Zoe (history_repeats) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2014-12-04 14:17:00 |
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Entry tags: | greed, zoe hansen |
WHO: Zoe & Greed
WHEN: November 30 [Backdated]
WHERE: Fiji
WHAT: No church so Greed finds religious caves
WARNING: Some sexing, looooots of tears
Greed had always been an overconfident driver, even when it came to the twisty roads, rocks and mountain terrain he felt himself a professional. He should have taken the advice from the tour guide at the hotel resort when going to a cave safari. Greed had been studying a brochure looking for something to do on one of he and Zoe’s few days left in the land of clear water, sunshine and sunburn before going back into the freezer of New York. All the man had to say was that the Naihehe caves were sacred. There was food, priests chambers and Greed saw that as an opportunity to find something to take home with him.
The trip itself took about forty-five minutes passing through different villages and plenty of wrong turns. Somehow he managed to get them there on time after getting a few wheels stuck in the mud. The jeep by the time this trip was over was going to end up just a hunk of metal ready for the scrap heap. The were greeted with other tour groups and priest. He went through a big bunch of mumbo jumbo that Greed hardly listened to, he was already peeking past everyone towards the entrance of the cave. He clapped when the priest finished talking (he was the only one so enthused to get started and ahead of the pack.)
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Oh man, she was glad she had a light breakfast because Greed’s driving was always insane. She was used to it for the most part but Fiji had rocks and wilderness and mud that they didn’t have in New York to contend with. Since it was safari cave expedition, she didn’t wear an outrageous evening dress during the day, instead she opted for a white tank with bright yellow jeans so Greed wouldn’t lose sight of her. She put a hand to her forehead and shook her head as Greed was so hyper to get started, “I think you’re even more psyched about this than you were that sacred hill in Lithuania.” because of course Greed never let them take a trip away from home without ramming some religious outing into it.
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“I’m hungry again. They said it came with a barbeque!” He rubbed his hands together. This wasn’t quite the same layout that he was thinking, this was going to take a lot longer to get to. “Maybe the priest has some loot…” but this wasn’t a Catholic church, Greed wasn’t going to find the same kind of things as he would in an Orthodox Christian church, nor was he going to have the all out feast he imagined. This was a Fijian barbeque.
Greed was ready to bulldoze in but the guide stopped him, saying they couldn’t start yet. The chief leader of the group Greed was not a part of started talking next about the sacred kava ceremony. Apparently they had to drink from some bowl (Greed took it to be a lot like Eucharist ceremony in church with the whole breaking of bread and wine). It wasn’t even the ceremony that bored him, it was all the talking.
He was going to go mental.
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“Oh my God, do you need to grab my butt to distract you so your ADD can cool it? You’re going to get us kicked off this tour.” Zoe said in a hushed voice as she nudged him. So far no one had noticed that he was like a hyperactive puppy and a kid on a sugar high all rolled into one.
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Greed rolled his eyes with a groan. “How long is this whole Lord’s Supper type bullshit going to take?” It was all a part of the religious experience, but when too many people talked repeating the same bullshit he couldn’t keep himself in check. He wanted to go NOW. He thought once everyone drank from the bowl they could go but no...they weren’t done yet. All the girls got some ceremonial sarong and then everyone was given headlamps.
“You must be careful,” the guide started and he listed off a million safety protocols that were like listening to a flight attendant tell you how to use the air masks and floatation devices. Safety rules were all the same, things that a Sin never had any use for.
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Zoe had sipped and then smiled when she was given a saraong as well, “How cute…” and she changed into it, looking tropical and native. Not that Greed noticed. She was trying to pay attention to the safety lecture because she was a human, she totally had a use for these things! She tugged on Greed’s arm, “Greed, look, look at this saraong, isn’t it pretty?” when he wouldn’t look, she grabbed his face and gave him a kiss that wouldn’t knock him out but hopefully would distract him and slow him down enough for the man to finish his talk before Greed tried to trample him.
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He didn’t notice her saraong at all, even though it was tailored just for him with hits of yellow and even some orange. He was still craning his neck, trying to slip past the guide. That was until Zoe tried to drop him to his knees with his stomach to the ground. He had to take a moment to catch his breath because she’d just pushed the pause button on his excitement.
He just glared at her.
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At least now the crowd was starting to move, “Sorry!” she said with an apologetic look but there was nothing else she could think of doing. “You didn’t say what you thought of my new dress.” she stuck out her tongue at him even tho they both knew that the reason she did it was to get him to pause for a moment.
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“Now there’s people going ahead of me!” He whined but he was now a human slug that couldn’t move but so fast. God, was this how Sloth moved? At the pace of a turtle with his legs just jello up underneath him? Greed was used to propelling himself everywhere, he hated dragging. All he could do was look at Zoe with pathetic eyes that said ‘you killed my moment’.
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“You were going to get us kicked out and then we wouldn’t even be on the tour!” She took his arm so he could use her for support and dragged him along. She made a face, “Don’t look at me like that..” she whined and stuck her free hand in his face and looked the other way. He was acting like she murdered his dog.
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“So we make our own tour. I don’t need to be led by the nose by these douchebags.” Greed was a grumbling mess until his energy boosted it’s way back through his system. He was a computer that needed some recharging after being on all day long and someone pulled the plug. “You’ll pay for that later.”
