Zoe (history_repeats) wrote in nevermore_au, @ 2015-12-31 14:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | greed, zoe hansen |
WHO: Eve & Greed (Averey)
WHEN: The Priest & Eve AU
WHERE: 1600's Inn, Church
WHAT: Chaos
WARNING: None
Note: The log reads backwards
"No, you didn't. You were protecting your wife." she said and burrowed into him, holding onto him still, she didn't seem like she'd let go any time soon so all his fears of her leaving him were unfounded. At least.. for now.
On Sat, Dec 26, 2015 at 3:16 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"I egged her on." She'd insulted him and degraded his things. He kept pushing out of his mind as he talked Eve down that he was as in. For her right now, he was trying to be a normal boy. He'd never thought that he wanted to be one until he saw the desperation and hurt in her eyes.
On Saturday, December 26, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Eve felt nothing but tenderness from Greed in the moment, she wouldn't have believed it if she had seen him fucking the blonde with her own eyes even in this moment. "She was a horrible old woman... insulting you like that. I should have told her you were good to God and that you are a wonderful husband. That we ARE married and God blessed the union himself, you would never act like that with someone who wasnt your wife. You do it because you're in love and it's very sad she has no love in her life."
On Sat, Dec 26, 2015 at 10:00 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"Because she saw the ugliness in herself." Greed only reflected what others saw in themselves and how they saw him. "She was an old crone who lost her beauty and wanted to lash out." He kissed Eve's cheek, a complete contrast to the angry brute he'd been just minutes ago.
On Friday, December 25, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
This was what they'd been missing, the friendship part he'd been asking her about that morning. It wasn't fun of course, but it was being there for each other. Her tears slowed down to some sniffles and she still held onto him, for once not caring if it was appropriate, she was scared and he made her feel better, "Why was that lady so cruel..?" she asked quietly. She had been badly wounded and probably had a couple of scratches from the crone's fan she was hitting her with.
On Fri, Dec 25, 2015 at 8:07 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Both of them feared rejection, but in that brief moment Greed forgot thr he was this vile child of hell. He was important to someone beyond what they could get or what he could get out of them. She didn't realize he was the reason she felt so horrible. Her tears at least seemed to quell his anger. So he held her, seeking the same acceptance he didn't know he really wanted.
On Friday, December 25, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She burst into fresh tears and threw her arms around his neck, trembling like a leaf. She prayed he wouldn't reject her or be cruel right now. She felt like she was lost and alone and that woman and something else just made her feel wretched from the inside out. She wanted nothing more than to go home but they were nomads, her home was whereever he was and that's why she sought solace with him.
On Fri, Dec 25, 2015 at 7:42 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
His heart raced when she said his name so hopeful. Maybe, just maybe he didn't botch this completely. Maybe there was still a possibility even if she knew what he was, she would accept him. He crouched down to her level. "Let's go home." Where they were staying was not a permanent place, but at this moment it was home.
On Friday, December 25, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
At his touch, Eve flinched and cried out, trying to scooch into a tighter ball while still shaking. She peeked through her arms at her attacker but asked in a shaky voice, "Averey...?" as if she couldn't believe it was him.
On Fri, Dec 25, 2015 at 6:21 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed reached out a hand to touch her arm. She was a scared kitten that he had to reassure. He looked stone cold, but he was worried she'd reject him. He swallowed down the tightening in his throat. What was she going to do? If she ran he might just lose it.
On Friday, December 25, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Eve was shaking and still had her head buried under her arms as shouting escalated from the church. She had no idea Greed was by her side and that was all she was wishing for, for her husband to take her away from here and protect her but she felt hopelessly alone.
On Fri, Dec 25, 2015 at 5:58 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed hissed for her to walk away before things really got ugly. There was no going back if he went too deep. Hell was no place for people to tamper with when they had no clue of the repercussions. Greed was still young, he could really make one miserable.
When she was gone, Greed could turn his attentions to his sweet, innocent wife. The more fragile she became the more he intended to make this official in a way he hadn't before. That would fix things wouldn't it?
On Friday, December 25, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
The woman hissed back at him that she knew who he really was but yanked free and stormed off as another fight broke out. Eve didn't hear, still staying in the same cowering position with her arms over her head, shaking like a leaf. There had been punishment at church but she had never suffered abuse to this level.
On Fri, Dec 25, 2015 at 5:19 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"The only whore here is you. So go whip your tail between your legs with not another word or I will make you." He leaned into her ear, his pretty lashes coating his cheeks with such innocence while he threatened to drown her in the lake in the softest of whispers. If she so much as breathed in Eve's direction he was going to blow his cover before he was ready and Eve was going to lose it.
On Friday, December 25, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
The woman screamed at him (but did stop), her voice so shrill that all you could really hear was she was saying something about whores (probably about Eve). And Eve? She was still on the ground, her arms covering her head as she was trembling from fear and tears were streaming down her face but her eyes were closed tightly shut as if it would make everything a dream instead of a living nightmare.
