WHO: Greed and Zoe w/Andras WHEN: Thursday night WHERE: Greed's apartment, theatre WHAT: Going to see "The Great Gatsby" WARNING: Demons, love kidnappings
Greed had been wanting to see The Great Gatsby since its release. Since he and Zoe were big into trying things out in the open he made this a movie night. He'd asked her to meet him at the theater. When she showed he would already be in line at the concession stand filling up the bar with all kinds of goodies.
Unlike how she had seen him earlier in the day, he was dressed a bit more casual. Not quite the tshirts she'd asked for, but definitely wrinkable. ___________________ Zoe showed up in something even more casual than Greed, brown boots, jeans, a fitted white tee and a plaid shirt that was open and loose on top. She had told him she’d wear plaid and so she did. She could spot where he was by the pile of food and walked up behind him, knowing she’d have to buy her own snacks and none of his goodies were for her. “I don’t know if I’m allowed to touch..” she said looking him up and down. As always when he wasn’t wearing t-shirts and jeans, she just did not know if it was an outfit he’d freak over if she hugged him and caused a flawed appearance. ____________________ "You're wearing plaid." Already he was trying to imagine what was under it all. He inspected her by circling her like a cat. He held out open arms which indicated she was allowed to step inside his bubble. That was his hint he wanted to touch now that he was outside of the office setting. "I was going for theme." Then he remembered he'd not told her what movie he'd picked. She looked tasty despite the plaid. Nice fitted jeans. Sexy boots. He had a lot to be happy about. ____________________ “I told you I would.” she turned her head to follow him part way as he prowled around her, finally grinning and putting her arms around him, giving him a squeeze. She leaned her head back and gave him a kiss, a proper one on the lips, not the little pecks and cheek kisses at the office.Her nose staying against his even after the kiss broke. _______________________ "Mmmmmhm" he hummed against her lips, his arms quick to envelope her like rope. He tied around her just the same, squeezing tight. He also hung onto her lips like glue. Sticking even though she broke it. He obviously didn't want her to. "Mmmmmooore," he hummed, rubbing his nose back and forth, side to side on her button nose. _______________________ She laughed, her eyes crinkling as he demanded more and gave her eskimo kisses. “We’re going to miss the movie..” she pointed out but her lips were already finding his again for one more kiss. They always looked like teenagers in love and it was really fun being able to be that way in public for all to see. ______________________ "54.65 sir," the boy at the concession stand said as he cleared his throat. He waited another ten seconds before saying it again, this time as an interruption so that he could keep his line moving. There were already groups starting to roll in through the door.
Greed handed over his credit card but when the kid swiped it said error. He tried again and again. "The card doesn't work sir, do you have another one." Greed pulled away from Zoe with a disgruntled face. "What do you mean there's an error?"
"It means you don't have money or something is wrong with the magnitizer. Do you have another card?" Greed didn't get embarrassed like most people when he'd used up funds. He just got mad. ______________________ Zoe looked nervous, her eyes going from Greed to the boy and back, before Greed had a chance to react, Zoe took her own credit card and handed it over. It was a hefty price for a snack and she wasn’t going to be able to get anything herself but she’d pay everything in her meager bank account if it meant to keep Greed calm and by her side.
She put an arm around Greed and kissed his cheek, “It’s fine, it’s okay, we’ll use mine or we’ll miss the movie.” but the thing was she was worried about him, he’d been having money issues for a couple of months now but she couldn’t say anything. Tell the sin of Greed he should budget? She didn’t want to get dumped. _____________________ That was the third credit card he'd maxed out. Maybe the foruth? It wasn't the first time. This went hand in hand with being Greed. He collected as much as he spent. Right now he was bingeing on all that he'd raked up since his new apartment.
"I have other credit cards," he pouted, though there was a chance some of those were hanging on a few dollars too. His paychecks weren't coming in fast enough to fit the hole Lithuania and Kansas had burned into his accounts. And he had lots of accounts to hijack...they were all hitting low numbers. _____________________ Zoe kept her arm around him, squeezing him, “I know. But my treat, I barely ever get to pay.” she smiled and kissed him again on the cheek as the guy rang them up. She was in a tough spot, because she wanted to ask if he was financially okay but she had a feeling that it would insult him. His sin things were a touchy subject. She’d need to figure out how to approach this. ___________________ It could be an insult because Zoe wasn't just the average toy who he used to get what he wanted (to some extent). He liked spending money, so taking it out of his hands stung a bit. He loaded up the goods and made way to the theater. It was a balancing act all the popcorn, pizza, nachos and drink---wait! He'd spied the counter. He hadn't picked up the pretzel bites.. ___________________ Zoe picked them up and shook them at him to show she got them as she followed him into the theatre. “Chance.. I was thinking, maybe we could have more date nights at home?” it’d be one way to save some money. When they were out, no matter where they went, Greed managed to spend more money than her rent. ____________________ "I thought you liked going out?" He said after sticking his tongue out to scoop up a few kernels of popcorn up that were overflowing from the top of the bag. They had done very well at going out and boasting that they were together. It was usually when things tended to come crashing down. ____________________ She sat down next to him, “I do...” she smiled some as there was a kernel stuck to his face which she leaned over and smooched off his cheek and into her mouth. “But I don’t know.. it’s nice to stay at home and not share you with anyone.” plus people kept ruining their dates out. She knew if she phrased this in that way, Greed would be more open to it. And his bank account maybe would stop bleeding as much.. ____________________ He plopped down with his food, half of it going into the seat beside him. The popcorn was gripped between his hands. He marked out imaginary lines. "My popcorn." Though if she were cunning enough she might get a bite or two. "If you want any you have to give me a kiss, a grope, something for it. Got it?" That was a warning. She had to give up something.
