Chance Avaritia "Greed" (better_than) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2013-07-17 21:28:00 |
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Current location: | "Lost In Paradise" by Evanescence |
Current mood: | amused |
Entry tags: | greed, zoe hansen |
Who: Greed and Zoe
What: Greed comes back after his incubation with Lust. Cuddles, lace, eclairs, pawn shop trades with Wrath’s necklace.
Where: Zoe’s apartment
When: [Backdated] June 28th, Friday afternoon
Warnings: Fluff, deceit and me catching up on logs I’ve sat on for weeks.
Status: Complete
Zoe moped. She couldn't help it. And Greed wasn't there so he didn't know she was moping. She went to work, she hung out with Gabe, she went to the beach, she functioned but she missed her boyfriend. Like crazy. But she waited and when it was exactly a week since he'd left, she got out the diamond necklace he'd left in her care, snapped a picture of it and texted it to him. Okay so maaaaaaybe in the very corner of the picture you could see a tiny bit of caramel skin with some fluffy white lace. She'd seen that he really liked those undies of hers. She didn't know if he'd notice them in the picture but you'd have to have a sharp eye to spot it, the picture was mainly focused on the diamonds.
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Greed was in bed when the message went off, a hammering buzz on the nightstand. It had been seven days that he and Lust fought it out like cats and dogs. It was violent. It was messy, but it cured that underlying sexual tension he'd built. He was still in a haze when he picked up the phone, bleary eyes checking out the merchandise in the photo. He left it on the nightstand in case Lust had the urge to snoop. She wouldn't have any fault with him going after something that pretty. He showered coming out in a fresh pair of clothes, dark wash jeans, a tailored shirt and vest. He had hiding spots in her pad for things too. Today didn't feel like a full suit. He picked up his shoes, keys and phone and headed out.
It was strange like his brain was a map that knew exactly where to go for that necklace and exactly what he was to do with it. When he was in his car he looked over the photo again catching a hint of caramel milky skin in the background with lace. Oh that sneaky, beautiful, sexy girl.
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Zoe didn’t know if the picture worked or not and busied herself with cooking. Baking actually since she wasn’t a great cook but she was a wonderful baker. Ironically, she was making home made eclairs, like she had at the beginning of the year, another time when Greed had been with Lust. He still ate them because he was crazy even though they were spoiled. These however were fresh. She had an apron on and her hair was in a messy updo with little bits of flour on her arms and temple and some chocolate on her cheek as she worked. She just wanted to keep her mind off Greed in case the text hadn’t worked. In case he didn’t show up today. She knew it’d break her heart and she couldn’t say a word. So she tried to just hope and keep busy.
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It was late afternoon before he actually got there, sitting in his car tapping the phone in hand before going in. He was trying to think of what to reply with, because all he saw were those lacey numbers in his head.
Wearing those now?
He wasn't talking about the necklace. He'd noticed.
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She wiped her hand and looked at the phone with a frown, what was he-- oh. Her cheeks felt a little hot and she texted him back:
I have no idea what you’re talking about.
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That lacy number in my picture.
He waited a minute or two before sailing through her building to the door. He waited outside the door.
If you don't have those on when I walk through the door I'm going to be sorely disappointed.
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She didn’t know why she was surprised he caught it in the picture, it was just the briefest of hints of it but she should have known better. The text he got back would read (not that she knew he was there):
Then I guess I shouldn’t let you in.
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He let her sit for five minutes with no reply, opening the door quietly so she couldn't even hear it creak. "I wouldn't recommend that," he spoke, his voice still in that deep tone he'd had with Lust days ago.
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She jumped, whirling around to look at him, her fingers getting chocolate sauce on them, not that it mattered, her nose had powdered sugar on it. “You creeper.” She smiled though, happy to see him, “Oh? And what would you recommend?” she didn’t go to him however.
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He leaned by the counter, arms crossed, ankles crossed. "Well?" He scanned her with his eyes, his voice still emphasizing that peaked interest. He was just coming down off a Lust-induced week. The least Zoe owed him was more than just the photo. "I assumed that wasn't just by accident."
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He was darker than usual. Not bouncy as much as demanding. She wasn’t too worried, he was a bit more to handle like this but it didn’t dampen how happy she was to see him. “No but it’s not a possibility to see them right now, it’s laundry day.” she sucked on a chocolate coated finger as she looked at what she had to do next.
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"Was it laundry day earlier when you sent the photo?" He was expectant. He hadn't even noticed the food right away. He wasn't as hungry as he normally was because his appetite in one extreme had been filled.
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“Nooo.... but I didn’t know if you were going to show up. Plus, I sent that photo this morning. Now it’s afternoon. And let’s just say you’re not going to get to see my underwear today. Lacey or otherwise..” she didn’t say it in a mean way, in fact her eyes were going to side as she said it.
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"It's a matter of a few hours," he shrugged. He pushed himself off the counter, his arms still crossed, swaying his hips side to side with each step. He looked down at her waist with a dangerous grin, hands on her hips.
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She grinned a little, “Uh uh. But Chance....” she wiped her hand on a towel and put it over one of the hands on her hip. “The reason you can’t see it...” she pressed her teeth together, her nose wrinkling as her voice got a little lower like she didn’t want someone else to accidentally hear, “...is cause I’m not wearing any.” and she raised her brows as her hand guided his to just inside the waistband of her shorts and sure enough there was no string or fabric on her smooth naked hip, just skin.