On Fri, Dec 25, 2015 at 4:12 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
The old lady was the poker on an already raging fire. Not only had she insulted his girl, but now she was beating on her and with a cold flash of his eyes and a hand gripping her arm he pulled her off of Eve. "You're going to step away from her or I'm going to tie your arms behind your back and leave you for the birds. You back away now." He was going to kill her if she didn't stop. Greed was not in a happy place and someone else would burn if Eve was so much as looked at with disgust. He took pride in the things he owned and they were spitting on it.
On Friday, December 25, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
The old lady had found Eve under the tree in the courtyard and was yelling at her and hitting her with her fan while Eve trembled and covered her head with her arms to try to fend off the blows but it meant she heard every word and it was worse than the old woman trying to hit her (which didn't hurt that much, it was just rude).
On Fri, Dec 25, 2015 at 12:41 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
The only pleasure Greed got out of her was hearing that painful cry and knowing he was going to get the real prize. When she wouldn't give it up, he jerked her hand and ripped it from her finger. Despite his awful behavior he treated the ring with a lot more care than he had her. Now he felt as disgusting as she was and needed a bathe to wash her stench off of him. When Greed emerged from the church everyone else followed with still arguing, some in tears and the priest ripping his sash from around his waist. Greed had a look in his eyes as if he'd just burned the place down---and he had from the inside. The building was just a building, it was the people inside that he devoured. The people in this church were soulless and fake, which had just pulled out his worst.
On Friday, December 25, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
The woman's scream of pleasure and pain could be heard by even Eve outside. She lifted her head at the sound that sounded carnal and like a beast, unaware where it would come from with only a church there. The woman was spent after Greed used her, but she didn't offer the ring, he'd have to take it.
On Fri, Dec 25, 2015 at 11:03 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed's emotions were on fire. He hurt and his things were hurt and damaging his goods was about as low as someone could go. "Is that how you're going to play?" Fine. He'd give her exactly what she asked for and then he was going to take the prize he wanted. She might want to look at him, but he was going to treat her like the dog she was. She saw him as a plaything, a man to use, so he was going to use her too.
He advanced towards her and when she tried to kiss him, flipped her back to him again and pulled her skirts up.
On Friday, December 25, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She turned around and her hand was still in a fist. She leaned against the table with her back to it so she was facing him, "I know what I'm asking for and I won't give you anything." yes she was toying with him, she liked her men to be rough, she liked the fire, but it was all passion, not cruelty.
On Fri, Dec 25, 2015 at 10:51 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote:
"You don't know what you're asking for." Greed would do anything to get something he wanted, Eve being a prime example of his efforts. He was going to keep that. "You are going to give me that ring before I do a damn thing." If he chose to, he could rip her apart and she'd regret ever tempting a Sin with her playfulness when he wasn't in the mod for playfulness.
On Fri, Dec 25, 2015 at 1:21 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"You." was her answer. She was a woman used to getting her way and she didn't expect any different of Greed.
On Fri, Dec 25, 2015 at 10:19 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote:
"What will it take for you to give me that ring?" He was disgusted by her, not into playing the games she wanted to play. He wanted her jewel and she was going to give him that jewel one way or another. He needed it.
On Fri, Dec 25, 2015 at 1:11 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
The woman was vile, her insides were rotten and Greed was a gross reflection of herself and since she loved herself, she adored him. When he asked for the ring she showed him her hand and then curled the fingers into a fist. She looked at him over her shoulder. He needed to give her what she wanted first.
On Fri, Dec 25, 2015 at 10:09 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
His hand gripped her neck to stop those sugary kisses. He didn't want those either. Not from her. He quickly spun her around so that her back faced him as he shoved her towards a table. "Give me the ring!" he demanded, then he'd decide what to do with her from there.
On Fri, Dec 25, 2015 at 12:20 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"Is that all you want?" she purred into his mouth, her lips moving from his painful ones to down his neck, much like he'd been trying to teach Eve that morning. This poor little wife was starved for attention but it was like Gluttony starved for food, no matter how much they got, they wanted more.
On Fri, Dec 25, 2015 at 9:18 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"I want that ring..." he said biting her lip as she attacked him in a kiss he didn't really want. That old fool she was with obviously neglected her attentions if she gave him any really attention at all. Everything Greed was emitting was anger and he was going to break someone for it.
On Fri, Dec 25, 2015 at 12:12 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
The blonde was promiscious but with Greed's dark energy, she was like a hungry beast and when Greed tried to take the ring, she just threaded her fingers with his, mistaking his action, her mouth on his. She wanted it rough and she was gonna give as hard as she could take.
