Chance Avaritia "Greed" (better_than) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2013-04-15 12:13:00 |
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Current mood: | horny |
Current music: | "Close To You" by Jonathan Clay |
Entry tags: | greed, zoe hansen |
Who: Greed and Zoe
When: Saturday night, Sunday after Greed and Zoe land in Kansas Friday.
What: Greed makes an out of the blue trip for a booty call.
Where: Lebenon, Kansas
Warnings: Fluff, sexual situations, Greed getting serious on human feels.
Status: Complete Shit another log that took over a week :/
Since the new year had begun he and Zoe had made a habit of taking trips outside of New York. It was hard to know if there would be any long lasting effects to Greed’s stability. Not that one could conclude his mental health was ever really there, Greed bounced around like a ping pong ball. Since Lithuania not only had it opened the door to something astronomical, but he had his greedy little hands something forbidden. Truly forbidden. He wasn’t about to give it up. Satan, Lucifer and Lust would literally have to rip the skin off his bones and boil him in hot oil before he un-clamped his hands from this mortal girl he had become totally infatuated with. He had his cars, his money, his fancy apartment, sex, but when he woke up every morning there was one thing he wanted to play with. Zoe was the ring to his Gollum. She was the most precious thing in his tight paws.
He’d convinced her to take a few days to Kansas after Lust had trucked off overseas. He was still sore about that, but his eyes were sparkling for someone else. It was agreed that he made no moves towards Zoe until he had a day to spend collecting himself with his wiped out sinness. Kansas he had forgotten made him a lot more nauseated. There was a lot of slush coming out from the inside, and at one point he was sure he was dying. He’d spent the night in the rental car, woken up by the bright rays of the sun as she peaked over the horizon. He cast an arm over his face, taking a moment to adjust to the daylight as if he were some vampire hiding in the dark corner. He’d had an entire day to pump himself back up with some energy, because this place usually took a lot more out of him. The difference is this time he hadn’t spent the entire day arguing with Zoe when a whammy of emotions came flooding in like a tidal wave. He’d had time to wade through them and return clearer headed. With some food in his stomach. He headed up the stairs to the little bar they had stayed in over Christmas with the single room, this time without the frosty weather.
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It was really difficult to leave Greed knowing he’d be sick but things were so much worse when Zoe was around because they fought like cats and dogs and his emotions were all over the place. It was such a rigorous ritual and price to pay for sex but.. she worried about him and after an early breakfast, she was waiting in the cramped room they’d gotten before. She wore a long flowy skirt with a baby doll t-shirt, her hair loose as she read a book sitting on the bed.
When she heard the door open, she looked up, she was happy to see Greed but she pointed a finger at him, “Freeze!” she eyed him, tilting her head, “How you feeling?” she asked suspiciously, putting her book down.
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He paused the moment she pointed that milky finger in his direction. “What?” he asked somewhat offended. “I’m fine!” he grumbled with a pouty lip. “What you have some invisible force field around the door?” He laughed, his general good humor not completely gone in the middle of his sickly deadzone self. "I've got a shiny lightsaber."
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She stood up on the bed, her bare feet on the mattress. “No, it’s an invisible force field around the bed.” She put her hands on her knees, still not willing to let him closer until they were sure. “Any sickness? Weakness? Hyper emotions?”
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"I think I threw up my last hairball about eight hours ago. I think we're good," he held up two thumbs up. He'd had time to sleep off the intensity. Despite a little lightheadedness he was golden. And human.
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She kept eying him and then slowly smiled and literally jumped on him from the bed so if he didn’t grab on to her they were going to end up on the floor. She’d let out a squeal of pure excitement and happiness before her arms went around his neck and her mouth on his. She loved Greed no matter Sin or Human but they definitely could do things in his human form that were missed in his Sin.
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It was literally the first time they had traveled into a deadzone and not lopped each other off at the knees when they tried to talk to each other.
Her arms were like snakes, her lips a suction cup. Her squeal could have pierced windows. "Miss me?" He purred against her lips.
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She shook her head, “Pffft... no.” she said against his lips, giving him several kisses, saying in between them, “What gave you that idea?” before she kissed him deeply and passionately with everything she couldn’t kiss him with at home. The kind of kiss that would have instantly knocked him out cold if they hadn’t been standing in this spot.
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"Not even a little?" He chuckled between her shower of kisses. Then there was that one that made his stomach run in circles and do flip flops. Her lips were pads of pillows, inviting him in. He accepted.
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When the kiss ended she said breathlessly, “Well.. maybe just a little.” she really wanted him right then and there but at the same time she loved savoring him. She kept her arms around his neck, having to go on tip toe a little since she was barefoot. She moved backwards, pulling him along with her to the bed. This activity was better if they were at the same level.
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He fell to the bed with his back against the mattress, his breath escaping his lungs just a little as her weight collided on him. Her hair was a cascade of streamers hitting his face, tickling the only bare skin on his body aside from his arms. He didn't move or roll over, part of him always liked to be tied and dominated. At least until his patience wore out.
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She kissed him with more hunger than she normally did. She was excited, this was even different than Lithuania, not only because he was absolutely human but because this was going to be their first time as a couple. The thought made her pause and smile as she slowed down a bit and still kissed him over and over but it was different. Still deep heavy kisses but the kind that would pull you into lala land. Her hand pulling on his t-shirt to get it off him.
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Emotional bullshit aside, this was already more fun because they weren't hammering out blows as to what they were, they were both on the same playing field. He lifted his arms over his head giving her the go to rip the shirt right off. His skin was already heating up but not like an inferno. His stomach was still throwing him in somersaults. He might as well have been on a trampoline. With his arms back down his hands gripped into the flowy material of her skirt. There was so much of it he didn't know where to start in getting it off. In the meantime he kicked off his shoes, ran his feet across the mattress to tug his socks down. It jolted her kisses slightly, that sense of urgency already growing.
