Zoe (history_repeats) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2013-03-10 19:46:00 |
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Entry tags: | greed, zoe hansen |
WHO: Greed & Zoe
WHEN: March 10
WHERE: Lithuania, cottage, church, and the lake
WHAT: Magic markers and are you sure?
WARNING: Sexy times and racists
Three guesses as to what Greed and Zoe did the night before and this morning as well. He didn't wait for her every time since that first but he did once or twice more and it was touching heaven every time. This mid-morning when they were done, dare we say making love, Greed couldn't wait. Not that Zoe ever minded but he decided just because it was over didn't mean he couldn't help her finish.
Zoe let out a little gasp when he touched her and blushed despite the intimacy of the past few days. Kisses from him were a good distraction, breaking when she needed to breathe and Greed not only found Zoe's O, but he got to watch every look of pleasure, every moan, gasp, and arch of her back that he caused as she came. When it was done, all she could do was melt into him, snuggling him and kissing his neck since his lips were too far to reach and she didn't think she could move.
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Greed couldn't always wait for her, because that little bit of Sin left inside wouldn't let him. He rested his head on her tummy once she had some satisfaction, not letting her have too many moments to be embarrassed. He detangled his arms from her legs, letting them hug her sides.
The more time he had with her, the more he wanted to spend just like this because it wasn't enough. He wanted this to last. He found little things he liked to hear, mostly her little gasps of air, the fact that still despite the time together there was still something so soft about her.
When she was clearer headed he turned, his hand raking fingers softly up her inner thigh. There was a line of freckles there he'd found.
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Zoe's body was humming practically, she smiled and moved to say something but her words got mashed as she said, "Ow!" she frowned and sat up, feeling around under her. She looked confused as she pulled out what had stabbed her, "Chance... why are there markers in the bed?" she held up the long marker and looked confused as she checked under the sheet to see if there were more. The random cookie she rolled on, snacks, candy, fruit, okay... but this was just random.
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Greed jerked his head up to peak over her knee, crawling himself up between her legs so he rested his chin on her knee. He was still engrossed with the patterns of freckles on her thigh, but she bumped his curiosity when she waved around the bright red marker. "I dunno, I forgot they were there." He snatched it from her to pop the cap off.
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Zoe squirmed when he kept teasing the skin of her inner thigh. She grinned and said "Stop it.." through her teeth. When he snatched the marker and was close enough, she captured his lips for a kiss, "You're ridiculous. And this bed is like we're making love in a cracker jack box." It had food and you never knew what items you'd get.
She grabbed a handful of markers and showed them to him. "You better not draw me like one of your french girls." referencing titanic's silly scene of Leo drawing a naked Kate.
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"There is a pattern here I'm trying to figure out." He swatted at her leg. "Let me look!" He took the marker preparing to draw a line from one freckle to the next.
"That movie was depressing. She so let him go."
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"Why am I not surprised you've seen Titanic. Did you cry? Or were you thinking he should have punched her and taken the door for himself cause I know that's what you would have done." she watched him with a frown, "Are you kidding me, don't draw on me!" she wriggled around trying to get away from him and the marker, "And especially not in red!"
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"You know if she'd just pushed her fat ass off the door he could have lived." He'd moved to put a line but all he managed was a pin sized dot on her leg when she squirmed. "Green?" he reached for the other markers. She was ruining his masterpiece.
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"You're such a romantic... no!" she squealed and moved her legs in, hugging them to herself, "What are you doing? Aside from being insane..."
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He chased her over that entire bed looking for a place draw on. "It'll wash off eventually." He just wanted a little scribble.
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Zoe laughed in disbelief and tried to duck and dodge and get away, all the while keeping the sheet to her chest which cause the sheets to twist around her body. "Eventually?? You're a psycho!" she tried to scramble off the bed but he caught her ankle and she whined like a trapped animal, "Chance..." she gave him a wary look over her shoulder.
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He kept hold of her ankle, dragging her back towards him where he engulfed her and the sheets in his arms. "Why do you keep struggling? It doesn't hurt." It was then he had a blank canvas on her shoulder. Just a little milky skin between some freckles. He held the pen between his teeth, holding her down.
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Zoe whined again, "Because I don't want to be covered in drawings of.. of.. what are you gonna draw on me?" she asked suspiciously. She squirmed around when he held her down, "You are so stubborn, fine, but if you touch that pen to my skin, it means I get to draw on you. That's the deal!"
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"Score!" He loosened his grip only a little. "Better hope I don't draw a penis on your back." He took the pen out from his teeth setting the marker on her pretty skin, branding her with whatever doodle he came up with.
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She squirmed like crazy when he mentioned a penis, "Chance!" she tried to turn to see him, "Don't you dare draw a penis on me!" she huffed and settled down since he wouldn't let her go. She looked worried, "What're you drawing on me? I'm going to draw hearts and flowers and peace signs and all this other goodness shit you hate on you if you're doing something horrible on me.."
