|Zoe (history_repeats) wrote in nevermore_logs,|
@ 2015-07-01 19:03:00
|Entry tags:||greed, zoe hansen|
WHO: Zoe & Greed
WHEN: June 16 [Backdated]
WHERE: Greed's apartment
WHAT: Sign this to be my girlfriend
Note: The log reads backwards
He watched her poke him with those slender little golden fingers. She had magic in those damn things. He leaned in to seal the contract with a kiss. Maybe that's all he needed from her to know she'd keep it.
On Jun 21, 2015 7:04 PM, "Lucky L." <email@example.com> wrote:
She laughed at that part and said that she didn't need to really be informed that there would be a surprise coming. She actually missed his surprises, his random attacks and kidnappings. She'd come to enjoy walking down the street and getting tackled to the ground by him which he never did anymore. She could live with a little inconveinance for the sake of a Greed surprise. Provided it didn't interfere with working hours TOO much, but since he loved his job so much she doubted he'd take time off to surprise her. At the end of the contract, she said, "There isn't anything here that I don't really consent to... or agree with. I'll sign it if you want me to... but this," she pointed at her heart, "..is what binds me to you." and she moved her finger to gently poke his chest over his heart.
On Sun, Jun 21, 2015 at 3:59 PM, Lauren Christensen <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
He went on to discuss that living away from her did not limit surprise visits, random kidnappings or attacks. She wouldn't be aware of when and where only that surprises were on the agenda. Greed just kept jabbering on until he came towards the end.
On Jun 21, 2015 5:33 PM, "Lucky L." <email@example.com> wrote:
She looked at him with a big smile, her eyes shining in a way they hadn't in awhile. She didn't comment, she didn't mention that there were so many things she was looking forward to doing with him. Picnics and outings and just talking for hours like they used to. She didn't want to overwhelm him so instead she just kissed his cheek lovingly and said, "What else?" wanting to see what else was on his mind via this contract.
On Sun, Jun 21, 2015 at 2:28 PM, Lauren Christensen <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
"I did, but I'm starting to remember..." he wasn't completely clueless about who he used to be, but this was a growing process into learning again and growing into that man. It might be a little different, but thwy both needed to accept Greed as a constant, growing entity. That was the human process.
"Well lately it seems like you kinda forgot that..." she said quietly. He never seemed to be interested in her unless it was for satisfying his sexual urges but she stayed snuggly close to him, grateful to see more of her Greed again.
On Sat, Jun 20, 2015 at 7:09 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
"Sometimes I like things more than sex..." she forgot he didn't always like to be the sex god. He liked when she saw him as a person. He loved sex with her and he loved other things too.
On Jun 20, 2015 11:57 AM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She assumed he was talking about other sex things, making out, some naked touching and then he said he sometimes just wanted her and she stiffened a little, more out of shock than anything else. He hadn't said that in a long time. He hadn't wanted that in a long time. She slowly looked at him and it was clear in her eyes what she was thinking and she asked, just to make sure, "You'd really give up sex... just to... to.. spend time with me?" they hadn't done much of that outside of the bedroom either, he'd been so hung up on Digger.
On Sat, Jun 20, 2015 at 8:52 AM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
"We can do other things..." He lifted his brow and looked down at her snuggling cheek on his arm. "We've done other things before. Sometimes I just want you." It didn't have to do with sex or anything sexual at all. Sometimes he just wanted to be with her curled up and know that she didn't want to be anywhere else.
On Sat, Jun 20, 2015 at 12:15 AM Lucky L. <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She was surprised by his offer and looked at him, still snuggled into his side, "You'd be willing to give up a night of sex...?" because they couldn't do more than kiss at his place, "And more importantly Greed, I don't want to be totally cramping your style. If you're not ready for me to have a sleepover here.. I don't mind catching the bus back on Sunday morning. Or I can hitch a ride with you to church and take a bus from there while you go inside."
On Fri, Jun 19, 2015 at 9:06 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
"I do love church...." and she didn't. He'd thought of that...
"What if we drive back Saturday night, you stay at my place while I go to church then I take you home?" He wasn't beyond negotiations.
On Jun 18, 2015 10:36 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
And at that Zoe twisted her lips to the side and said, "You know... you could have sunday too. But sure. Friday night and Saturday... do you want to head back Saturday night so you can wake up in your own place to go to church and do you want to wake up reallllllly early on sunday so you can drop me off at the local bus and then go to church?" and she rested her head on his arm again, "What else?"
On Thu, Jun 18, 2015 at 6:53 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
"I'm covering all my bases...." he'd been duped before by his own words. He wasn't letting anything slip through the cracks. The lines between his family and his own world were getting very, very blurry again and he didn't like feeling that one of them would take something of his away. When it involved two breathing people---the stakes were a lot higher now.