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She pulled the shirt over his head and it landed somewhere on the floor, her hand already touching naked flesh. She chuckled against his mouth when she could feel him grabbing onto the material of the skirt and not knowing what to do with it. She broke the kiss but stayed close, she took his hand and moved it up to her waist so he could feel the tie string at the side of the skirt. With one tug on the pretty bow, the skirt opened up and slid down her hips. It was important to know how to remove all the pieces of clothing in her wardrobe.
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The wardrobe malfunction was remedied quickly, which would have tried his patience otherwise. Now his hands could caress those long naked legs of hers. He enjoyed her flesh as much as she pawed all over his. The skirt was an added pool on the floor as he craned his neck to bite gently on her bottom lip and drag her back down into a kiss. Exploring her mouth never got old.
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She happily went into another kiss with him, he had the softest lips and knew how to use them. She liked to slowly dip her tongue into his mouth for a more playful kiss that could be deeper. She put an arm around him to snuggle into him as she kept that kiss up, only taking small breaks to breathe but their lips weren’t ever apart for more than literally a second. They didn’t get to do the normal couple things that other people took for granted. They kissed a lot in Lithuania but they still had a lot of problems. This was their first trip as a couple, they hadn’t even fought and she just wanted to enjoy him.
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There was an art to a seductive kiss. Even just an inviting one. What would have been the point of having such delectable lips if he couldn't use them? Lust had taught him that---how to use every part of his body as a tool for invitation.
Even without his Sin he was greedy to eat her up with every kiss. His heartbeat was just a drum against his chest, fluttering up and down from his stomach back up through his throat each time her tongue threaded into his mouth. It wasn't sloppy, it was just a caress as if her tongue were making love in his mouth. Good god he couldn't get enough of it. Even when his lips grew tender and red.
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Her kisses weren’t seductive because she really didn’t know how to be. There was nothing planned about her moves or learned. Her movements were all organic and stemmed from wanting him and loving him. His heart was the thing that always trapped her the most. Being with him like this was just another way to express how much he meant to her.
One long naked leg looped around his jeans, holding him closer to her and she kissed him as if she couldn’t bear to stop. She kinda just wanted to kiss him like this for hours.
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Kissing had become some sort of race. Who could keep it going the longest as they waged this tongue battle on one another. The put all their energy into that after a while they both needed a break.
Greed was still asleep if she stirred. He slept a lot harder in a deadzone because his energy was restricted now. Zoe could use the time to admire him as he was a solid lump under her body, which was a weight keeping him down.
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That was a first, they made out till they passed out. But that was a lot of fun, she was even smiling when she woke up. She lifted her head to look at him but he was fast asleep still. She loved using him as a pillow or a blanket, better than any bed. She watched him knowing full well how ironic the creepy notion was but he was a truly beautiful guy. And he never ever sat still so it was a rare opportunity to view him up close without him turning into a human blur.
Her fingers lightly traced down his muscular arm and stopped at the tattoo on his wrist, following the lines on his skin that shaped the ink meant for her.
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He grunted in his sleep as she wiggled around softly. The bed was rather small and moved against every shuffle of their bodies. He still did not open his eyes, just enjoying the feeling of someone there atop him. It reminded him he wasn't by himself. He felt those soft traces of her fingers but did not move once.
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The bed was smaller than hers back in New York and that was the perfect snuggling size for them, this one was a tiny bit more cramped but she doubted he minded because she certainly didn’t. She played with the tattoo until she’d traced the lines at least thirty times before she moved her hand to his chest. She moved her hand slowly, gliding her fingers over his ribs, feeling the dip and rise of his muscles and the little dent on the side of his stomach where his abs started to form. They brushed over his navel and started to travel down his happy trail.
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The tips of her fingers were like feathers skating down every ridge of his body. He shifted very little once her hand sat just over his belt. He was aware of the feeling but still hanging in limbo between being asleep and awake. Her touches were much softer than Mary, Lust, hell even Pride.
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Zoe turned her lips in for a moment as she watched the steady rise and fall of his chest. It was probably uncomfortable to have his belt on in such a cramped space. Her fingers scurried down a bit further and very carefully undid his belt so he could breathe a bit more but her hand still hovered in the area.
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She could have blown a horn into his ear and he wouldn't have heard it. He stirred a little. The alcohol from the night before was probably sticking around and keeping him like a sleeping baby. There was more room to breathe, as he mumbled in his sleep. He wasn't as heavy of a dreamer as when he was in a deadzone or under one of Satan's nightmare cloud. If he were more awake he would have continued hiding under the guise of sleep, curious as to what she would do.
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She paused when he mumbled but she didn’t think he was awake. She closed one eye, scrunching up her face in thought. Well, maybe she should loosen the pants too. Jeans weren’t all that comfortable to sleep in. So she carefully unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. The tips of her fingers were sitting right at the border of his boxers. She drummed them lightly as if debating.
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He had no idea she was fighting such a hard decision. Or what she was even so curious about. She had seen practically every inch of him or had it on her (or in) at one point or another. She was playing microscope with his body, inspecting the whole package, which she always had every opportunity to do, even before they were officially anything.
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She had seen it but in passing. He had been plenty naked around her before they’d even become a couple the first time. So she’d seen it. She’d touched every part of him but it wasn’t the same. He’d been inside her and so she knew what it felt like but she’d never felt it outside of her. She chewed on her bottom lip and edged her fingers forward, the tips diving under the waistband of his boxers. She’d had the chance before but not like this. He was always bouncing off the walls or if he was awake, he’d be wanting to do something much more rigorous with that part of himself. Right now was the first time he was absolutely still and it gave her free reign to slowly feel him in an entirely different way.
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Whatever war she had been fighting in her head apparently was won out by curiosity. She didn't dive in for a grope like most, hell Lust sometimes got violent and that was a sensitive area. There was an innocence about Zoe despite her previous sexual encounters with him or anyone else. The rouse of fingers did stir him but he still lay halfway asleep. Anymore curiosity and he'd have good reason to wake up.