He moved right in front of her face, nose to nose. "Good I don't like to share you either." he whispered. ____________________ She smiled softly when he got right in her face and whispered that to her. It was possessive but it warmed her heart to hear it. She pressed her nose against his and gave him a kiss. When it broke, she looked at him and raised her brows, “Where’s my popcorn?” a kiss for some kernels. _____________________ Greed held up a kernel between his fingers. "This?" He rubbed noses again, holding it near to taunt her by circling it like a fly. He giggled just as a group came in, filling up the seats.
He sat the kernel right in front of her lips, pulling it away just as fast to chomp down. "Alright, alright." He held out another kernel for her. _____________________ She laughed and playfully smacked him when he kept teasing her with the kernels. She made a face at him, “I don’t trust you.” she eyed the kernel and looked at him, “I gave you a kiss.. you owe me. Come on.” she crooked her finger at him and opened her mouth a little so he could place it in. ____________________ He stuffed the second kernel in his mouth with a laugh. When he went for the third he finally set the fluffy, salt and buttered kernel in her tongue where it would dissolve into salty goodness...
More people started to pour in, leaving a few open rows. A few kids jostled past them to get to the string of seats near Zoe. _____________________ Zoe huffed when he ate the popcorn himself and then smiled when he fed her some finally. She gave him a kiss for it. She wasn’t paying attention to the other people around them, she was a girl out with her boyfriend. ____________________ He gave her another one seeing if she would hold her part of the bargain and continue with her salty kisses. He would keep feeding her popcorn as long as he got what he wanted. Even the pushing and shoving of other bodies didn't break him out of this moment, but it wasn't long before the lights started to dim and the previews roll. ____________________ Zoe gave him several kisses and she was sure they were nauseating everyone there but she didn’t care right now. The armrest between them was up and she snuggled into his side as the previews started and then blinked and whispered to him, “I don’t even know what we’re watching..” ____________________ She fit perfect against him, snug into a tight spot so there was nothing between them. They looked more relaxed as if on their own couch and not a public filled theater. He chuckled to himself not saying what the movie was as he propped his feet up on the chair in front of him, his arm draping around her shoulders. Which she seemed completely content with. A distinct contrast to their last movie outing. She wasn't in tears or tense. She was comfortable. ____________________ Her body automatically relaxed when she was like this with him. She felt safe and she could let her guard down because Greed was like a forcefield no one could penetrate. As the opening credits happened, she went, “Ohhh.” softly and settled in to watch the movie with him. Her hand swiping a few kernels and giving him just as many kisses while the establishing shots of the film happened. ___________________ It reminded Greed of old times. Centuries that were more about the social life and gossip. It was fun to pretend with all those people who paraded around in their own fake realities. Greed ate it up.
As the movie waned on through, Greed started getting more and more kisses in between slow shots and cared less about the popcorn. He was focused on the company and how she was glued to him. When he did turn to watch, there was lots of bright colors, fancy costumes, memorable music. He had moments he giggled with excitement. Under the glitz and glamor it was a love story, and Zoe had figured out how much he enjoyed those. ___________________ At some point, the deal for kisses for popcorn was forgotten, sometimes Zoe having popcorn and giving kisses randomly, long slow kisses that looked and felt like they could be in the movie itself. She wasn’t surprised that Greed had picked this film. He was actually a sap at heart though he never wanted anyone to know it. You’d think he’d be rooting for the couple to die or something horrible, but no, deep down he was a romantic. Deeeeep down.
At the end of the film, Zoe paused and frowned. She finally looked at Greed, “My legs are asleep.” the seat next to her was empty so she’d curled her legs up under her. _______________________ They had spent practically the entire film making out. Covered in little kisses. The distraction of the film was what kept him clear headed without getting carried away. It was the first time he'd left a pizza, nachos and pretzel bites untouched. Glutt would have been offended. At least now he had a snack.
Greed dropped his feet from the chair and stood with a long stretch. He held out his hand for Zoe to take and wobble to her feet. _______________________ She gripped his hand tightly and used it to pull herself to her feet, bouncing a little to get the circulation back in her legs, “We’re going to have to rent that on DVD so I can see the whole thing..” she grinned since there were parts she hadn’t been paying attention to. She looked at the untouched food and looked at him, “I guess we have, or well, you have dinner.” _______________________ “I’m sure I could bootleg it...” Stealing even though the world wide web was stealing. For Greed it was more than a rush (because he could pay a heavy penalty whether it was online or in the real world), it was a necessity. Almost like how people needed water to survive. Greed needed to take things or barter. He was his own pirate.