He cleared his throat and continued. She had a job now, their time was more divvied up than it had been before. He still wanted the weekend. He still wanted Friday through Saturday with her solely. It was usually the only time they had to themselves, and they both really needed to explore that in more depth. He needed to find her again and as she had said before earn back what she'd taken from him. Her trust. So far they were definitely not there yet.
On Thu, Jun 18, 2015 at 9:44 PM, Lucky L. <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She frowned, "Greed.... this list of who can live with me... I mean I'm not going to pick someone who says hi I have a boner or hi i murder people. I have no way of knowing who they are based on just a roommate interview. And I doubt you're going to think anyone is worthy but I agree they should love dogs." when it came to Digger she nodded and said in a sarcastic tone, "So if he tells me something or something happens to me that only impacts me then I don't have to say anything?" as the list went on and on, she rubbed her forehead, "I rarely see your family if you aren't there, except Wrath and that's once every year practically. But go on..."
On Thu, Jun 18, 2015 at 6:40 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
"Right..." He flipped the page and started rattling off the next. It wasn't just a matter of him choosing who got to live there with her, but how completely, utterly, disinterested they had to be in her. They couldn't be too old (or too young!). They couldn't be good looking, psycho, killers in waiting or anyone that Greed deemed unworthy. More importantly they had to like dogs, because Sammy was also a part of this contract and the current living conditions. He flipped the page again moving on to the next subject...
Digger was also on their list of situations. "I wanna know when he tells you something that impacts me." Not that he thought Digger was going to lie again (but he couldn't be sure what his siblings would do), but Digger's safety was now on his list. "I want to know when something happens to you that you think could impact me." He was covering all his bases now. And that list of Do's and Dont's got longer as he flipped through and hammered out all the things that to a normal person seemed rightly insane.
On Thu, Jun 18, 2015 at 9:30 PM, Lucky L. <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She sat down next to him and as he started to rattle on the legal speak, she kinda leaned into his side a bit, getting comfortable, putting her head on his shoulder. She raised a brow at her middle name that he inserted which wasn't hers but she didn't question it since he was on a roll. "So no men unless they meet you first.." she gave him a look, "And of course I doubt they'll want to live with me after they meet you.." but she didn't argue. For now. She sighed as that was just the first page, "Okay, next..."
On Thu, Jun 18, 2015 at 6:26 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
He put the cups down on the table beside the teapot, the contract under his arm. He took it out when he sat down on the couch, poofing out his vest and being sure he went over this thoroughly. He crossed one leg over the other and tapped the couch cushion beside him for her to sit...as close as she possibly could. First was all the legal part, the big mumbo jumbo fill in to explain what this contract was all about and how it binded her to him. He even gave her a middle name to make this as legit as possible. It wasn't her real one, but he made it look damn good in print. Once he cut through all the introductions and openings he could get to the big stuff. There were some concerns he had now that he wasn't going to be living in the apartment. Certain disclosures that needed to be finalized. Things that he would have a say so in (as if he were a landlord talking to a tenant). He softened the words a little with his tone of voice, but the concerns were very clear. She wasn't to have any men move in, and if those were the only applicants he had to interview them. There were certain standards that would have to be filled....
And this was only the beginning.
On Thu, Jun 18, 2015 at 9:17 PM, Lucky L. <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
Zoe picked up the teapot with earl grey and walked with Greed over to the sofa. She put the pot down on the table but just stood there not really sure what he wanted her to do...
On Thu, Jun 18, 2015 at 6:15 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
He picked up her teacup, his and motioned for her to get the teapot (one of them at least), he was moving this to the couch where there was more room to spread out and sit comfortably. This was going to be a long one.
On Thu, Jun 18, 2015 at 7:16 PM, Lucky L. <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She felt settled for a moment by his quick kiss, it was like he used to do before. Lately he hadn't been doing any of that. She wiped her hands on the towel as well and nodded, "Go ahead, we'll take it a section at a time if you want." cause she was sure this was going to be a discussion. She also knew this was important to him and pretty much his way of airing his hurts and issues when he normally got very lost in his head otherwise. But she was still nervous.
On Thu, Jun 18, 2015 at 4:13 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
"I want to go over it..." he had spent time on it. A lot of time, probably days longer than he had Digger's because there was a lot more involved with her than there was Digger. It made his insides ache to think about at the same time. He'd put himself into this contract as much as he had her. He gave her a quick kiss, wiping his hands clean with a towel and got up to retrieve it. He might have just fed her penis cake and pancakes with tea, but he was going to be professional about this end of it.
He sat back down with it in hand. "I want to read it."
On Thu, Jun 18, 2015 at 6:43 PM, Lucky L. <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
It was a small simple gesture but she smiled a little when he did it. He was starting to remember how to be sweet and not mix it with sex. "Do you still wanna show me your contract?" she asked. She knew he loved showing off anything he did, even if he wasn't going to make her sign it. Or he might, she wasn't sure. But she thought it was a great opportunity to see things that were bugging him.