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Zoe bit her bottom lip and let her hand go further inside his boxers and pretty soon she went from feeling skin to feeling an entirely different fleshy part of him. Her teeth let her bottom lip go as her mouth dropped open a tiny bit. She wasn’t trying to wake him up or arouse him. It wasn’t meant to be sexual as much as exploratory. She’d been with other guys before, had sex, she’d seen and touched penises before but never had she actually taken the time like she was now. She just wanted to know.
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She didn't arouse but the more touching she put in the more it started to pull him out of dreamland. He opened one eye, squinting and then shutting them both again tightly. It was as if she were sitting back to admire every inch of him in a way that no one had done before. Mary had touched, fondled and licked every bit of skin she saw. Zoe was a kitten pawing something new.
"Is this always how you wake a guy up?" He teased, "I don't even get breakfast first?" His voice was sleepy and croaky.
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“Oh!” she was completely startled when he spoke, her hand jetting out of his boxers and to her chest. She looked seriously guilty and said apologetically, “I’m sorry, sorry, sorry...” hiding her face in his chest. She was kinda embarrassed and couldn’t even explain it.
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"No, no, no, explore..." He tickled her side with his fingers, his other arm stretching with a yawn.
He tickled her again. "What were you doing?" He chuckled. "What did you think you'd find down there?
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She laughed out of embarrassment and because of his tickling. She was bright red and couldn’t stop smiling in that mortified way, “Nothing! Nothing, nothing, nothing.” she burrowed into his side, using his body as a shield to protect her from having to answer or look at him, “I... don’t know! You wanna get food?” she asked hopefully as if a sudden switch of subject would make him forget.
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"Ooooooh, it’s not going to be that easy," he sat up on his shoulders lifting up so he could see the pink she was trying to hide. He giggled again, poking his finger on her dimples to get her to look at him. "I'd say its not all that impressive in this position, but have to wonder--" lifted the waistband of his boxers with a squinted eye as if he were making his own inspection.
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She made a face and wrinkled her nose at him when he poked her. She looked at him sort of. Her face was towards him but her eyes were averted. She laughed and swatted his hand, “It’s fine.” she got up and try to subtly move away as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, “Food, yes?”
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"Does feeling me up really make you want food?" She kept suggesting it to hide the embarrassment. It was kind of adorable. He punched the sole pillow behind his head, forming it into place to hold him up. "Come on," he took her hand, held out her pointer finger and drug it onto his chest as it painted invisible lines over his collarbone, down on between the pecs, torso and stopping again at the rim of those boxers. "What were you doing? It works. I promise."
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Her cheeks were still bright pink when he took her hand and tinted up another shade as he led her hand downward. She laughed softly, “I know it works. We tested it out several times.” She shook her head, “Nothing, I was doing nothing.” she finally looked at him with a small sigh, “You’ll think it’s stupid.”
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"Well I know it’s not a petting zoo, but try me." He was curious..not like he'd been handled so delicate before. She didn't even squeeze.
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She tilted her head and gave him a look with a wry smile, “I’m pretty sure it’s been a petting zoo for half the women in New York.” She let him keep her hand near his package and relaxed next to him, looking at their hands instead of him, ‘I don’t know.. I just.” she paused, pressing her lips together, “I mean, obviously I know what it feels like, inside of me. But I’ve never... I don’t know, taken the time to actually.. feel.. it.” she wrinkled her nose knowing she was not explaining this well at all.
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"It's not made out of gold," he couldn't help but laugh. She was so embarrassed. That was why she was ruining mortal girls for him. Stella and Josie might have been shy, but this was different. He let go of her hand, tilting her chin upward so her eyes were directly on him. He'd just spent an entire night just in her kisses. No other girl did that. "You couldn't even just give it a little squeeze?" He laughed again, craning enough to wet her lips with his.
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She smiled and rolled her eyes as another blush hit her cheeks but she was distracted by his kiss. She put an arm around him, snuggling closer to kiss him more, “I knew you wouldn’t understand. I barely do myself...” she nuzzled his nose with hers.
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He grinned against her lips. "I don't mind if you touch. I like being handled." He gave a quick kiss. "So what about the dominant girl I saw last night? I'd like to see more of that girl."
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“That wasn’t for you, it was for me. I wasn’t trying to handle you. I just.. wanted to feel you without it being all... sexified.” she gestured with her hand. She shook her head, willing to leave the conversation behind.
She groaned and pulled away a little with a lazy smile, “You and your weird fetishes...”
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"No there was a definite horny girl last night. I don't get to see that side of you often." Greed knew that everyone held their own faces. Innocence and purity did as well. It was the flip of a coin. He had all of them, but most only had one or two. "So who is she? You went from kitten to a lioness. Now I have the blushing kitten again."
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Her mouth dropped open as if he’d insulted her. She sat up and put her hands on her hips and looked at him with narrowed eyes. Suddenly she shoved her hands on his chest so he was pressed down onto the bed. “She’s your girlfriend..” she answered before leaning down and giving him one hell of a kiss.
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The bed creaked and moaned under the sudden jolt. He was certain they had moved it about an inch from the wall already. He laughed the entire time until she slammed him with a kiss that could have knocked him out cold. He was still questioning if it had or not, there was some recovery of brain cells with that kiss. He stared at her blankly, her hands still keeping him tied down. He liked it.
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Zoe broke the kiss and looked down at him, a hint of a smirk on her bruised lips. The tips of her silky hair caressed his naked chest and she said a little breathlessly, “Take your pants off.” it wasn’t a request.
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She had almost instantly turned back into the lioness. He was a tiny bit stunned. He wasted no time ridding himself of the jeans, which made a clunk on the floor with the belt.
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She couldn’t help but let some laughter bubble past her lips as he quickly shed his jeans. She shook her head, “Hopeless.” she said near his lips before kissing him again. She kissed him like she was trying to take something from him for a few minutes before she broke the kiss and said in a hushed voice but with the same authority, “Take my top off.” he was in just his boxers but she still had a t-shirt and undies on.
