Zoe (history_repeats) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2015-04-30 13:11:00 |
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Entry tags: | greed, zoe hansen |
WHO: Zoe & Greed
WHEN: April 2nd [Backdated]
WHERE: Zoe and Greed's apartment
WHAT: Lies, lies
WARNING: None
Note: The log reads backwards
She didn't know what he really meant anymore, he could sense that doubt. And doubt was able to break down the strongest wall. He might have no wanted to keep working at wooing her, but now he was going to have to. He rested his face against her head. Maybe things would be better in the morning.
On Apr 4, 2015 4:58 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She still didn't move or react. She wished he wouldn't touch her but at the same time there was nothing she wanted more. Only now she felt like crap because it turned out sometimes he didn't want to. So now who knew what he was doing and why.
On Sat, Apr 4, 2015 at 1:52 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He touched her cheek, his fingers not ceasing from their little trip through her hair. She didn't stop him, so that was something to revel in. He didn't stop, because at least it made him feel better in some way.
On Apr 4, 2015 4:22 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She didn't react to it. She didn't stop him like earlier with her foot, so he could touch. But she didn't give him a reaction, negative or positive. She really didn't know why he was doing it so there wasn't anything comforting in it. But he was there when she expected him to go on a bender so that was something.
On Sat, Apr 4, 2015 at 1:18 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He reached up to comb her hair with his fingers. The first thing he'd done since he got home that wasn't completely selfish. He did it in hope it made them both feel better, like petting a cat.
On Apr 4, 2015 3:35 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She didn't look at him or turn around. She didn't pull away or shrug him off but her body did tense up and she did not make any move to snuggle him.
On Sat, Apr 4, 2015 at 12:31 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed crawled over to her. She might shrug him off, but he snuggled up behind her.
On Apr 4, 2015 3:12 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She didn't even look at him because she'd start crying if she did. She just lowered her lashes, staring at a spot on the floor from the edge of the bed as she lay there. There was really nothing more to say on her end.
On Sat, Apr 4, 2015 at 12:10 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He didn't know whether to walk or stay on that bed with this miserable feeling. He'd used all his energy in the fight, he really didn't run to get up. He turned his head to look at her, but he didn't say anything. He just looked at her.
On Apr 4, 2015 2:48 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She didn't say anything, because what was there to say. He had now made her feel as shitty as he was and he still felt shitty. Instead of trying to feel less shitty, it just was an exploding shit storm. She just grabbed the pillow behind her and put it down so she could rest her head on it.
On Sat, Apr 4, 2015 at 11:46 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"No. I feel like shit. I feel like more shit than I did when I got home." He grunted, shuffling on the bed in agitation. He couldn't even get comfortable on the bed she'd so nicely made. Everything just felt like pins and needles.
On Sat, Apr 4, 2015 at 2:41 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"Mission accomplished." she said quietly because he had hurt her a lot tonight. "Do you feel better now? You got what you wanted." she didn't say it maliciously, if hurting her made him feel some release then maybe it wasn't a total loss. She wanted him to look at it, really look at it, and see if hurting his girlfriend had given him the satisfaction he'd been looking for.
On Sat, Apr 4, 2015 at 11:27 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"I feel less of myself when everything I hold onto starts to get stripped away from me. Sometimes I just want someone to hurt as much as I am." He just needed to really stop picking on the people that he wanted to keep around him. It always ended up in tragedy.
On Sat, Apr 4, 2015 at 2:23 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"Then why..?" she asked softly and folded her hands in her lap, looking at hem, "Do I... make you feel less like yourself?" he'd said that to her when he dumped her, "Do you feel like... less of you if you don't trick me and manipulate me and lie to me?" because they were building love and trust and doing the normal human thing, did he resent her for it? Did he feel like she was repressing his Sin?
On Sat, Apr 4, 2015 at 11:18 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He draped his arm behind his head. "I'm losing so much these days, I don't know what's going on." He felt like the world was trying to set him right on the spindle he was supposed to be on, not the one he made for himself. He hated feeling like he was going to lose control of his own world. "No, Zoe." This wasn't George and Wrath where Wrath suppressed herself.
On Sat, Apr 4, 2015 at 2:10 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
When he didn't say anything, it just made her feel worse and her eyes were glassy with emotion as she said, "I know what you are. I get the selfish thing and I get that you lie to the world but... you told me I was different. But if you treat me like you treat everyone else, then I'm not special. I'm just your current favorite. It means I'll be replaced. And the fact that you feel like you HAVE to lie to me with your kisses means you don't trust me to give you what you want if you just asked for it. Do I really deny you that much....?" she asked with a pleading look. Was she such a horrible girlfriend that he felt he needed to manipulate her?
On Sat, Apr 4, 2015 at 11:00 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
When she made him look at himself it was the only time he didn't like it. He could see why the world was disgusted and made Sins out to be the bad guys. They were ultimately the bad guys and it drove him crazy. He wanted to do his own thing, but he was constantly turning himself against the things he worked so hard to obtain. Didn't that go against everything he was? It didn't make him deemable to call himself Greed. He didn't want this fight tonight, he didn't want to crawl on his belly to feel good.
On Sat, Apr 4, 2015 at 1:45 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"You kissed me under false pretenses! You didn't kiss me because you wanted to kiss me, you kissed me to get something out of it. And you've done it before. And what hurts a lot is that you felt like you had to do that. That you couldn't just ASK me for what you wanted. Do you remember valentine's and the gold tattoos? You wanted to go first. So we did you first. Didn't I give you that? You being selfish, that I can handle. You being a LIAR? That I can't." she was distraught over this, they had worked so hard to get their trust back to a good place to build on and Greed had just dynamited the whole thing.