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She frowned, “I really don’t think they allow you to make your own tour.. these are old caves and half of them are roped off with no entry signs.” when he said she’ll pay for it later, she put her hands on her hips, “Well your kisses don’t effect me so good luck.” which wasn’t entirely true…
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“Ugh...I think that stuff in that bowl made me sick.” He didn’t like that he fell every time she lip-locked him with a little tongue. He’d still have to figure out a way around that one day...right now he was just trying to focus on keeping up and getting ahead of everyone else. “I wanna take something home damnit. If everyone gets there first there won’t be anything left! I’ll blame it on you if I don’t walk out with some sacred chalice or something.”
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“The rest of them aren’t thieves so they won’t be taking anything with them you dork. And you can leave with a sacred chalice if you want but you’ll have to keep it at your apartment. While you were tuning the guide out, I actually listened and most of this stuff CURSES anyone who removes it from its holy place or whatever.” she jabbed him in the chest, “And go ahead and blame it on me.” what would he do? Not give her nookie? He’d be denying himself.
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“Pft curses. Do you really believe that bullshit. It’s just fairytales they weave to turn people away.” There were many that would refute his statement as many things had come with proper curses tagged on the end of them. As long as he had been around he probably even had a few already. That string of bad luck in the 1920’s could have been from some kind of cursed cabinet or dybbuk jewelry box. Even a Sin could come with a run of bad luck and lose everything including his life thanks to an ice pic and an angry Envy. It didn’t mean he’d picked up on the fact that not everything could be hoarded in his little closet or storage units littered all over the United States.
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“So are angels and rules and virtues and sins-- OH WAIT, all of that is real!!” she hissed at him and crossed her arms over her chest as she walked two feet away from him. The big moron. If Catholic crap was real and powerful, then why couldn’t other religions carry the same weight and demand the same fear?
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“Are you mocking me?” He was annoyed and it was starting to show. Things always got a little strange for them when they went to some religious affiliated place. It’s like Greed was pumped up of a lot more than just his usual adrenaline. In some way all those good and bad forces bumped into each other and fused to him because of the kind of immortal being he was---which was more a center of thoughts and ideas and beliefs that were different than the usual Greek, Egyptian and other immortal gods. They seemed more like comic book creations than what Greed was fundamentally built off of.
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She shot him a look, “No, I’m saying you’re an asshole.” which was true. And she moved quickly so she could catch up to the tour group, tho they were a few feet behind now.
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They’d had a pretty perfect vacation for once full of so much fluff and cuddling of course he’d bring it crashing down with his ultimate assholism. It wasn’t something he could control, and there were all kinds of things looming in these caves than bats and gods remembered. In the same way that Temperance seemed to pick up and meditate off many different religions propelling good to the world, Greed was stuck somewhere in the middle. He might be the most ambitious of all the sins, but he rode one foot in evil and one foot on the other side. It was like running a relay race with your leg tethered to another person only to fall a few feet from the finish line because you were too fast for them.
Greed was that running hog always reaching for an endless supply of everything from money to being showered with compliments. Here though, in this setting it put a dim light over him. He wasn’t very appealing, he was just a temptation that made most uncomfortable because they didn’t understand what it was going on around them. It was just that same relay race that they felt they had to start running.
As Zoe caught up leaving him a few feet behind his mood turned even more sour. She was siding with them now? The humans and leaving him to be gawked at awkwardly. They should be gawking at him with want, not seeing him for the filthy sin he could be.
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When she didn’t feel a wall of irritation next to her, she looked behind her to see he was still some ways behind. But people were looking at him. Just a few. But the ones that were religious always seemed to be able to ‘see’ him, or sense him. Somehow, they knew he was of hell even though he looked just like them. It bugged Zoe. It really did. One woman made the sign of the cross and tried to move to the front of the group. Zoe wasn’t ashamed of him but moments like this were hard to bare. When someone made a crack about Greed murdering them in the caves. She pointed a finger at the person, “HEY! You don’t even know him. That is my boyfriend and and… you don’t know him, okay?” the guy looked at Zoe like she was crazy.
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"Just a joke lady. Chill." But Greed totally could do exactly what they were thinking. He sensed their hate, their loathe and all the uncomfortable thoughts they didn't know what to do with. But with Greed three they couldn't keep it to themselves, he just watched with his own sense of amusement as they squabbled among themselves over what they wanted more. They wanted to stay away but they couldn't stop looking.
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Zoe felt like strangling all of them, this was hurting her. She couldn’t get them to stop so she walked away from them and over to Greed, grabbing his arm, “Come on.” pulling in the opposite direction of the crowd.
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He ignored the, fiddling with the zipper of his grey and yellow hoodie. He knew what they were saying, thinking and wanting to do which was what amused him the most. He was an itch they had to scratch, and the more they interacted the more it turned Zoe off. Good. Then he could have her to himself and more listening to this tour guide.
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Zoe was scowling because while it amused Greed, it annoyed her and drove her bonkers. She tugged on his arm again, wanting to slow down and fall a little more behind so she couldn’t hear them.
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"Lose your spot in line?" He got the zipper up as it was a tad chilly the further they walked into this maze of rock. He stopped to look at her, noting her distress.
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“I hate coming to these places…” she said quietly as she didn’t look at him, just watched the crowd ahead. It was bad enough when Theseus hated on Greed, this was multiple people doing it.
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"Don't worry, my urge to kill is greatly subsided when people are just stupid." He put up his hood. "But I might be persuaded otherwise. You look pissed." He knew she was, he wanted her to be.
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“Really? Cause when they’re just stupid it makes my urge to kill rise.” she put an arm around his middle, “Very sweet but no thank you. I just hate that they’re assholes to you.” she gave him a lopsided smile, “It means I can’t be mean to you then.”
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"I really don't give a shit what they think. I see it on their face before they even speak. It's amusing." He hugged her close. Now she was back on his side.