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She was trying to take the air right out of his lungs. Her mouth was a cyclone sucking him in. Greed wasn't sure if it was the teasing or what that had reverted her back to the girl who drug him in the door last night or he imagined it. Either way she was on fire.
"Yes mam." He sat up, fingers gliding up her sides under the thin fabric to pull up over her head. It got a little hung up around her arms, but he finally managed to shed it into the growing pile of clothes. Then it was back to sucking on her mouth like a vacuum.
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She wrinkled her nose with a smile as the shirt went over her face, up her arms and finally exposing her body. Her arms wrapped around him tightly, and despite his lack of Sin she was totally greedy for him. one hand went lower and tugged on his boxers, “This needs to go too..... bitch.” she paused and scrunched up her face in a repulsed way. She shook her head and looked at him, his sweet girl back for a moment, “I’m sorry, I can’t call you that. It’s gross and weird.” and it wasn’t her. She looked really amused though. She could be a lioness to a point but apparently that was her line.
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When she called him her bitch he made a face. Coming from her mouth it was just...odd. he wasn't sure he really liked it. It made him shake his body as if it were crawling with ants. "Don't say that. It's really weird." He'd completely forgotten her command in the middle of that, his boxers were still on.
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“I know.. trust me, never again.” she kissed his cheek a few times, “Kinda judging you for liking it when other girls say it.” she slapped his butt with her hand because that was something she had no problem with, she loved his butt. She grinned at him, “But you really do need to lose these like right now.”
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"Other girls aren't you. There's just something incredibly wrong with Zoe saying it," he didn't know why. He purred her name in her ear, flinching at the smack. He purred again this time with no name attached to it, biting down softly on her earlobe and tugging it with his teeth.
He sat up on his knees, teasing her with the waistband by pulling it down over his hip on one side. She was greedier than he remembered. "Uh oh, am I rubbing off on you?" The shorts ended up on the floor.
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She beamed when he purred her name, her breath hitching at the bite. She lay on her stomach and watched him, her legs swinging back and forth. “That is a horrible thing to say. But I’m only human, and being with you is kinda... nice. And we don’t get to do it that often...” she didn’t look at his naked form as she leaned away, wearing captain america undies today. “Buuuuut if you wanna play monopoly instead or something...”
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"Monopoly is always better played with real cash." He'd done it before. That was Greed's version of poker. He laid down beside her, his fingers skirting down her back, starting right between her shoulder blades. She didn't stare at him like most women. When his fingers hit the edge of her superhero undies he snorted. "Captain America, hmm?" His lips skated down the same path his fingers had gone, kisses down her back because it felt soft against his lips. When he reached her shoulder he twirled his tongue on that blank canvas, nuzzling her neck with his nose.
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Zoe grinned, “He’s pretty sexy.” she shivered when his lips went down her back. She tilted her head to give him better access, closing her eyes. “Are you trying to distract me because it’s totally not going to work. We were trying to find something else to do. Parcheesi? Dominoes?” she was only teasing him but as much as she wanted him, there was something satisfying in knowing she had him. He had committed to her and it felt snuggly and warm.
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"All boring," he pretended to whine, continuing his soft torture to her neck, sucking the skin gently with his teeth and then lapping it with his tongue. He'd leave a small mark before moving down her back again. "Still not working?"
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Zoe enjoyed what he was doing to her neck, he’d be able to tell by the small sounds that escape her throat and the way she fidgeted. “What? Oh yeah, no totally not working.” she grinned with her eyes closed, “Hmm Hungry Hungry Hippos? Poker? Chess? Checkers? Are you even listening to me..”
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He made a chomping sound in his throat, his breath feathering her skin. "Hungry Hungry Hippos sounds like a game I could enjoy," he raked his teeth when her skin pimpled under his touch. A soft bite on her side. "I don't know though. What else you got?"
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She shivered again and chuckled, “So I see... or rather feel.” she squirmed when he bit her side, her brain a little foggy, “Ummm.. Connect four? Hopscotch? Hot hands?” her long legs still going back and forth slowly, “What’re you in the mood for?”
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"You know whatever I pick you don't stand a chance." Another soft bite to her opposite side which tickled more than hurt. He wasn't really listening, he was engrossed with all of her long, curvy body parts. He stopped one of her slowly moving legs, the back of his hand gliding down her thigh and to the under curve of her knee. She was losing her train of thought he was certain.
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She slapped the mattress with her hands, “Is that a challenge? Oooo.” she ended with as he gave her another bite. She was silent, mentally picturing his hand and it’s path as she felt it going along her leg, “What were we talking about...?”
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"Games. I think. Something more fun than this..." He got more comfortable, the bed squeaking against his every move. He laid his chest down against her back so he wasn't straining his arm to reach her other leg and pay the same attention to it. Her legs went on for miles.
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“There’s something more fun than this?” she moved her other leg out of reach at first before she let him catch it. “What’s more fun than you using me like a pillow?” she said it with a grin. “By the way because I was thinking right now ‘how cute is my boyfriend’ the girls at work keep wanting to know where you took me for our first date.. have we had a first date yet?”
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"Don't forget what I am," he squeezed her thigh, resting his cheek on the arm he had draped at her side, plucking invisible strings on her leg like one did on the neck of a guitar. "Did New Year's not count? Or Lithuania?" Greed had no real concept of 'dating'. His advice to Wrath had been to mutilate and kill her boyfriend to let off some steam and sexual kink. Greed could handle it. But real relationships and their usual flare was still pretty new. He treated it like a teenager.
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“You are my boyfriend. And a cool dude. You’re smart, and funny, kinda crazy and kinda crazy adorable. You have an okay butt. Am I missing anything?” She liked feeling his hands on her, it was ridiculous how lovely it felt. She thought about it, “Well.. New Year’s could count except that was a horrible ending if that was our first date.” since he had gone off with Lust and forgotten her for days and she was heartbroken and tried to forget it, “And Lithuania was... was.. you know.” she looked at him over her shoulder, “Not that I’m complaining, you’re the weirdest least conventional relationship I’ve ever had and the most serious.”