On Thu, Jun 18, 2015 at 3:40 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
He leaned in with his nose just touching hers. He hadn't even gone over the contract. He wasn't sure now it was going to do anything. Maybe she'd at least let him read it over.
On Jun 18, 2015 5:29 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
"I hope not..." she said quietly and kept one of his hands in hers, tangled with her fingers. She looked like she might break apart herelf. She was not the type of person who kept secrets and lied and hurting Greed hurt her a lot.
On Thu, Jun 18, 2015 at 2:25 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
"So it won't stay there forever like a broken mirror?" He rubbed his chest, forgetting about the sticky on his fingers from frosting. His insides hurt, contorted each time he looked at her and thought about it all.
On Jun 18, 2015 1:32 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She sighed and gave him a sympathetic look, "I don't know.. it starts to fade with time.. and one day you wake up and it doesn't hurt as much. And the love you have for the person and the love they have for you eventually takes over and soothes the pain. And you realize you want to spend your time loving them instead of just curled up in a ball of pain." she spoke from experience, he'd hurt her and broken her trust quite a few times
On Thu, Jun 18, 2015 at 10:27 AM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
Greed breathed a sigh of relief. She was starting to make him panic. This was something he could live with. At least it would be temporary. "But when will it stop hurting?"
On Jun 18, 2015 11:53 AM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
"No! Nothing like that... just, we put our titles on hold for now." she squeezed his hands again, "That instead of a relationship that we just... date each other for awhile. Let you get used to how things used to be again and when you're ready.. when you trust me again and want to again, then you can give me the title back. But it'll be in your own time."
On Thu, Jun 18, 2015 at 8:26 AM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
"Wait...what are you saying?" He was now clinging to her hands as hard as she had his. "That we don't see each other or we're back to the friends zone again?" Did that mean no sex too? He had to know all the details or he wouldn't know where to stand.
On Jun 18, 2015 12:33 AM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
Tears pricked her eyes when he said that and she looked down, still squeezing and rubbing his hands, afraid to let go of them. "I'll sign it if you want, Greed. But I don't think it'll help. It won't take away me hurting you. It won't take away the uncertainty, It won't take away me fucking up." she had to pause to swallow the lump in her throat, "I didn't do it to test our boundaries.. I just wanted us back and.. that doesn't excuse it but that's why I'm saying maybe what we need is a step back. Like with you moving out. You said you needed things to be as they were before you came back so you can get used to it again. You weren't in a relationship normally... maybe.. maybe you need to get used to it again. It's a lot to take in," she rambled on, "To go from a swinging bachelor sin to having a house in the country with a girlfriend and a dog.. the you you were before you met me, if all that landed on his head at once, would he be able to handle it?"
On Wed, Jun 17, 2015 at 9:26 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
Greed expected that a piece of paper would make him able to turn the clock back into action. But they were stuck like this and her tone suggested it wasn't going to ease with her signing her name.
"I want it to stop. This uncertainty with us. I've always been the one to test our boundaries. I don't know how to handle it when its you..." in a way it forced Greed to once again see how his actions affected her. He just didn't like feeling it.
On Jun 17, 2015 11:37 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
"It's a very human feeling and I know those are rough for you." her grip was kinda hard on his hands, she was scared of losing him, "I just.. we've gotten so messed up. Maybe we need to take a step back. Cause if you need a contract to stay in a relationship with me, then this isn't going to work. Remember how I said Digger and I are different? You might feel better with him signing one.." she stopped talking, she was going about this the wrong way, "Okay, you know what, let's do this your way... with one stipulation. After we go over the contract and I sign it. if none of your pain goes away and none of your trust in me comes back, we rip it up.. and we try it this way I'm suggesting." it was a deal she was offering and a very reasonable one.
On Wed, Jun 17, 2015 at 8:33 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
"This feels like its my fault..." and that didn't seem right. He wasn't the one that messed this up, or was she trying to make this his fault? He didn't know how to tell, and supposed this is what she meant by not being able to trust him. "And yet it doesn't...I dont like this feeling..."
On Jun 17, 2015 10:42 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She squeezed his hands, "Well... your title of boyfriend would mean you're mine. MY boyfriend. So if you wanted to keep it you could, or I would have to earn you again... earn your trust again." she meant they could start fresh since so many other things were being reset.
On Wed, Jun 17, 2015 at 7:10 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
"Your title of girlfriend? Does that mean I have to strip mine too?" Cause he liked having that dominance. Without it though what were they? Just friends? It felt like one of his mistakes, like he had brought them to this point, even if it was his heart that was hurting.