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She gave him a squeeze, chances were she’d get mad at him soon enough so a truce right now was okay. “Amusing to you, infuriating to me. They’re as bad as the floozies that judge you.” she looked at him, “Hey… how about we go on our own tour?” she’d been against exploring on their own before but this group was pissing her off.
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"I wanted my own tour in the first place." At least this way he got what wanted. Zoe, food, loot and maybe a little fun. "There is a spring at the end of this thing."
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She pinched his side as he said that was what he wanted in the first place, “Our own tour.” Jerk. But she didn’t let him go just nodded, “That sounds pretty… provided we don’t get eaten by bats.” she still wasn’t big on scary and spooky things. And they were in dark caves. Alone.
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"I thought there was supposed a priest chamber by now." He tripped over his feet in a hole nearly taking them both down, a few bats screeching and shooting past them.
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“Ohmygod!” she grabbed onto him and tried to make them both steady and then let out a breath, “How about we just enjoy the stroll and not die?” her grip was a bit tighter around his middle and she asked him, “Hey, if you had one wish, what would it be?”
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"I want a chalice!" He hugged her a little closer, encouraging her to dig her nails in and never let go. They walked for miles it seemed, just endless cave walls painted with various colors from age. There were specks of light coming in that showed off the caves beauty. He could hear water, but they were still a distance from the spring.
"Just one wish?"
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Zoe admired the oldness of the place but when it got too dark or any noise happened, she clung to Greed a bit tighter. She kept a wary eye on dark spots, thinking she saw eyes in them, “Uh huh, just one. But it can be anything.”
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They still had some time before they joined up with the rest of the group for food. If they found it. Greed took a deep breath. If he only had just one he had think about it. "I think I'd want a family that didn't look at me having you as a bad thing." It might not cure the problem, but it would help. "Then I wouldn't have to keep you hidden."
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She looked at him in surprise. He could have said gold or all the money in the world or anything but he picked something so simple and something they couldn’t have. She stepped onto some rocks to get over them, holding onto his arm, “If you didn’t have to keep me hidden, what would you do?”
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She was his gold. A mountain off it. "I'd get to tell everyone I have a girlfriend and she's kinda awesome. And none of them can have her."
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She grinned, “Only kinda awesome?” she squeezed his arm with a smile and said, “You know, I’m pretty sure none of them would want me.” remembering how less than impressed Lust had been when she met her that one time.
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“It wouldn’t matter if they wanted you or not, half of them would try to kill you right now. I’d be nice not to think about that sometimes.” Greed wasn’t looking for big ol’ family get together’s like humans had on these holiday occasions….but yet, it wouldn’t be beyond him to want them.
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“Ohhhhhh so they can’t have me as in they’re not allowed to kill me. Well thank you.” always a nice reminder your boyfriend’s family hated you. “Okay but isn’t the bright side that only half would try to kill me? That means some of them might not, right?” she was hesitant to mention Wrath.. she’d seen the Sin interact with Lust, Wrath was pretty family oriented and she could imagine the Sin telling her it wasn’t personal before she helped Lust murder her. But she was just trying to make Greed feel a little better, he’d mentioned this before in Madison and she didn’t know he dwelled on it quite this much.
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“Between your family and mine we’re fucked.” He quirked the corner of his lips trying not to smile. “I guess half of them would be okay. Glutt, Sloth and Wrath might be my only failsafe. The rest are questionable…” He still got sad thinking about Glutt sometimes, at least they could be like comrades in arms. Glutt wouldn’t purposefully do anything to destroy something Greed had, they understood the respect of a Sin’s things (most of the time). It did get under his skin though, more than he ever showed her. He kept that hidden behind a face because it meant she would think he’d run back to them…
And they were his family...but now he had a new family, right here with her.
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She took his hand and squeezed it, he was making a sacrifice to be with her. His family meant a lot to him but by choosing her, he couldn’t have them both. And it was sad but that was the nature of his family, they wanted to hurt and destroy. “Well, three siblings is still a lot. I have… none. All I have on my side is you.” she hugged his arm, “And it’s more than I ever thought I’d have.”
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Greed still felt there was something in Theseus (while he hated him) that Zoe needed. It was part of being human wasn’t it? Having what you never had? She’d given him that, maybe it was time Greed found that for her. She hugged him and he swallowed heavy because eventually Greed would spill that he hated he couldn’t have his family and her too. As the sin of want...he was always reaching for more than he had.
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She could hear the water dripping which meant they were closer to the spring, water always seemed to call to her. The air was cooler, fresher. “Hmmmmmm… silence from the chatterbox is never good.” she stopped walking and looked at him in concern, “What’s going on in there?” she asked softly.
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“I’m thinking that you’re going to drag me into a pit of water again….and I’m preparing myself.” That wasn’t it, but he could make her believe it. This was something he wanted to hide right now, she should let him.
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She eyed him and didn’t say anything for a moment, those brown eyes of hers searching his baby blues to see if there was more to what he was saying. She felt like there was but for now… she decided to let it go. They were on vacation and she didn’t want a fight. They’d already had a few small ones. She took his arm and started walking again, “You don’t have to come in… but I am going in for sure.”
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He didn’t show any relief when she let the conversation drop, but inside there was an intense gratitude that she did. A messy, black and messed up gratitude, but it was there. “Oh, I know you will, you’re a fucking seal.” Water was her lifeline and he could understand that even if it just made him jittery.
The rest of the group was there once they made it to the watering hole. The sight though, with the tall caves and light, it was quite a sight. Not one he could say he’d ever seen before, so while she marveled in the water, Greed just kind of took in the beauty and the way the water sparkled against the cave lights.