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He snuck a finger into the bowl with chocolate licking it off. His grin widened as his other hand was guided elsewhere. The look on his face suggested she was up to something. The sound of her voice suggested otherwise. He tilted his head to the side with a confused brow. He wanted her to explain.
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She looked sheepish, “It’s laundry day... for pretty much everything I own. I.. kinda ran out of underwear.” she hadn’t done her laundry the week before because she was moping. She basically just wore everything until she ran out and unless she wanted to start going commando on a regular basis, she had to drag her butt downstairs and do the wash.
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"Oh," He stuck his finger in for another taste of chocolate, pulling her close with the other hand. He fingered the waistband down a little, but when she was just a breath away he plopped a fingerprint of chocolate on her nose.
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She laughed, “Oh?” and then she got it when he plopped chocolate on her nose. “Ohhhhh.” She folded her hands on his chest and rested her chin on them as she batted her lashes up at him with her button nose covered in chocolate, “What I meant to say was that I did it for you. Cause of. Reasons. Really really sexy reasons.” she shook her head slowly back and forth as if to emphasize what she was saying but she was trying not to laugh.
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"Sexy reasons would have put you in an apron and nothing else." He dabbed a spot of chocolate on her lips if only to lick it off himself. Whenever Lust was in his system there were tons of hormones still running around. The very idea Zoe was thinly clothed meant he wanted touching rights.
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“I didn’t know you were commmmminnnnng...” she tilted her head back when he decided he was gonna paint parts of her face with chocolate and licked her lips. She licked her own lips after he licked them and slowly put her arms around his middle, “Unless you wanted me to be lying around the apartment in nothing but an apron and then have to explain it to Gabe if he walked in instead of you.” she raised a brow.
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"Then I might have needed to use a chainsaw and cut him down." In Greed's mind Gabe was still a giant tree that rooted whenever he came inside and needed to be taken down. "He'd make great firewood." This Greed was more serious. It might have been a playful threat but it was still a threat.
He slapped another thick layer of chocolate on her lips so he could dig a little deeper. He wanted more screen time with her mouth than she was giving. He lined her lips with his tongue, inviting her in.
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“You can but I’d cry a lot.” she wriggled her lips as he smeared more chocolate on them, “And I’d be blubbering too much for you to be doing this.” she managed to finish her sentence before his lips claimed hers again. She kissed him back with some hunger because she’d missed him. But in this state, when he wasn’t a blend of Sin and boy, but was more Sin, it was a dangerous ground to tread on. She found it hard to care at the moment because his lips felt wonderful and he’d gotten her used to constant affection so a week without him, especially knowing that he didn’t remember her and was getting laid, it weighed heavy on her. Right now, his kisses were for her and that part of him that rubbed off on her unintentionally was shining through.
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He didn't reply, just feasted on her lips even when the chocolate was gone. Flour rubbed off her to his clothes when he pressed her to him. Given her little 'secret' of her shorts and what lacked underneath he couldn't resist letting a hand creep down under the waistband.
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She didn’t even realize she’d been tense when he took her in his arms and now that they were kissing, she started to relax. It wasn’t even relaxing as much as relief. Her chat with dear ol’ grandfather had made her fears skyrocket again. She never knew if Greed would come back to her, he said he would but she still worried. But here he was. She wished they were in Lithuania because she just wanted to knock him back on a bed and kiss him forever.
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He was completely clothed from head to toe and she was turning him on with just her lips. The Lust-induced Sin was starting to realize she had more magic power than he'd thought before.
Both hands now went down for a grope, pulling those thin shorts down so he had access that perfect bubble butt.
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She jumped with a squeal into the kiss when she felt his bare hands on her bottom, “Are you crazy...” she said against his lips, squirming against him since the grope had just pressed her further into him.
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He gripped her lip between his teeth, raking it softly with a smile. "You knew that," he growled not stopping his little grope fest just from her squeals. He had a feeling she liked every bit of it.
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Oh, she did like it. She liked it very much but it was torture because it couldn’t go anywhere. All they had were kisses and gropes, literally standing room only. It was a good thing his hands were on her rear because she felt like she was going to slide to the floor in a puddle when he used his teeth. One hand went up and her fingers massaged the short hairs on the back of his head before curling against his scalp as she kissed him sweetly yet deeply. She did know he was crazy, it was part of why she loved him.
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She was a wilted flower in his arms. He could feel her strength go, but her appetite for him was still there. He squished one cheek with his hand. "Like that?" He purred against her lips. He wasn't a raging inferno yet.
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She took in a breath when he squeezed her, her lashes lowered. “I like you.” she replied softly. Any time he asked her if she ‘wanted it’ or ‘liked it’, she never said yes, she’d always say it was him she wanted and liked. Because ‘it’ didn’t matter to her. He did. Her hand slowly ran down the nape of his neck and while desire for him was strong, there was something in her kisses he normally didn’t find anywhere else... appreciation.
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She sent flurries in his stomach. All flapping around at once. His arms were a vice around her middle, only this time he snuck in a little tongue. He couldn't resist, she was skyrocketting his hormones.