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"Calm down, I'm just drawing a set of balls on your back. Nothing to be worried about. No one will see it." Instead of what he asked, he drew a simple heart. His heart.
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She ugh'd and faceplanted on the mattress, a muffled "I hate you..." could be heard. She turned her face to the side. "Are you done.. cause then it's my turn..." and she made it sound like she planned doodle revenge!
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He wrote his name under it. Signing his work with a quick kiss next to it. "All done." He handed her the marker. He seemed almost giddy. She took the marker he gathered up the others. "Pick a good color."
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She shook him off her and sat up, twisting her neck over each shoulder trying to see what he did but couldn't. She gave a playfully mad look and shoved on his back to make him lie down on his tummy, straddling him by sitting on his lower back, "I wish I had glitter..." she said and uncapped her marker.
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Greed laughed as she tossed him around. "You get some strength while screwing me?" He kept laughing. "What you gonna put on me?"
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She pressed a hand on his back to keep him down, "I got strength from wanting revenge, now hold still." she laughed a little herself and her tongue absently touched her top lip as she focused but right before the tip of the marker touched his bare back, she asked suddenly, "Greed, which languages do you speak?"
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"That set of balls did nothing to you!" He still laughed, shaking as he drew his arms up under his chin to rest them and look over his shoulder. "What?" That was a weird question. "Latin, French, a little Polish, and a handful of other things. Why?" He narrowed his eyes, still scoping her out over his shoulder.
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"It scarred me for life.." she got an idea and switched out the current marker with a green one. She blinked, "Polish?" now that was weird. She leaned in close, the tip of her nose almost touching his cheek, "Why on earth do you know Polish?"
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"I have secrets I'm never telling," he stuck out his tongue. He laid his cheek down on his arms, bucking his butt a little to jostle her so she would have to work to draw on him.
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Zoe mock gasped and nudged his cheek with her nose. "Fine, then I won't tell you secrets either..." though she really was burning with curiosity why Greed knew Polish. "But maaaaybe if you tell me this one, I can tell you one of mine." When he jostled her, she cried out, "Hey! You're going to ruin it.. mean." she reached behind her slapped his naked butt. "Hold still." she leaned over again with the green pen, not just scribbling but actually writing in fancy large cursive.
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"No, not telling." He gasped when she slapped his butt. "Heeeey," he hadn't expected that. "Don't slap unless you plan on doing it again." He wiggled his brow. His butt didn't even jiggle, but there was still a slight pink mark from the slap. "What are you writing?"
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Zoe rolled her eyes because of course Greed liked it.. she put her arm around his neck from behind, leaning down to say as super seductively as she could in his ear, "Tell me and I'll do it again..."
She sat back up and sketched out the next word, making it a little stylish because she wanted to, the lines a little thicker, "Patience is my favorite virtue." she deadpanned.
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Oh he couldn't pass that up. "Knew a lot of wealthy barons, magnates, you know the cool cats back in the dark days." In the Middle Ages he ran around all over Europe. It was the hot place to be, the Sins were all a buzz then. He'd picked up all kinds of tongue during those days. "I even know a little Spanish---real Spanish." He gave her a look that said hit your hardest. "Don't be shy now. I'll be sure to return the favor later." He chuckled again, bucking her slightly. "Are you done yet?"
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Zoe looked in awe, "Wow... ohmygod that's right.. you're like ancient. Mmm.. say something in Polish or Spanish?" she was curious. She was going to uphold her part of the deal, hand raised but it stumbled at the bit about returning the favor. Her face soured, "Oh ew no... I don't want you slapping my butt." she slapped his lightly.
When he bucked her again, her hand went askew, "Chance! Augh, now there's a green line to the side. So no I'm not done..." she scrunched up her face in a thoughtful way and then leaned in, her hair tickling the skin of his back as she worked on turning the line into a doodle. "Hang on, I'm adding hearts to Patience's name."
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"That wasn't a slap. Come on." He quirked a smile, squirming his shoulders. "I didn't say a full body tattoo." It felt like she took his whole back to write, grunting when she mentioned 'patience' again.
"You want something in Polish?" He thought a moment, rusty in his European tongue. "Dupa zawsze z tyłu będzie..."
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"Well if you would stop squirming..." she picked up a yellow marker and added some highlights to the words and then did one more tiny doodle and grinned at her handiwork. "Okay, I'm done. Now everyone will know your love for Patience." in fact, what she had written on his back in green marker were the words My Frog Prince and since he caused her to make a small mistake, she turned the wayward line into a little frog and used the yellow to give it a crown.
She got off him and gave him a quick slap to the ass before she flopped down next to him, untangling the sheet from around her legs and pulling it up to her chest. "That sounds pretty.." clearly impressed and probably a little turned on by him speaking in something foreign, "What's it mean?"