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She hoped whatever it was would come up after the trip, when they’d have to face reality. Not talking always landed them in hot water. “Oooo cancel the swim, not with all these people here, I don’t think its allowed.” but the sight was truly magnificent. She kept hold of Greed tho, almost protectively.
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“They said you could swim. You don't want to now?" That would be music to his ears. Maybe all that walking had sucked out her need to drown.
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She held onto his arm and looked at the water longingly, “There’s too many people… I can’t swim in this sarong and I’m not going in my undies in front of everyone.”
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“So use me as your shield. Don’t you usually?” This water baby was in love with swimming, she should at least dip a toe in fucking Fiji! He’d throw her in if she decided against it. As much as he hated it, she turned into someone pretty calm and incredible when she was in it.
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She looked unsure and rocked back and forth on the balls of her feet, “Mmmmmm... “ debating it. “Maybe I’ll just keep the sarong on and let it get wet. We have my other clothes to change into when I’m done.” she seemed to get perkier as soon as she agreed to go in the water. “Aren’t you going to come? This IS religious water, there are no waves and it’s perfectly still.” she started to take off her shoes and gave him a look, “I’ll be your lifeguard, aren’t I usually?”
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“So I go from bodyguard to being a floatie with no float.” She totally de-maned him when it came to water. He was just a scared little boy who didn’t know how to swim in the deep end. Greed took a deep breath and slipped out of his sneakers.
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She put her arms around his middle, “You’re still my bodyguard. And…” she peeked to make sure no one was listening as she leaned in and said quietly, “You can grab onto my floatation devices…” her boobs pressing into him. She knew he hated the water but she was trying to coax him.
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“Do I get to squeeze them too?” He perked one lone, bushy brow. He might even strip down to just his shorts so she had some arm to snuggle. He stood there unzipping his hoodie, people around them playing in the water and watching him out of the corner of their eyes. He tossed it aside, and peeled off his tank top. This was his silent agreement that he was trusting her with the water, to keep it from suffocating him.
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She bit her bottom lip, “Mmmm only if you come in and only under the water…” she didn’t want other people to see. She watched him disrobe and said, “Surprised people aren’t sticking dollar bills in your shorts.” she took his hand and stepped slowly into the water, testing it first so he could lower her down into it, it came up to past her waist so it would be fine for him.
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“They’re all too busy cursing me to be giving me any of their money. It’s okay though, because they’ll be the ones missing their wallets when they leave.” He was expecting a rush of cold, but like the waterfall from earlier in the week, this was actually nice and soothing. The water was fresh, you could see into it, and it didn’t make his skin prune from salt. He let out another breath as he stepped in a little further, her hand his lifeline.
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“Isn’t this really nice? The waters here are so calm and clear…” she grinned as she looked down, “I can see my toes.” and she wiggled them. She had a smile that lit up her face as she looked back at him, she held onto his hand but put her other arm around his neck, “Have I told you lately how amazing this trip is?” and she leaned in to kiss him but someone from the group cleared their throat loudly and Zoe stopped and looked over with a frown.
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To the rest of the world they should have just been a young couple in love, but in these kind of settings it was dirty, nasty, or something unbelievable to others. It wasn’t as cut and dry as an attractive couple. Some were jealous, others just thought they were going to do something inappropriate. “I think they think I’m your sugar daddy.” He grinned getting that kiss was stolen from him.
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She wrinkled her nose as he took the kiss and eyed the group again, “Or they think we’re defiling sacred waters or something…” she sighed, “Or they just think we’re some sort of abomination. Your family hates me. My family hates you. Can you tell me what joy you get out of coming to places like this where random strangers we don’t know can hate us as well? Do you not get a fill of it in our every day lives?” and she looked at him.
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“They don’t hate you or me. They’re uncomfortable. I’m the vampire with an angry mob on his ass. They can sense me without me saying a word.” It was like the time they were at the airport and the priest all but performed an exorcism on them both. “It’s always going to be there no matter how many times you want to look away. Deep down everyone has a fear for the kind of nasty human being they can be when influenced by sin.”
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She thought about it and said quietly, “Like when Envy infected me…” holding onto Greed a bit tighter, she’d been awful to him and Jonah when it happened. She shook her head and looked at him upset, “But you’re not like him! I just.. I just wish they could see that.” to her, Greed was wonderful, he was this amazing man that she loved, not some vampire. “I wish they could see you like I see you. And not think you’re some.. pariah.” but maybe she wasn’t really wishing it was the crowd that could see the real Greed, maybe there was a specific person she was thinking of.
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“But I’m not all that, not always. I’m dirty, I’m mean, and I destroy people just as easily as Envy.” Greed chose to do the things he did to get himself ahead, Envy did it simply to make those around him as miserable as himself. There was that vast difference between the two Sins. Greed was selfish, unreliable, but he was also the thing that gave people ambition no matter how blind sometimes. Maybe he was blinding Zoe too. He knew that. Greed leaned in to whisper in her ear while the sharks around looked at him disgustingly. “I don’t want them to.” Because then there wouldn’t be this special thing right here in front of him. It would make her ordinary, it wouldn’t have turned his head.
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She didn’t like hearing him say those things about himself even tho she knew they were true. At his whisper, she seemed surprised and looked at him with soft brown eyes, “Why..?” she never stopped to consider he liked his hated reputation. To her, he was so great, it upset her when other people treated him as if he was dirt.
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“Because then there wouldn’t be a you. I wouldn’t have a diamond in the middle of a garbage heap.” He was completely the worst thing for her and yet the best thing she needed more than anything. Zoe wouldn’t be where she was today if he hadn’t stalked her for a locket he never held onto.