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If it hadn’t been so long since she’d seen him, maybe she’d have had more sense. She could feel a breeze on the top part of her butt that still was peeking out from the shorts. She knew that tongue made him heat up really fast but when she felt his sneak in, her own touched his like an old friend you haven’t seen in forever and just want to hug.
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She tasted sweet. She was dripping with want for him and the Sin ate it right up. When her tongue made contact he lost it, his arms a little suffocating, driving that kiss as deep as he could. Now he was practically bathing in her mouth.
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Something muffled and surprised sounded from her when he kicked up their little lovefest from something sensual into something carnal. With how he squished her so tight, she was practically off the ground, her toes just on the floor as her mouth was smashed against his as she tried to kiss him without falling. Her hand around his neck gripped him because it felt like a roller coaster ride that just lurched onto the track.
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He was going down full speed ahead and he didn't have any breaks. He was going in too fast for the both of them. As soon as her fingers curled around his neck his skin was warm to touch.
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His kiss felt off, it wasn’t just horny, it was like he was trying to devour her.. but not her, she didn’t feel special like she normally did. It felt like he was kissing because he wanted to kiss, not because he wanted to kiss her. Her eyes opened as her mouth was still mashed to his but she wasn’t as hot for him... speaking of hot, she frowned and leaned her mouth back a bit to try to break the kiss as she could feel that he was starting to heat up, never a good sign since it was basically a red flag to stop or have him suffer.
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It was if she had been yanked by a string. His face was flush already as he looked confused. "What?" He was trying to catch his breath as he'd worked himself up so quickly. She wasn't buying into anymore and he didn't know why.
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“You’re heating up.” she said quietly and rubbed the back of his neck. She removed her hand and pulled her shorts up so her butt was covered and she looked at him. She loved the Sin. She did. But she missed the love in his kiss he normally had for her. There was plenty of desire there just.. it wasn’t the same. But it was to be expected since he’d been away from her for so long. She wriggled in his tight hold which was crushing and pried one of his hands so she could take it in hers, “How about we give you a chance to settle a bit?” she smiled brightly, “Besides, I have something I wanna show you.” her eyes gleaming.
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It would have been easy for the Sin to feel rejected. If Zoe had said the wrong thing it would have turned Greed off real fast. Instead she saved herself by enticing him with a distraction. There was that little bounce in his eyes even if he hadn't turned into the loveable baffoon she liked. "Something to show me?" His snake-like grip loosened so she could breathe.
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She grinned, “Yeah, come on.” she was actually kinda excited as she pulled him by the hand to the living room. She let go of his hand to toss the apron she was wearing aside and then guided him to the sofa but sat him on the floor in front of it. She climbed onto the sofa and sat with her bare legs on either side of him because it was the only position she could think of that gave him some skin distraction if what she was going to show him didn’t work. “Okay...” she grabbed the remote and turned on the TV which showed the screen to the zombie video game he liked so much. Some of his stuff always ended up being left at her place. Her eyes watched the screen as she grabbed an abandoned controller on the sofa, “Watch this.” she looked really focused as she played the game that he’d taught her. She never could get past a certain point to get to the next level, but sure enough as she played now, she finally had managed to do what he had kept telling her and as the blood smeared the screen it showed she cleared the level.
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He was focused on her legs as they mounted beside them. He let his hands run down those long stems over her knees all the way down her calves. The sound of explosions, grunts and blood splatters caught his attention. In his head he was hitting all the controls and buttons at the same time she did. There was a clear point where she usually shrieked or gave up. So when she cleared to the next level he was impressed. He even gave her a little applause. "Been practicing?" He turned to rest his chin on her knee.
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“Thank you, thank you.” She grinned and leaned down closer to him, clearly happy herself that she could clear the level, “Had to do something while you were away. You proud of me?”
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He snuck his hands up the one leg, inching his chin a little higher. "You didn't even scream once." Yeah it excited him! He smiled almost sweetly, jerking both legs so she would be down on the floor with him. "I'll be more impressed when you get through the whole thing." Though if she decided to be better than him he'd hate the game and want another one.
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“I screamed a lot when I first started but then I got used to the same images and knew when to close my eyes for a second.” she laughed when he got her into his lap, shaking her head, “No way! That’ll take years.” she snuggled into him, “I can barely get through just watching you play the next level.” she wanted to tell him about meeting Theseus at the beach but she could feel his mood leveling out and didn’t want to upset him. But like him, she had a hard time keeping things from him.
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He tickled her before snuggling into those long arms of hers. He turned her back to him, putting the controller in her hand, mirroring his own on top. "We're gonna get you through the next level." He cocooned her with his limbs, pressing his chest up against her back. "Now let's go."
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She groaned when he dumped the controller in her hands and held firm onto it. “I just beat a level though...” she had a wary look on her face with a slight pout as she looked at the screen. She liked being in his lap but sure enough she flipped out with a small shriek a few minutes into the next level, closing her eyes and turning her head away. Her hands still under his on the controller so the game played on. When he’d tell her not to close her eyes and the like, she’d open them but her eyes would go wide or she’d jump or some other thing. Even bursting out laughing at points because he always made the game fun. But it was doubtful she’d ever be better at it than he was. For now, it was almost like old times again.
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Every time she squealed he laughed. He wouldn't let her shut her eyes for more than a second, but they made it through the next level. Even when the title music continued to play she was hidden into his chest. Greed kissed her cheek. "I missed you."