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He just like her tried to look over his shoulder to see her artwork. He shuffled out if bed towards the bathroom to the mirror. He laughed loudly before sneaking himself under the sheets to pop up beside her. "It means your ass will always be behind you."
He said a few other random words in Polish, giving her a quick kiss. "What, like it when I talk dirty in another language?"
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Zoe grinned when he laughed and snuggled closer to him when he got under the sheets next to her. She looked disappointed in the translation, wrinkling her nose, "That's so not romantic..." she smiled when he kissed her,
"What does that mean? And no, I don't like it when you talk dirty at all." She tried to look over her shoulder, "You wrote something dirty on my back, didn't you... where's my phone..." she was feeling too lazy to get out of bed to go look and she didnt want to parade around naked. She'd take a picture of her shoulder instead.
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"It is so romantic. Have you looked at your ass?" He made a barred his teeth like he was ready to bite it.
"I don't know what that means it just sounds cool." He tried to think a moment. "Yeah, definitely has something to do with your breasts." He pointed to her phone on the nightstand. "Right there," he leaned over her to reach it, practically falling on her, chest on her legs as he grabbed it, a little bit of his ass cheek poking out from the sheet.
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"No, I'm not in the habit of staring at my ass in the mirror like you."
"Stop with all the romance, I might swoon." she said sarcastically but started to laugh when he was on her trying to get the phone which was closer to her anyway. At his little flash of ass, she did what he'd implied he wanted to do. She leaned in and took a quick bite of his butt.
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"You should because I could bounce quarters off it." He flipped through her phone, almost ready to hand it over when he felt teeth. His skin shivered. That was unexpected. "Have I unleashed a tiger in this bed?" Definitely had passed sex kitten phase. He looked over his shoulder, seeing small indentions and pink marks where here teeth had gone. "Do I get claws too? I like a little blood." He threw her a wink, flopping over, still pressed against her legs, to turn her back so he could get a shot.
"I can bite too you know." He purred in her ear, raking her earlobe between his teeth. He shuffled off her lap and handed the phone, now looking for something else to play with, which was a yellow marker which he used after tugging the sheet off her so he could connect those damned dots on her inner thigh.
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Her nose turned pink at him catching her and she laughed and shook her head, "No such thing, it was right there though so I just..." she shrugged helplessly. "Eww no blood. You are some really freaky fetishes."
She laughed again, "Yes, I know.." her lashes lowered and she shivered herself when he played with her ear. "Weirdo." she said with a smile and took her phone. She moved her phone behind her back and took a picture of her shoulder. She kicked at him absently as he tried to go after her thigh again but she was busy looking at the picture of what he drew. "These aren't balls.." she said quietly and then raised her gaze to him.
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"I told you I've damn near broken my neck before. Scratches and blood is not so odd. It's actually kinda tame..." He said in thought.
He'd just drawn a little circle, it was kind of the shape of Saturn when she spoke up. He was entranced, tongue hanging out the side of his mouth with tight lips. "What was that?" He said looking up from over her leg.
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When he looked up, he'd get her phone right in his face, so close he probably couldn't make out what was on it. She moved it back enough so he could see a picture of what he'd drawn on her back.
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Greed glanced at the phone kind of nonchalantly. He grinned. "I know, I had you goin there for a minute didn't I?"
It was a heart, because this burst of emotions was burning strong now since they'd wrapped into each other for days. "It's a little crooked," he cocked his head to the side with another glance.
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She poked him with her foot, "It's very sweet." she said it almost suspiciously. In the six months they'd known each other, Greed had done a handful of things that were romantic, this was on of them. And it always took her by surprise.
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"It kinda looks like a butt." He joked, leaning up to dive in for a kiss. He couldn't get enough of her kisses. Ever.
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Zoe wrapped her arms around his neck and enjoyed his kiss, kissing him back sweetly. It was sad to think they wouldn't be able to do this when they left here. Not just in New York but not even on the plane or outside of where they were. She broke the kiss suddenly, "Oh I totally forgot... we have to get dressed."
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"Are we going somewhere?" He was so confused, though he hardly knew what day it was branching into. They had all melted together since they started playing house.
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Zoe smiled and kept her arms twined around his neck, "It's Sunday." she reminded him. She had heard from him before how he never missed Church on Sunday. She knew he was doing it to get a laugh but he had told her how he always went and the town did have a little church they could go to. She hadn't been to a church for religious reasons since she was a kid and she didn't know if she'd stay but she knew it was important to him so she was willing to go, even if for just a few minutes and then he could unleash his hell while she went for ice cream.
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The grin in Greed's face was hanging out between excitement and dangerous. His eyes actually sparkled. He grabbed her sides, tugging her close up against him with a growl. "I fucking love you, oh my god," he kissed her then so sensual God himself would blush. The words fell right out of his mouth like dominos.