On Sat, Apr 4, 2015 at 10:41 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"I didn't lie! This one time I decided to push. This one time I wanted to see what it would get me. I'm such a fucking monster. Yes Greed is a fucking tool. Let's spread that across the internet and put sticky notes all up and down the halls at work. Just IN CASE no one really knew that." He felt like more shit than when he came home without Samson. This was not at all what he had wanted for his night. He wanted to feel good, not feel like he'd just been drawn and quartered.
On Sat, Apr 4, 2015 at 1:14 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"Cause the idea of me being with you, kissing you, touching you, for ANY other reason except for BEING with you for YOU, is sickening. Because you've spent all this time thinking that every time I kiss you it's because I want to kiss you, not because I might be trying to GET something out of it. You're feeling that right now and it hurts and you know it's not true. So how do you think I feel? I'm feeling that right now, it hurts, and mine IS true." she gestured with her hand at him. Did he finally understand what his confession meant? And how much it hurt her not that he said it but that he lied to her? It was something she absolutely did not put up with and dishonesty without words was still dishonesty.
On Sat, Apr 4, 2015 at 10:10 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"I do give a damn about my money and for some reason thinking you're a money grubbing girl doesn't sit well with me...." he knew that she wasn't but to hear it just rubbed him so wrong. He'd rather have her lay in a bed of pizza than in his money and he wasn't sure why. Mainly because she never was with him for that fact. So to even think it really made him anxious. He liked spending on her because it made his things look good, it made her look good, but he'd learned how to polish her with her own charm. He just didn't like the idea of her being his Stepford girl.
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 11:52 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"Now you know exactly how I feel." did he get that? Did he understand how devastating it was to hear him admitted he sometimes kissed her for any other reason other than wanting to? "And for the record, I don't give a damn about your money." she was the one that was constantly trying to help him from going broke. She still rarely spent on herself and any new clothes were always gifts from him, just things that 'showed up' in her closet after a shopping binge of his.
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 8:47 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"Why don't you just pull my intestines out from my ass and then feed it back through my throat. That's what the fuck it feels like." Dramatic as always, but visual nonetheless. Greed was shriveling up inside this place she'd thrown him into and it looked like she was just going to leave him there locked and caged for the night.
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 11:11 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
It hurt that he believed her but that was the whole point. She looked down as he looked at her with such.. hate almost. "Doesn't feel good, does it. The person that you love the most saying that they kiss you for any other reason than because they just want to." she swallowed and raised her gaze to his and the anger wasn't in her bambi eyes, they were filled with how crushed his confession had left her.
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 8:06 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He starred at her with his mouth ajar. "I see..." he let the pillow drop to the floor. "I just get to play bill collector. That's all I'm good for is signing checks." It stung...no, it burned. Fuck that it was like she'd shoved a spear in his gut.
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 9:46 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She was a bad liar so took a deep breath and just said, "You heard me." but there was a tremor to her voice. She wasn't capable of something so vile and she didn't like saying it but he wasn't willing to listen to how she felt so the only way to get him to understand was to feel it.
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 6:39 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He peeked behind the pillow as if she'd stabbed him. "What?" Did she seriously just throw that bullshit at him?
On Apr 3, 2015 9:04 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She tensed up as he continued being violent with the pillow but she wasn't afraid of him. She looked right at him and said, "I only kiss you so you'll keep paying the bills."
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 6:02 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He smacked the wall with the pillow. No, he wasn't done with his tantrum. He literally had energy (good and bad) running through him and burning his system. He needed to release all this bullshit. "You're not giving me an inch. Not even a little bit..." She was killing him.
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 8:52 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She glared at him and his temper tantrum and said, "I'm sleeping wherever you dropped me since I don't have much of a choice in the matter. I can't believe that you're acting like I'm overreacting or something. What am I saying, I CAN believe it."
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 5:35 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He was going to scream at her again. If he wasn't horny frustrated he was mentally frustrated. She wasn't letting him out of anything, not giving him an inch of rope and it was horrible. He took the pillow and smacked it across the bed a few times until it released some of that boiling frustration he was not used to having. He wasn't getting away with anything! Nor was he getting anything to work with. "Are you sleeping on this bed tonight at least or do I need to make myself comfortable in Samson's doggy bed?" She was being so unreasonable!
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 8:24 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She kicked him again and winced yet again. Like hell she was going to listen to him. "You might have me locked in here but I'm not gonna enjoy it and I don't plan on enjoying it for a long ass time." she crossed her arms over her chest. He didn't realize exactly how much damage he'd done..
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 5:22 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"Stop kicking me. I've got you locked in here so you might as well enjoy it." He worked at getting her to at least let him get a few foot gropes in. Damn her he wanted her to relax. Yes he fucked up. He was trying to fix it.
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 8:20 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"But that's what you wanted. You wanted to not do the work. You want what you want and you'll do the minimal to get it." she shoved at him with her injured foot again, wincing again. She didn't want him to massage her foot, he knew it was one of her weaknesses and she'd be damned if she was going to let him wriggle off the hook for this.
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 5:16 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote:
"No it sounds stupid. It sounds lazy and boring as shit." He held onto that foot, but he didn't start the tickle fest he'd intended. Instead he started to massage it, destressing those stressed feet. He had his own round of ammo.
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 8:14 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She kicked him with her other foot, it was her injured one so when it hit his chest, she winced cause it hurt her more than him but she didn't want him to take her foot and she did not want to be tickled. She would get even madder at him if he tried. "Cause then you get what you want and its NO work at all. You want to hear me laugh, right? Well that way you could hear it whenever you want. You wouldn't even have to do anything, just push a button. Doesn't that sound nice?" cause it was all about what he wanted.
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 5:11 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote:
"That's stupid. Why do I want a recording of you laughing when I can make it happen right now." He grabbed her foot. Let her wiggle those fat toes all she wanted. That was something he could tickle.