On Jun 17, 2015 6:18 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She sighed, "We can try if it means that much to you but it's a bad habit to form.. if you push aside your pain.. it'll just come back and bite us in the ass later." she took his hands in hers and said, "I think.. maybe.. since we're doing things how they used to be with you moving out and all.. that more than a contract.. it might help.. if you take my title away. Until I can earn it back." she knew how much Greed loved the titles of the relationship, 'girlfriend', 'boyfriend', the possessiveness of it.. but she'd burned him badly and he was trying to hold tight to a hot piece of coal and still felt the pain from it. He was going to have to let go so he could breathe and let her back in slowly instead of trying to clamp her down with a contract.
On Wed, Jun 17, 2015 at 3:14 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
"It sure feels like it might..." Greed was jumping through his own hoops to try and alleviate this gut wrenching feeling in his stomach when he thought about her lying to him. He tried to shove it out of his mind but it was clinging to him. His trust had been stabbed by three people all at once, but she stung the worst.
On Jun 17, 2015 5:19 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She took his hands and put them on her cheeks, not caring that his fingers were sticky from icing. "This is what you have." She kept her eyes on him as he could feel her literally in his hands. "A piece of paper is not going to make you feel better, Greed.." she said it gently.
On Wed, Jun 17, 2015 at 2:17 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
"I want something concrete. In my hands..."he needed something material now that she, Digger and Sloth had burned his trust.
On Jun 16, 2015 10:49 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She gave him a gentle look, "Greed... I.." she didn't know how to say this and said, "I want to talk about what's in it, I want to discuss it with you because I'll tell you right now.. no matter what it says, I'm not going to sign it. But that doesn't mean I won't agree with what it says." a contract was not how a relationship worked, and if he couldn't trust her without one, then... this wouldn't work.
On Tue, Jun 16, 2015 at 7:46 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
Greed hesitated. "It's not ready yet. I still have some tweaks to make." He wasn't ready to give it up yet,maybe it wasn't ready for her or she wasn't ready for it yet.
On Jun 16, 2015 10:06 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She scoffed a small laugh and then rested her brow against his, her brown eyes looking sad, "Do you think that I won't kiss you anymore once you bring out the contract.... or do you think that I don't even deserve a chance at the contract..." because this was unsettling and he wasn't talking and she needed him to talk.
On Tue, Jun 16, 2015 at 6:54 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
"Torture, devouring, it's all the same." She was squeamish, worried he was going turn on the heat any moment now and it not be from the make out. He just wasn't as ready to hand over her contract like he thought. Maybe he needed to review it again.
On Jun 16, 2015 12:27 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She sighed a little cause she could swoon right there, her lashes fluttering closed with his kisses, "Really... cause I thought you were at home.. with me.. torturing me.." she said in between kisses but her arms went and rested on his shoulders.
On Tue, Jun 16, 2015 at 9:22 AM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
"I'm at home. With you....devouring you..."and he continued sweetly kissing her with cake frosting. He wasn't going to back off. Between that sparkly gold dress, cake and her lips he didn't want to tear away just yet.
On Jun 16, 2015 10:16 AM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She made a small sound of surprise in the back of her throat when he kissed her again. What was he doing? His kisses were great and swoon worthy but hadn't he wanted to slap her with his stupid contract? She was into the kiss like a drug and when it broke she murmured, "What're you doing to me..?" tho she wondered if he'd back off or kiss her again. New Greed would back off but the way he used to be...
On Tue, Jun 16, 2015 at 6:27 AM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
Greed was in the moment, he didn't want to talk right now, at least not with words. He wanted to talk with his mouth but for an entirely different reason. He silenced her with another kiss.
On Jun 15, 2015 10:55 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She gladly let him feed her, and even when she licked his fingers, it wasn't seductive as much as playful and fun. She was really enjoying herself and that was making her nervous. So after a little while of cake eating... "Greed..." she said again in a low tone, it was soft and pleading. She didn't want to be toyed with.
On Mon, Jun 15, 2015 at 7:51 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
He remembered a time they'd had a cake fight, icing everywhere. It was crazy, messy and letting him hang on to times when they still had fun. He was enjoying the fun.
He grabbed more cake feeding her more, letting her tongue lick his fingers clean.
On Jun 15, 2015 10:28 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She narrowed her eyes playfully, "I don't know if that's what I'd be getting o--" and dissolved into a fit of giggles against his mouth because that was a surprise as well. He felt like himself in that moment and she gave him that kiss back ten fold. She first kissed just his top thin lip between hers and then broke the kiss for half a second before giving him a fuller one that was still close mouthed but as sweet as the icing.
On Mon, Jun 15, 2015 at 7:23 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com>wrote:
"Oh? So...why don't you get it off...?" His voice deepened, toying with her as well, but he got that kiss...and it was tasty.