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Zoe blinked at the affectionate kiss, she looked at him with big eyes full of surprise, “Really...?” she asked softly and almost like she was hesitant to believe him. She hated being clingy and insecure around him because she doubted it was attractive but not having him there to wrap her up in his arms after that conversation with Theseus, having him been away for longer than he normally was, it had rattled her.
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He snuggled her a little tighter dropping the controls to the floor, tickling her again so she could squeal at the top of her lungs. When she did he wrapped her up tightly biting playfully at her neck like a zombie. He didn't answer her question because the answer was an obvious one. Sometimes it took him longer out of Lust's haze when he kept his distance. He was finding the same of Zoe. Both women had a hold on him. He was Greed, he just wanted both.
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She squealed with laughter and had a smile on her face when he held her tight, still laughing when he nommed on her neck. Her eyes were shiny and she was happy to be with him, putting her arms around him and giving him a loving squeeze. She’d never deny him being with Lust but she was always thrilled when she got him back all to herself.
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They were a tangle of limbs and laughter rolling all over the floor. Eventually, they got up to tackle the reason he'd been summoned over. The Pawn Shop. Greed just wanted to tangle with his girlfriend a little longer. But when it neared five o'clock it was time to go. It was going to take some real strength and convincing for Greed to not pocket Wrath's necklace when he needed money.
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The Pawn Shop was like a regular pawn shop which meant kinda dirty and shady as hell. Zoe had the diamond necklace with her since there was a good chance when the guy asked to take a look at it, Greed would have problems letting the necklace go. She held Greed’s hand and was looking at all the knick knacks piled up in the shop. There was a little bit of everything from the boring to the downright weird.
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Greed's eyes shined like a little boy. This kind of thing was a candy store to him. He ran his fingers on practically every item. Once they reached the counter his eyes were glued to the jewelry case. He was a fan of watches. He pocketed, swiped and hoarded more watches than anything else. But he was here for a purpose. When the owner came around from the back room he gruffly gave them a hello. "Here to sell, trade or buy?" Greed didn't look up. There was a diamond crested watch he had taken a liking to.
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Zoe waited for Greed to say something and when he didn’t, she smiled at the owner, “Sell.” and then elbowed Greed to get his attention, making big eyes at him to silently tell him to pay attention. She reached into her pocket and took out the diamond necklace.
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Greed looked up from the jolt, having made a breath impression on the top of the glass he'd been hovering so close. His eyes went to the pretty necklace Wrath had given him and his mouth was one step away from opening to say trade. Zoe gave him a look though that put him back on track. It was the reason he brought her or he'd never leave with the money he needed. He cleared his throat. "It's a few centuries old," he squeaked. "Passed down from my Great Aunt. She died here a few weeks ago," his voice shattered a bit. Pulling a sympathy card was how he rolled with these deals. It got him more money. "Wonderful woman." He clamped his hand down on the man's as he took the necklace. "I don't want to sell this...but...I'm getting married in a month and I don't even have money to get my fiancee a nice ring." That should fatten the load even more.
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Watching Greed ‘work’ was like watching an Oscar nominated performance. Lies rolled off his tongue so well that you could mistake them for the truth. Even she for a split second felt bad for him and then mentally shook her head. Wait, he didn’t even have a aunt. But when he said he was getting married, she looked startled. She squeezed his hand and wanted to ask and who his fiancee was but the fact she was holding his hand suggested that it might be her. She knew it was one whopper of a lie but she couldn’t help but turn red which luckily the pawn shop owner would mistake as her guilt and embarrassment over needing to sell her love’s beloved heirloom just for their life together. Even fake engaged to Greed made her heart flutter a bit and also send scary nerves wriggling like worms in her stomach. Oh jesus christ, they weren’t actually engaged but he could sell a blind man watercolors.
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It was all in the performance of the words. Any man could run up and say the exact same things, but without the right act the whole thing fell through as fake. Greed prided himself in taking tabs from real desolate people. Desperation was something he dealt with. It was the reason he was the Sin of Greed. He and his siblings shared a gift of making the wrong thing sound right. Sometimes it was a needling, a seed in the brain, other times it was taking over the desperate.
Greed took a deep breath, his hand actually shaking as he let the man inspect the jewel. It could have been the performance or the fact that he had to let that pretty thing out of his grasp.
"She's pretty," the man said trying to make conversation. "Your fiancee." He set the necklace down. "She deserves a nice ring."
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Zoe’s face softened, “Oh, thank you..” she said for the compliment. Greed might have been faking it but the man’s words were genuine. “But I don’t need a ring.” she looked at Greed and then at the man, “That money is going to go towards building our life together..” she bumped her shoulder against Greed’s, “He can get me a ring for our anniversary.” which none of those were lies. She didn’t need a ring. The money was going towards paying for his apartment where they were building a life together, slowly, very slowly, they had a bed! And their anniversary was later that year, he could get her a ring for that, not that he would but he could.
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The man smiled softly. "I usually go a lot lower for these kind of heirlooms. I have a hard time selling them. But..." He paused pulling out the paperwork for Greed to fill out. "I'll give you 1500."
Greed's heart sunk. "I was thinking more like 3000, its worth at least 5." He squeezed Zoe's hand, showing that disappointment on his face. That was genuine. "Please." He asked it as a favor. For sympathy.