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She frowned, she totally didn’t get it. “No.. I mean.. what? We were talking about you, what do I have to do with it?” to her it was a little frustrating sometimes. She saw the real him even when he hadn’t, it’s not like she had x-ray eyes or something so why couldn’t others? And what did she have to do with him not wanting others to see?
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“If everyone saw what you saw then what would make this as awesome as it is?” Everything was special in it’s own way, whether or not the rest of the world or God himself could see it. Someone in the universe felt this worthy enough for Greed to have even for a little bit.
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“Ohhhhh…” she got it now, “I'd like to think my heart and amazing skills at loving you would still make it awesome. But I guess that’s why you like me… cause I’m not just rare, I’m literally one of a kind, I’m the only one who sees you this way.” she touched her nose to his, “That and my eyes you can’t fuck.” and she smiled a little since he always loved to say that. A woman giving them a dirty look as she heard the curse word.
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"Damn those fuckable eyes," he purred with more dirty looks coming from the others, thus time muttering because he gave her a nice, tingling kiss.
Even when they were the last leave (Greed was sure to take enough food to feed ten people at the food table), there was a vibe that didn't leave until they were in the jeep and on their way back to the hotel.
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Zoe had fun despite the disapproving crowd but was back in her yellow jeans, the soaking wet sarong in the back with some of their other stuff. Like others felt suffocated with tar around Greed, she felt the same way around them so with the wind zooming at them from Greed’s crazy driving, she felt like she could breathe.
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It was as if a dark looming cloud had drifted from. The air was his relaxation, he could be himself without pandering the views of everyone around them.
Greed was not familiar with the terrains, he'd almost lost control of the jeep a few times already. At this rate he was going to flip the jeep.
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Zoe gripped onto the handles of the jeep as they zoomed and bumped along, “Greed…” she said so he could hear her, “Ummm… maybe we should take in the view more…” her way of saying slow down before you crash.
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"I got this," he swerved to the left then to the right, the wheels spinning out of control as he got into the mud. Now he was stuck. Now he was mad.
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Zoe let go of the handle to put a hand on his arm, “I can tell you got this… but maybe…” she trailed off as she looked over the side at the icky mud they were stuck in.
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He spun the tires again, kicking up mud every time he tried to reverse and get out of the hole he was digging. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Greed slammed his hands on the wheel. "Fuck this stupid jeep." He was actually shoving side to side to make some dent.
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Zoe undid her belt so she could turn in her seat to look at him and rub his arm, “Greed! It’s okay, why don’t I get out and take a look? See where it’s stuck?” he was getting hot under the collar, very much like a kid who got frustrated when something didn’t go his way.
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"I'm not spending the night in the fucking Fijian terrain. I want my fancy hotel, with my fancy sheets and pillows. I want to sleep in a bed, not grass." He growled. They'd been driving well half hour, and Greed starting to think he lost. The sun was going down everything this light looked the same.
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She rubbed his arm, trying to calm him, “Maybe we can stop somewhere and get some directions to see if we’re on the right road.” but they hadn’t even passed anyone in the last half hour. Greed’s mood seemed to be getting darker and that was not going to go well if she was stuck alone with him.
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"This isn't New York, Zoe. You don’t just stop by the local villages and ask for directions. Someone’s libel to eat you than help you.” Maybe this was why he never traveled this way, everything was sketchy to him. They looked like tourists, no one would trust him with a pack of cigarettes, and they’d lead them all up and down the mountain until the car ran out of gas and they were eaten by wild animals. That was a horrible way to go.
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She gave him a look, “You’ve never been to Fiji, they aren’t cannibals here. What’s the harm in stopping and asking? If you want, you can keep the jeep running while I ask just in case. But with the way you’re driving and the sun is setting and the fact everything looks the same as it has for the past half hour, I’m pretty sure your butt is not gonna be touchin fancy hotel sheets tonight.” and she crossed her arms over her chest.
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“You don’t know what the fuck is out here.” He slammed his hands against the steering wheel again, getting no relief in her answers. “I’m not sleeping out here in this damned thing!” He got out then, slipping in the mud as he stepped down with another loud curse following. He was going to shove this thing out of the mud.
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“That’s the point, neither do you.” she moved to the driver side and said, “Why don’t you try shoving it and I can hit the gas?” isnt’ that what people did in the movies? Worth a shot.
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Greed heaved the jeep with his big body, but all he did for a while was sling himself in the mud. He tried again this time shoving from the back end instead of the side. He yelled for her to go and push on the gas, and for a moment he looked like he’d budged it forward, but it was going to take a lot more work than just a few shoves. All he was doing now was rolling in the mud like a pig and it made him feel gross.
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She hit the gas when he told her to but they were still stuck, “I felt it move--” she started to say and then turned and her mouth dropped open. He was splattered in mud and she kinda smiled, “Uh… I know you hate being dirty but can I say this is… this is a good look for you.” what could she say, there was something about him being rugged that always turned her on.
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His face deadpanned with disbelief. She was seriously throwing the sexy face at him. "This is disgusting. I'm covered in mud like a pig. How can that be attractive?"
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She threw up a hand innocently, “I don’t know… maybe you need a mirror cause it is. I kinda just wanna shove you down in it and rub it all over you…” her words trailed off as she didn’t seem to realize she was saying them outloud as she started to look him up and down.
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“It’s mud, not chocolate sauce.” His tank had been grey and was now a brown and red sludge. “I look like I’ve bathed in the shit.” Even more shocking was the way she was tuned in to ogling him, not once but at least three times she projected her eyes up and down. He rubbed his chin, just putting more muddy slop on his face and beard. “I need a shower.”