On Jun 15, 2015 8:41 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She grinned when he basically silently said he wanted more in his typical Greed way, she stayed kissably close to his face but instead of kissing him, she lightly tapped her own upper lip and said, "You seem to have a little something right here." teasing him and not giving him what he wanted.
On Mon, Jun 15, 2015 at 5:13 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com>wrote:
He took a finger dab of frosting and smeared it across his lips, leaning in for her to lick it off. He didn't mind if she kissed him, he just wanted a little more. It was his way of bypassing the elephant in the room which he would get to at his speed.
On Jun 15, 2015 7:40 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She leaned in towards him, kissing the gold at the left corner of his mouth, "It's good," and then she kissed the icing on the right corner of his mouth, and said affectionately, "You loon."
On Mon, Jun 15, 2015 at 4:36 PM, Lauren Christensen<email@example.com> wrote:
He took a bite, getting cake frosting and gold glitter on the corners of his mouth. "Is that good or mean you hate it?" He swallowed it down. He thought it tasted good. The cake only burnt a little on the balls end, this was the better end.
On Jun 15, 2015 7:29 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
Again with the feeding her... mmm she better not get used to it and just enjoy it while it was happening. She ignored the bloody penis image and opened her mouth, her lips cleaning off the fork when he slid the fork back out. "Wow its very rich.." she said, lifting a hand to hold in front of her mouth for a second since she started talking before swallowing.
On Mon, Jun 15, 2015 at 4:25 PM, Lauren Christensen<email@example.com> wrote:
He cut what would have been the tip of the penis cake, but with all his art and crafting with the edible sprinkles and glitter, it just looked like a a bleeding penis covered in gold and white frosting. Greed hadn't thought of that when he made the red velvet. He cut her a piece with his fork hoovering it in front of her mouth, waiting again with dramatic eyes for her response.
On Jun 14, 2015 11:37 AM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
Zoe clapped when he brought out the cake and set it down, "It looks amazing." she said and didn't mention it looked like a kid decorated it. She sat and waited for him to cut it, his way.
On Sun, Jun 14, 2015 at 6:40 AM, Lauren Christensen<email@example.com> wrote:
"I want to do this my way. I want cake first, like I had planned." He was very specific on how he mapped things out for their first evening dinner in his apartment. It wasn't the most ideal thing being he was Greed, but it was an effort she needed to understand. Not that this night would go anywhere like he expected.
He stood after a while to get the cake from out of the oven where he'd temporarily placed it and shuffled around Dante's cups and plates so he could fit the giant white thing on the table. It was a magnificent combination of things from the gold dust, the sprinkles and the figurines which were various super heroes.
On Sun, Jun 14, 2015 at 9:22 AM, Lucky L.<firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
"Mmmm you decide." she had no intention of signing that contract and she did not want it but it was a conversation they had to have. But right now in his home, she wanted him to feel in control.
On Sun, Jun 14, 2015 at 6:16 AM, Lauren Christensen<email@example.com> wrote:
"Which do you want first? Contract or cake. Because it's a very nice cake." She knew he only had one cake pan he liked to use. So she already knew what it looked like (a big white penis and balls with sprinkles and figurines on it). He licked his lips to make a point. She seemed interested to do this his way.
On Sat, Jun 13, 2015 at 11:06 PM, Lucky L.<firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
Her mouth dropped open, "I didn't say that!" and she shoved him lightly, the bratty jerk. "What did you make?" she scooted her chair a little closer to his.
On Sat, Jun 13, 2015 at 8:06 PM, Lauren Christensen<email@example.com> wrote:
"I did. Something new this time." He twirled his finger in the air. "Buuut I guess you don't want it." He stuck his nose in the air, looking like she'd struck a nerve.
On Jun 13, 2015 10:30 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She wrinkled her nose when he wiped her chin and then at his words, she gave him a look like he was the most adorable thing on earth and she wiggled her shoulders, "You made cake...?"
On Sat, Jun 13, 2015 at 7:28 PM, Lauren Christensen<email@example.com> wrote:
He wiped off the dribble of syrup from her chin. He was so into the food he hadn't even thought of the contract yet. His smile soured a little. "I was at least going to wait until after the cake." The cake he hadn't shown her yet.
On Sat, Jun 13, 2015, 10:08 PM Lucky L. <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She took it with a smile, a bit of the red colored syrup on the corner of her mouth as she hummed with approval, enjoying the taste. "Greed..." she said carefully, "Not to ruin the moment but I'm getting nervous.. so.. are you going to bring up the contract thing or...."
On Sat, Jun 13, 2015 at 7:07 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
He dipped the next bite into some raspberry syrup. Something to give her taste buds a whirl. He licked his fingers clean after she took it. He was right proud of himself.