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Zoe loved seen the excitement on Greed's face but her own grin faded into a shocked look when he said those words. Not just words. But those words. She didn't have time to register them as he gave her a kiss that turned her knees into rubber so it was a good thing she was already sitting down. Her arms around his neck tightened as she was 'properly' kissed and when it broke she was in a daze. Really unsure if it was from the words or the kiss.
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That kiss left him a little breathless, he was free floating above the bed. "Let's go," he smirked, giving her a peck of a kiss them shuffling off the bed for a shower and all the nice fixings that made him attractive. She liked the stubble, but Greed liked the shaven look on a Sunday.
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Zoe could only stare at him with her mouth slightly open. Words. He was saying more words. She slowly nodded, "Right.." when he moved off to shower and get ready, she just collapsed on the bed with an arm across her brow. Wow. Wooooow. Obviously he just blurted the words out without meaning them. But wow. She'd wait her turn to shower and get ready. But just... wow.
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When he came out with a clean face, tie and jacket he leaned onto the side of the bed where she was still very much naked. He nudged her chin with an index finger, rubbing his thumb across her lips. He looked and smelled like a million dollars. When he kissed her lips, there was no stubble on his chin to rub against. "Hey," he said softly, starring into her eyes. He was completely lost here, each day waning without his sin making him more and more human.
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Zoe opened her eyes when he was done kissing her and she immediately smiled when she saw his face. "Hi.." she said just as softly, that smile never faltering. She really couldn't help it. She knew it didn't really mean anything but it was still a trip. She knew it was her turn to shower and get dressed but she let out a content sigh, waiting a moment, gathering the will to move.
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"Come on lazy, don't be a Sloth." He tugged at her arm when she still lay there. "Not going to be late, though this place is probably no bigger than an outhouse." He kissed her face multiple times. Nose, cheeks, lips, forehead, now he was just doing it to be an annoyance than sweet.
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She started laughing and wrinkled her nose when he showered her face with kisses, "Okay, okay, stop stop!" she shoved him away and yanked the sheet around her as a toga and went to the bathroom to get ready. She wasn't a fan of church but she dressed a little formally in a navy blue dress that showed off her locket and the freckles on her chest while hiding all boobage and the skirt cut off at above her knees. She slipped into her heels, "Before you even think it, I am not going to have sex with you at church."
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They were nearly a matching pair, it was kind of comical. He looked her over (not once but more like five times) with a sigh. "You totally killed my fantasy. It's not like you'll get struck by lightening or anything." She couldn't wear that dress, have had sex with him for the last few days non-stop and just expect his brain to be functioning on anything else. That was ridiculous. "I've tried it once, or twice, maybe--" he was counting on his fingers.
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Zoe did not look pleased, "Or three, or four, or a dozen times." she gave him a look, "It doesn't count as a fantasy if you've already done it. If you have something new that you haven't done, then we'll talk." but she refused to do a repeat performance of a show some other girl was headlining before her. Granted the same could be said for sex but fantasies were special. They were secret desires a person had. When that thought entered her head.. "Though something tells me you've done pretty much everything you've wanted to do." including her.
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His hands curved onto her hips, pulling them into his as he kissed her neck. "Oh stooop," she was so sensitive now that they'd done the dirty deed. "No, not everything." There would always be something that Greed would want to do or have. It was his unending curse that stretched on through infinity. He shook her lightly from the hips, bending his knees so she would look at him. "I'll tell you what. You tell me a fantasy and it's done. Hmm?" This would only benefit him, so there was no losing side.
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Zoe sighed when he kissed her neck and smiled a little. She laughed at his offer, "Oh how generous of you." she squirmed, "We're going to be late." she said, purposely ignoring his offer and not telling him her fantasies.
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"I'll get you later. Don't think I'm just gonna let that slide." His hand glided down her backside for one good squeeze. Then he headed out the door towards the car.
"Man these roads aren't what they used to be," he grumbled when they got a little turned around before finding the church as townspeople started to head in. He was giddy. Causing trouble in church was one of his favorite things to do because those were the toughest guys to crack. It hit him though once they stepped over the threshold that he wasnt at full sin. There wasn't as much to sprinkle out, and if he used it up he could tac himself out. Oh this one was going to be a hard ball.
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Zoe rolled her eyes and made a mental note to distract him when the topic came up again. She jumped when he squeezed her backside and when he moved in front of her, she smacked his.
She was nervous she realized when they got there. She hadn't been to a church in forever. Her hand was tangled with his and she stayed close to his side, feeling weird with all these people that were here to pray and whatnot. She got a few secretive looks at her since most of the people in attendance were white. An older couple that shuffled past them looked at Zoe's left hand which distinctly didn't have a ring and gave a disapproving look at her with Greed. One problem with being in a tiny rural town in a foreign country, not a lot of mixed race people and a hell of a lot of old fashioned values. She was not comfortable at all.
