane options. She had been here, she wanted a night with Greed, but he had made it impossible. Derek was like the wonder woman vulture, he too could see the couple was fighting and he slowly moved from his place and started to move closer to them, ready to pounce.
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He was driving this into the wall. He was toying with her and she could see it but he just kept pushing. His energy was riding this train and he wanted her to climb on board, but he wasn't bouncing like he had earlier he was flat out pressuring her.
The lights had finally started to swoop in and around him, a side effect of what he'd ingested, but it hadn't kicked in like it had on some others. He hadn't noticed that Derek had moved in, he was focused on Zoe. "I want you to stay." He held up the paper square between his fingers. She either took it or one of these vultures was going to get to one of them first.
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She could see Derek lurking like he was waiting for her to leave and she didn't have the energy to get rid of him and she knew he'd pressure her to talk. She didn't like the wonder vulture either but then she was left with Greed. Who was not her loving amazing boyfriend. He was that dark side of him that wanted to hurt her. She wrapped her hand around his that had the drug pinched in it and she didn't take it, just nodded. She'd stay. For now.
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She was worn out physically. He could see it in her eyes. He leaned in to kiss her first. Gently. It always broke the ice. If she was going to stay she needed the energy. He lined her bottom lip with his thumb, gently parting her lips where he sat the paper square and pushed it into her mouth, softly. He had to bend a little and show some softness or she would hate him. She could have spit it out but it dissolved quickly. He wrapped his arms around her waist, picking her feet ever so slightly up off the floor so he could hug her close. He eyed Derek who still was at a distance but obviously but the grin on Greed's face said victory.
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He knew how to play her and when he showed her some tenderness, she softened more. She didn't want to take the drug but she let him slip it in and the taste of cherries infest her mouth. She put her arms around his neck when he held her close and practically lifted her up. She didn't feel any different at first but was having a hard time concentrating. The colors in the room were starting to blend together, the loud pounding of the music sounded more like her heartbeat which was accelerating and her hold on him tightened.
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It took Greed's system a whole hell of a lot longer to get the whammy, but to him it felt good. As an Excess feeling good was what it was all about. He forgot rationality and dipped into insanity. The room was starting to spin an a few blurry neon colors, but he kept her close, swaying slowly to his own beat. Her heart was pounding so fast, his own a drum in his ears.
Once he set her feet down the music started to go faster so he went along with it, expecting her to do the same.
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She wobbled a bit when he put her down and she danced with him, because why not. But soon a sheen of sweat coated her face and body and she was starting to feel really really warm. The room was stuffy and crowded. She was having a hard time breathing in it. She moved her hair back and saw the wonder vulture right next to them, the bitch was dancing way more seductively than Zoe was, in fact Zoe's movements were slowing down as if she was thinking of leaving. But that wasn't what was happening.
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Greed was starting to lose Zoe in that crowd but he was so busy dancing he didn't notice. Wonder Woman rubbed her ass up against him, attempting to put his hands on her hips. They stayed for a few seconds before the energy swept him up again. He pulled on to Zoe's arm dragging her back to him for a minute but the crowd was starting to push and shove a little harder as more bodies came in.
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Zoe stumbled when Greed pulled her back to him and she was feeling strange... like she was flying and suddenly out of fuel. She was annoyed that wonder vulture was there and pulled her arm out of Greed's grip, smacking into the people behind her. She wanted to get out of here.
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He was getting swept up in the moment. He felt Zoe's hand leave but his eyes were closed and he just kept going as the people started to crowd around. When he opened them to see nothing but bright lights and blurs. Wonder Woman was back grinding her ass against him and he let her. He was a little annoyed that only after what felt like a few minutes Zoe was already bowing out. He gave her a look and stretched out his arm but she didn't take it, so when the brunette turned to suck face he let her do that too, because feeling his tongue penetrate her mouth felt amazing, like he was floating. And it would ground Zoe there.
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Zoe wanted to hit him. And wonder vulture. She wanted to smack their heads together but she didn't do anything. She couldn't. She literally couldn't because she felt sick. She couldn't hear anything and all she saw was her boyfriend sticking his tongue down a woman's throat that was feeling him up in a way that looked like she was going to fuck him right there. You know what, he'd probably enjoy it. And even then they started to get blurry. She didn't know if it was because tears were coming to her eyes or because the world was getting fuzzy. She wanted to fight but-- that burn intensified and she took her eyes off them and stumbled through the crowd to the exit. That couldn't breathe feeling earlier was now literal and she felt like somebody was tipping the room onto its side.
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It was a rowdy group of boys that stumbled into him and knocked him and Wonder Woman apart. He shook his head, widening his eyes to try and adjust them. It felt a little dizzy. He got pushed and shoved more which made him laugh at first, but Zoe looked so far away, so he tried to make his way through towards her. He called her name but he couldn't even hear it off his own lips, just the buzz of music and the beat of his own heart rattling against his ribcage.
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Wonder Woman wasn't done and when Greed moved away, she went after him, her hands like an octopus as she grabbed on to him again wanting to make out some more. Her words were muffled but it looked like her lips were saying 'Forget her.' as she tried to kiss him again and why not? Wonder Woman was hot and wanted him, she had a mouth and other holes he could penetrate. Zoe was unhappy with him and didn't want to be near him. She didn't know where he was but panic and fear were taking over and tears spilled down her face as she pushed her way through the crowd. She thought she saw Derek and went in the opposite direction. She wanted OUT, she wanted to curl up in a closet and just stay there till the world stopped.