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 2:42 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com>wrote:
She dove to the side so he'd miss grabbing her and sat up on her elbows to look at him. More like glare at him. She wiggled her foot in front of her like it was a sword to ward him off and said, "You wanted to hear me laugh, right? That's what you want. So a comedy will get me to laugh. You don't have to watch it." she leaned her head back and looked at the ceiling, "Wait, I have an even better idea. I can watch it alone, tape record me laughing and give it to you. That way you can listen to it whenever you want!" look at that, she made it so he'd get what he want without ANY work at all. He should be thrilled.
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 11:40 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"I don't want to watch a comedy. I want to---" and he lunged for her again with a good stretch. She was being horrible!
On Apr 3, 2015 2:37 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She kept her foot pressed into his chest and said in a dull voice, "We can watch a comedy." she narrowed her eyes too, "Less work for you." and isnt that what he wanted, to not do the work?
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 11:34 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"I get to hear you laugh..." he narrowed his eyes. Hed done this to himself. It was all out in the open now that he didnt always do things for anything but his own benefit. Now she could scrutinize him with every move.
He hated it.
On Apr 3, 2015 2:20 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She gave him a look and said sarcastically, "I dunno, what're you trying to get out of it?" so okay maybe she was still hurt at his admission that sometimes he kissed her not out of desire but to get her to do something.
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 11:19 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Her foot was flat against him to create an invisible wall. "I can't touch now?" He reached out, his arm almost long enough, but not quite. He was stronger than her, so there was only so much she could keep him at bay.
On Apr 3, 2015 12:45 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She ducked the pillow and her eyes went wide as he charged the bed. She quickly scooted back till her back hit the headboard and before he could grab her sides, she kicked her leg up, her foot on his chest, holding him at bay away from her,.
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 9:43 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
The pillow hit him in the face. "No you didnt!" He flung it back at her, jumping on the bed almost as fast to gooch her sides.
On Apr 3, 2015 12:40 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She scooted towards the edge of the bed, dangling her legs off as that's pretty much all she could do in defiance since she couldn't stand, "I am not your pet!" and she grabbed a pillow and flung it at him.
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 9:39 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He turned and pointed at her. "Stay!" And he carefully walked around the bed towards the door to lock it. As if that would solve all his problems.
On Apr 3, 2015 1:18 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Her eyes were so big, she was surprised. She expected him to pout some more and come elbow her on the couch at 3 in the morning to want to snuggle with her after he was done pouting. There were enough buttons undone that when he put her on the bed, his shirt on her sagged to one side, exposing a naked shoulder as she looked at him in disbelief. What had gotten into him? She narrowed her eyes at him as he gave her that cool command and said, "I will do whatever the hell I feel like." and she made a move to the edge of the bed... not that she'd be able to walk but still, it was the principle of the thing.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 10:12 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"Im going to bed. You're coming with me." He carried her like a leaf, depositing her on the nice clean sheets she'd just put on his bed all nicely. Even after he laid her down he turned to open his window a little, starring at her over his shoulder. "Don't move." She wasnt a loose ferret on his bed, but he'd dive in to keep her caged on his bed.
On Apr 3, 2015 12:49 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She sighed, "Apparently." the most mundane things always fucked them up. She had to raise her chin a little to look him in the eye since she was shorter as he stared at her, She was still ready for a fight. For him to storm off or say something else insensitive and mean or something. But she was not expecting him to superman her into his arms. "Greed!" she said, looking down at the floor from the height of his arms, "What the hell are you doing!?" she exclaimed as she fumbled to hang on around his neck, if she fell her ankle would shatter.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 9:45 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"This is where a tray of ice has gotten us?" Greed took a deep breath. Yeah, he wanted to scream again. She had prickled all his nerves and contorted them in a direction he hadn't intended to go tonight. She never let him get away with anything. He crawled over to her, grumping as he planted his feet on the floor. He looked at her for a good moment, picking her up in some heroic, superhero move to cart her off to safety.
The safety of his bed. He wasn't sleeping on a wet mattress.
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 12:36 AM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She winced and nearly fell as she got her foot from his hand, her butt hitting the edge of the bed as she gripped the headboard and righted herself. "We're equal. You can't just expect us to be equal for the things you want to be equal. That's not how it works." if he wanted all her sweetness, he had to give her some too.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 9:32 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote:
"Why would you stop those things?" But then she answered his own question. He was pulling a dick move and she was going to counter it right back in his face. It was enough of a shock for her to get her foot out of his grasp since he just felt like a statue. She'd caught him off his guard and now he was starring at her with that dumb look on his face.
On Fri, Apr 3, 2015 at 12:23 AM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"No, sadly I still love you with everything I have. Just sometimes.. it feels like everything I have is nothing to you. If you wanna play this game, Greed, I will play it. But I'm telling you right now there will be no winner. You think it's enough you pay the bills so I should lick your ass. I can pay the bills too, I haven't gotten a job yet cause you told me it was okay not to. But you wanna play this who does what BS then okay. Cause no, you don't have to woo me or seduce me or work anymore for me, cause I'm yours. But I don't have to tie your tie in the morning, or have dinner ready or call you to see how your day is going. Cause you're mine too, right? So why should I have to try?" she tugged her foot sharply to get it out of his hand, try anyway. But she was trying to show him that if she stopped working at their relationship too, stopped trying to be romantic and sweet, it just became a robotic boring relationship with no point.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 9:17 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"You hate me now..." because everyone hated them. The Sins were the undoing of man. Repent and turn to the other side. Greed had tried damn hard to be a part of that side. Couldn't he keep it a little longer? Or was she going to rip herself away from him? He was this vampire that had drained all his gold from his own hands. Greed was his own King Midas, buried in his own destruction.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 11:28 PM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com>wrote:
He was still being mean and spiteful and she didn't like it, it hurt. "You provide, you're right, you do more than enough. I've never wanted you to be anyone but yourself. So if this is who you really are then okay. But you still need to let go of my foot cause the bed is wet and I'm not gonna lie in it." she was not giving in, if he wanted to play the game of just cause he paid and graced her with his presence it was enough, she could hold up a mirror and treat him exactly as he treated her.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 8:22 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"What you want me to be the programmed boyfriend now? I don't do enough now?" That was his defense. Turn this on her and maybe he wouldn't be the only one feeling so shitty. What was he supposed to do? "I can't be your absolute normal boy." And that's when his hand started to shake. He was seized with that permanent fear that no matter how bad he wanted something, if it was alive and breathing he would kill it's desire to be with him. Zoe might always say she was never Josie for many reasons, and his lack of influence juicing her system made her special, but it never squelched the fear that burned almost as brightly as his need for everything.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 11:15 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She tugged on her foot gently to try to get his hand off it, "No, you don't and you know it. You play with me like I'm a pet." he'd done this before, when the fear of her leaving him died down, he took her for granted.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 8:11 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"I don't want a robot....robots short circuit....wait, I woo you!" But he didn't. Not like he did to win her again. He'd kinda stepped into this lull where he didn't do the things to keep her because he already had her, he just played games.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 11:07 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"Well you don't want me either." she kept a hand on the headboard to keep her balance. He had her injured foot and this was an awkward position and she didn't know how much longer she could hold it, "I am yours, I won't deny that but you take it to mean that the work is over. That you don't have to ever woo me or seduce me again. That it's okay to stop trying. What you want is a programmable robot which any of them would happily be for you. You wouldn't get a single complaint or fight ever again."