On Fri, Dec 25, 2015 at 8:56 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed wanted to hurt someone for hurting his treasure and the blonde was just going to be an outlet for that anger. It kept him from abusing Eve quite so much. Once behind closed doors while the rest of the congregation destroyed each other Greed took her hand, trying to rip the ring from her finger. That was the prize he really wanted. The rest of her was just a release to dispose his anger into.
On Fri, Dec 25, 2015 at 10:10 AM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
The blonde jumped up, leaving her fat snoring husband and followed Greed and she was drooling over him, she'd have followed hims traight to hell just to get stuffed by him. While Eve was outside away from the crowd, she sat at the base of a tree on the ground, new dress be damned, her knees to her chest and her arms wrapped around them.
On Fri, Dec 25, 2015 at 4:34 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He was oozing with anger and influence all mixed into one bad, bad cocktail. The blonde's invitation was one shed wish she hadn't asked for. Greed was hung up on the fact that a ring might fix this. So he stormed past, looking at her once with nothing but an expression that said follow me. Everyone else in the church was reacting in all the worst ways to Greed. Normally he had fun with the church, this one he just wanted to burn down.
On Dec 25, 2015 12:02 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Eve yanked open the heavy door and stumbled out into the sunlight, taking big deep breaths as she went down the steps and into the courtyard, she felt like she was going to hurl. Meanwhile the pretty blonde looked bored as chaos erupted around her and all she did was smile at Greed and wiggle one slippered foot.
On Thu, Dec 24, 2015 at 8:59 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Seeing Eve run off in what was probably a mix of hurt, disgust and fear it only riled Greed further. The church was now in a state of chaos, people arguing, shoving, pushing and a sticky fingered priest.
Greed jumped up to follow Eve, but paused in panic. If she couldn't handle him like this, she would destroy him when she knew the truth. He had to seal the deal. Make this more official. Make her never leave him. Where the hell was his ring that he'd spied?
On Dec 24, 2015 11:39 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Eve was literally squished between the two and there were tears in her eyes, she felt like she was going to vomit. The old lady was about to screech about something else when Eve suddenly stood up, her hand slipping free from Greed's and she literally climbed over the pew in front of them while everyone watched in horror and she fell into the aisle before gathering herself and running for the doors.
On Thu, Dec 24, 2015 at 5:37 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
The fact that this woman could see straight through him only made him angry. "And who gave you your title?" He seethed. "A penniless man who left you nothing but a child? A child you broke to marry into wealth? You're the fraud." Greed was not going to be made a fool. He was observant, and whether or not he hit the right nail, he damn sure was close. He could feel her own greed of worthiness and prestige hanging over her in a perfume cloud.
On Dec 24, 2015 1:22 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
For Eve, this was a very big heartbreak. She was very proud to be married to Greed, she was proud to be his wife and it was a station she didn't take lightly. She had taken her virginity seriously and only given herself once she was married. For this women to try to make her seem dirty really hurt her. The old woman looked even more enraged at Greed's insolence and said, "You can dress up a whore with a title but it doesn't change what she is."
On Thu, Dec 24, 2015 at 10:09 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed wanted to laugh at the old hag. "A pity you don't have a man anymore to show you how it's done..." Greed glared at the nasty woman. She was trying to taint his jewel and he wasn't going to have it. "My wife does not appreciate your mongering gossip."
On Thursday, December 24, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Eve turned red as Greed put her hand in his lap, making it NOW indecent. The old woman's eyes flared and she looked incensed, "Well, I never!" she spluttered out, "They don't allow whores in church." her voice such a hiss it sounded like air coming out of a tire. Eve looked like she'd been slapped, that was a very big insult to her and she gripped Greed's hand and said quietly, "I"m his wife..."
On Thu, Dec 24, 2015 at 4:27 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed quirked a bushy brow to look at the woman as if disturbed she'd even bring up such a crime. "What is indecent?" He asked her pointedly, taking Eve's already clasped hand and putting it in his lap. Greed glanced at the blonde with the braided hair and gold hair net, but he kept going back to the rock on her hand.
On Thursday, December 24, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
The blonde was sitting with a fat snoring man who was obviously her husband but she was clearly horny for Greed, displaying her cleavage to him suggestively. In the meantime tho it was the old woman sitting next to Eve that admonished her, "You are being indecent." she hissed and glared at the couple's hand holding which made Eve shrivel against Greed, not used to being accused of such a heinous thing.
On Wed, Dec 23, 2015 at 9:32 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Eve's eyes weren't the only one's on a ring. Greed had seen the blonde, but it wasn't her beckoning eyes that called him away. He wanted the jewel adorning her otherwise ugly hands. It wasn't like he needed her hands, he just needed to convince her to hand it over. For a price of course, and Greed would be setting the stakes.
On Wednesday, December 23, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Rings weren't the thing in England, only rich women wore them but here in France it looked like every married lady had one. Eve wiggled her fingers again and that frown seemed tattooed on her face as she locked eyes with a woman across the way. She totally missed a beautiful blonde that was beckoning Greed to follow her.