He picked up the food off the chair, stuffing it up under his arm, popping a pretzel bite into his mouth. He gave her a kiss stealing her lips again and then popped one in her mouth. No cheese. That he wasn’t giving up. _______________________ She blinked and smiled when he stole a kiss and gave her another piece of food. She held his hand as they made their way down the seats, “That was such a sad love story.. it makes me want to just go home and curl up with you.” ______________________ “Did you see that car?! And that mansion...ah....” he threw his head skyward. “omgodiwantit!” Everything in that movie was pretty and colorful. Of course Greed wanted it. That bright yellow car made him weep. He could have sunk in through the screen to take it, but Zoe had encapsulated him too with her sweet, salty lips. He walked ahead of her, dragging her arm with their enclosed hands with him. It was a little game of tug-of-war as they made their way through the people and parade of steps. ______________________ They just stepped out of the showing hall when Greed heard a smooth voice say, “Trying to recapture the glory days, Avarice?” the man was a hair taller than Greed, he wasn’t nearly as muscular but he was fit and definitely dressed nicer than Greed was. He flashed a smile of pearly whites and his eye wandered to the pretty little accessory that the Sin was toting with him. ____________________ Greed immediately stiffened his hand tightening on Zoe's. His Sin face went on the moment he gave Andras a fake, white toothed smile. "Did Satan let you come out to play? Since when do hell hounds play movie tag?" He stood in front of Zoe, obstructing the demon's view. "Where's your leash or your languid pet?" ____________________ Andras gave a ‘tut tut’ look to Greed, “You know Satan plays den mother to your lot, not me. Otherwise, I’m just a hard working employee like everybody else.” the fact Greed was purposely blocking his view made him even more curious. “D? He’s around.” He stuck two fingers in his mouth and let out a sharp whistle. Nothing happened as far as any mortal could tell but through the crowd stalked the hairy beast that Greed had met months ago. Hell Hounds could only be seen by hell folk or their targets.
Zoe was nervous because she had no idea what was going on but mentions of Satan meant this person was someone she did not want to tangle with. She stayed behind Greed, only peeking out a little, confused as hell when the man whistled. She was calm and had no idea that the large wolf’s ears had perked and he’d walked right up to Greed and put his paws on the man’s shoulders and a giant blubber tongue came out and licked the side of Greed’s face. Andras narrowed his eyes, “D, you whore.” The wolf never forgot a scent. ______________________ "So what did you get an afternoon off?" He chided with a sarcastic tone. Greed twitched his nose in disgust at the wet slobber on his cheek. He wiped it away with hand sloshing what Zoe couldn't see. Now he felt sticky. He slapped his hand into mid air, wiggling his shoulders to brush the dog off. Seriously, he didn't want dog hair all over his clothes. ______________________ “Waiting for a deal to pan through. What about you..” sharp blue eyes went again to his side where Zoe stayed silent. Not immortal. But she wasn’t trying to engage him. Maybe a slave? She obediently took the food that Greed had handed her. “You bring your dog to the movies too?” referring to Zoe.
The wolf got down, Greed’s swats playful to him but the reason for it was he caught another scent, a familiar one. Large paws thudded on the ground and he sniffed the floor like he was going to inhale it, snuffling closer to Zoe’s shoes. ______________________ “Oh? Thought you’d catch a movie first? Get some popcorn then rip apart some hapless victim?” He stepped to the side pushing the dog’s nose from Zoe’s feet, which to her looked like he was shoving air around with his shoe. “Keep your hound at bay. He can go play tag with someone else.” ______________________ Andras shook his head, “They aren’t victims, they’re clients. I don’t go where I’m not called...” he trailed off as he watched the wolf curiously who barely budged with Greed’s nudges. Zoe was so confused but still didn’t dare to say a word.
Andras looked past Greed, right at Zoe, “Have we met before..?” ______________________ Greed narrowed his eyes sharply. Andras was edging into very dangerous territory. Suddenly that blank fog that had been covering Greed’s mind opened up to the months before when he first took Zoe in as his pet.
Before Zoe could answer he snapped a cold and chilling question. “That was you?” ______________________ Andras looked at the little mortal that didn’t get a chance to answer and then at Greed. He didn’t remember Zoe, but his wolf did. Greed was bigger but Andras’ wolf was next to Zoe, long sharp fangs peaceful but would rip to shreds anything at his master’s command. “What was me.” he was more intrigued than intimidated. ______________________ Zoe had been a mess that night. She had hooked Greed to her like a fish with a wire and bait coming out of his mouth. He had thought at the time it had been the other way around, but he was as tied to her fishing line as she was to his own. He looked down at the massive mutt that Andras had ready to pounce if it felt necessary. “Keep your mutt on a leash. Or find some other snack for him to bite.” This one was off limits. This one was his. He was throwing out some threats, but this was a demon that liked making deals. Greed wondered what kind of deal he could make fancy enough that the bastard would move on and keep his girlfriend’s scent off the dog’s nose. ______________________ Andras patted the wolf’s head and suddenly clarity came back to him. “The Greek professor.” he wagged a finger at Greed, “Satan asked she be given a warning without touching her..” he flashed a handsome smile to Zoe, “You were supposed to die.” Greed would be able to feel Zoe’s death grip on his hand as she shrank back even further behind him, her big doe eyes staring at the demon.