On Jun 13, 2015 7:41 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
Zoe said, "I think breakfast for dinner is called brinner." she'd heard that somewhere. "Tea party for dinner might be.. Tenner Party?" She opened her mouth again for her turn, cause feeding each other was fun.
On Sat, Jun 13, 2015 at 4:20 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
He was enjoying this as much as she was. There was something familiar in it. He opened his mouth wide worth a big grin as he took a taste. Mmm. not too bad.
On Jun 13, 2015 6:54 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She took another sip of tea and shook her head, "This is good on its own. Here." and she broke off a small piece and this time held it up to his mouth. In the back of her mind she knew he was gonna slap her with a contract at some point.. but for right now, she wanted to just have a nice moment with him.
On Sat, Jun 13, 2015 at 3:46 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com>wrote:
"Syrup?" Because she knew he had at least five different kinds to choose from. He couldn't have just one thing, and that wasn't even desert. This time he'd tried red velvet cake. He just didn't realize that with the penis pan his cake was going to look like it was bleeding. He'd decorated it under a mountain of edible gold dust.
On Jun 13, 2015 6:15 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She grinned at him when he stole a small bit but chewed and swallowed thoughtfully. She took a sip of tea to wash it down before she said, "Delicious." and opened her mouth for him to feed her some more. He could have burnt it and she'd still have eaten it.
On Sat, Jun 13, 2015 at 3:08 PM, Lauren Christensen<email@example.com> wrote:
He didn't let her have the while bite. He stole a chocolate chip before she took it all. But then, he waited with a bigger bite to be sure she liked it.
On Jun 13, 2015 5:06 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
And now he was feeding her, she opened her mouth for him to pop it in, enjoying the moment.
On Sat, Jun 13, 2015 at 12:19 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
"You haven't even tried the pancakes..." he pinched off a chunk and held it up to her mouth. "There's chocolate chips and a few peanut butter."
She shook her head, "No, not at all. Thee tea was steeped the right amount... and the pancakes," she grinned, "...are edible. And I love that you went to so much trouble. The table and the china and the food and tea." Zoe was happy just that he tried, that he wanted to.
On Sat, Jun 13, 2015 at 9:33 AM, Lauren Christensen <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
"It's not bitter is it?" He cringed thinking he'd messed something up. After the pancake fiasco he was a tad worried about his abilities. Lust would have shoved it off the table, then again he wouldn't have cooked for her. Greed had done something (while selfishly for other reasons to butter up to Zoe) for someone else.
On Sat, Jun 13, 2015 at 10:44 AM, Lucky L. <email@example.com> wrote:
Zoe took a sip and closed her eyes with a serene smile, the tea an obvious hit with her, "This is exactly what I needed." and for him to not only know but meet her needs, that hadn't happened in much too long.
On Sat, Jun 13, 2015 at 7:12 AM, Lauren Christensen <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
He waited impatiently with wide eyes as she tried out the tea. Greed was no professional when it came to food and tea---but he did a bang up job trying.
On Jun 13, 2015 9:32 AM, "Lucky L." <email@example.com> wrote:
She looked taken aback, "From that tiny little kiss?" she took her hand off his since he was fine it seemed, looking surprised but also kinda pleased (not only at the effect but at his honesty). She picked up her cup of tea and brought it to her lips, pausing to take in the scent which made her happy.
On Sat, Jun 13, 2015 at 6:27 AM, Lauren Christensen <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
Greed chuckled because she had no idea. "Yes, but that's not why I need to sit down. You made my knees buckle." And he wasn't the guy that was afraid to say that. It was kind of nice to have that feeling again, even if she held a teeny tiny bit of power of him in that way. It gave him a rush and he liked the rush.
On Sat, Jun 13, 2015 at 1:43 AM, Lucky L. <email@example.com> wrote:
She frowned, "Aw, did you have a hard day at work?" not realizing that it was her tiny kiss that knocked him to his knees. Normally there had to be something more heated (these days) to get that kinda reaction, this was practically a peck compared to those kisses. Her hand covered his on the table as a comforting gesture of concern.
On Fri, Jun 12, 2015 at 10:35 PM, Lauren Christensen <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
"Feeling a little wibbly wobbly." He had to regain his senses, something he'd forgotten about in this quest to move out and repair their issues. He'd forgotten what little she had to do to stop him in his tracks.
On Sat, Jun 13, 2015, 1:09 AM Lucky L. <email@example.com> wrote:
She had no idea she had such a profound effect on him at that moment. He seemed to not really care about her little soft kisses and touches anymore and honestly she'd been not giving very many because she always felt it was so one sided. But when she was moved like she was now, it was pure and spontaneous and filled with emotion. She smiled, "You okay?" since it was rare he'd go speechless in the middle of showing off something to her.