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"Ouch, getting heavy handed with your slaps arent you?" He teased her.
He was so focused on himself when they got to the church, aside from the fact that he was oggling her legs, that he just let her squeeze onto his hand. He liked sitting near the front. He could feel his sin tingle with excitement as they took a seat on the long pews. The inside to this place was decedant. Greed always found that church peeps were quicker to spend their money to adorn the church than to put food in their mouths. Greed itself came in all shapes and sizes.
"Look at this place? It's a money pit," he whispered, his eyes going all over the place. Maybe something would catch his eye, right now it was a lot of shiny.
An elderly woman sat down beside him opposite to Zoe, a little close for strangers. He watched her pick up a bible, shuffle through a few pages. Greed thought really hard, accidently bumping her arm with his as he tried for his own bible. Touch was always a little more potent, and as weak as his sin was he wondered of he could get this old crinkley woman to stash the bible into her purse.
Inwardly he cheered when she did. Success. It took a while, but there was still something in there. When Zoe squeezed his hand he looked over. "You alright?" It hadn't dawned on him that she stuck out at all.
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Of course they had to sit near the front, they couldn't just be discreet in the back. She tried to tell herself it was all in her head but every time she sneaked a peek, those face would be looking at her, they were discreet, they didn't stare... but they were looking. She didn't know if it was because they knew she was a fraud and didn't believe in this house of God or more likely it was because they all looked like marshmallows and she looked like a toasted one.
She just nodded to Greed and wasn't really paying attention to his shenanigans with the lady. She was feeling more and more out of place as now when she looked over, somebody was leaning over to whisper to the person next to them, one eye on her. She had to get out of there. She looked at Greed, "I'm going to get some air, you have fun though, okay?" she didn't wait for a reply, scooted past him to purposely go down the side and not the middle. Wasn't that always the problem? She and Greed on their own were fine. It was when they let the rest of the world in that things stopped making sense.
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Greed reached out for her arm before she scooted off. "We just got here," he whispered. He shot a look over his shoulder giving the people whispering a grin that was most definitely sin induced. It made them uncomfortable, shuffling in their seat. "You know these are the most hypocritical types." He urged Zoe back down in her seat. "The woman over there is most definitely sleeping with one of these guys."
When the service started there was a lot of standing up and sitting down. It was more ritualistic then was likely comfortable for most people. It was also in another language. Greed never stood unless he felt compelled. He relaxed against the pew, his arm on the back, as if he were on a sofa and not a house of God If Lust were there he'd love to see the paster, priest, whatever he was get a boner and still try to get through the service.
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Zoe briefly smiled, "Great." she was thrilled some lady was getting laid. She stayed seated even though she didn't want to. It was also strange for her to see Greed in his element, doing his Sin thing. She knew he was a Sin and she knew what he did, but she'd never been witness to it. Hypocrites (hello George) these religious people might be but they also were huge gossipers, even about people they didn't know. The whispers every few moments made her ears burn. She felt really uncomfortable and again after ten minutes she whispered in his ear, "Can I meet you outside when it's done?"
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Greed didn't expect her to go so soon. His mouth dropped like a sad puppy when she asked. He was used to whispers and gossip. It was what made him and his siblings all the rage back in the day. This was nothing. If he was at his full potential he could make a scene disrupt the entire service. He wasn't so he had to live with little things to sate that little bit of hunger.
He rubbed her knee, "You sure?" He was worried.
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Zoe looked over her shoulder at all the eyes looking back at her and then smiled at Greed a little tightly, "I'm sure. Just need some air." he loved attention, Zoe wasn't a fan at being the center, especially when it was negative. She didn't think Greed and his siblings saw a difference between positive and negative attention. Attention was attention.
She would have kissed his cheek but it seemed so inappropriate. God, she hated church. She just wanted outside.
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He watched her exit, his chin propped up on his hand, turning his lower lip in between his fingers. When she was outside he looked to the women still whispering. He made a jerk off motion with his hand which made them gasp and look away. He giggled facing back to the sermon which he could only pick out a few words of. He giggled the whole time, his eyes still looking all over until his eyes gripped a gold plated chalice.
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Zoe waited outside, wandering around the church and taking in the architecture, weather, all that nice stuff that people didn't fuck up with their presence. She hoped that Greed wouldn't do anything that would require them to haul ass out of here. Maybe she should wait by the car just in case...
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He skipped out of the closing services. That chalice had made a home in his coat pocket. He scooted out the door as they started to sing, conducting his arms as the organs played before breaking out a run towards the car. He'd just reached the door, his hand hovering over the handle. He hadn't seen Zoe outside. He hadn't even looked in the car.