Andras turned back to Greed, “You saved her? That’s kinda romantic.” he wasn’t mad or upset, he almost never was. And he wasn’t threatening to attack Zoe now. It was like he was talking about a football game or something. ____________________ "Well so sorry to have messed up your plans." It had been because of that night that things for Zoe and Greed went down this path. He tapped his foot, arms crossed against his thick, puffed out chest. "This your client or can you call off the wolfhound's sniffer." Greed had already pissed on his territory. ____________________ Zoe put a hand on Greed’s waist, literally using him as a shield as she just prayed and waited for this to be over.
Andras shrugged, “Satan asked me to do a job. I did it. I don’t really care if she lived or died. But she can be a client if she likes. I’m looking for someone who can get pregnant.” he leaned to the side and looked Zoe up and down like she was cattle. He offered a friendly smile, “Is there anything you want, sweetheart?” he was smooth, it was snake oil that he sold. Easily talking about ending her life in one sentence and offering her heart’s desire in the next. ______________________ "Any deals you make are with me. Her cards aren't out on the table." It wasn't even an option. Zoe wasn't allowed to get tangled with demons too. There was enough on their plate as it was. ______________________ Andras smiled at Greed, “That’s not how it works, Avarice.” he looked back at Zoe who turned her face away almost like a child hiding behind a parent, her hand holding onto the side of Greed’s shirt so tightly, it was definitely going to be wrinkled. Andras looked her up and down again, “Everyone wants something.”
He looked back at Greed, “But you in the market for a deal?” and that same charming smile back in place. A deal with a demon, especially this one was tricky. He never lied. He always gave you what you asked for. But it came with such a price you always regretted it even though you walked in with eyes wide open. ____________________ Greed let his arms drop. He was still defensive with his chest puffed out---but it was obvious the wheels were turning. He was contemplating. "Your deals always come with a price. It's all in the details. I know how you work." He had flashed a pretty deal at Greed before and the result was not what he had expected. ____________________ Andras shrugged with his hands and an easy smile, “We all gotta make a living.” those ice blue eyes were watching Greed carefully, like a hunter with prey. A Sin was a dangerous thing to tangle with if you weren’t from the hell family but Andras was not only a demon, he was a cut different from the rest. No one ever won with one of his deals, he always made sure of it. “What would you like?”
Zoe let go of the side of Greed’s shirt and took his hand, squeezing it, a silent way of telling him to not go further down this road. Whoever this guy was he was not giving off a very good vibe. And hearing them now, this was not going to end well. She knew the little gesture showed that there was something more intimate between her and Greed than just master and pet but she wanted him to walk away. ___________________ There was nothing better than dangling a possibility in front of Greed as bait. It was a gesture that could hook its fish. Greed knew from the past that he wouldn't not get the end result or benefit he hoped for if he shook his hand for a deal. But, Greed also was trying to run the pros and cons before salivating too heavy. When it came to deals with hell, oh the consequences could burn. He knew, he was cut from hell, it wore a very convincing and pretty smile.
"What do you get out of it? Seeing a Sin flop around like a fish out of water? Sorry, I'm kinda not into being hell's amusement park ride for thrills." Even so, he was still contemplating. There was a possibility he could keep Zoe out of the clutches of his sister and the rest of his family that might want to watch Greed squirm.i. ___________________ “Oh, you know how it works. It depends on what you want, the exchange will have to be equal. In my eyes. I could ask for a button from your jacket or I could ask for your life. All depends.” he was calm and the definition of cool. For a demon, he was one of the only ones to never lose his temper. “It’s just curious.” his eyes drifted again to Zoe who was clutching Greed’s hand, “What does the great Avarice want that he can’t get himself..?” __________ "Curious is my game. You're a deal broker and I'm a scam artist. I know whatever I throw at you is going to get twisted." He felt Zoe's squeeze but did not look at her. He could feel her pulse quicken rapidly through her palm. "I want to keep irreplaceable things from being baited at me. I don't want collateral damage. I want insurance on my things." He wasn't offering a deal though. He was stating the fact. "You are baiting me though." He whipped out his finger to shake in the air. __________ Andras smirked and looked to the ground with a ‘well...’ expression on his face. “I never lie, you know my rules.” the only demon who didn’t because it was much more fun to trap people with the truth. He flashed a grin, “I’m doing no such thing. You’re asking me for insurance. I can leave if you don’t want my services.” he knew how the Sins worked. Especially those of excess. First dangle something in front of them and then threaten to take it away. They were like bratty little kids. ______________________ Greed tapped his foot. He wasn't ready to go on this deal just yet, it wasn't even a deal. "Your contracts make me pay heavy in the end though." He twirled his fat bottom lip between his fingers. "What would I have to lose?" He was getting the details laid out first. ______________________ “It depends on what you ask for.” His eyes again went to Zoe who was now resting her brow against Greed’s back, hating this conversation. He smiled at Greed, “But I’ll make it easy. A kiss. From her.” he casually pointed at Zoe. The girl visibly tensed, she really did not like this conversation. ____________________ Now Greed stiffened. This already wasn't music to his ears. "A kiss? Seems a bit inappropriate doesn't it? What would be the point to that. Mortal girls aren't really your thing." Greed did not like this. ____________________ Zoe looked at Greed in disbelief, he wasn’t saying hell no right away?