On Fri, Jun 12, 2015 at 9:59 PM, Lauren Christensen <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
Just as she had become wildly amazed by the things he'd done and remembered, she stunned him. She always turned his insides to goo when she did little things like that. He had to sit down beside her because his knees felt a little weak.
She touched his cheek to make him look at her and then leaned in and planted a very soft kiss on his lips. Nothing vulgar or even hot or horny. It was chaste and beautiful in how simple and innocent it was, just a gesture of nothing but affection for him.
On Fri, Jun 12, 2015 at 7:53 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
"Yeah...but you're going to have a cup of all three." He had her favorite, his favorite, and something new. He started pouring her a cup of each. He'd given them each three cups of the china to show off all the tea.
On Jun 12, 2015 10:35 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
Zoe's mouth dropped open and she looked at him softly, "You remembered I love rose tea?" it wasn't really a common tea, definetely not an every day tea. It smelled like roses and if you put a sugar cube in it, it turned into a drink that tasted like candy and was probably the closest taste to ambrosia there was and most likely why Zoe favored it. But it was a detail of something she liked and she was just continually surprised now whenever Greed would remember it.
On Fri, Jun 12, 2015 at 7:21 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
There were at least three teapots sitting on the table, because Greed couldn't have just one. "Rose, Lavender, and Earl Grey. Of course." He rubbed his hands together. "Which one do you want?"
On Jun 12, 2015 8:20 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She chuckled when he set a place for Dante but it was so Greed. But she was surprised when he pulled her chair out, he kinda never really bothered with that type of stuff anymore. But she gladly sat and waited till he sat before she'd take her first bite, "So what kind of tea are we having?"
On Fri, Jun 12, 2015 at 5:18 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
He grinned from ear to ear, sitting the fish across from her in an empty spot. He wasn't going to feed the fish pancakes, but he set up silverware and plates as if he were another human. He wasn't going to leave Dante out! He then rushed over to Zoe where he pulled out her chair. "Sit!" And he began putting pancakes on her plate.
On Jun 12, 2015 8:09 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She smiled, "I think it looks really tasty." which was a very nice way of complimenting him without lying. She kissed his cheek and it was obvious she was very pleased with what he'd set up, "We haven't had a tea party in a long time." but she didn't sit down, still feeling out of place in HIS place.
On Fri, Jun 12, 2015 at 1:21 PM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
"I did." He puffed out his chest proudly. "Though...I think I used too many chocolate chips. I was trying to make birds with the pancake batter like I saw on youtube." His designs just looked like multi colored blobs.
On Jun 12, 2015 11:06 AM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She smiled at him, practically beaming with how pleased she was when he took her bag and put it in a place like it belonged there."Thank you.." she murmured and said, "Did you make everything?" asking about the food, she had assumed he was gonna get takeout, not make a tea party.
On Fri, Jun 12, 2015 at 7:21 AM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com>wrote:
"Somewhere in there...when I was a Mob kid...." He took her purse from her because she stood there so awkwardly with it, it was starting to drive him crazy. He put it out of the way on a coat hanger, which had more than coats on it, but there was a free space because Greed made one. "They're antique." But Greed like to use his things, not always keep them behind closed doors. It was part of showing them off.
On Thu, Jun 11, 2015 at 11:31 PM, Lucky L. <firstname.lastname@example.org>wrote:
"Let me guess.. from the 1920's or 40's." because he seemed to love that era. She nodded, still standing there with her bag on her shoulder and shoes on her feet, "They're gorgeous. Look like they should be in a museum.."
On Thu, Jun 11, 2015 at 8:28 PM, Lauren Christensen<email@example.com> wrote:
"It was my name at one time." He cooed at the fluffy little bastard as he puffed his gills and swam back and forth in the box he thought was a ten gallon tank. Greed's attention was quickly diverted to his tea display. "Like the new dishes?" He picked up one of the empty cups to show off the expensive pieces. Even his cutlery was new and had yellow ivory handles.
On Thu, Jun 11, 2015 at 10:11 PM, Lucky L. <firstname.lastname@example.org>wrote:
She smiled, he was lucky he was adorable cause she knew she was just a blur to him at the moment. She let his face go so he could coo over his new pet, "Dante sounds like a great name." the fish sashaying back and forth like it was showing off, totally a Greed fish. Then she finally noticed the set table... was this a tea party? They hadn't had one in.. wow, forever.
On Thu, Jun 11, 2015 at 7:09 PM, Lauren Christensen<email@example.com> wrote:
Greed had a plethora of names in his memory bank (mostly one's he'd called himself), and this little guy reminded him of the mob days. Something about him was fierce, feisty and deserved a name he'd become fond of. "I'm gonna name him Dante." She grabbed his face and he came glued to her eyes. "Okay feed him every two days. Got it." He vaguely remembered having a fish before and it didn't make it past a few weeks. It was also a little needier than the sturdy Betta.