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"I'm also a deadly sin that has probably damned your soul to hell for this..." He watched her peek over, pecking her cheek with a kiss. His big arms enveloped her turning her so he had more to play with, though he started sucking kisses to the other side of her neck, leaving more little marks. "So we'll make a new one."
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“Oh yeah... I knew I was forgetting something. Oh well, worth it.” she wasn’t overly concerned about her soul being damned. Everyone else was against their relationship, why not God too? She smiled at the peck and snuggled into his arms when he turned her over, wrapping her own around him as he kept feasting on her neck. She gave a huge mock gasp, “Oh... my.. God.. are you asking me out on a date?”
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"You want to spend eternity boiling in a vat of oil because you were greedy for Greed?" He seemed surprised. Mortals sacrificed things for sin all damn day, it was in part to how this all worked. In some way there were those souls that happily went hand in hand with the devil, but the difference was this was his. As a mortal boy he could see what she was sacrificing. "You'll die one day," he stopped his kisses, bright blue eyes looking into hers painfully. He was so serious in that brief moment as if realizing for the first time that one day no matter what he did he would lose her.
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She didn’t know why he was so surprised. She furrowed her brow and touched his cheek because he seemed so upset, “Well.. yeah.” she, unlike him, was mortal. “I know I’ll die one day. We live our life knowing that. But... Chance, you knew that too.” she pointed out gently. She didn’t know what was hitting him so hard.
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He wasn't sure himself. He had flipped himself back and forth so often from mortal boy to Sin boy that it was playing a mental mind fuck. Not to mention he'd held her for a whole night and didn't spend it in a sweaty, tangled mess. There was a barrier he wasn't crossing. She was in everything but her undies and he was taking his time in a way he didn't naturally do. Everything was unnatural here.
"I don't want to not have you here." The idea was painful. What he would ruin. What pain it brought. How still the universe would yank away something so pure from him----because ultimately he was never meant to have it.
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She frowned, getting worried about him, “I’m right here.. I’m in your arms, you have me or well you will in a minute.” she gave him a bewildered smile because she didn’t understand what was going through his mind. She assumed he meant having her here in Kansas.
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"No!" He spoke abruptly, his brows knitted in a hurt expression. "Not forever. I won't always have you." He huffed, blowing a strand of blonde hair from his face. Both of them had distanced themselves from the fact that he was a complete human boy here, and he felt things that even Greed in Lithuania couldn't feel.
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Zoe sighed, “No, you won’t. I want to tell you if things were different but they’re not. So no, you won’t have me forever. I’ll get old and I’ll die. And that’s if you still even have interest in me for that long.” she made sure to touch him, so he could feel her. Her skin on his. She was warm, alive, with him. “I rather you love me as much as possible before that happens. But what matters is what do you wanna do?” she’d struggled with the things he was going through now. With a Sin brain he didn’t really care about her life or her soul or the impact of his choices but here.. well he got to have crazy cats locked in a room which was the mind of a human.
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A child saw things simple. They saw what was right in front of them. They didn't always understand what happened to things when they weren't there anymore. The hurt on his face mimicked that same realization. He may be a man but locked inside was someone so young despite the number of years he had lived. The concept of death and losing something he held so tight without his control was absolutely crushing.
"I don't want to lose you." There was a helplessness in his voice. It actually burned when he'd said it.His eyes glazed over and he didn't care how awful it made him look. It stung inside with a whirlwind of feeling he had never experienced before. This was guilt on a level he didn't understand. He wasn't smacked and put in a corner just because something was wrong or right. He tore things to pieces and ultimately what Patience had told him so many years ago was true.
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She was beyond concerned when she saw his eyes and she wrapped her arms around his neck and held him to her tight. “I don’t wanna lose you either..” she meant it. “But that one day is really far from now. I mean really far. We have so much time together still.” she kissed his cheek, at a loss as to how to help him through this.
She kept one arm around him and used the other to pick up his hand and turn it over so the tattoo on his wrist could be seen. She pointed to it, “This?” she pointed at her own on her side, “And this?” she looked at him, “It means you and I are a pair. We’re bonded to each other. Do you know how rare and special that is? Most people never find that.”
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"But I'm never supposed to have it," his voice broke into a barely audible sound. He looked at the tattoo with sunken eyes. He'd ruined her without ever lifting a finger. "You're okay with that? With having your soul darkened without me ever lifting an ounce of influence." She wasn't purity in its rarest form, even that would be boring, but she was the closest thing he had ever held on to like this. Not because it was love, but because of the world it opened up that as a Sin he would have never gotten to see.
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She took a deep breath and thought about his question, “Is that what’s worrying you? The fact that my soul is darkened by being with you? What’s gonna happen to me after I die?” they were important questions, just ones he’d never bothered bringing up before. He was actually pretty proud to be from hell.
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"You don't belong there," he said it so matter of fact. He was born of hell and all its glory. She had a choice. He swallowed that heavy lump, it burned in his throat.
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She looked a little confused, “Belong where..?” even as a human he had a problem with getting ahead of his thoughts and not letting her in on where he was going.
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"In hell." He grunted frustrated. It wasn't a place she deserved to be. He linked his fingers in with hers. "You should be here. Or there," he looked up to the ceiling motioning towards heaven.
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“Ah.” she kept her hand in his, “So you’re saying you regret being with me.” she knew that wasn’t what he was saying but she had a point to make.
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"No! I didn't say that. But you will. Once you're there..." He looked at their hands flopping them side to side.
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She shook her head, “You and I wouldn’t be together if you weren’t what you are. If I met you like this, a pure human boy, you wouldn’t have looked twice at me. You would have had girlfriends and relationships before. You wouldn’t have put up with my crazy. You would have given me space when I asked for it and we would have grown distant. You would have walked away over and over until I had a breakdown. You and me are here now..” she flopped their hands side to side now, “Because of what you are. It was what gave us a chance to be together.”
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"You really think I'd have been in relationships?" He made an ick face as if she had fed him spoiled food. It lightened up this gray cloud he'd hung over his head, squeezing her hand.