Andras in the meantime rubbed his chin, “Yours is not to question what I ask for. It’s the fine print of the contract.” he smiled at Zoe, reaching out to touch her candy floss hair, “Besides, she’s cute. For a mortal.” _____________________ He slapped the demon's hand away immediately. "No touching." It was in that action alone that told Greed he couldn't go through with this. He would end up throwing Andras to the ground and spend the next hour being mauled by his pet dog. Greed really didn't want to be picking teeth out of his gut and worrying about rabies.
After another long contemplative moment which seemed like he may sway towards Andras' deal he shook his head. "No. Can't do this." Maybe another time when things were a bit more pressing. _____________________ Andras held up his hand in surrender when Greed swatted it away. The Sin was right, this demon had little interest in mortals. What he had been trying to gauge was how important this pet was to him. And she seemed to rate high if he not only saved her but wouldn’t let Andras even taste her. True, the Sin was obsessive of everything he owned.. but there was something else there. He took a step back, “Shame.” his eyes went to Zoe as the words were said to Greed, “I’ll be around.” the demon had a habit of turning up in moments of desperation. But since there was no deal to be made, he took his leave. He whistled and the wolf lifted his head, hitting Zoe’s leg and not noticing, bounding after his master as he disappeared into the crowd.
Zoe jumped, “Oh!” when something hit her and there was nothing there, she still had Greed’s hand and was shaking. She wanted to go home. And she did not look happy. ___________________ He squeezed her hand tighter when the dog breezed by. He could still smell the mangy beast. He was even certain he'd be picking dog hair off his shirt and vest when he got home.
Quickly he tugged Zoe along with him before anymore extended family decided to pop by. He unlocked the doors with the click of his keychain. "Get inside. Quick." ___________________ She didn’t want to hold his hand, she wasn’t thrilled with him but she was scared enough to not argue. She got in the car with his bag of food and buckled in. She didn’t say anything except, “It’ll be faster if you take fifth.” a street they didn’t need to take to go to Greed’s. That was the way to Zoe’s. She was asking him to drop her off home. ____________________ "I'm not going to your place, and I'm not leaving you there." Andras might not have been a threat after that, but Greed wasn't taking chances. He also didn't take his usual route back home.
There was this silence in the air he didn't like. "I wasn't going to say yes. I just..." He'd almost said yes. There was a difference. ____________________ She turned her head to look out the window with a sharply annoyed expression. She really didn’t want to be around him at the moment but since when did that ever factor into his wants?
She still wouldn’t look at him, “You didn’t say no.” was all she said and the words were heavy, almost a final say on the matter because that was all that was important. He didn’t say flat out no and he should have. ____________________ "I was weighing my options in the event Lust or Satan would want to use you against me. I don't want your dead body on my hands Zoe." He'd gotten so close these days. He didn't want her torn from his hands. It would rip him to pieces. "I want your safety." But Andras was sneaky. Greed had nearly slapped a contract on his ass. "There was also a slobbering invisible hound sniffing your heels, so sorry if I stalled it from going for your throat." Greed had stopped the hound a first time. He pulled the car into park not in its usual spot. He'd rather throw any lingering shadows away from his apartment which would be quite the walk from where they were parked. ____________________ Zoe’s mouth dropped open and her eyes narrowed, “Wow, I’m so sorry that I’ve become this weapon of mass destruction against you. If I die, it’s on me, I’m here by choice. There, your conscience is cleared.” she made a face at the mention of the hound, shuddering at the thought and wiping at herself like she had cobwebs on her. She didn’t want to get out of the car or go to his place. She’d have to.. but she still sat there even after he parked and got out. ____________ "Well you should be!" He huffed very selfishly, turning the car off. He was still feeling the mental jab at seeing hellspawn witnessing him out in public in a way that was not okay in his world. "I'm sorry I don't want to bathe in your blood or dance with your decapitated head. I like you living and breathing." He didn't know how much clearer he could be.