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She wrinkled her nose, “Why are you trying to ruin this for me..” but it didn’t look like it was working cause she had this little grin that would not go away which indicated naughty thoughts. She nodded, “You do need a shower… but there isn’t one nearby. So sad…..” and that grin became a little wider as she kept staring, it meant she got a muddy hot boyfriend for a while longer.
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“Where’s the fucking rain when you need it?” If he was some kind of child of the water like she was he’d turn on heaven’s showerhead. Clearly, God was a bit stuck at the moment. Greed just stared at her with those shiny blue eyes not at all seeing what it was had her in such a horny state. It was at times like this that he was okay with being looked at so objectively, it was her, and she didn’t do that often. A lot of times he felt like he had to force her to, but it still made him insecure here, because in Greed’s mind this was anything but sexy. Lust would have thrown him out of sight until he was clean, he’d been conditioned for so long to think cleanliness was part of shining like a brand new penny. When he looked in the mirror his reflection signified being pampered, being wealthy, being higher above everyone else and rolling in it. When he looked in the side mirror of the jeep all he saw was mud. It was dirty, it stripped him of the things he deemed his best qualities. He was very superficial, and that wasn’t ever going to change.
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Zoe jumped out of the jeep and came curiously towards him, hooking a finger inside the waistband of his bottoms and tugging him closer to her, “We could try to go find a pond… or a lake…. or something…” her eyes were kinda going up along his mud splattered arm.
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“Your feet are dirty now,” but she silently shushed him by approaching him. She was close, touching him! Lust would never even lay a finger on him like this. What woman would? This was disgusting---and yet all Greed could see in Zoe’s eyes was a form of lust and want.
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Zoe put a hand on his shoulder and then slid it around his neck, moving even closer. Her hand now had mud on it and her bright yellow jeans had streaks of brown and red from rubbing against him, “Are they?” she asked. “Now my hands are dirty too…” it was always strange to see him without his swagger, his loss of confidence. But Zoe wanted him to see that there was very little that kept him from being sexy to her. (Aside from when he got assholish and violent)
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He had his pride when came to his vanity. Greed was very particular, but as Zoe soiled herself she turned on something inside. "You like me in mud, beard and clothes that need to be burned?" His voice low, unsure, but unwavering as he looked into her lusty eyes.
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She stood on tiptoe and rubbed her nose against his, getting mud on her own nose, “Uh huh… very very much…” tho she was sure he could just wash the clothes but that kinda wasn’t a thought in her head at the moment. He had mud on his beard and neck and it was too fascinating.
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"You're getting all muddy..." His voice a breath against her. "You seem very, very turned on by this...." And he needed that reassurance, because he was fighting himself on the complete ridiculousness of it. She had again rendered him brain dead from something he never expected.
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“I am.. but I’m mostly I’m turned on by you…” she said quietly and brushed her lips against his, “I think I need to get muddier…” and she kissed him, her other arm going around his waist as mud got on her face. Oh yeah, she wanted him.
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There was a hunger in that kiss, longing and needy. He felt their fire. He didn't buckle under her desire, just was having the usual reaction of trying to not succumb to his whole body shutting down. He wanted to keep tasting her lips feeling that desire surge through him like a lifeline.
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Her hand went from his waist to on his shoulder and she pushed down on his shoulder to basically kinda climb him like a tree, her legs going around his waist and her arms around his neck as she sucked face with him.
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He got a mouthful of lip, enjoying that until he turned into human jungle gym. He nearly lost balance, managed to back her against the side of the jeep. It gave him a little bit of leverage so he didn't continue to sink into the mud.
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Zoe let out a small oof! when he backed her up against the jeep but she didn’t blame him, she was latched onto him like a spider monkey. She almost forgot herself for a moment but remembered in time they couldn’t go too far but the intensity of her kiss didn’t lower. She was literally on him, kissing him, because she wanted him. Badly. Even if he was covered in mud.
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"Zoe," he whispered in between her mouth taking like a linebacker. It was intense and so heated he thought his insides were going to melt.
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She ran a muddy hand up the back of his head along his fauxhawk, his whisper saying her name sent a tingle down her spine and she didn’t think she could stop kissing him if lightning struck her. She hummed a “Hmmmm?” and bit his bottom lip, giving it a little tug.
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Oh dear sweet Jesus she completely made his head swim. He was trying to keep himself afloat. Her insane desire was intoxicating. Damn that girl. He had her sandwiched between him and the car, holding her up even though his legs started to feel like jelly. "Fuck..." He managed to squeak out with a predatory growl.
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She didn’t know what she loved more his squeaked fuck or his growl. It was a total shame they couldn’t make love right now but that really wasn’t going to stop her from kissing him as much as she could. She gave all her attention to his bottom lip, sucking on it while she squeezed her legs around him.
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She kept giving reasons to make little noises, half in protest but more out of the sheer pleasure she radiated through his body. They'd done this before hadn't they? He managed to out it unscathed right? Could they do that again? Because as much as his brain was on fire he didn't want her to stop.
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They were out in the open, but it was pretty deserted it was why Zoe was feeling bold enough to climb him and make out with him but his skin was warm and she knew in the back of her mind they couldn’t go much further. She gave him a kiss that lasted for as long as she didn’t need to breathe and then broke it only to take in that air and let her lips still softly give him little kisses. If he wanted more, he’d have to suggest it.
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She had way of rerouting his brain when felt the least sexy. He'd completely forgotten that he was slathered in mud. He put a hand on the door, the other cupped her bubble butt. He needed something to hold him up! Her name escaped again between kisses, this time just soft there was a purr mixed in.