"How can something so wrong feel right?" They clicked. The way they worked together, it was unique. "I guess we should be glad it wasn't Wrath or Sloth you were in love with." It was unique to Greed.
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She grinned and nodded, “Hate to break it to you but you’re quite a catch, some girl would have snapped you up long before me.”
She nuzzled his ear, “Just because some self righteous people claim it’s wrong doesn’t mean it’s not right. And no offense but I doubt I would have fallen for your siblings, any of them.” She rested her cheek on his shoulder, “So many christians think gays will burn in hell too. They say it’s wrong. But all it is is being happy and in love, and how wrong can that really be if that’s what they claim God wants for his children all along?” she raised her brows with a questioning look.
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"What gave it away?" He beamed a bright smile. He slowly lowered it closing his eyes and drawing in her hand.
He snuggled her tighter in his arms. "Can't I just have my own world with you in it?" He whispered softly. "You'd worship me and there wouldn't be any intervention." There was humor in his voice.
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She smiled softly before chuckling, “I like that, just us two. But we’d worship each other.” she gave him a look since he knew she always put them on equal ground. She kissed his neck, snuggling into him, “Still wanna give me up? Maybe if you never see me again I can get a golden ticket.”
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"No!" He squeezed her. He wasn't letting her go, Sin or human. He was still a selfish being. Maybe they could live in their own limbo. Screw hell. Screw heaven.
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She laughed, “You sure? What about my soul and it’s dark spot??” she grinned and rained kisses on his face, “Maybe I can use bleach?” she squirmed until she got her arms around him and knocked him back onto the bed with her on top. A smiling loving girlfriend with big brown eyes and silk hair falling around her face looked down at him, “People give their soul up all the time for fame and riches. Me? I’m getting the most amazing boyfriend for it.” she furrowed a brow and leaned down till she was nose to nose with him, “Hell... you’re kinda a bargain.” she got to have him and his love just for her lil ol’ soul? She’d give so much more.
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"You want me just for my body don't you?" He smiled biting the air when she rolled him to his back. Her hair cascaded like water, tickling his face with its soft ends. He pulled it back, fingers curling around it. "A bargain, eh." He damn well better be. He was Greed.
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She laughed, “Yes, you caught me. It was my plan all along to let you drive me bonkers for seven months all so I could get you into bed. How ever did you figure me out?” she gave him a sweet kiss and when she broke it, she nodded like it was a big deal, “Oh yeah, you kidding me? For one piddly soul, I get to have this.” she poked his chest right over his heart. She didn’t mean his body. “I never thought that would be possible.” especially since in the beginning he’d drilled it into her head they would never be in a relationship or he be able to love her.
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He rubbed the spot she poked, looking there. He felt it beat under that tough muscle and skin. The heart, pounding away as if it could drum right out of his body. It was such a foreign fluttering, a dance that it only sung out when he was with her like this. That heart strummed a similar tune when he was Greed and not this softer human side, but like this he had nothing there to reject it. In some ways maybe his Sin self was getting used to it. He couldn't love naturally, but he damn well tried because why shouldn't he be allowed? He wanted his own beautiful thing, he had it, he'd bite down on it with his teeth if anyone tried to pry his fingers off her and this world she gave him. It wasn't playing make believe anymore. It was real.
He looked back up, his eyes drawing away from the naked flesh that covered that beating organ. "You gave it to me." She let him have what he'd always wanted.
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Her eyes softened, “Do you really believe that..?” she folded her arms on his chest and looked at him, “I think you had it all along. Kinda rusty and dusty but it was there. You just didn’t get to use it much.” she smiled a little. She had his heart now, she was going to try to take really good care of it. Just like he had hers and would crack the damn thing but she knew it was just because sometimes he liked to hold on too tight.
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"It still feels a little funny." He threaded her hair behind her ear, then sliding his finger down her jaw to her lips where he stopped on those lips. His thumb passed over them, gingerly stroking them.
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She let him feel her lips, saying against his exploring, “Funny in a good way or a bad way?” though she sorta understood what he meant because she’d never loved someone like she loved Greed. It was new for her too.
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It was hard to say, but it was hard to ignore how they just fit. His thumb dropped from her lip, sliding over her chin after hanging on the corners of her mouth. "Good," he finally said after letting her hang onto silence.
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Zoe smiled slowly and softly at him. She bowed her head to kiss his thumb and then scooted closer to his mouth, “Good..” she whispered and leaned in to kiss him with the full weight of their discussion and there was no regret in her kiss.
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Greed's hands ran down her arms in a back and forth motion while his mouth enveloped her kiss. Eventually he gripped her legs at the bend of her knees to drag her a little closer. She could practically feel his heartbeat now.
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It was always a trip when he was pure human. He had a lot more doubts and guilt. Lithuania was a good balance of Sin and Human but here, he was a normal boy. It meant he could feel love and love her with everything which was amazing but it meant the bad side of humanity plagued him too. She wanted to make him forget all that. This was their world. Just the two of them, like they’d said. And in their world no one else mattered. She kept kissing him, her hand caressing his side, going down to his hip. She only broke the kiss long enough to ask in a whisper, “Do you want to?” because she couldn’t help but feel he’d been putting off being intimate with her.
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Even in Lithuania feelings got in the way of being physical. Here there was a stop button on what normally made Greed go like the energizer bunny. He enjoyed things that as a Sin he couldn't. He took time. He'd told her before the moment had to be right with her. Unlike Lust and the usual kind of girls, he couldn't just go at it. Zoe required something else. The mood. He nodded at her question, letting his hands slide softly up her legs.
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Her cheeks were a little pink because she felt a little embarrassed by how wanton she was coming across. Normally Greed was the one that was all over her and here she was nudging him for sex. But it wasn’t just sex. It was another way to get to be together. When he was inside her it really was just the two of them away from the bullshit, it became their own little world. Her own awareness was her undoing as she felt awkward for a moment.