He quickly got out of the car to run around to her side where he slammed the door wide open. "I'll drag you out if I have to." ------------ She seemed taken aback at him saying she should be sorry about it. She could see his point of view as he went on. He wanted her safe but she didn't think making deals with hell spawn was the way to do it, she was sure that it would be the opposite effect. She was mad that was willing to let that slimy guy even entertain the thought of touching her. She was mad at herself for not standing up and saying no herself.
She glared at him when he threatened her and pressed her lips together as she crossed her arms over her chest and turned to stare straight in front of her. Not the most mature reaction but he was being a jerk. ---------- "Oh you're going to play that game are you?" He undid her seatbelt and went moved her legs out of the car. "Don't think I won't drag you out right on your ass." He pulled her just enough so her butt started to scoot off the seat, his hands wrapped around her ankles. ------------- She didn't answer him and then widened her eyes as he was going to literally drag her from the car. She kicked her legs when he grabbed them and put her hands on his shoulders, "You're such a jerk!" ------------- "Well good thing you didn't think I was some cuddly kitten." He was a psychopathic killer. Whatever made her think he could be sweet all the time? Despite her kicks he held on, this time dragging her out of the car by her waist, which ended up with them both on the ground with all her squirming. He landed on his ass with her sprawled out on him. ------------- "No, I think you're a giant asshole!" she oof!ed when he landed on his rear and took her with him but did cushion her fall so she'd land on him. She looked down at him, practically nose to nose with him, hair falling around her face, "I want. to go home." she bit out the words. ----------- "Too bad. You're not going home," he threw back. She wanted space. She wanted a moment to herself. She probably wanted to pout and cry and stomp her feet without him. Well, he wasn't going to let her. He never did. He would always refuse to let her run off. ---------- She glared at him and half shoved half hit his chest as she scrambled to try and get up off him, squirming and wriggling and shoving him down as she tried to get up. He was such a brute. -------- When she kept hammering into him he gripped her wrists holding them out and stretching them behind her back where be kept her strapped. "Stop squirming or you'll hurt yourself." He wasn't going to let up. -------- She squirmed harder but he had effectively trapped her in that position. She struggled, "Let me up!" but he was twice her size and she finally sighed and then gave him another death glare, trying another tactic, "You're ruining your clothes." he wasn't business formal but his clothes were still way nicer than jeans and a t-shirt and he was rolling in the dirt. ----------- "No," he said with a cackle. Did she really think asking was going to get him to do what she wanted? Or demanded? Ha! "Mmmm.....no." he shook his head. --------- Okay okay, Greed was never responsive like this. If anything the jerk was enjoying it. He did seem to like having her in restraining positions. She kept glaring at him and then dropped the words, "If you let me up I'll show you my underwear." --------- "That's a trick question...." he squinted one eye, narrowing it over her as if he were inspecting a bug with a magnifying glass. "You're in plaid. Is there something better under all that flannel?" He looked down curiously through the collar of her shirt but it was too dark to see anything. He kept her hands tied behind her, still not letting up but not giving her any room to wiggle. "You're just saying shit to get me to let you go." He wasn't going to let her go so she could go barreling down the street to the first cab driver she could find.
--------- "It's not a question, it's an offer." she spat back at him. "I am not just saying shit, my underwear is a hell of a lot fancier than anything I'm wearing that you can actually see at the moment." He knew her too well because she was planning on bolting the second he let her up but it didn't mean she wasn't wearing nice undies. --------- "It's an offer so you can run for the hills. Nope. Not buying." He laughed laying his head back against the pavement with a sigh, his blonde hair flopping to the side where it was parted. He had to do this his way or she was going to jump like a jackrabbit. "Alright, let's do this the easy way. When I stand you stand." It was easier said than done, but it didn't mean he wasn't going to attempt. He sat up (or tried), bending his legs at the knees, dropping only one of her hands while his arms circled her, keeping her arms bended behind her back, his own the rubber band keeping them still.