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 8:04 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"I don't want them." He'd be out with numbers stuffed out of his pockets, smelling like a prostitute and cheap beer if he did. He knew what he felt with her was real, it was something he wasn't going to run away from again. He just...he got....greedy.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 9:48 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She didn't look at him, just said, "Let go, Greed." she wasn't in the mood for him wanting to be coddled, she was in need of some soothing herself. "There are a million girls, literally a million, that would love for you to shit on them. They'll take it and ask you for more. I am not one of them." but it seemed like he had forgotten that. But if it meant being kicked by him or letting him out the door then she'd let him go. She tried being the stepford girlfriend once and he hated it more than when she didn't let him control her.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 6:42 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
It had hit. Like a baseball to his head and now he was enjoying that nice unpleasant ring between his ears. He grabbed for her, still laying on his back, taking the foot that she still had on the bed. He didn't jerk her back, he just let her know silently that he wasn't ready for this conversation to be over, though she'd jogged his brain. Now he was fumbling the ball and trying to get back on track again.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 9:32 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
When he had no response, she figured she didn't get through and he had kicked her hard enough that she didn't feel like asking him what he thought. She moved her hand from the headboard to the wall, leaning on it. She could sleep on the couch, it was fine.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 6:26 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
It was a chemical reaction when Greed started to reach too far with the things he already had in his possession. He spiraled out of control and it blew up in his face....it was one thing the Sin never learned, because he would always seek that sense of control. When his toys didn't play he made them play and that's when he burned himself. He had enough scars now to remind him of what happened when he played with fire, but it was the burn that he liked.
He also had no come back with that liquid she'd just rained on him. Now he was literally a ball of roaring flames with his own smoke. She could see him for what he really was and nail him where it hurt the most when he let it balloon into this 'I am a God complex'.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 9:15 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She looked kinda hurt and said, "You may believe you 'own' me, Greed.. but I am NOT a toy for you to kick around. You don't stick matches in me and light them to see how much I can take before I explode." which is what he was doing. He was beating on her like a punching bag and wanting to see if he'd break her. She just stared at him as if he was the pettiest man in the world, "Your home is here. And in Madison. Don't like it? Sell the house. Move back to your condo. Your money? I will get a job tomorrow, damn my foot, I'll work at McDonalds if I have to but I don't want another penny more of your money. Your friend? He's still there. The hottest woman on the planet touched him and he denied her to be loyal to you but you can't even see it. And your girlfriend?" she paused and said, "Well she was right next to you and you could have hung on to her but all you saw was a toaster that didn't shine the way you wanted it to."
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 6:02 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Maybe it really boiled down to a lot more than the blame he was putting towards her. If he hadn't injured her foot in the first place they wouldn't even be in this situation. As it was it was just latent aggression that he hadn't let blow up yet. "I wasn't feeding you coins like a slot machine. I just wanted to push you a little bit..." which he always did when he was upset. He pushed her buttons as far as he could before things ended up like this.
He'd also forgotten that since his encounter with Lust...he'd hung back. The Sin inside was just flopping around like a dying fish. Zoe happened to be his target, not because out of maliciousness, just out of seeing where his pushing could go. "Why can't I want things? WHY? Because no matter what I get my hands on it's ripped away...and it stings a little each time like a fucking vein being peeled out of my body. One strand at a time. My home, my money, my friend, my girlfriend. I just WANT to hang onto something." And that's what he'd been grabbing for.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 8:50 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Zoe felt her blood boil as he just so casually and forcefully told her no. When she wanted him to take control, he didn't. And when she didn't want him to, he seized it by the horns. "Yes, poor you, the universe is against YOU. Let me remind you, Sammy is my dog too, I'm also hurting that he isn't here and I feel like shit that I'm the one that was with him when he got lost." she pushed away from him, "I wanted some comfort just like you did, that makes us equal but instead, you decide no, I'm going to wind my girlfriend up, feed her some kisses like coins in a machine so she can spit out some sex act that I want." she gripped the edge of the headboard and got to her feet. Well, foot. She was not staying here if he refused to leave.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 5:43 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed turned his head, his eyes narrowed as he looked back at her. "No." She wasn't going to make him do anything. He wasn't walking out of here until he felt he was ready to. Everything kept stabbing him in the face these days, telling him what he was going to do. Well, FUCK that universe, he wasn't listening. "I want to lay right here in this fucking water puddle. I want to scream until my fucking face turns red. The universe wants to fuck me over well I say fuck it." He was on a kick....a bad, Me, myself, and I kick. He should have put his foot in his mouth, but being the hotshot that he was---that wasn't going to happen.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 8:38 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Zoe's brows shot up so high they were practically off her face as she stared at him. Did he really think she was Lust or some skank he picked up at a bar to talk to her like this? "Get. Out." she said the words in a low voice. He had his own bed and he could spend the night there.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 5:35 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"This time I wanted something...fuck me for wanting something...no you know what no. I'm Greed. I WANT things. Fuck this." He was grumpy and horny and frustrated and they were just blowing smoke back and forth in each other's faces.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 5:44 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She eyed the mattress, it was her bed and ugh.. whatever. She gave him such a horrified look, "Sometimes??" she smacked and shoved at him with her hands to try to get him out of the bed since she unfortunately couldn't leave cause of her foot. But she as sure as hell was gonna try to remove him.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 2:41 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
That was going to be his reply but now she stole it out of his mouth. No, she ripped them out. "I don't always kiss you to get you to do stuff. Sometimes I just wanna make out with your mouth." He smacked his hand down once he rolled over, sending that tray of water seeping into the mattress and all over him. Well....fuck.