On Wed, Dec 23, 2015 at 8:16 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He'd missed a step in his sham wedding. Without a ring how could she ever think it was completely legit. There was some tension he could pick up on, but he was in his element. He'd swipe granny's heirloom ring before they left, it would be his piece of leverage.
On Wednesday, December 23, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
That was not what she wanted to hear and she looked at him but her whispered words were swallowed by the priest's booming voice and the rest of the congregation joining in. Eve recited the words but her eyes kept darting from one woman to the next, they all looked like demons. And some of them were married! Well, she was married too and they'd do right to stick to their own husbands! But she could tell those women were married.. they had wedding bands. She looked down at her own naked hand and wiggled her fingers, maybe they just didn't realize she was married to him..
On Wed, Dec 23, 2015 at 6:06 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He could feel her squeeze him even tighter, that was something he liked feeling. He liked being the object that one didn't want to let go of, because he held on just as tight. "Want them how?" He eyed the priest as he came out and raised his arms for the congregation to follow as he spoke a Lord's Prayer.
On Wednesday, December 23, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Eve had never really had strong desires in her heart but sitting here, she felt hit with a wave of... something she couldn't quite place. It made her sit closer to Greed, it made her wary of the other women that were staring so openly as if issuing him some invisible invitation. She felt possessive for the first time in her life, she wanted to hold on to what she had and before she could even realize what she was saying, she asked in a whisper, "Do you want them?"
On Wed, Dec 23, 2015 at 5:43 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"They want more than just me..." Greed could sniff it out of them. Every little thought they felt private, their innermost desires. It didn't have to be sex, or money, or wealth. Any deep desire he could pluck that strong as if it were an instrument and amplify it. Even Eve had her own cravings. He knew it and he was a fly to that sweet, sweet nectar. His eyes glistened as he reveled in all the things most thought were kept behind closed doors.
On Wednesday, December 23, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She blushed scarlet at his kiss but smiled despite it only to get glared at by the old lady. She still held onto his hand and then saw the ladies staring at Greed, some of them young and beautiful.. "They want you..." she said in a whisper, more a realization than anything else.
On Wed, Dec 23, 2015 at 2:33 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"They want what you have." He squeezed her hand, brazenly kissing her cheek as they took a seat beside an old woman and her granddaughter. Greed gave them both a glistening smile.
On Wednesday, December 23, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
The ladies gave Eve a once over and whispered while looking at her and she didn't like it. She whispered to Greed, "Must we sit in the front?" since they'd passed the back pews and she rather sit away from people.
On Wed, Dec 23, 2015 at 11:47 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed looked no different than a normal boy on the outside, but he was not and the Christians could tell. Just as the priests and nuns despised him when he joined Eve's convent, the same loathe was directed towards him. They burned holes through him and he loved the attention. Good or bad, it was attention.
On Wednesday, December 23, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She hadn't been concerned the others would know it was blood, she was more concerned about him. She flushed with pleasure at his sweet compliment and let him lead her into the big church. It felt like years since she'd been in a church. It was scary and at the same time felt like coming home. This time tho she was a married woman walking through the doors and she was proud of her husband. Altho... she started to notice after a few moments that more than one head was turning to look at them..
On Wed, Dec 23, 2015 at 9:41 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"They'll never know..." He stroked her cheek with his finger. "You look beautiful," he whispered in her ear, taking her hand and leading her inside the big gothic doors.
On Wednesday, December 23, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She gasped when he bit his lip to make it bleed, "Averey, are you--" she didn't get to finish as he was rubbing his blood on her lips, tinting them with color. She was frowning tho and the tips of her fingers touched his bottom lip where it was still red from his chewing. She wanted to be presentable but not at the cost of him getting hurt.
On Wed, Dec 23, 2015 at 9:29 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
She looked beyond enchanting, but still nervous. He held back long enough to thread her hair into a pretty braid. He had no jewelry to adorn it with, so he picked a sweet little flower and stuck it in the braid. He turned her back to him, pinching her cheeks softly to get them pink. She was still missing a little color so he bit his bottom lip to make it bleed. He used that to smear on her lips.
On Wednesday, December 23, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed put his doublet back on, no time or mood for sex right now and off they went to the church. It being France, everyone was dressed to the nines so Eve didn't quite stick out like a sore thumb but she was still intimidadted by all the ladies in attendance who had their hair done in knots and braids with maids trailing them. Eve had the dress but no rouge on her lips or cheeks and her soft hair flowed open as she had no means to tie it back. In the courtyard of the church she stayed close to Greed and whispered to him if he thought he should braid her hair at least.
On Wed, Dec 23, 2015 at 7:48 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"I will too..." He said with a little quirky smile. What the hell was this girl doing to him? She dragged out something he didn't know was in him. How fucking terribly exciting!