Okay, so he still hadn't managed to do anything other than keep her on lockdown in another way. Getting his balance was going to be tricky. -------- When he saw through what she was trying to do, she closed her eyes and tilted her head back, letting out a loud sound of frustration, "I hate you.." she ground out. She had a defiant look on her face, she wasn't going to help him with his standing plan. She tried to scurry away the second she felt some freedom but he was like a mauling love bear and grabbed her again with his arms. Now they were a tangle of limbs and still not standing, "Now what, genius?" the acidic sarcasm dripping from her words. -------- "If only I had rope and a gag. Then this would be easy." Yes he'd kidnapped her before, but this time he needed all the right materials. "There's a vile of chloroform in my car," he tapped his foot against the pavement, a twitch while he contemplated his options. He tried to scoot back towards the car but even that was proving taxing. He flopped his head to the side again with a frustrated groan. It was when he caught sight of his vest buttons that he got an idea. An incredibly insane idea, but one that could work given what was in front of him. He'd found his rope. The buttons were already undone at the top and bottom, there was only a few left. He kept one strong arm clamped down on her while he wiggled out the other from the armhole. Now it was a matter of doing the same with the opposite arm which he managed, but the vest was now flat on the ground, sprawled out underneath him. To Zoe it probably looked ridiculous and hopeless. ----------- "Ohmygod.. if you gag me or use chloroform, I will never speak to you again." she squirmed against him, trying to escape in the brief moments of freedom she had but they were never enough. She looked at his vest fall to the ground and stared at it and then gave him a dull look, "Just... let me stand up." ----------- She had no idea. Good. That was the plan. "No, I'm not letting you go." He stuck his tongue out from his mouth, determined to wiggle his way off the vest so he had it within reach. You didn't give him a match and a piece of straw and expect him to not ignite it. This was his match and his piece of straw. Finally, he successfully moved off the vest which was a wrinkled mess. When he got ahold of it, it was wrapped around her and buttoned in the front. Even with her nice set of tits he was able to get it wrapped snug around and still had a little clearance. He let go with his arms out with a 'tada' face. Then he was able to get to his feet, dragging her with him. "That's almost better than rope." ------------ She made a biting motion with her teeth when he stuck his tongue out. She still had no idea what he was up to until he started to wrap the damn vest around her, "What're you..." she then struggled as hard as she could as it dawned on her too late, "Are you crazy!?" She wobbled when he dragged her to her feet, it was weird not having your arms to balance you out. She twisted this way and that, "Would you take this off!" ----------- He shook his head. He was proud of his work. With her cocooned she couldn't possibly run easily without faceplanting the pavement. Now dragging her indoors would be a lot easier. He leaned in, giving her a sweet peck on the lips, urging her to walk. "I could just carry you." This way she had to corporate. As he watched her waddle side to side, he laid his chin on her shoulder, wrapping his arms around her from behind. "You know....you being bound in my clothes...it's kinda..." he didn't finish the sentence but just purred in her ear with a playful bite. ----------- She scowled when he pecked her on the lips. She refused to move, still squirming around in the makeshift strait jacket. Until he said he'd carry her and then she grudgingly moved forward with great difficulty. That scowl stayed in place and she leaned her head away from him when he came so close to her and held her from behind. She narrowed her eyes as he talked and then made a face, "Are you seriously getting turned on by this?" the bite said clearly he was. Her arms were useless so she tried to kick her leg back at him. She was in love with a lunatic. --------- He giggled to dodge all her kicks. He growled playfully, her neck the perfect spot to tackle with his tongue. She had wanted a little breathing room and he had smuggled her into a tight spot. He wouldn't let her go until he had dragged her to his apartment and locked the door. She still looked like a pig in a blanket, but at least she was indoors. ---------- Zoe whined, "Ew ew ew, stop it you dog!" when his tongue slobbered all over her neck. "I hate you so much right now." she released a tirade of curse words at him as he shoved and pulled and prodded her into his apartment. "I'm breaking up with you." she said as she gave him a flat look. She didn't mean it of course but she felt like she did as she moved back and forth out of his reach, trying to get the vest off. ---------- The more she cursed, kicked and scream the more fun he got out of it. While he blockaded the door, unbuttoning his shirt he watched her wiggle around. "Need help?" He wasn't about to let her keep insulting him with empty threats. Once he had gotten his shirt completely undone and pulled out of the waistband of his pants he took slow, careful steps towards her. ---------- She had to calm down. She knew she had to but he had really riled her up and it was difficult to think straight. She looked at him when he asked if she needed help and shot back, "Not from you." as she continued to wriggle in the vest. She looked at the flashes of skin that his open shirt revealed and then looked away from it. She did not know why the hell he was undressing but it was a distraction she didn't need. Every step he took closer to her, she took one to back up away from him. --------- Her being tied, or running off just attracted him like a moth. It was a challenge his Sin side could appreciate more than the boy. He kept advancing forward until she had nowhere else to go. "Commere," he slipped his fingers into one of the armholes tugging her near with the promise of freedom if she gave in just a little. ---------- She still looked mad as hell when he backed her into a corner and tugged her close to him. He was psychotic. Which really didn't say much about her since she was his girlfriend willingly. God, why did she have such bad taste in men. She scrunched her lips together, pert nose going up in a snarl and she kicked at him.. only with her arms tied up, her sense of balance was off and she ended up going "Whoa!" as she'd start to fall backwards towards the floor. ------------- Letting her go flat on her face would have been amusing, but he found be actually liked it better without bruises. Especially that button nose trying to snub him in one simple gesture. So, instead he let her fall into him where he stood this time like a brick wall. Whether she wanted his help or not he let a few of the vest buttons fly so she could swing her arms through the holes. ------------- Zoe blinked as she smacked right into his hard chest. Ugh, she needed to work out more. Or at all. When he finally gave her enough freedom to get her arms out, the first thing she did was shove him. -------- He laughed until he'd had his fill of her hits. He bundled her up again to drag her to the bedroom so that they repeated a similar position from the car. "Done?" She still looked like she wanted to beat on him a little more. He rolled them over, so now he was her cocoon. She had nowhere to go again, but to him it was a game. ---------- Zoe was realizing that it was a game to him. She couldn't get too mad about it because he didn't understand. But these were natural feelings and she couldn't stop them, she had to process before she could control. Not that Count Assholia was helping any. She oof!ed as he got them on the bed and at his question, she turned her face away from him with a stubborn expression on her face. --------- She resisted which was what kept the Sin attracted. It was a fly to honey. He didn't hurt her though he kept her clamped down from going anywhere and when she wouldn't look at him kissed her anyway. ------------ Zoe knew her boyfriend, the one who wasn't in the driver's seat right now, wouldn't force himself on her. Not that he was forcing like that, she loved him, even his bully Sin side, but she wasn't a floozy he trapped and dragged home. She now knew the Sin liked the resistance but there was something else that he liked too, his SIn side, and his boy side... response. He liked her sweet kisses, her tender touches, the way her body and mouth responded to his. But the mood was wrong and he didn't try to be sweet and ease her away from her anger, he was trying to use it which wouldn't work. Her eyes stayed open and she didn't kiss him back, it was his lips smashed against hers and if that's what he wanted then great because that's all he was going to get if he was going to be like this. --------------- The refusal to kiss back disgruntled him. It was a roadblock right in the middle of his psuedo-horny Sin moment. He puffed his hair out of his face. "What's wrong with you?" She was ruining his game.