On Apr 2, 2015 5:11 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She gave him a stern look, "You were just what... being you? Is that gonna be your excuse? Well Zoe, I'm the Sin of Greed and I am naturally selfish. I've been with you for awhile, I know selfish and I know just being a plain dick and THAT was a dick move." and under her anger, the hurt and rejection she felt seeped out too as she pulled her hand back, not poking him anymore, "It's like the only reason you kiss me is so I'll do things to you, not because you want to."
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 2:08 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed kept rubbing all the red marks she left after her pokes. "I was just..." he shrugged. He was just being Greed and riding his own ride without letting her in on it. It was a bad, bad character flaw...
On Apr 2, 2015 5:00 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She puckered her lips and shook her head, he was not getting off that easy. Actually, he was not getting off at all. She jabbed a finger into his chest and said, "Now you know how I felt when you did it to me. You big, fat, JERK." and she poked him with her finger with every word to emphasis it. She had no interest in making things better for him.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 1:56 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"Yes, it was fucking mean. We could....do something about it." All he wanted to do now was scream and throw a tantrum.
On Apr 2, 2015 4:28 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She frowned like she confused but she wasnt, "So was it mean of me to stop?" she might not be as sexually advanced and open as Greed but she wasn't immune to being horny and what he did was such a shitty move, she was not going to let him get away with it.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 1:25 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed growled into the mattress where his face was still buried. When he rolled over he saw that angry seal. "Yes I'm horny!" Damn it.
On Apr 2, 2015 3:47 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She finally turned to face him, biting out the word, "WHAT." she looked at him, "Oh I'm sorry, are you all hot and horny now?" she glared at him, a ferocious baby seal, pointedly trying to show him what he did to her.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 10:46 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed rolled over screaming into the mattress. He was red in the face, hot, horny, and she wasn't going to do anything?" Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. "Damnit Zoe!"
On Apr 2, 2015 1:21 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She just mimicked him again without moving, so he could HEAR how ridiculous he sounded, "I didn't stop to make you mad either. I stopped so you'd use the ice." but that was why she did it, to show him that she knew it wasn't about the ice. He pulled a dick move and wanted her to give him attention. It wasn't about being partners and being sexy with each other, he had turned it into all about him and she was not some slavegirl there to service him or some toy he just had to wind up and let loose to do all the work.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 10:18 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"What the fuck?" He squeaked with his hands in the air. "I didn't stop to make you mad. I stopped so you'd use the ice." He kicked his legs back and forth. Damn it now he was really horny.
On Apr 2, 2015 1:06 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Her eyes were open and she still had a pissed off look on her face but she hoped she made him horny as hell and frustrated too by leaving him high and dry. Jerk does that to her and thinks its okay.. She let out a huffy sigh and still kept her back to him, no more sugar.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 10:01 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"Fuck..." He managed to get out in a breathless voice, licking the top of his lip where she'd just put his mouth on fire. She had literally melted him into the bed.
On Apr 2, 2015 12:30 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She didn't let up at all and after a moment he'd feel the tip of her tongue start to circle his upper lip and then.... nothing. She pushed off him, cut off the kiss so sharply it was like she used scissors and then turned back over, putting the pillow under her head like that just didn't happen.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 9:27 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Shit...
The aggressiveness. The kiss. The heat in it. It knocked the wind out of him. Luckily he had that bed underneath him. Had he been standing he would have fallen on the floor. He felt his head spin and a few other things too...
On Apr 2, 2015 12:22 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She didn't say anything, didn't move for a moment and then she suddenly sat up and turned her body around, shoving her hands on his chest so he'd get knocked flat onto the bed. She didn't give him a chance to react, just leaned down and took his mouth, one hand moving up to massage the side of his head as she gave him a searing kiss which wasn't hard to do since she was so riled up.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 9:15 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"You. Whats wrong with you?" All her wiggling shifted the ice tray which was halfway melted now.
On Apr 2, 2015 11:52 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
It was hard to ignore him but she did, getting annoyed by his pokes and then squirming with an involuntary annoyed laugh when he nailed her in a ticklish spot, "WHAT." she snapped.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 8:15 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He kept kissing her neck but she ignored him. "Hey, hey, hey..." with every word he poked her in the back until he gooched her in a ticklish spot.
On Apr 2, 2015 11:02 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She rolled her shoulder, trying to shrug him off, very grumpy now. "Goodbyeeee." she mimicked his tone. He had managed to get in the mood and then killed it with an uzi, now he'd have to work even harder if he wanted that mood back.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 6:37 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote:
He kissed her neck walking his fingers across her shoulder. Now he was going to have a tray of water. This blew up quickly. "Hellllloooo?" He kissed her neck again. She was mad?