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When she paused he wrangled them back to a position he was comfortable with. Zoe was being too awkward, like she wasn't comfortable. He folded her legs out around his waist, causing the bed to creak under the shuffle as he pressed her back down into the mattress. He hesitated a moment, just letting his fingers run up and down her leg, settling at the curve of her butt. The other hand brushed her hair back for a kiss.
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Sexy times worked when you got caught up in the moment. When you were aware, it was uncomfortable and awkward and you suddenly realized that you both were naked. But just like that they were reversed with him on top and taking back the reigns since she fumbled. She looked in his eyes as he touched her, her lashes lowering as he went for the kiss.
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Whatever strength she lacked he always made up for, and that wasn't just Greed. When she pulled he pushed back, that was pure Greed without the Sin. His first kisses were soft, even patient, but then they turned heavier, deeper. Drawn out but dragging her in. He couldn't be in this mood alone, he had to pull her back into it. His whole body went into that kiss, locking the air from her lungs and pulling her body closer to his so they'd stick together. Only when he knew she wasn't in that awkward place would she lose the last barrier between them. It was about building up the moment first.
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Her hands rested on his sides as he started to kiss her, but they pressed into his flesh the deeper his kisses became. Her arms went around him, her hands on his back as she wanted to keep him close. His kisses always rolled that fog into her mind that made all her walls crumble, forgetting everything but him.
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If she lost the excitement, so did he. He couldn't enjoy this otherwise. His kisses picked up their pace until they both needed a moment for air. His hands were still gripping her thighs, a finger or two venturing under the cotton fabric where the line of her hip met her thigh. He pushed the barrier enough to tease her and say 'you want it? You have to take what you want.'
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She was a little out of breath and when he teased her like that, she gave him a look that said you bastard. She bucked her hips under him to bump against his crotch, kissing him on the lips with a nip at them as well. Was he torturing her or himself with this?
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As many times as they'd had sex in Lithuania, for some reason this was different. At her movement, he wrapped his arms around her back, one strong hand pressing at the small of her back to keep her hips nestled right there. When she was antsy enough she would wiggle around. He wanted that frustration from her, to reach that point where she couldn't take anymore teasing. Because that's what temptation was. That was what everything felt like for Greed. As if he were doused in some super human high tech frequency that pumped up his senses. When he wanted something it was agony when he couldn't have it.
He kissed her again, soft and slow. He didn't just ram his tongue down her throat. He tasted her. His hand creeping further from her back to the curve of her butt, but he was deliberate in how he moved his hand with his mouth. With her eyes closed her imagination would get the best of her. Anticipation. He didn't expect here that it would be any different than it had been in Lithuania, though that section of Cosmo had his hopes high.
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She wasn’t used to his teasing being so intense and drawn out. Sure they could take their time with each other, hours in fact, but this one sided torture was entirely new. Her desire for him was shooting through the roof and he was still going at this agonizingly slow pace. She whined against his mouth, squirming under him as her hands grabbed onto him hard. She didn’t know how much longer she could stand this before she went insane.
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If she gripped him any tighter she'd leave bruises. He tugged on her lip with his teeth with a maniacal grin. "Now you know what its like to be Greed." He let go of her lip with a whisper, his hands rolling the sides of her undies down. He wanted her to go insane.
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She whimpered when he bit her lip, her toes curling in anticipation. “I’m gonna know what it’s like to strangle Greed if you make me wait anymore..” she said in a hushed voice as she kissed and sucked along his neck. She wasn’t a violent person but she felt like she was going to burst and he was enjoying it way too much. Her hips wiggled to help him along with his laborious task.
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"That a threat?" He unhooked her legs to discard the now offensive undergarment, freeing her of one barrier but still not giving in to her threats. He knew what she wanted. She could take it.
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She bit her bottom lip and didn’t know if she could form words that would make sense anymore. Her nails dragged slowly against his back to curl against his skin when he purposely continued to tease her. When did the roles get reversed? Apparently in pure human form Greed had the patience to drive her insane. She arched her back when he still wouldn’t give in but with no barriers between them, her legs, long lean and damn strong grabbed him by his hips in a crushing hold. He was so close to the point of entry, and if he resisted much longer, she would just have to help him along.
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Her nails bit into flesh. He liked that. It meant she was on the verge of insanity. It was a game to him. Watching her squirm, the longer she did the more frustrated she became. He smiled at her, devious and mean as it was before hooking his hands on her legs. Only until she was about to scream at him did he give in. He was surprised to learn this time his skin didn't even burn. In Lithuania there was still an amount of pain. Here----well he'd never had sex as a pure human boy.
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Without the pain to distract even in the least, all there was left was pure sex and raw emotion and he got to experience it from the other side fully. What Zoe felt every time they came together. She inhaled sharply when he finally went in and her nails dug in deeper without meaning to. Her eyes were drowning in much more than desire, it was love. It was them as one right now an just together. In this moment family, saints, virtues, friends, enemies, none of that was a thought anywhere in her mind. It was him. It was her. And that was all she ever wanted.
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He gave her a chance to exhale that sharp breath before a kiss, rocking his body to that same motion he'd done so many times before. This was different though, and when he couldn't hold on to her legs anymore he moved to her sides.
No Sin should ever feel this. But he was dripping with emotions he hardly knew where to place. It was just all on her, waiting for that gasp in her breath, his name, anything. It felt so different.
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When his hands moved to her sides, her legs wrapped around his waist, locking him to her. It was one of her favorite things to do even in Lithuania and that hadn’t changed here. She welcomed his kiss, only breaking it when her breath would hitch or a moan would be delivered right into his mouth. Her hands were all over him, one climbing up his back and into his hair. She always said she could live without sex with him but that didn’t mean it wouldn’t suck because she really loved it. And not because it was sex or good sex or even great sex (which it was), but because it was with him.
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His back was littered with goosebumps, his body actually shaking as this escalated. His heart was beating so fast. Eventually, he felt like it was floating above them in some higher level of spirituality than he knew existed. With her moans he matched it. When her hands snaked into his hair it sent a shiver down his back. He almost felt like he could cry without knowing why.