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She let out a little noise of her own when she felt his hand on her butt. She loved hearing her name come from him but she was slowing things down. She wanted him to not freak out and suddenly realize she ‘surprised’ him. She had revved his engines and now it was up to him if he wanted to keep going or not.
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He had to take a moment to breath, she'd literally socked him in the gut. He wiped off a streak of mud off her face, tempting himself by letting his finger caress her mouth. He was staring at it, building up his strength to them again with his lips. He couldn't make another sound, was just entranced.
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Her fingers lightly stroked the back of his head, she could feel he was tired but all he was doing was looking. Gazing. That was okay, right? She just stayed still and let him be in his spell.
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His whole body wretched from inside out for a moment. Once he set her feet down, he felt his energy give out. His legs couldn't him up anymore, and he took a seat right there in mud.
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Oh oh oh… and he was down. She looked at him in concern and dropped down into the mud next to him. She reached out to touch him but hesitated, her hand hovering over his shoulder, “Do you want some water?” she always felt some guilt after makeout sessions especially if she started them because she hated to see him unwell.
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"I just need a minute..." He took slow breaths in and out until there was blood flow going back to his brain. "I think we're stuck." He sounded a little defeated.
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She smiled, “I don’t think that’s such a bad thing….” she scooted closer to him, her hip bumping against his, “We’ll figure it out…” she held a hand out to him if he wanted to take it.
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This was not Greed's idea of spending night on an island. He wanted his expensive hotel pillows. He slithered a muddy hand thru her fingers. "I guess can we can try in the morning. Find a lake, clean up, then sleep in the back. I've got extra clothes blankets in the back." Greed almost always had spare clothing him, because he was a girl that had more than enough outfits to showcase.
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She grinned and kissed his muddy hairy cheek, “A lake, wow, never thought I’d hear you suggest water.” she squeezed his hand, “But that sounds doable, should probably find it before the sun entirely goes down.” she tugged on his hand to try to stand up, “Hey.. when do we have to go back to work?”
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"Thursday," he said as he hoisted his heavy ass up off ground. He was still a little shaky on his feet. "I just want to not sleep in slop all night, and I'm mad I have no pillows to lay on."
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“If it’ll keep you from complaining this is the one time you can sleep on my boobs.” since she hated when he did that cause it creeped her out. “Tho you’d probably be more comfortable using a duffel.” she gripped his hand tight to make him steady and said, “So we’re flying out on wednesday… um… what do you think about leaving Fiji earlier?”
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"I thought you'd like to stay whole time? Why? What you thinking?" He started from where they were, looking for that he saw about half a mile or less back.
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“I would… it’s gorgeous and amazing here buuuut… I’m thinking if we leave a little early then we can have a day or two to ourselves.. at the house.” she let him lead the way.
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He looked at her with a wide grin. "Ooohhhh," he looked ready to bounce up and down. "I like that idea." It meant he was a sure win for getting laid. And after that erotic kiss of hers, he damn well deserved it.
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That grin of his made her blush the same coral color that was dancing in the sky and she looked away, “Well… good. Then we can leave tomorrow or Tuesday instead.” she looked at the beautiful view and said, “I will miss it tho. There’s a snowstorm in New York right now.” and their house didn’t have heating or beds.
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"We do have a fireplace...." God it was like they were walking forever. Did someone move the fucking lake? "If we leave tomorrow you get to fuck my brains out when get there." She still looked horny.
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She nodded and swung their joint hands back and forth leisurely as they walked. She bumped him lightly and said, “Maybe I’ll let you fuck my brains out when we get there. Maybe.”
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“Sounds like a plan….” he finally saw the lake and took off like a torpedo in flight. It was the most excited he’d ever been to see water, a body of water at that. Maybe that could be Zoe’s secret weapon---get Greed dirty and deny him clean sheets and a shower. Then a big body of water wasn’t as terrifying as being dirty.
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She laughed as she saw him actually run TOWARD a body of water. She wished she had a camera because she doubted she’d see this sight again! She trailed after him, now being the only muddy one left. She didn’t go in the water and said, “Hmmmm what would happen if I decide to stay muddy?”
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“You will not be sleeping in the back of the truck with me if you keep that on….” he motioned his finger up and down and proceeded to strip a second time that day to take a dip into the water...this time to cleanse himself from this filth.
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She put her hands behind her back and rocked on the balls of her feet, “Okay… then I can sleep in the front…” yes she was teasing him.
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“No, you’ll get mud all over the jeep. Just get in the fucking water….” he’d pulled off all his clothes and and stepped in, furiously washing away the grimy mud, but hoping not to stay in there so long that everything shriveled up and left him looking like a raisin.
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She opened her mouth mock insulted, “Rude!” she wrinkled her nose, “You’re in such a hurry to get out… okay, what’ll you give me if I get clean?” tho she was enjoying the show he was accidentally giving her.
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He was waist deep as she advanced towards him.,"I'll let you snuggle me in the back of the jeep." He looked some water in his hand, letting it cascade down his chest to wash away the grime. He didn't realize Zoe was still hot and bothered.
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She put her hands on her hips, “If I didn’t snuggle you, you’d whine and snuggle me. So that’s pfffft.” but something caught her eye and she started walking around the edge of the water and after a moment she literally disappeared.
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Greed stuck his tongue at her, but by the time he looked up he didn't see her. "Zoe?" He felt panic wash over him. Did the lake eat her?
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It was another seven seconds before Zoe said, “Ohhhh you should try this…” but the voice was coming from behind him. She’d spotted a little path that wound around the lake and led up and had climbed it. She was about ten feet up on an outcrop of rocks. She looked at the water excitedly, and yeah, she was planning on jumping in.