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Zoe didn’t know what to say. She hadn’t lied technically yet and she wasn’t about to start now. She sighed and rested her brow against Greed’s shoulder, her face turned away from the man. She really couldn’t lie to him but her small gesture could easily be misconstrued as giving in to sorrow and desperation.
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The man let loose a heavy sigh, tapping his fingers on the counter. It was a big leap for him to make on something he may not get profit from. After the long silence he held out his hand. "Alright. 3." Greed took his hand, releasing Zoe's for a moment to feign his thanks, though he could hardly hide the relief.
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Zoe gave the man a grateful smile and then kissed Greed on the cheek. She did not plan to make a habit out of being a prop in his schemes but she knew he was hurting for money and part of that was her fault. She would have left him to fill out the paperwork but she knew that he’d end up spending the money here only so she stayed right by his side. It looked sweet but it was really a necessity.
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Greed had to hold back the urge to cackle like a mad man. The moment the cash hit his hand he could smell the print off the paper. It was three thousand that he would have spent down to the last penny while they were there had Zoe not been an anchor.
The man gave them their blessing, and as genuine as it was it did not keep Greed from slinking out with something else. It wasn't the watch he'd first spotted, but something just as nice. The moment they were outside Greed twirled Zoe off her feet with a fat kiss. To the pawn shop owner they looked as if he had helped them for this new chapter in their life. He felt satisfied with his judgement call. In his mind he had made the right choice.
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She wouldn’t stop him from stealing, not that she saw him pocket anything, he was that good. Outside she grinned when he twirled her and kissed her, “You’re terrible.” She kissed him back and once her dangling feet were back on the ground she rubbed her lips together, the whole charade kinda making her think. “Um Chance....” she started slowly, “I mean I’m not asking.. I’m just wondering, not now, not that I’m thinking about it, just really curiosity more than anything else,” she was rambling, she knew it as she frowned and looked at the moving sidewalk as they walked instead of him, “I mean can you-- I know you did before but I mean would you, in the way way distance future, down the line...” her cheeks were starting to flush a little as she gestured with her hand, the words just not coming out.
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He bowed from his performance. He knew he'd done well, it was his specialty. Greed leaned in as if it would help him understand where she was going. "Spit it out already," he teased gnawing on her neck again playfully.
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When he leaned in, her cheeks turned a brighter red and she shook her head with a small laugh when he gnawed on her, “Nothing, nothing, forget it.” she waved her hands in front of her dismissively, “Let’s go pay your rent.”
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Did she really think it was that simple? That she could wave Greed off and that was the end. He stopped in his step and shook a finger at her. "No, no, no, I want to know."
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She ugh’d and whined, “Come on.... please? Just forget it. It was stupid to bring up....” she looked around trying to see if she could distract him with something but this wasn’t a very shiny part of town.
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Greed took both her hands, walking on front of her and dragging her with him. He was trying to pry it out of her with sweetness. "Awww are you embarrassed?" He poked at her cheek.
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Zoe ugh’d again and looked to the side as he pulled her along, now she couldn’t even hide her face since he had her hands. When he teased her about being embarrassed, her face turned another shade of red, her eyes closing, “Ohmygod.. I hate you so much.” she made a face when he poked her cheek.
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"Do you really? I don't believe you." She had never said it, not willingly, and he had to feel some resentment for that. He wasn't supposed to have those kind of feelings, but he held it down, down where the Sin laughed at his softness. "What do you want to know?"
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She sighed and gave him a look before looking back at the ground, “I just.. I wanted to know if.. you’d ever.. I don’t know, consider marriage again.” She wanted to just walk into an open manhole right now instead of saying those words. “But don’t answer, okay?” she added before he could respond, her eyes going to his and she was serious, “Please don’t tell me.” because there wasn’t any answer he could give that wouldn’t make her feel like shit.
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"You want to be an Avaritia?" It was cute really. He'd only been using it as rouse for his money. But, it had played out so real she almost believed it. He hated seeing her sad, so knowing his answer could do that, he bit his tongue.
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She gave a look with a hmph twist of her lips at that question but it melted into something softer when he didn’t answer like she asked. She pressed her lips together and suppressed a sigh, that’s what she’d thought... she tugged on his hands and pulled him in to kiss his lips, “Thank you.” she said gratefully that he actually listened to her for once. She started to walk with him again, her hand in his, “I know we won’t... don’t.. get to do a lot of things like normal couples do but like I told my grandfather, you’re worth it.” only she hadn’t told Greed quite yet that she’d had a conversation with Theseus to tell him that.
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He was calm until she mentioned Theseus. Then the look on his face just got annoyed. "You saw him?" He'd thought she was uncomfortable around him. She hadn't even asked him. In Greed's mind Theseus was there to take her away from him. Oh that persistent fuck. He wanted to hurt him.
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She could tell the shift in his mood, “Oh... yeah, I kinda ran into him while you were... away.” She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear not looking at him. “It was fine. He was just broody about the boat... asked a couple of questions, that’s all.”
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It didn't change his irritation. She was warming to him he could tell. "He can't take you from me," he said in a stern, serious voice. How dare he try.
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She squeezed his hand and smiled, "How in the world could he even try?" Theseus hadn't been in her life for very long and he'd messed up more often than not. Right now she didn't hate him, it didn't mean he could dictate anything to her. "He asked about you, about us. Asked if it was serious."