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Zoe was indeed in the car and puzzled at his running. When he got to the door she was sure he didn't even realize she was there, She leaned over and opened the door for him, "Please tell me you didn't knock over the church... and I hope you were going to wait for me." she frowned at him.
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He pulled put the chalice, jumping in the moment someone started out the door. "You been in here the whole time?" He hadn't really noticed she didn't stay the whole service. "It sparkles." He handed it to her to look over, but still had his hand gripped around the stem.
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"Not even back in New York and you're forgetting me already, that's sweet." She wasn't mad, just more musing than anything else. She looked at the chalice but didn't touch it. "Pretty." she said in a flat voice because she really didn't want to think about his thieving ways and she just wanted to get out of here.
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She seemed...distracted. Greed threw the chalice into the backseat. "Don't look too happy now," he started the car. "I might actually believe you're having a good time." He didn't like when she for quiet. "I didn't forget you. I didn't know you were in the car."
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She sighed and looked out the window, "I'm sorry... just those people..." she trailed off and fell into silence again. It was a trip for her, she hadn't experienced anything like that in years. She'd be glad when they'd get back to the cottage. Just the two of them.
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"People gossip. It's what humans do to feel less like assholes. I've got a secret..." He leaned in to her ear. "They're still assholes." He nudged her arm with his elbow.
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She looked at him at the nudge and then took his hand and twined her fingers with his, "I guess. It was just a trip to have people that don't know me.. us and still be against us. And this time it had nothing to do with you being a Sin and me being a mortal. Even when people think we're normal, no one's on our side...." and it was a thought that was heavy.
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"Do I need to put down the seats and let you have your wicked way with me?" He started lowering the seat, looking her over once the back was lowered as far as it would go. Even then he was still trying to jam it down to the floor. "Come on, I'm all yours." He threw his arms behind his head. Maybe it would get a giggle at least.
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It got a smile and she loved him for it. She leaned over and put a hand on his chest as she gave him a sweet kiss. it wasn't hungry or horny or needing or wanting, it was a I'm grateful for you kiss. She broke the kiss and that love was in her eyes and her smile but her voice sounded tired. "We should get out of here before somebody tries to throw holy water on us." she was making a joke but the experience had unsettled her. It was just a reinforcement of what George had said. But it wasn't the death and doom of what George said that hurt her so badly. It was exactly what these people had done... they weren't accepted.
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That kiss was hardly satisfying seeing as she still looked as if her smile had been dragged down by a fat assed elephant. He pinched the corners of her lips back so that he could see something resembling a smile. "Gimme a real kiss and you can fuck me in the backseat. Just...be gentle." He displayed hid best innocent look, pretending to be embarrassed, "at least once we get out from the parking lot."
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She laughed a little when he pinched her lips back, "Such a tempting offer." she sat back in her seat but didn't decline his offer, they hadn't done it in a car yet and it's not like they could do it in one in New York. They couldn't do it in bed in New York even. More depression. "I thought you didn't like it gentle..?" she was trying to lighten the mood but her mind was still on how the world seemed to think they were not meant to be.
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"I was going for sweet, endearing and innocent. It's not working is it?" He let the seat up a little, finally starting up the car towards the lake back by the cottage. He hadn't seen it yet and if she didn't pick up her mood he was throwing her in it.
He pulled the car into park right in view. "Looks like something out of a scary movie..." Him, her and a lake. "No one would find you..." He wiggled a brow and crawled into the backseat.
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She chuckled a little, "No, it's not." she noticed they drove by the cottage and when they got to the lake she looked at him. And he was crawling into the backseat. She turned around in her seat to look at him, "If this is your idea of romance...." she trailed off and gave him an amused look. Only Greed would try to get her in the mood by suggesting he was a psycho killer.
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The car was small, it was almost as if someone shoved it through a funnel in the back. He needed some fresh air, so he rolled down the windows. Once he was settled back there he had a good view of the lake, he wouldn't admit to any memories just yet, but they were there in the back of his mind.
He threaded a finger through his tie, loosening it up so he could breathe in the air. Once he had it off he twirled it around like a whip. "It could get messy," he teased with a lopsided grin.
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She gave him a look, "For the future, this is so not how to get a girl in the mood." she looked out at the lake and then back at him. He looked cramped and suffocated, "Do you wanna walk around outside? You look like a sardine..." she didn't know if there was enough room for her back there.
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"I feel like a sardine, just without all the smell." He shuffled his way out of the car, nearly toppling out and ruining his suit. It was a gorgeous day. When she joined him he felt like he could breathe again. He didn't understand foreign cars and compacting everything. His car would have had more room.
He stretched his arms out, cracking a few cramped places. "I thought all girls liked a little danger."
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When he stretched his arms out, Zoe encircled his waist with her arms, snuggling into his chest as she looked at the water. "We have so many people against us, separately and together.." since despite people like George and the Virtues, she had her crazy Greek family and he had his hell family, "..do you really need to add 'danger' on top of everything? I would take snuggling over danger any day."