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He looked behind him to her standing. "What are you doing?" Was she crazy? She was going to slide, hit her head on the rocks and die right front of him. He tried his damndest to swim over.
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She unbuttoned her jeans and then slid them off, trying to stay balanced on the rocks as she did so. She tossed the jeans towards the shore but they landed in the water. Eh, she’d grab them when she got down there. “You said you wanted me to get clean.” she said.
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He looked horrified. She wasn't---but before he could string another though she had dived in, and that was when Greed really panicked.
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She had thrown off her shirt too so she was in just underthings when she leapt off and sliced into the water and disappeared underneath for a few seconds. Then she burst through the top of the water and took a breath, slicking her hair back as she treaded water since it was too deep to stand. She didn’t seem worried in the least.
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"Shit Zoe!" Greed yelled, his heart pumping at an alarming rate. She totally could have suffocated. How was he gonna save her then? Shit!
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Zoe frowned and shook her head to let loose some of the water, “Greed, whoa… what’s the matter?” it’s not like he was jumping into the water. She moved closer to him in the water wanting to know why he was in a panic.
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"Why'd you that?" He was going to throw up or pass out, he didn't know which was going to come first. "You could have hit your head and be dragged down by some unknown Fijian dinosaur!" He was very alarmed.
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She looked at him with wide eyes and said, “I’m pretty sure the dinosaurs are all extinct, even the Fijian ones.. “ she put her arms around his neck and said, “And I did it because I knew what I was doing. I’m an excellent swimmer. I could see the bottom because the water is clear and there were no rocks. And I haven’t jumped in a long time, it’s fun.” she touched her wet nose to his, “But I’m okay, see? I’m right here. No dinosaur got me. I didn’t hit my head. I’m real and alive and okay.”
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"Unless you are really down at bottom, and this is just your ghost back from the grave to haunt me. In that case I totally would still fuck a ghost."
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She wrinkled her nose and laughed, “I’m flattered and grossed out. But I’m pretty sure I’m not a ghost.” she looked around her and then back at him, “Do I feel like a ghost?”
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"I dont know. What does a ghost feel like?" He needed proof. She could be in his head, this all just a fat dream.
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She gave him a look, “Why don’t you find out.” he was her boyfriend again, he didn’t need her permission to touch her. She wasn’t gonna go to him like he wanted, she wanted him to take her like he used to cause she was crazy enough over him as it was.
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He reached out a wet, unmuddy hand and pinched her arm. He squeezed other places too to prove there a living girl. Only a real girl had boobs like that.
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She jumped when he pinched her arm, “Ow!” shooting him a look and she squirmed when he pinched other places. And then when he squeezed her boobs, she wriggled around, “Are you done testing?” she asked.
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He gave them one more squeeze. "Ok, now I think I'm convinced." He gave a curt nod. "You can squeeze me too." Now that he mud free.
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She tilted her head, “Where exactly should I squeeze you?” holding her hands out to him in the water, her feet on the ground but the water was up to her neck.
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"Wherever you want. I have plenty to squeeze." He took her hand at the wrist and slapped on his chest.
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She squeezed his pecs and nodded, “Nuh uh, you tell me.” her hand stayed on his chest. She was playing the same game they did at home when they couldn’t do much. She didn’t want to surprise him and make him freeze but maybe they could do something if he told her what it was.
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Greed made a pleased face when she groped. He looked devious. “You could squeeze a little lower?” He raised a brow to see if she did it. He’d completely forgotten that they were in the middle of a lake in Fiji with the sun about to set. They would lose light completely soon and have to pad their way back to the jeep to spend the night.
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She raised a brow to counter him, “You’re the one with my hand… make it go as low as you want and when you stop… then I can squeeze.” she’d do it too. She was in the water, the sun setting was causing it to be romantic and they were alone.
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He made her hand travel from his chest down, lower and lower where she’d note that he was completely naked. Greed wasn’t about to half ass his lake shower in order to get the mud all off. He hovered her hand over his lower abdomen muscles before taking it down as low as it could go where she normally didn’t feel bold enough to go.
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Okay, she couldn’t keep looking in his eyes as he made her hand keep going lower and lower and lower. Her cheeks were pink and warm and her fingers curled against his skin just a little, “If I squeeze there it might melt…” she’d do it if he wanted her to but that was her warning that yeah he was playing with fire.
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“So then it’ll just make this a hot tub for a little bit.” That was unless she let him drown in his own slobber and melted body fat. He shivered a little but gave her the go ahead. It was just a squeeze, not a pony ride.
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There was a flicker of concern in her eyes… the thing was, if she did this on her own as a surprise, he’d die on the spot but because it was technically his idea, chances were he’d survive it. She hesitated but slowly the tips of her fingers slid lower, scaling across the side his junk and she looked at him now to make sure he wasn’t hurting as her hand slowly slowly wrapped around but didn’t squeeze.
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He nodded for her to just do it already. She looked pained as if she had a knife to her throat. He wasn’t forcing her to, but he was pushing her out of her comfort zone. They didn’t have all the bells and whistles of being in Madison or any other dead zone, but this like anything else was an experiment for them to learn from. “Go on…” he said. He wanted her to do it, he wanted to see if she would.
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Oh she was scared of making him sick, it made her so upset and guilty. But she’d promised him that this time around in their relationship she would test the boundaries sexually more with him. And he’d kept up his end, he was trying to get used to the M word. So she did. It was a light pressure but it was her hand. It was on his thing. And she was doing it.