On Apr 2, 2015 12:51 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
It was such a ridiculous question and the lightest touch from him was not helping since her body was sensitive to it right now. She hated him and she hated his snuggling into her. She reached one hand behind her, putting it on his face to push his face away from her ear, she was already flustered enough, thank you. "I'm trying to sleep so shut up."
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 9:47 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"Whats up with you now?" He knew...he'd played his game and cut her off when he thought he'd get the sweetest end of the deal. He snuggled in behind her, his breath hitting her ear.
On Apr 2, 2015 12:45 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"Put some ice on it." she snapped at him since he had an entire tray and she shuffled around roughly, her butt hitting him as she turned over. She huffed, grabbed the pillow and put it under her head, her back to him. She was so hot and bothered, she felt like electricity was running in her veins.
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 9:36 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"Heeyyy...that bruises..." he rubbed the afflicted area. That was not at all what he had in mind. His idea was falling flat on its face.
On Apr 2, 2015 12:32 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
He looked so comfy and smug. She could see he wanted his turn but all he'd done is give her a taste and then want to jump in front of the line. She leaned in towards him, her hair falling over her shoulder, long enough now that the tips brushed over it. She held herself up with one hand and the other hand grazed his collar bone and made its way down down and when her fingers touched his nipple, she pinched it hard while she scrunched up her nose and pursed her lips. Jerk.
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 9:04 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He was laying comfortably on the bed, looking at her under those lazy, thick lashes. Hadn't she been the one that said building up was the most fun. He wasn't trying to hose down the heat, but hoping it just cranked things up a little hotter, dragging her out of her comfort zone and letting her experiment more. This definitely wasn't candle wax or chocolate, but it was still fun.
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 12:01 AM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Her lips were practically bruised and her mouth hung open in surprise as he actually stopped kissing her and pulled away. She just blinked. Was he serious right now? She just turned her head to look at him with such disbelief.
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 8:56 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He was melting right into her face with those kisses....but just when she got really into it he stopped. He pulled back and laid back on the bed. Yeah she'd been trying to break him of the whole not making her come to him thing....but this was a different kind of occasion. She had the tools, now he wanted her to use them...and him.
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 11:48 PM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She made a small noise in the back of her throat when he moved the ice and it felt like it was melting into her skin. It was a contrast to his intense kiss which he didn't normally do outside of a deadzone and it was driving her insane. Her hand had been resting on top of the tray so when she raised it to touch his arm, it was like a blast of cold wind as she ran her hand up his arm and over his shoulder, pulling him closer while knowing she shouldn't. But how could she resist?
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 8:40 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
The ice cube melted down to a small sliver which he slipped further up between her legs until it disappeared. His kiss however stayed, the fire on his lips burning hers until he felt everything light up from his tongue to the tips of his toes. He was advancing that kiss further for a reason, so that maybe she'd follow his lead. He wanted her to have that desire back, the lusty look in her eyes because that's when it was fun.
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 11:31 PM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She shivered under his touch but it was debatable if the chill of the ice water or his voice or his words or his lips was causing the shiver. Her mouth dropped open with a small gasp as she felt the actual ice cube touch her leg and trail upwards. She bent her leg at the knee as his hand reached her thigh and he took her mouth in a way that just made her swoon. Fire and ice... she was starting to see the appeal....
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 8:25 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"Even if you were a human furnace?" he sucked on her neck a little more, this time reaching for the tray with a little bit of water on his fingers. He now took that to glide down her neck. This could be sexy and she was just not into it....
He had her close her eyes. Maybe he had to show her how to do it first. He whispered in her ear again about the heat. The burning feeling across her skin. Scorching heat...while he took an ice cube and ran it up her naked leg, against her thigh and then letting her mouth burn with his kiss. Then maybe she'd get the idea....at least he'd thought it would be fun.
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 11:15 PM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She felt a little warmer wherever his finger traveled and she thought about it, not even registering he was undoing her buttons. She tilted her head to expose her neck more to him as he kissed it, "I've done that before... it was a heatwave a few summers ago and the air conditioning was busted. I was rubbing ice on my arms and legs and neck and all over to try to cool down." tho it had not been sexy.
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 8:11 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He sat up, feathering his finger across her cheek. "Think about your skin being so flush that its on fire..." he dragged his finger down her collar and hooking loose a button, his lips on her neck. "Ice would feel good wouldn't it? Like on a hot summer day..." he let another button go.
On Apr 1, 2015 10:54 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She turned to look at him, making a face, her nose crinkled as if none of that sounded sexy at all. Whatever mood she was in, he was kinda taking a step away from it. "Sounds... not fun." she'd never done bondage or anything. The closest was when Greed trapped her arms a few times, and he bruised her but it wasn't.. blood and scratches and stuff.
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 7:50 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"Its the burn....feels kinda good." It was the thrill seeker in him. "Like bondage and scratches." She was just running her fingers over the ice. What was she waiting for?
On Apr 1, 2015 10:39 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Her eyes got big as she said, "Candle wax??" she'd heard of it in the really kinky sex stuff so she didn't know why she was surprised but still.. that sounded painful. She squirmed a little as he got closer, the tip of her finger now wet as she still turned it in a slow circle on the top of the ice. Greed hadn't done ice before... it would be a first for both of them...
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 7:36 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote:
"Chocolate, whip cream, candle wax back in the middle ages....but I don't remember ice." He wiggled up next to her, his hips bumping her leg. She was going to let it melt
On Apr 1, 2015 10:23 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"I just.. you mentioned it..." her finger kept rubbing the cold crystal surface and she trailed off, her lips twisting to the side in thought again as she didn't look at him but asked carefully, "...have you... done stuff... with ice?"
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 7:22 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"It wasn't?" He pouted. She'd had such a sexy look in her eyes before, he must have broken it. Shit...
On Apr 1, 2015 10:06 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Her mouth dropped open in surprise and she blushed, "I.." she scoffed a small smile, "Okay, that is not what I had been thinking with the ice.." she took the tray and lay her back against the headboard in a slouched position as he bounced on the bed. Her long naked legs in front of her as the tip of her finger touched one of the ice cubes, rubbing the smooth surface.