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"He could persuade you." The same way Greed had won her over. Theseus had the charm to be a part of her life which meant interference. Greed already had too many people rolling in to fight off. He didn't need another one. "It's none of his business!" He shouted. He hadn't meant to, but the whole thing made him nervy. Especially after she had just thrown that marriage question. It was a possessive idea, but the idea again made him antsy.
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She scoffed at the idea of Theseus persuading her of anything. But when he shouted, she blinked, taken aback, she even stopped walking as she turned to look at him. Her mouth had fallen open slightly, "Chance....." she let out a nervous half laugh, "I told him we're not serious like that. Just.. that.." she ran a hand through her hair, "I wanna be with you." she corrected herself, "Spend time with you." she rubbed her forehead. She was feeling nervy herself. "He was just.. curious, that's all."
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She went on and on about Theseus but at that point his mind had backtracked. "Is marriage something you want? With me?" He was spooked because this was something he didn't think either of them were ready for.
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If he had thrown cold water in her face she couldn't have looked more shocked, her big brown eyes looked as large as saucers, "What!?" she yanked her hand out of his to throw both her hands up, "No. No no no no." she made a frustrated noise and felt a little hot in the face, "I mean..." she tried to phrase it more nicely and looked at him with a pained look but managed to only blurt out, "No..." again. She kept going forward, "I know I freaked you out by asking but you're the one who got us fake engaged!" she threw her hand back in the direction they came from, "It kinda freaked me out so I asked." she was waving her hands around tumbling them over each other to explain, "Marriage is.. I mean that's something I don't wanna even think about for many many years if at all. I mean I don't plan to be living with Gabe my whole life or making minimum wage forever but..," she was rambling so she took a calming breath and looked at him with a slight frown, "I like my life the way it is now. I like the way things are between us right now. I like this." she gestured between them and then wrung her hands together.
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It made him feel better when she started to stumble on her words, confessing that she was freaked on her own way. It was a relief. It was something that to humans was so pivotal. It was a turning point. To Greed it meant ownership, but he was no prepared for her to have brought it up. "I was just setting up the story. You were there, I had to give him something to get more money." He always had a story to concoct.
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She put her hands on her hips and gave him a look before hitting his shoulder lightly, "Can you set up stories that don't have me questioning things because I don't know if you are and so we both freak out and jeopardize our relationship?" marriage. It made her shudder. They'd barely been navigating an official relationship for a couple of months.
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"Come on it was a good story. He never would have believed it if I had told you. There's an art to it Zoe." There was a whine. She was upset with him and he was acting like a child. This wasn't Lust but he was still in an adjustment period.
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She didn't know how to tell him that it was a good story, one that wouldn't be real some day and that made her really sad. Most people had the option of marriage, she wasn't ready now but she might be someday. She knew he was still trying to settle his boy and Sin side together so she couldn't blame him too much. She sighed, "That's fine.. but you can't freak out on me when you freaked me out first..." she put her arms around his neck, needing to be close to him. "What am I gonna do with you.." she murmured with a hint of a smile. He definitely kept her on her toes that was for sure.
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He looked at her strangely. Was she fishing for an apology? Before he could ask she had roped him into her arms. He could deal with that. But she didn't stay on her toes long as he picked her up from the ground, his arms on her waist so she wasn't straining to reach him on tip toes. "I dunno. Eat me up." He gnawed on her nose then tangled with her lips---because boy and Sin both couldn't get enough of those.
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She laughed and then kissed him a smile. She was literally floating but that's what it always felt like when he kissed her. She never expected apologies from him, or even a 'thank you', all she wanted from him was understanding of why she had certain emotions about certain things. She still had a smile on her face as she rested her brow against his when the kiss broke, her nose touching his. She never said she loved him but there was no other way to describe the look on her face.
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They continued their public displays all the way back to her apartment. Well, except for a few pitstops because Greed fancied something in the windows of shops they passed. He didn't end up spending, that money he'd squandered was for him to keep his swanky apartment as Zoe kept reminding him. As soon as they walked into her place he went straight for the eclaires she had pulled out of the oven before they left. Zoe looked as if she was settling to stay while he bagged up the pastries. "Come on," he waved her towards the door. "Let's go!"
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As always Zoe never stopped him.. she just reminded him that he could buy that shiny bauble he didn't need or he could keep his nice apartment. Whenever he ended up picking the apartment, he got a kiss from her because she knew it was a difficult choice. She had just sat down on the sofa and got one shoe off before she frowned at him, "Go where?"
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Choices were not things Greed was good at making because he always wanted both options. It was why he was stuck in in the middle if Zoe and Lust. He wouldn't pick. He wanted both. He did like his fancy pad, he wasn't ready to lose two homes in a year.
He picked up her shoe trying to put it back on her foot. "My place. Come on. Pack your usual and let's go."
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She looked down at him with a big smile on her face. He looked so adorable on the floor trying to wedge her shoe back on like she was Cinderella. She put her hands on his cheeks and leaned down to give him a sweet kiss. He drove her so nuts and was always so flabbergasted when she couldn't read his mind but she loved him. "Alright, all my clothes are on the bed so give me a minute." though she was pretty sure he would tag along to supervise.
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He finally got her shoe back on but had distorted her sock in the process. He followed her like a shadow hovering over her. She was taking much too long. He extended his arms as far out as they could go, grabbing all the clothes he could in one big pile. He was prepared to take all her clothes (underwear included) and walk right out the door.