On Wednesday, December 23, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
It was far from perfect and she knew it but her tension dissolved into a fit of nervous giggles, the frown lines on her face smoothing out and her eyes crinkling as she smiled, basking in his compliment like it was the sun. "I will learn." she said firmly, a statement and a promise. She was not willing to lose him.
On Wed, Dec 23, 2015 at 7:30 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"It was perfect." And he looked at her with the first sign of real affection, seeing her as beautiful and not just a jewel to be shined. He still looked like a stunned schoolboy.
On Wednesday, December 23, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
At his shocked look, her eyes went wide and she touched a hand to her lips, maybe she shouldn't have done that? "Was that alright?" she asked in a whisper, afraid that she'd messed everything up. Or maybe it was a bad kiss. Maybe she should have asked first.
On Wed, Dec 23, 2015 at 5:26 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
It was the first time she'd initiated any contact of the physical kind. It was so sugary sweet and innocent, and in the back of his mind he was ready to protest at how silly it was that his heart jumped in his throat! He looked back at her with a shocked expression. Did he daydream that?
On Wednesday, December 23, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She didn't believe him and it was apparent on her face. To her, her husband was goodness and kindness and brave and courageous and everything strong. She didn't see any bad in him. When he wiped her cheeks and reminded her of church, she looked like a kid who got told their plans to go to the carnival were cancelled. She didn't say anything, just sniffled and stared at him, finally nodding to show she heard him. But she was panicked, she had said she'd try and she had done nothing except become a soggy mess. She tried to think of something to do to show she was serious in everything she said and kept staring at him instead of getting up. She finally stuck out her chin and stopped. Then she moved it back and then leaned in fully and jerked to a stop again before her gaze lowered and she very gingerly pressed her lips to his. A small brief kiss, but a kiss nonetheless, the first she'd ever given him of her own accord.
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 11:02 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"You won't see any good in me one day." He was religious because of what he was born to, but she would eat herself up in guilt and self loathe when she learned the truth. Once again he found himself not able to tell her because he couldn't tolerate her heartbreak. It might devour him in the worst ways possible. He wiped her cheeks again. "We have church...." He reminded her. The mood for sex was obliterated thanks to wild emotions.
On Wednesday, December 23, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She didn't let go as she said, "I believe in a merciful God who forgives us of our past sins... we have a new life together, don't we? It does not matter what we did before." she was his wife and in her mind, Greed started a new life when they got married and to her, as far as she knew, he hadn't done any wrong.
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 10:52 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
She was trying to squeeze the air from his lungs, and with her small frame that was surprising. "I don't want to be rid of you. But one day, when you know me for all the bad things I've done, you'll regret saying you want to stay." That choked him to say. She had him tripping over himself and that wasn't where he'd expected the morning to go.
On Wednesday, December 23, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She shook her head, "You aren't! You're lovely on the inside. Everyone has bad and good in them Averey, and I've seen you, I know you and you're not disgusting." then a thought occured to her and she asked, "Are you saying these things to try to get me to leave you so you'll be free of me? Because if that's the case I won't go, you know. You'll have to leave me if you want rid of me." and her voice was actually pretty firm and strong, stronger than anything else she'd said in awhile but her arms... her arms tightened her grip around him, not wanting him to leave.
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 10:36 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
She was just creating a waterfall down his shoulder. Now she was stressed on a whole level he hadn't been prepared for. He was momentarily caught off guard. "I know I look pretty but I'm disgusting on the inside." He felt disgusting when she carried on so upset. Like the Sin he was. Yet, she only gripped him tighter, and that he could relate to and appreciate. The want of something so bad that you'd do anything to keep it.
On Wednesday, December 23, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She shook her head even as he cupped her face and kissed her tears, but they wouldn't stop. She was terrified now of losing him and without thinking about it, she put her arms around his neck, embracing him tightly without being prompted and not caring he was half naked, "No, no you're perfect. I'll learn, I'll make you happy, I swear. Please say you'll give me the chance to fix things..." she had no idea how she'd do any of it but she knew she didn't want to be without him and she couldn't see any reason for him to want to stay.
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 10:25 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"I'm the one that needs to learn." The more she cried, the more he wanted to stop it. He cupped her face but the tears just wouldn't stop. Holy shit she was going to leak to death. He didn't know how else to make it stop other than to kiss them away.
On Wednesday, December 23, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Eve took his admission in the worst way possible because to her it wasn't him saying that he wanted to learn, he was saying he wasn't sure how to be with her.. and that he rather not be. She took her hand off his chest to grab onto his tightly as now the tears ran like rivers down her face, "I can learn! I promise I'll learn! I'll do whatever you wish and I won't flinch at all." she said earnestly, because the thought that he regretted marrying her, that he might leave her felt like acid eating away at her insides.