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As much as Zoe wanted him, the desire game was long over, this was all her, all her love and her heart just laid out for him. This was how they got to be together that they didn’t otherwise. In a way it was interesting that they could only have sex in deadzone’s, because it was the one place where he could feel so much more than just their bodies. It was about emotion and love, and that need that she had described to him months ago. Her kisses were intense and she loved being on this journey with him, her body warm and starting to become covered in a sheen of sweat.
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It never felt like this. It was excitement and vulnerability all at once. This topped Lithuania. Sex was never more than just sex. This was----well he had no way to tell her how unreal this was. He couldn't form words or thoughts. It was just a build up of emotion and feeling. His breath hitched and he broke that last kiss. Both their bodies were building to that moment she always wanted him to wait for. Here he could.
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She was used to not having an orgasm unless she was in control and working with him to slow him down. So when she felt that rise that meant it was going to happen, she was surprised. She gulped in some air and kissed his neck before just letting her lips rest against his skin, mouth open and trying to remember to breathe as she tensed up, her hips squeezing him tight. She hoped he was there with her because if he didn’t and she did, well that would be new and sad territory.
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He buried his head in the crook of her neck, he was losing his thought to breathe as quickly as she was. He bit down on his lower lip as she tensed. It was the first time he didn't need her to get him through this or give him the right patience. He held on as tightly as he could as they came through that moment together, a tangle of limbs, sweat and elevated heartbeats.
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Wow. That was the only coherent thought in her head as they came off the high. She was breathing hard and her eyes fluttered closed because she just kinda wanted to lay here for a year or so. It was always surreal to feel his warmth spread inside her at the tail end of her own O. It was almost like an accomplishment. She didn’t move, her legs still locked around him, she just let her head flop to the side and looked at him, she was literally glowing.
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He didn't move. He couldn't. He just collapsed on her until he had energy to move again. He rested his cheek against her shoulder, catching his breath. There near the end, he'd skipped out on it. Once he'd caught it, his heartbeat evening out he could start to piece together some thoughts.
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She liked the feel of his weight on her, as long as he wasn’t trying to imitate a child with his mother, that always creeped her out but he had done it less and less. This? This was a man that just made love to his girlfriend and was laying on her like a human blanket. And she loved it. She couldn’t speak yet or move much. Her hand that was on the back of his head lightly scratched his head before her fingers went through his hair down to the nape of his neck.
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He shivered slightly at her gentle caress down his neck. He liked feeling her fingers in his hair. It was calming. He still just lay there on her trying to form two words together in his head.
"Never felt like that..." He eventually said, eyes closed, kissing her shoulder.
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She kept her eyes closed because it was too much effort to open them but she smiled, “Is that good..?” her fingers still playing in his hair.
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"Mmmmmm," he hummed letting his hands go from her sides and sliding them up under her hair that spilled out on the mattress. The soft motion of her fingers kept him still. He could sleep like this. He kissed her shoulder again, elbows into the mattress so he could look into her eyes. His were glazed over with a childlike wonderment. He had no words to describe it. He brushed some hair from her face, a soft kiss on her lips.
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She smiled up at him, it was dreamy and very satisfied. She kissed him back as best as she could without moving, her bones felt like jelly. “Was Cosmo right..?” she asked through heavy lidded eyes. It was mind blowing for her but she really didn’t know if it got better for him like he’d hoped for.
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"I could write my own book about that." He pushed himself up, catching her eyes in a glance before flopping onto his back. He didn't leave her there though, dragging her by the arm to follow.
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She chuckled lightly, “Oh really? How would chapter one go?” she shivered when he moved, her body still sensitive to the slightest touch once he was out. She was completely limp in his hold, “Uggggh am I moving?” she was not.
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He pulled half of her on top of him, her chest in a cross against his. He dragged his hand into her hair. He thought a moment, his free hand tapping his bottom lip. "First sentence would be like damn. Dot. Dot. Dot." He laughed lightly, but it didn't last. He was still trying to get some energy through his body.
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“Gah...” was all she got out when he dragged her on top of him, it took her mere seconds to curl up on him. She laughed into her folded arms and peeked out at him over them, her eyes sleepy but happy, “I’d buy a copy.”
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"I'll get you the first edition." He chuckled, fingers still happily combing through her hair. "I don't think I was ever supposed to feel that."
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She closed her eyes, liking the sensation of his fingers in her hair, “Was it really different from Lithuania?” she genuinely wanted to know. He’d said something similar about their time there.
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"Yeah," was his quick response. He never stopped the motion through her hair, though he'd like to trade off. He was equally fond of her threading her fingers through his hair. "I forget here there's no Sin at all. There Greed was still thumping around. It was still painful...it was still sex. This..." He couldn't really describe.
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“Mmmmm.. really?” she was perfectly comfortable using him as a pillow while he combed his fingers in her hair, it felt so nice, she could fall asleep. Her eyes opened a crack, “This what..?”
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"I don't know...it freaked me out a little. I wasn't expecting all that," he waved his hand in the air, stopping the soft motion through her hair. "Feeling everything at once." As a human it was overwhelming.
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She frowned, immediately concerned. That didn’t sound good. “Bad feelings everything all at once or...?” he was being kinda vague and she didn’t know if she should panic.
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"No---just. It's never felt like that before." He pouted because she seemed to stiffen up a little. "It was just a lot of everything. A lot of you and this." He pointed to his chest at his heart. Sex was never about the other person. It had been a struggle in Lithuania to involve more than his own desires. This had been so different. It was more than heaven. It was plain spiritual.
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She looked at him for a moment and then slowly moved, crawling up him. She dropped a kiss on his chest at his heart and then sighed as she nuzzled into the crook of his neck, her body fitting snuggly with his. “Too much?” which was a joke since Greed was the King of ‘more’.
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Greed laughed loud, a giant grin on his face. "No. Never." Human or Sin he didn't know the meaning of less.