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Zoe had been looking for her backpack to put the clothes in and she dropped it when she saw Greed with most of her wardrobe in his arms, "Oh my god.... how long are you planning on having me over for? Two weeks?" she didn't really mean that she'd stay that long but he had grabbed so much. Impatient boyfriend.
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"A few days." He didn't want to wait for her to pick out outfits. He just wanted to get home where there was no chance someone might barrel through the door.
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She raised her brows. A few days? A few. Not one or two. But few, which was three or more. That was.. doable. It was new. She liked it. She gave a nod, "Okay." she put down the backpack and instead walked over to the bed and pulled out an empty duffel bag from underneath it and in about 30 seconds plucked a few outfits from his arms, some underwear and basically whatever was closest to her and dumped them in her duffel, "Let's go. Oh, let me just grab my toothbrush." since she didn't have one at his place, which really would cut down packing time but she wouldn't dare suggest it.
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He practically pushed her out the door once she decided she had what she needed. He was ready to be home in his space. With his things. That included her. If he could have teleported them he would have. It was necessary.
When they reached his apartment he took all her stuff before she could get her hands on it and practically dragged her up the stairs and inside where he felt more complete. Now he could relax. He had her, his things, some money in his pocket and pastry.
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She let him take her stuff because that way he could decide where to put it. But she stumbled a little as he dragged her inside the apartment, in such a rush as always. She had a bewildered smile though when he finally let her go in the bedroom. She was happy to be there, it felt like home to be with him and his bed but in her mind she thought of it as their bed but would never say it. She sat on the edge of the bed and once again tried to take off her shoes. "I'm excited for you to try the eclairs. See what they taste like when they're not spoiled."
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He'd forgotten he got sick the last time she had made them. Greed stuffed her duffle beside the fish tank where her picture was also hidden up underneath. Sadly there were stacks of books and magazines as well as a few infomercial products in top of the tank. It was neat, still organized considering but Greed had really started to accumulate since the last time she had been there already. It was no wonder he was broke.
He bounced on the bed with the bag of pastry. He hoarded them for himself for a minute, BUT she had made them. "Did you make them for me or for you?"
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She gave him a kiss on the lips, "I made them for us." she would never make him share but she was honest. Plus she had learned that food was an excellent way of teaching him how to share with her. He liked to trade kisses and cuddles for letting her have bites. She didn't reach for the bag, letting him decide how he felt about it first.
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His appetite for food had come back since he had leveled out. He opened the bag with a suspicious eye, smelling it first before pulling out one. It wasn't rancid like before. It smelled good. Still a little warm. Not by much but enough to enjoy it melting into his mouth with the first bite.
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He was still munching on the pastry (in loud, approving mouthfuls) when she mentioned his hair. He swallowed the eclair. "Really?" There was the boy that needed reassurance his looks had not been drastically tainted by someone's foul mistake---as Lust had expressed.
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"Yeah!" she was still staring at his hair and she reached out and ran her fingers through it a couple of times with a smile, "I like it. It's short enough that I can't mess it up if I play with it." she rubbed his scalp with her fingertips quickly, "It just bounces back in place." she made an amused sound. Normally with his clothes and his look there was always a worry that it'd get messed up but it was why she preferred the scruff and the low key clothes and even this the shorter hair. She could paw and snuggle him hardcore and there was no worry of ruining his image.
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His look even now sat somewhere in between these worlds he had with both women. His visual was important though in how he presented himself. "It's grown some," he liked that. He was more comfortable with it that way.
He wiped away a bit of cream that had plopped on the side of his cheek from her pastry, licking it off his finger. "I like it better a little longer."
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She nodded, "It has." she dropped her hand, "When it's a little longer it'll look even better." she kissed the side of his mouth where there was still a little bit of cream. She picked up one of the eclairs and took a small bite so he could see and then held up the eclair to his mouth, "We're home... you don't wanna take off your shoes? Relax...?" when he became casual around her after a few days he lived in flip flops and t-shirts. When he was in his semi-nice to nice outfits, sometimes he even kept his shoes on while he had her on the bed and kissed her.
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He took a bite of her offer but after that he scooted up to the top of the bed. Lust had implemented in one week that he needed his rock hard body back. He was getting slack. But here with Zoe he was comfortable. He felt a little stuffed in his vest, but went for his shoes.
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She took another bite and noticed that he didn't just gulp the whole thing down. But she didn't push it, she packed the pastries away and watched him. When he got his shoes off, she scooted up along the bed next to him. She waited till he looked at her, she was gazing at him with bedroom eyes, clearly checking him out. She didn't say a word as she moved closer, her hip bumping against his on the bed as her hand trailed the curve of the vest, her fingers coming to a stop as they hung loosely (without damaging the fabric) in the dip of the top button.
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Lust had played as if he was a pity fuck and he wasn't going to he anyone's second choice. The Sin didn't care what anyone thought, but the boy Zoe drew out naturally listened to Lust's words. She was malicious. She could tear him down as fast as she built him up and vice versa. Lust was the mother, her words were a lifeline at times.
He stared at her curiously, his eyes dropping to the finger tugging at his vest. That look on her face was not out of pity.