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Like suction cups she had his mouth to hers again and her tongue in his throat this time, her hands yanking at his hips as she slithered against him. Greed closed his eyes a moment to try and still his head. There were a million different voices going on inside, none of his faces knew which one to pull other than hot and horny, but something felt off. He tangled tongues with Wonder Woman a little longer before they were jostled again. He might be horny, but the crowd kept breaking it up and breaking the mood. He moved his way out of the crowd and she was still snaked around him with all her arms like tentacles (or was that more than one person?).
For a moment he did forget Zoe as he enjoyed the orgy in Wonder Woman's mouth. He was too high to even realize what he was doing or what he was allowing Zoe to watch, his Sin was pushing the gas pedal laughing manically. But, when he saw her drop out of the corner of his eye, his stomach hit the floor.
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Zoe's heart was hammering so loudly it was all she could hear, and then Greed had to rub salt in the wound. He had to show up with that vulture who was still all over him. Her insane heart felt like it was cracking her ribs or maybe it was the pressure she felt squeezing around it as Greed was being cruel and not only spitting in the face of everything they had, but also grinding Zoe under his heel, showing her how little any of this meant to him. That pressure of a hand squeezing in her chest increased and was crushing and through tears, hurt, anger, fatigue, and drugs in her system that were increasing her paranoia and fear, something inside her finally burst and she didn't make it to the exit, collapsing right there in the crowd with people about to trample her because hey... she was forgotten.
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When she fell to the floor he ripped his mouth from the brunette because Derek was close enough to get there first and THAT was not going to happen. The distance between them felt like it took him forever to get to, even his steps were like he was walking around in a fun house. Sin or not that was still his toy that was about to get crushed and suddenly panic set in in a way he wasn't familiar with. The drugs and the all the alcohol had his head off in Wonderland.
"Zoe," he kept calling her name but she didn't look like she could hear him. He drug her away from the crowd, crouched down and holding her head up, pulling her hair out of her face, slapping her face softly so she would look at him. Why wouldn't she look at him? He was starting panic more because she couldn't hear him at all so he scooped her up in his arms and carried her outside of the ballroom and into one of the seats further down the hall. "Zoe. Look at me...what's wrong?" He didn't know what was wrong.
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Zoe had enough of a violent emotional surge to shut down her system but the drugs in it completely wrenched out all the circuits instead of just shutting it off. She was sweating and her breathing was shallow but she could sort of make out Greed. She didn't want him near her but she was weak and freaking out in her mind so she couldn't do more than just let him. When they got out of the rave and the cool fresh air washed over her, her eyes opened just a bit, her pupils dilated.
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"Oh thank fuck," he felt a little relieved when she opened her eyes. It was like a weight lifting up. He washed a hand over his own face to try and focus a little because she was still a little blurry. He needed to get her water right? Something. He talked to her while he got her on her feet, his arms still a wall and a barricade to keep her steady as he made it to the water fountain, where he painstakingly tried to hit the bar with his hip and cup some water in his palm so he could wash her face. He had no idea what to do really. She looked like a zombie and that was bad right?
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Zoe didn't say a word, the look on her face was a cross between sick and hurt when she looked at him. She was going straight to the floor if he didn't hold her up, her feet dragging and she was missing a shoe by the time they got to the water fountain. She was like putty, only staying up because he was keeping her in that position.
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Damnit. He could still feel her breath against his hand at least, but she wasn't saying anything to him. She couldn't shut up thirty minutes ago, now he couldn't get her to say a word. When she hardly would walk he picked her up carrying her like a damsel and made his way back to the hotel. Maybe if he got her to lay down that would help? He was running out of ideas because he had no idea what was wrong. He'd seen her drunk and high before but not like this.
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Her body would still twitch now and then as if something was hurting her from the inside. She was limp in his arms her breathing starting to slow and become shallow, her pounding heart not hammering away and also slowing down as her body started to feel the effects of the crash.
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He got her back to the room, which felt like fucking walking the yellow brick road. The keycard was in her purse which was somehow still on her hanging across her chest, he fumbled with opening it and the card with at least five swipes before he got the door open and inside where he put her on the bed. He could hardly feel her heartbeat against his chest anymore and he laid down on the bed with her, running his fingers in her hair, hands over her face to get her to talk but she wouldn't open her eyes again. When he peeled up a lid they just looked white, he couldn't even see her pupils. "Zoe talk to me okay, what's going on?" He sat up, sitting her up in front of him, but she was a doll in his arms as he moved them around but he had no response. Shit. Shit. Shit.
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She looked a mess covered in sweat and glitter with her hair everywhere but she wouldn't respond to his touch or his words. It wasn't like when a person was asleep and if you shook them enough they'd move some to get comfortable. And it wasn't like when a person had fainted, she was just like deadweight, mind and body having totally shut down, she was lost in a dark world of her nightmares where she was alone.
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He raised one of her arms but it just flopped back in place every time he pulled on it. He smoothed her hair down, not even realizing he had sweat sliding down his cheeks, or were they tears? The sniffle to wipe them from falling down his nose indicated quite quickly the latter. He was afraid right now...he'd killed her hadn't he?
"Zoe, come on...say something..." he swallowed just wrapping himself around her. Except now when he held her there felt like no life at all.