He sat up on his hands looking down at her with a furrow. He poked her cheeks with his finger. -------------- Zoe wanted to yell at him but that wouldn't do any good. She could tell by the way he was acting and literally poking at her that the Sin in his brain was more present than her boyfriend. She took in a deep calming breath and looked at him, making no attempt to escape. "What difference does it make? You want to kiss me. So you do. I don't want to kiss you. So I don't." ---------- "So..." He poked her again against the apple of her cheeks. The Sin was not happy that she wasn't budging at all. The fun of resistance was that eventually caved and gave in. He tugged at the button of the vest she was still wrapped in. He hooked it in the neckline, playing tug of war with the fabric. He stared down for the longest time with his eyes hooked on her chest. "Are you mad at me?" That's when the Greed boy started to poke through. ---------- She pressed her lips together when he poked her again, trying not to look annoyed. Was he staring at her boobs? It didn't matter because it seemed to finally click with him she was unhappy. "Yes. You almost made a deal with hell. And you actually thought about letting a pretty slimy bastard kiss me." he knew better than anyone else that hell was not to be trusted and it was when they involved others in their world that things went south. ------------ He kissed her quickly as if he needed to reassure her. He took one of her hands into his, waving it side to side. They could talk all day long about how she was there on her own. She had damned her own soul, but she was his to keep locked up. He didn't want Lust or anyone else to take her away before he was ready. It was boy Greed that wanted her safe. It was the Sin that was keeping his hands clamped so tight.
He let go of her hand, fingering her hair as he twirled it around. He gave her another kiss to break the ice. She was still unhappy. ------------ Zoe just looked at him and the anger had faded to a deep sadness. The first kiss didn't do much but the second she wasn't as hard about. She looked at him wanting him to understand, knowing the Sin hated to listen but she was appealing to the boy who was struggling to take the wheel again, "I know you want me safe but I don't think deals with hell might be the best choice. Have you ever known anyone that was actually happy in the end after a deal with the devil?" she looked down at the vest and then added, "Do you wanna take this off now.." ------------ "They don't." Andras had nearly sucked him in. He uncurled his finger only to wrap it in her hair again. He was entranced by her lips which he rubbed softly with his thumb. "You want out of it?" He undid the last few buttons of the vest until it was wide open and not the straight jacket he'd used it for keeping her still. ------------ She nodded when he rubbed her lips and asked. When she was finally completely free she stretched her arms and then twined them around his neck, bringing him close to her. She wanted him to understand. "You came close..." she said softly. He was on the edge, the demon had nearly entrapped Greed and it scared her because she hadn't thought it possible to go as far as he did. ------------ There were lots of things that could bring Greed to the edge of crazy. It wasn't always anger, or someone trying to come between him and his things. Money and material possession, coveting what he did possess, it was all the building blocks of his very structure. Not having money meant clinging even harder to the things he did have. The other end of his anorexic-bulimic binges. It meant deals with demons made more sense because he had to keep what he had out of the worlds grip.
"But I didn't." He wasn't invincible but he could bounce back. "I just want to hang on to what I do have." With an ironclad grip. ------------ Zoe curled her arms around him a little tighter, "I don't trust heaven or hell but I trust you, I'm safe only with you." not hell demons that would trick him, "You have me. You'll have me till you turn me away and that day my heart will break." and it would happen. She'd get old. He'd lose interest. She looked into his eyes as she spoke softly but with strength, "But until that day, you have me. Making deals won't insure it because it's solid. No matter what happens, I am yours." the devil and god wouldn't be able to change that. The human heart and soul were things that even the deities that created them couldn't touch. She gave her heart to Greed and she'd promised her soul to hell for it. So no matter what they tried to do while she was alive, it wouldn't make much of a difference in keeping her from Greed. They had to wait their turn, they'd get it eventually.