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His breath escaped him again as she drew in around him which wasn't nearly as suffocating as the car.
"So plotting to kill your girlfriend is as bad as kidnapping. Got it." He didn't want to think about the backlash when they returned to New York. It wasn't going to be easy to taste this and then have it taken away. They knew he didn't deal well with anything being taken.
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She smiled a little, "Who said I was your girlfriend?" she knew this was going to end soon. Maybe they'd get a few more days but this wasn't forever. She knew that his teasing would be frowned upon by George but she knew Greed wasn't serious.
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"Can I at least have you as one while we're here?" He whispered against the top of her head. Greed wasn't giving up on keeping her, not today, not tomorrow, not in the future. He joked but ironically enough he had killed his one wife at a lake. Perhaps not the best time to bring out such classified information.
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She found that to be the sweetest thing, "You have me as so much more than one while we're here." she said quietly and she meant every word. Girlfriend didn't seem to be enough of a word to describe it. She held him a little tighter as if suddenly everything would end for some reason. But it kept going on and she liked that. She liked just the two of them here. And not the mess that waited for them in New York..
And because it'd been on her mind she asked after a few moments "Did you mean it..."
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"Did I mean what?" She held on tight, he liked that she was starting to see how he felt on a regular basis. How hard it was to let up on something he wanted so badly.
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Zoe's face felt hot, she almost wanted to tell him no nevermind forget it. She chewed on her lips and puffed out a bit of air like it was difficult, "You said the other day that I ignore you whenever you try to tell me.. and this morning.." she trailed off. She wasn't stupid. She heard him those other times when he alluded to it or said it indirectly. It was just easier to ignore it. But this morning was when he said the actual words. And while she could write off all the other times as possibly meaning something else, this one was harder. She told herself over and over again it was just the same as saying I fucking love pizza! But at the same time...
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He had an inkling of what she was gesturing to. Every other time he'd announced real boy feelings she had ignored it. Her asking put it on display...even for himself. Here he could acknowledge what he felt because there was no sin fighting him every step of the way.
"This morning I meant what I said."
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It was Zoe, so of course she wouldn't accept it like that. She played with his tie with one hand as she nodde, "Sooo... you don't mean it the rest of the time?" she wasn't saying it to be mean, she really wanted to just be sure. Maybe he did this morning but it didn't mean he felt that way about her all the time and she didn't want to assume. She wanted to be sure.
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"If I said I wanted to kill you I think your be more inclined to believe it," Greed sucked in his bottom lip. "I'm usually battling the sin war inside so that's hardly a fair question." He gave her a little grin, a long groan as he looked to the sky. It seemed so pretty up there. He'd steal it if God let him. He'd keep it in his pocket with all the clouds and stars and take it out when he needed a good laugh. Humans counted on so much to make them feel good, a purpose when they were all chess pieces to a bigger picture.
Right now he felt so little, so much smaller than what he really was because he was more human. He'd leaked, he'd had a gust of feelings that he finally had a wrangle on and she still questioned him. "I know it seems like I can love pizza or an Armani suit as much as I could anything else, including you...but that's just it Zoe. It's love. It's twisted and dysfunctional but its love..." He shrugged in her arms, kissing her cheek, as a man that wanted nothing else but to be wrapped up in her forever, not as a sin that had to take everything he saw. "Isn't that its very definition? It's possessive, needy, desperate. It's keeping what you want the most locked up inside. It's a greedy thing, love. And I finally have it."
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It was... honest. Not what she wanted to hear. But real. She would agree with the twisted and dysfunctional part, what they had they weren't supposed to and for that reason they hit blocks at every turn. They had to fight each other and the barriers in order to be with each other. And at times... they got tired. Even Greed with his endless amount of energy, got tired at times. He was right in his grotesque definition of love but.. "It's so much more than that. You once told me that you weren't capable of... it." she hadn't actually said the word 'love' in any of their conversations really. "So how do you know that's what you feel for me? And I'm not.. I'm not trying to belittle it or doubt it," even though that's exactly what she was doing, doubting, "You told me, in the very beginning from the start to not.. that you will never be able to give me..." she trailed off rather than saying it.
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"I didn't think I was....but maybe I am just in a different way." He paused that choked up feeling in his throat. "Wrath has it. Lust had it....once..." And he didn't want to go into that but there it was hanging on the tip of his tongue.
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Zoe's brows went so high they might have shot off her face when he mentioned Lust had love. Really? Was he sure? Was she even capable of anything but malice? But there was something else that worried her. "Are you sure you're... Do you think you do because you want it like they had it and you didn't. Or do you actually because you want to? Because you can't help it?" love was not a choice. She didn't want to fall in love with him but here she was. It was an uncontrollable force that shoved you over the edge.