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 7:04 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"No. Just the idea of you sliding ice down my skin is kinda hot." He handed her the ice tray and bounced on the bed.
On Apr 1, 2015 8:57 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She was surprised at how fast he took off, "Be--" but he was already tripping before the word 'careful' could leave her mouth. She had no idea that he took what she said to be sexy, so she was a little bewildered when he brought an entire ice tray back with him. She looked up at him, "It hurts that bad..?"
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 5:42 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Something about that sounded incredibly sexy. It might end up a fiasco but he would try anything. She didn't have to ask again as he sailed out of the room, tripping over the shoes he'd dropped on the floor and coming back with an entire ice tray.
On Apr 1, 2015 8:07 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She twisted her lips to the side and when his eyes looked into hers, she casually looked away to the side cause she was so transparent around him, she knew he'd read her mind. "Ummmm... you could go to the kitchen and get the ice and bring it back here and I can put it on you?" she grinned cause he basically would be doing all the work.
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 5:05 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"You going to hobble into the kitchen for ice? Your crutches are in the living room." He met her eyes for a moment. He knew what she wanted and it always challenged them both when they couldn't do much about it.
On Apr 1, 2015 7:54 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She rubbed the thin red line gently, "You want me to put something on it?" she knew he probably barely even felt it. He'd had his mothers talons in his shoulders and was bleeding and he hadn't really even complained. But she was concerned about him as always. And she really wanted sex and they couldn't have any so anything as a distraction.
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 4:52 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"Yeah, I hit a table back there." He sat up yanking off the shoe finally and his pants. Her lips felt soft and sweet against the red welt. He tried to look down at it but couldn't really see it from over his shoulder.
On Apr 1, 2015 7:22 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She wrinkled her nose as he fought with his shoelace and she lay propped up on one hand while he sat and tried to get rid of the final piece to be with her. She noticed under the twinkling lights a red scratch on his side and frowned, "You hurt yourself..." she leaned in and kissed it.
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 4:20 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
It was always a race against his own internal clock to get his clothes off as fast as he could. He managed, but one shoelace wouldn't cooperate and he was yanking on it with great trepidation.
On Apr 1, 2015 7:15 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She gripped him a bit tighter each time he banged into something and tho she was worried he wasn't giving her lips up for her to ask him if he was okay. When he got her on the bed, she sat up to unbutton his pants and pull down his fly, tugging on the sides to let them fall around his ankles. She smiled at him, "Sit down before you kick off your shoes.." only because she knew he was going to trip and fall otherwise.
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 4:11 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He struggled a moment to get up without making them both topple forward. She couldn't wrap her legs around him but he could still carry her and nibble on her lips. He wasn't entirely graceful and tho. He ran himself into a few corners and walls, and after she'd undone his belt, his pants were a little loose. He finally made it to her bed, which could be enjoyed under all the lights, with a cool breeze from outside with the open window.
On Apr 1, 2015 6:56 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She just had to be careful of her foot but for the most part she could still be in his lap. She bit his bottom lip gently and whispered, "Let's go to bed..." not in a seductive way, just.. it was more comfy there. And she really didn't want to do anything else cept curl up in his arms and kiss him forever.
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 3:52 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
At least now even though she was on crutches, he could have her straddle his lap. Everything felt good, no more sadness, just good feelings to keep him from panic.
On Apr 1, 2015 6:07 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She let out a small noise of surprise as he cupped her face to kiss her again. Her fingers curled into the waistband of his pants, sliding inbetween the cloth and his skin and wiggling around as he melted her brain. She loved when he just took, it was very sexy.
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 2:58 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
How she could make his skin quiver under her touch, it was mind blowing. He fumbled his hands to cup her face, wanting more searing kisses. He needed more searing kisses. That jump in his pulse every time he felt any touch. It was maddening.
On Apr 1, 2015 3:35 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She kissed his ear, the little frog and then bit down on his earlobe gently and tugged on it while one hand stayed on his skin and the other undid his belt. It wasn't a frenzied attack to get his belt off so she could grab him, she was taking her time, taking his belt off cause she wanted him to be more comfortable.
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 12:30 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Touch was a strong part of the Excesses makeup. It was important to feel what they desired. It was what made them feel good, not loaded down with things that didn't make them happy. Once there was more skin to skin contact there seemed to be that calm he'd been seeking.
On Apr 1, 2015 3:03 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She knew her boy, he wasn't different, it was just part of who he was, he was fluid and changed so fast sometimes she couldn't keep up. She knew he was still upset but this was the zone he sought comfort in, he wanted to talk now in his language and she was obliging him, slipping his shirt off down his arms and kissing his shoulder.
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 11:59 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
It was like a flipped switch, with one emotion to the other in a matter of minutes. It was as if she had a completely different boy in her hands. All those warm, snuggly endorphins were running at full speed ahead. His hands snuck under her shirt tails while she worked his shirt off.
On Apr 1, 2015 2:31 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She smiled at his growl, responding by nipping his earlobe and then nuzzling his ear. Her hands undid all his shirt buttons so she could open it up and touch his skin. She loved the feel of him and it still never felt close enough.
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 11:28 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed growled when he wanted a little more but felt his stomach toss and turn. He was determined to get past that feeling one day, deadzone or not. Just feeling her close gave him the comfort he needed. To feel something tangible in his hands and not fear that it was going to slip through like sand.
On Apr 1, 2015 12:57 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She could feel him getting warm so broke the kiss only to kiss along his jaw and then down his neck, her tongue teasing the point where his pulse was as her hands unbuttoned his shirt. She always liked him to be comfortable when he got home.
On Wed, Apr 1, 2015 at 9:21 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
If he didn't hang back a little bit he was going to overheat. So he let her take over a few steps as he lapped up her kisses.