On Thu, Jun 11, 2015 at 9:20 PM, Lucky L.<firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She smiled and shook her head. She put her hands on Greed's face and made him look at her, repeating, "I got him or her for you, cause it might be a girl, Im not sure, because I know you miss Sammy and this guy will give you some company. All you have to do is sprinkle this fish food in his tank every few days." and she held up the fish food container and gave it a shake. She wasn't too worried, she hoped to be over enough that she could feed the thing if Greed forgot.
On Thu, Jun 11, 2015 at 6:17 PM, Lauren Christensen<email@example.com> wrote:
"Wait, what do I have to do?" He hadn't been paying attention. He'd been entranced by the bright, flamboyant fish. He was just focused on what to name him.
On Jun 11, 2015 3:54 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She chuckled since he was like a kid who just got a puppy, "So do you like him and do you think you can take care of him?" she doubted he'd heard a word she said earlier.
On Thu, Jun 11, 2015 at 12:50 PM, Lauren Christensen<email@example.com> wrote:
"He's so shiny!" Greed fingered the glass...entranced by the little guy. The fish puffed his fins out, swimming around as if to show off to his new master. He was as flashy as a Vegas showgirl and Greed loved it. He giggled excitedly like a little boy, looking back and forth to her with the most childlike eyes.
On Jun 11, 2015 12:54 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
She stood next to him when he put it down and discovered the fish. She smiled since he seemed to like it, "Yeah, he's a betta fish. I was thinking a goldfish but I know it wouldn't have been unique enough for you." she looked at him, "I know you miss Sammy and you can't really have him here or any sort of animal.." cause Greed just wasn't capable of taking care of another living thing all by himself. He did with Sammy cause he was with Zoe at the time, "..so I thought maybe a fish. It'll give you some company and all you have to do is feed it this food once every few days." and she took out a small container of fish food from her bag. "I couldn't carry a bigger aquarium." she explained since it wasn't a very large aquarium that she got. She hadn't even noticed the tea set up yet, focused on Greed.
On Thu, Jun 11, 2015 at 9:50 AM, Lauren Christensen<email@example.com> wrote:
"Spill?" He walked it carefully to the dining room table where he had his smashing dinner layout. He looked behind his shoulder at her with each step, finally unwrapping the box to see a shimmery betta that looked as blinged out as his food. "Holy Shit he's gold!" There was definite excitement in his voice.
On Jun 11, 2015 12:11 PM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
"It's a housewarming present." she said and then was about to put her bag down on his sofa and stopped, remembering how anal he used to get when she'd put her stuff anywhere in his apartment. So she slid it back up her arm and kept it on her shoulder. Even tho she loved taking her shoes off when she got home, she kept them on cause this was not her home. She waved her hands at his coffee table and said, "Put it down but carefully or it'll spill."
On Thu, Jun 11, 2015 at 9:03 AM, Lauren Christensen<email@example.com> wrote:
He did offer her a kiss. She was donning yellow and came with gifts. She deserved something in return. It was a quick kiss because his attention was on the heavy square object she put in his hands. "What is it?"
On Jun 11, 2015 11:55 AM, "Lucky L." <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
Zoe smiled, "Hi.." and then put the covered box in his hands because it was heavy. She was wearing flats with her pretty dress so stood up on tie toe to see if he wanted to kiss her in greeting.
On Thu, Jun 11, 2015 at 7:03 AM, Lauren Christensen <email@example.com> wrote:
Greed had tried to up the anti on his pancakes. Hed tried to make them look like superhero characters, but with all the chocolate chips they just looked deformed. He'd set up a decorative meal, with edible glitter and tea in his newly purchased English teacups. He'd changed into something fitting for a teaparty dinner. He also had some more deals to make. Zoe hadn't wiggled out of her contract, nor had. She squeaked by with faking her signature on Digger's. He opened the door looking like hed walked out of a magazine (he even smelled like a cologne ad). His eyes immediately went from her to the box. Presents?
On Wed, Jun 10, 2015, 10:01 PM Lucky L. <firstname.lastname@example.org> wrote:
Now that things with Digger were squared away, well as much as they were going to be for now.. no bloodshed or anything.. Zoe and Greed had to deal with their own relationship. But between both of the working full time and no longer living together, they weren't glued at the hip anymore so they actually had to plan to meet. When Greed invited her over for dinner at his place, Zoe kinda turned pink with pleasure, it was kinda nice to be asked.. he never had a need to do it anymore when they were living together. So she went home to take care of Sammy and freshened up after work, wearing a flowy yellow dress, still his color since she was still making amends for her lie, and the dress dipped a bit in the front and she added a pop of color with a moon necklace. She knocked on his door and waited, feeling nervous again. In her hands she held a square shaped box that was covered so you couldn't see what was in it.