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 10:13 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He reached out to brush those fat tears that wanted to fall. "I don't....I don't know how to be with a woman that's so unprepared." And he should have talked to her before. She'd always opened the door to give him the chance to talk and if he had maybe he'd have talked himself out of being such a beast. Possibly not, but when she cried it crushed him even more and that was a horrible feeling.
On Wednesday, December 23, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She again felt like she was doing something wrong and squirmed, "I don't mean to flinch... but.. every time you touch me.. it's normally to.. lay me down on the bed... it just hurts..." tears pricked her eyes because she felt like the worst wife ever and she shook her head, "I love you." and she meant it, she just didn't know how she could prove it.
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 10:03 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"I don't want you to flinch every time I touch you. It rips my insides out up through my throat." Graphic, yes, but it was exactly how it felt. Those were new and strange feelings. "You liked me and I don't think you like me anymore."
On Wednesday, December 23, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She felt awful and it was because he felt bad because of her. "I.. I'm not afraid of you... exactly. I just.. I wasn't expecting this.." and she looked down again. She knew what marriage entailed in the bedroom vaguely, "I didn't expect it to be so painful but it doesn't hurt as much, honest. You won't lose me, I promise. I feel like I'm going to lose you! You've been so irritable and I feel like you're unhappy with me and I don't want that."
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 9:38 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He'd abused her. Tainted something so sweet of his own doing. "I devoured you when I should have savored you....I just have a hard time controlling myself sometimes." He had a big appetite. "I miss us when you laughed and smiled. Instead you're afraid of me and I know I'm going to lose you in the end. It terrifies me."
On Wednesday, December 23, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She looked totally shocked. "I make you nervous?" her mouth was hanging open, "Oh my sweet Averey, why on earth would you be nervous of me?" she offered a small smile, "You've been wonderful." he hadn't messed up anything in her eyes.
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 9:28 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"You make me nervous sometimes." He wasn't putting on a front or a mask either. He was nervous that she would cast him out the moment she realized he was born of hell, that he'd lied, and that she would never want to willingly be with him or want him. "I messed up." He should have been like this in the beginning.
On Wednesday, December 23, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She kept staring and then she did something she hadn't been doing really. She asked a question, "Why is your heart racing..?" her bambi eyes looking into his baby blues. Her curiosity for his emotions had distracted her enough from the fact she was touching her half nude husband.
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 9:10 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He was worried that he'd fucked this up so royally she was never going to not be afraid of him. Not only that but when she knew the truth he'd lose her for good. He wanted to take in what he had of her before that opened up. The thought of losing something he owned scared him more than anything. He rubbed her knuckles with his thumb, his heart beat not slowing down at all.
On Wednesday, December 23, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
When he was naked from the waist up, she swallowed and averted her gaze. He'd been fully naked with her of course before but she only caught glimpses of him when he was mounting her. Most of the time she tried to close her eyes till it was over and then he'd get off her and leave her alone. A shiver went through her as he put her hands on his chest and she was so nervous, not knowing what he expected. But when she noticed his heartbeat, felt it under her hand, it caught her attention and slowly she raised her gaze to just the spot where his heart was and her hand on it. She was surprised and curious why his heart would be beating like he was scared... she didn't think anything scared him.
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 8:55 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He shushed her softly trying to get her to stay calm. Only when he stopped to remember, did he notice she was so innocent. He'd been so desperate to rip that away as some kind of laugh at God, but he remembered how good she really was to him. She offered so much and he just squelched it. She'd not even seen a man fully. Not really. He needed to really see her, not what he got out of her, because obviously that wasn't working.
He wiggled out of the dublet and the shirt so she could look at what she often didn't get to see. He put her hands flat on his chest again. She had an entire blank canvas to paint her fingers across. He put her hand right on his heartbeat which was beating a lot faster than his calm exterior. She wasn't alone. He was finally opening his eyes to her.
On Tuesday, December 22, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She blushed and stalled on the strings for a moment because undressing a man, even your own husband, in broad daylight, at any time really! But she undid them and her hands pressed lightly into his chest as he kissed her neck, liking it when he hit a pulse point. But when he told her to do it to him, that tension came back, it was again like a test she was afraid to fail as she leaned in to do as he said.
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 7:03 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
On his own Greed had started working out his own strategy. Something that may have taken a lot longer if he wasn't so determined. Even more was how much he liked her. He wanted more than he was getting and he was determined to dig her out of that hole she'd been buried in for her entire life. He guided her hand to where the strings lay on his dublet, encouraging her to untie them. And when she'd done that he kept kissing her on her neck, telling her to do the same to him.
On Tuesday, December 22, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She was still like a scared rabbit when he moved her hands down to his chest and her eyes lowered as he kept encouraging her gently and slowly her fingers curled in and out on his chest, just feeling his skin. It was the softest of touches, made up of mostly the tips of her fingers that turned in small swirls that were just millimeters in width.
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 6:54 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"You can touch...." He encouraged her, moving her hands down into where his dublet was only half tied up, where she could feel his skin. "It's not a sin to touch..." He whispered against her lips.