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He was still bitter that Lust had even a taste of love before him, that was why his reaction had been the same as Zoe. Was it possible? Wasn't it unfair that she had it and he didn't? "I ruined it for her. I took care of it..." Meaning he had been merciless. "I've..." He bit his lip again, "I've always wanted it because it's the other side. It was forbidden fruit."
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Zoe frowned, she had a vague idea of what he was talking about in regards to Lust, he'd mentioned it before. Briefly. But she shook her head, there was a more important matter. Them. "I know you've always wanted it. But right now." she looked at him, in his eyes, and asked him point blank, "Do you love me because it's something you've wanted and you can have it or do you love me because...." she looked like she didn't even know how to finish the sentence. But it was a huge difference. To love her because he loved her and to love her just because presented the opportunity to get what he wanted just so he could say he had it.
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"It started that way....having it to have it. Like your locket. But..." He kept starring off into that lake. There was no erasing things. The things he had done would always be there, and he'd move on even if it stung. "No one's ever given me anything Zoe," his voice was hushed. "Understand that, it puts you in a place I can't even describe with me."
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She looked at him still even while he looked at the lake, "It's not that way anymore..? You don't love me just to have it..? It's more? It's.." she didn't want to say real but that was the word for it. He was unlike anybody she'd ever met and she wanted him so badly to love her but she didn't want him to do it just because she loved him. She didn't want his love unless he wanted to give it. "I just want to know where I am with you.." she knew she was a prized possession but could she possibly be more? Possessions didn't give you anything. They were something you had. And he just said she gave to him..
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"No...." He shook his head, "its not." Maybe he'd kind of started to realize it before, but he wasn't sure until that night she nearly moved in with Mike. When Greed didn't want to be just a body for her. He didn't want to be treated the same way he treated everything in his life.
Even when he'd told George and Wrath that his feelings hung on love, he didn't really get it. This trip amplified everything. He could honestly say he did.
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She leaned up to give him a kiss, warmed by how he felt. "Even if it's only here... it's something I never thought.." she nuzzled into the crook of his neck, happy with what she had. Despite his admission, she was not going to think he felt love for her like this outside of the deadzone. She knew his mortal side cared for her, it had to be enough. For here, for now, it was enough.
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"It's not only here," he said with a little bite. He didn't like her always demeaning it to something she could understand instead of what it was. It hurt continuously. He didn't like that jab. It was a knife in the gut.
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She looked at him because he sounded kinda irritated. But what he was saying wasn't registering with her. "What...?" she seemed somewhere between lost and confused, the word almost coming out as 'wut'. She wasn't ignoring his feelings now and he was still mad?
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He was still cross. Maybe she meant it, maybe she didn't. It still irritated him. "I mean its not just here, Zoe. Its here, New York, Kansas, where the fuck ever. It's the same and its been the same for a while."
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She bit her tongue when she almost said 'what' again. The look on her face was one that said does not compute and anybody that might have been privy to their conversation would never have guessed she was the mortal and he the Sin. She was silent for a good few moments and nope, still didn't manage to sink in so she scrunched up her face and instead asked another W question, "When..?" he had said awhile, she'd assumed he had discovered these feelings when they came here. Tho he'd said them indirectly before they had sex..
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Greed sighed heavily as if she honestly should have picked up on this sooner. "The night you almost moved in with Mike."
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Zoe had an incredulous look on her face, "When I was drunk and high and throwing soap at your head and falling naked out of the tub...?" it really had not been one of her more attractive moments.
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Greed counted off all the things she listed off with her, his brow moving up with each one. "Exactly then."
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She laughed and couldn't believe that this guy was in love with her. "Can I tell you something?" she put her arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss, "You have the worst taste in women.."
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"Mmmm. Nope. I'm awesome. You should know that," he tapped his fingers against her hips. He butted his head against her forehead, "I know what I like."
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She smiled, "Mm, don't you mean what you love?" she couldn't resist saying it. A small blush crept into her cheeks after she said it because it was a really big deal for her, it hadn't totally sunk in yet. The thing was that love wasn't enough, there were so many more problem that they had to face but it was a start. She couldn't help it as she winced, "Are you sure?" she blurted out as an afterthought. As if trying to give him a chance to get out of it. It wasn't that she doubted that Greed could love... she just was having a hard time believing anyone could love her.
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"What kind of question is that?" Even though he'd asked her the same when they'd been about to have sex. "I don't half ass anything. I know its fucked up, but yeah I am."
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She gave him a look, "I'm pretty sure you didn't just go 'wow so I'm going to feel this way now and I'm cool with it.' I know it scared the hell out of me at first. And yes, you're very brave and strong and not afraid of anything but there are some things that are just plain frightening." she kissed him a couple of times, "It's not fucked up," she said quietly, "I mean the situation is fucked up but that you do... that's not fucked up."