On Apr 1, 2015 10:16 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She loved him greedy for her kisses, for her. It always made her feel special and cherished. She easily and readily gave as many kisses as he wanted, her hands at his neck, undoing his tie and taking it off.
On Tue, Mar 31, 2015 at 11:11 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed snuggled her through that shirt, his hands grabbing through the material. He clung to those kisses, each and every one. It made him greedy for the next one and the next. A little fire burning on the tip of his tongue for more.
On Apr 1, 2015 1:19 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She had a little trouble breathing for a moment but she'd never complain, being crushed by Greed (in his arms or by his weight) was one of the most comforting feelings in the world. She put her arms back around his neck so all that separated them was his clothes and her (his) shirt, never once breaking the kiss.
On Tue, Mar 31, 2015 at 10:15 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He held her close, crushed her to his chest. Whatever tender kisses she gave he took. It was something solid that he could grab onto. Something real.
On Apr 1, 2015 12:33 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
When he finally stole a kiss, she put a hand on his cheek and kept his lips to hers, giving him a kiss that was soft, sweet, and tenfold what he stole, except this time it was given.
On Tue, Mar 31, 2015 at 9:31 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed grumbled when she held back. He nuzzled her again, taking more than a feathered touch as he stole a kiss.
On Mar 31, 2015 10:16 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She moved her head just a little so her nose rubbed against his, her lips parting just slightly so it felt like a feather across his lips. Yes, they were in crisis, but she was not gonna let him slip back into the you come to me mode.
On Tue, Mar 31, 2015 at 7:11 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed nudged her nose softly, their lips touching. He needed something stronger than a promise from her. He needed to feel it.
On Mar 31, 2015 9:51 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She sighed cause he was such a puppy and she couldn't resist his face. She said, "We will find him. And I won't be taken to a sex trafficker. That's that." and she kissed his nose as if she had the power to actually make both those things true.
On Tue, Mar 31, 2015 at 6:50 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed looked up at her with the most desperate face. He was worried. Could she blame him?
On Mar 31, 2015 7:42 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She wrinkled her nose, "Okay, you're freaking me out. And shit could happen even when I'm not hobbling around. Aren't you the one always telling me I can't let fear stop me? I've wanted to hide under the bed since that guy attacked me but I'm not gonna do that if I can help find Samson, Greed."
On Tue, Mar 31, 2015 at 4:30 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"No....just not while you cant run from possible attacks." He was very weak emotionally, why was she making this about her? "You realize how many of them actually know where you live? And with you still hobbling around, shit could happen." Oh fuck his world was seriously crumbling....
On Tue, Mar 31, 2015 at 5:31 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She leaned back away from him, it was such a sick thing to say even if it was true. Her frown deepened, "What am I supposed to do? Never go out without you again? Because that's going to be impossible."
On Tue, Mar 31, 2015 at 2:24 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote:
"And what happens when you get kidnapped and taken off to some nasty little sex traffickers bungalow and made his newest playmate. These things happen. I know, my family does such things." His brothers were not the most upstanding in character, anything could happen to her in this city. It was wide open all the time. Greed was terrified that Sammy was just the first shoe drop, the other shoe was about to come barreling through the door.
On Tue, Mar 31, 2015 at 4:56 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com>wrote:
She frowned a little, "I'm not gonna sit here and do nothing, you have a job you have to go to, I have nothing else to do but look for Sammy. If he is wandering around then maybe he'll see me or smell me and I can find him. It's a small chance but it's something."
On Tue, Mar 31, 2015 at 1:54 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"No. I don't need you going out and getting your crutches stolen from you again. I've lost enough in one week...." including his appetite. He wasn't in the mood to eat, drink, even snuggling made him restless. He didn't sit still most days at work, up and out of his chair. Quite the contrast to the guy that had to lay on his back at work some time ago to do anything. Now he was compulsive, antsy, he total wreck. Digger hadn't seen him like that since he was trying to get Zoe back, now Greed had something else that he would lose sleep over. It wasn't enough that Lust was probably still sniffing around his best friend, or that Zoe was still hobbling around. It wasn't enough that the world wanted everything from him just because he had it all. Fuck the world. Fuck the universe.
On Tue, Mar 31, 2015 at 4:48 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com>wrote:
"I know.. I feel it too." she kissed his cheek again, snuggling into him because she needed comfort too, "I'm gonna go out and look for him again in the morning, right now tho all we can do is make sure we eat and get rest cause Sammy is gonna need us to be healthy and well when he comes back to us. I think he'd be really sad when he gets home and we can't play with him cause we worried ourselves sick."
On Tue, Mar 31, 2015 at 1:45 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"I want him back, Zoe." He was so desperate. Flyers weren't doing enough. Calling local shelters, all Greed could do was sit and that was something he was not comfortable doing. He wasn't making any progress and it killed him a little inside. They were sitting ducks just waiting for something to happen. "I think I'm going crazy inside. Like there's a million bugs inside itching and crawling around and no matter how much I scratch it won't stop itching."
On Tue, Mar 31, 2015 at 3:33 PM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"Because he's trying. And we're helping as much as we can. But know he wants to be here with us, okay? He does. I know he does. And when we get him back, I know you'll totally spoil him even more than you already do." she rubbed his back.
On Tue, Mar 31, 2015 at 12:29 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed was still a sobbing baby. He couldn't get his emotions in check. "Then why hasn't he come home yet?" The universe was always trying to steal his things.
On Mar 31, 2015 2:48 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"He kissed you and tried to make friends with you and loved you. And when you guys finally bonded, he was so happy that you loved him so much. Samson never gave up on you so we're not gonna give up on him. He wants to come home, Greed." she kissed his temple.
On Tue, Mar 31, 2015 at 11:46 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"I don't know..." Greed whined. He was grieving, he couldn't think clearly when he was grieving. He just wanted to come home and have his dog back.