On Tuesday, December 22, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Her doe eyes went large when he put her hands on his face and started to kiss her again. Her fingers felt frozen as he guided her hands down his neck and they twitched a little, as if she was curious to really touch his skin but not entirely sure if it was allowed.
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 6:49 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote:
He took her hands which were fidgeting with her dress and put them on his face. "Stop thinking so much." He gave her a soft kiss on the lips. He kept her hands on his face for a moment, guiding them down his neck. Maybe she just needed to get comfortable touching him before she could get comfortable with him touching her.
On Tuesday, December 22, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
He seemed irritated again and Eve always felt like she was doing something wrong. She was tense even as he kissed her neck, she was too focused on what the right answer was. She frowned, "Yes....?" she didn't hate his neck kisses but she couldn't enjoy anything if she didn't get out of her head.
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 6:38 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"Don't say that...." It was a constant reply when she wanted to cover up her thoughts. This was an age when she wasn't supposed to have a voice, and Greed was never the one to not say how he felt about something. He was boastful about his likes and dislikes. And right now he didn't like her reply. "I don't want a servant for a wife." He kissed her ear and worked down her neck as delicately as he could. Women had often said they liked neck kisses. "Do you like that?" Eve had spent years boarded up to not even think about her body, and Greed WANTED her to start thinking about it.
On Tuesday, December 22, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
There was fear in her eyes because she'd seen how moody he could get. She just tried smiling and said, "Anything that brings you pleasure and happiness I like.." she couldn't reconcile in her head that she could freely say no to sex or voice her opinion without him getting angry. She would never risk losing her marriage.
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 6:30 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He didn't know yet that he needed to guide her. He was so used to taking to get something he wanted. In this case he knew what he wanted, and that was his goal. He just hang quite gotten a strong handle on how to go about it. He was doing the best he could and hoped the outcome proved fruitful. "So, tell me when I do something what you like," he kissed her sweetly, "and what you don't."
On Tuesday, December 22, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She preferred the gentle kisses without a snake in her mouth and her skin started to warm to his touches and kisses, "I do.. more than anything." she said and she meant it. She just didn't care for physical sex. But he'd never introduced his body to her properly even. He was the first man she'd ever been with and he seemed to forget that. It'd be like showing someone from this time period a car and expecting them to know what it was and how to work it.
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 6:11 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He curled his finger under her chin. She was needlessly getting stressed and that again wasn't what he wanted. He kissed the side of her mouth, then tried for another more supple kiss without tongue. Baby steps. This was going to be in baby steps. "I want you to want me. To really want me...." And that was excruciatingly important to him. Because without influence he he to work twice as hard. He nuzzled her cheek with his nose, then down her neck again, but only the ghostly touches. She needed to imagine something far more delicate and not psych herself out.
On Tuesday, December 22, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She threw up her hands and looked at him in alarm, "Oh Averey, there's nothing to remedy, there are no problems. I'm very happy being your wife." she didn't want him to think there was anything wrong, she wasn't ungrateful for all he'd done for her and given her.
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 6:05 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He didn't try too much just yet, he was anticipating her flinches, so each time he just planted an even softer kiss somewhere he hoped made her melt a little. "Tell me what you're thinking. I can't remedy anything I don't know about..." And that was true. He was still trying to get her to willingly come to him.
On Tuesday, December 22, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She flinched when he kissed her neck at first but then relaxed, tried to at least. "Nothing.. there's nothing I'm not saying..." never in a million years would she tell him that her 'wifely duties' were something she didn't care for. It made him happy and to her that was worth it.
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 5:59 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"What are you not saying?" She was keeping things to herself and he didn't want her to do that. He couldn't learn more if she didn't vocalize. He might silence other women, but he wanted Eve to speak up.
He leaned in to tuck her hair behind her ear, laying sweet kisses up her neck.
On Tuesday, December 22, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
At his question, she pulled her hand back and settled them both in her lap, "I..." she frowned, "It was nice." she finally settled on that. Not entirely, he had tried to eat her face a little but overall it was a good kiss.
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 5:52 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He watched her hand levitate over his. He could still sense her fear and he hated her being afraid. He'd been told he had to warm her up and they had time. Greed got up extremely early, the sun had just come out. He wanted to see what happened if he gave her a taste of something she liked more. How that would translate later. "Did you like it?" He asked again, giving her more opportunity these days to express how she felt about everything. It was new for her, but it was new for him as well.
On Tuesday, December 22, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She moved forward to him as if on her own accord and sat down next to him on the bed without thinking about it. She blushed when he asked if she liked the kiss, "Well, I..." she stammered but didn't answer. She shook her head, "My pleasure has nothing to do with it." since she received so little pleasure in her life, she had assumed it wasn't her place to get any. But. She was all about Greed's pleasure and well being. "Would it please you..." she lifted her hand to touch his but couldn't quite get herself to put it on his hand, so it just hovered there, "To..." she also was struggling to get the words out, her eyes just staring at his hand and now she felt a burn rising up her neck. She wanted to of course offer herself to him if he wanted to do it now but the thought of sex before church, how tired she always was after.. how much it hurt (the searing pain was less but the bruising and soreness made it painful to do much else than sleep, she didn't know if she could walk).
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 5:42 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"Why wouldn't it be?" He sat on the bed to put on his boots, still waiting to see if she came to him. "You didn't like that kiss?" She might always cringe, but he was working to change that, as well as learning how he could make her enjoy him. The fact that she didn't was wringing his insides into knots. "Is it not God who created such a union? Why would time of day be of any significance? It pleases him does it not? You're pleasure and well being?"
On Tuesday, December 22, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She looked surprised and there was a tint to her cheeks as she looked past him to peek at the bed, "Is that decent...?" she asked in a whisper. And then the tips of her fingers touched her lips as she had another thought and said in the same hushed whisper, "Before church?"
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 5:31 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
That had been so sweet, he'd surprise himself at his abilities. Maybe he could make this work....just maybe. He wanted to lite that fire down inside her and see if he could replicate those stirrings she'd had before. Each time he learned something new he tried it. "Doesn't have always be night time." But he didn't advance just yet. He stayed where he was, seeing like a puppy given a treat if it would follow for more.
On Tuesday, December 22, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Her lips glistened and were pink and white from his kiss. When he pulled away, her eyes were still closed and she seemed like she was still whereever that kiss took her. Since he stopped tho, she slowly opened her eyes and assumed it was because he wanted to go to the bed, "It's daylight still.." she murmured.. didn't he want to wait till night?
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 5:19 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote:
He did always want sex following kisses. He was learning to like the kisses though. Like honey being offered on the tip of her tongue, he kept things slow as if only offering a taste, the. Seeing how she reacted when he pulled away.
On Tuesday, December 22, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She made a small noise of surprise when he grabbed her face and kissed her. Her eyes were still open at first, her hands frozen open at her sides but when he slowed down the kiss, her eyes fluttered closed and she wasn't quite as rigid as he kissed her. Every time he made a move, she always froze at first because the actual sex part of sex was still something she didn't like and she always thought if he kissed her, it was just to get to that part.
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 5:10 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He couldn't help himself, he walked over, the strings hanging down from his dublet where he'd only halfway laced it as he grabbed her face for a sweet kiss. He did want her. Fuck he wanted her before they even went out the door, but he was trying to remember some of all the information he'd gathered from his other conquests. So he was slower with the kiss, doing his best tone things down a notch. The women had told him he came on too strong. Keep his kisses passionate but almost like a temptation. It would make Eve want more. So, he tried that first.
On Tuesday, December 22, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She blushed at his compliment and said, "I feel like I'm wearing someone else's dress." she meant of course that she felt uncomfortable being so dressed up for church, she had no idea how true the statement was that it was a pilfered dress. "But if you like it..." she'd wear anything if it pleased him.
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 5:02 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
When she stepped around in that lovely green, matching his own dublet, that he was still tying up. One look at her and he wanted to take it all off. "Shit..." He whispered under his breath. "You are a lady." She wasn't the lowly forgotten girl she thought she was. She needed to shine.
On Tuesday, December 22, 2015, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Sex with Greed wasn't as insanely unpleasurable as it used to be. She still didn't get a ton out of it like he did but he seemed to want to learn and get her involved. She wanted to go to church, it'd been far too long but since no one knew them in France, it was safe to go. She stood behind a screen to change into the dress he got her, not asking where this one came from, it fit very snugly and the green was plush and screamed of money. "Averey..." she said hesitantly, "Is this not a bit... too.. elegant for church?" and she stepped out from behind the screen, her hair open and falling down over her shoulders in soft waves since he was making sure she regularly bathed too. She was used to wearing her meager peasant dress in church, not this lady's dress.
On Tue, Dec 22, 2015 at 3:06 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote:
They made it to France where Greed continued picking pockets and stealing from rich old ladies. It gave him a chance to keep Eve clothed and fed without worry that she would die on him. Things got easier sexually, but it still was a confusing topic for the both of them. He started asking the women he fucked what they liked, but instead of using them as a test drive, Greed gathered all the information to use on his fake bride. After how Eve reacted to him once, he was positive that was an angle to keep trying. He learned one valuable piece of information from one old crone that especially in her younger days, slow and smooth was better. Especially on a girl so naive to sexual things. He wanted to see his exotic pet glow more often, it made him feel rich in ways he didn't think possible.
This morning though he was dressed to go to church. They hadn't been since smuggling their way into France. He was curious as to what would happen when they walked in as husband and wife. It was his pride that wanted to show her off as a proverbial slap in the face of the clergy.