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Zoe had zero pity for him, he was a gorgeous creature and she knew it. Imperfections that Lust saw were non-existent with Zoe. She desired him and if they could have sex, it would go there.. sadly they couldn't. But it didn't mean she didn't want to touch him. She unbuttoned his vest slowly, her fingers dropping to the next button when one was done until it hung open loosely. Her fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt at the waistband and she tilted her head back and looked at him.
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He watched her nimble fingers as they opened his vest with calm stealth. He didn't say a word, just soft breathing through his partially open mouth, as it caressed that fat bottom lip. Her giant brown eyes trapped him completely. He was immobile, he knew that look she gave him, he knew what it meant. He was trying to knock back Lust's vain whispers. He knew he was handsome, he had all the outside details to make mankind carve a new statue of David in his likeness. With Lust and Zoe on either end with him in the middle, confusion set in.
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Some of the desire faded from her eyes as concern crept in and settled in its place. She touched his cheek lovingly and asked in a whisper, "What's the matter?" she couldn't help but feel like maybe she was just undesirable after him spending a week straight with his sister. She was the personification of lust! Zoe was just... Zoe.
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It wasn't her. Zoe was so delicate after a week of thrashing and violence with Lust. It was so calming that had he not been so focused on his appearance he may have questioned that still tempered she had.
He licked his bottom lip as dry air hit. "I feel so repulsive." It was hard to think Greed ever felt as depressed and unwanted as Sloth---but considering he had a little of all of them by just being GREED, it wasn't impossible. He had felt those things a time or two before. He was drying up his bank accounts, this was where paranoia set in and Greed clung hard to all the things that were still his. It was why he was insistent on getting home so quickly. He needed his things right now, it was all he had.
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Zoe looked surprised and let out a soft, "What?" in disbelief. She turned on her side and sat up a little to be more focused on him. She frowned as she asked tenderly, "Why..?" she couldn't imagine him feeling that way. He was ridiculously attractive to her, and not just in face and body.
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"Everything," he was even slumping into the mattress. "This," he waved in the air over his face, motioning down across his body, "this," he pointed to his temple indicating what was inside. Then he went for both pockets, pulling out their emptiness, "and this." To Greed his world was starting to crumble.
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Zoe looked sympathetic, she had those days. She tugged his button down free from his waistband and put a hand up under it, rubbing it across his naked torso, "This is amazing. I have so many girls at work that make me turn red with the questions they ask about this." indicating his body. "And this." she kissed his cheek because his face was adorable. "But the thing I find the most attractive about you is this." she kissed his temple where he indicated what was inside. Her eyes drifted to his inside out pockets, "As for that.... I have an idea but I don't know if you'll like it...."
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Her fingers were warm on his skin, it made him smile a little. She boosted his ego a bit further when she instigated that her co-workers were curious. "Are they?" He snorted another grin as she tickled him with her soft fingers and sweet kisses.
He drew a brow upward at the revelation she was a breath away from unveiling. "What kind of idea?"
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Oh that made him smile. Perfect. "Uh huh... they keep asking for all sorts of details." she kissed his cheek again, her hand now moving to unbutton his shirt. She waited till she could open his shirt and move it aside to show his naked chest. She snuggled even closer to him, her leg tangling with his, "Well.... when I ran into my grandfather on the beach.... he kinda gave me the distinct impression that he probably would be willing to buy the boat back. For a lot." that last part she was throwing in there as something she hoped but wasn't sure about. But she made sure she was touching and kissing and tangled with him when she presented this idea since he was kinda huffy when it came to Theseus.
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"What kind of details?" He positioned his chin against his collar bone, watching her continue to undress him. It really was a sexy move, his stomach muscles twitched at her soft touches. She was good at those. Nothing like the nails raking a chalkboard when Lust got a hold of him. There were probably small bruises that were now soft yellow left from Lust's grip. He reached out though, snaking a finger up her arm as she snuggled up. He paused when she mentioned Theseus. "You want me to sell my boat?" He asked pitifully.
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"Details that are none of their business.." whenever she noticed a bruise, she gave it a soft kiss as if to show his body that it was with her now. She knew where he got them from. He'd left sex bruises on her before. She put an arm around him in her snuggly embrace, her body pressed to his, "No. No no no, I don't want you to do anything except be happy. All I'm saying is that he seems to miss that boat. And you don't like the water.. you don't like the boat. And you had said you wanted to get a different one in the future. Remember you said you wanted to name it Ava?" she kissed his jaw.
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"So tell me..." Of course Greed would want to hear about himself. It puffed up his ego when it was already a little deflated. He laughed again at her ticklish kisses. Zoe was very particular in how she worded things, she was learning how to be sneaky through the master himself.
"I did want a new one..." He could decorate Theseus' all he wanted, but in the end it just aggravated him. Zoe was turning into a commendable swindler.
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"All I will say is they asked if I had any naked pictures of you. I said yes but they were for my eyes only." and she kissed him on the lips, "They've been trying to steal my phone ever since."
She was careful, "Yeah.. you can keep an eye out and get something you really like. One that no one knows about. And if you get it later than people wouldn't even think of looking for it." since he was always worried about his family taking his stuff and Lust knew he had a boat now. But if he sold it... and waited... she wouldn't know he'd get a boat again. Zoe didn't really want him to buy a boat, she just wanted him to sell this one and get distracted by the piles of cash it would bring in.
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Greed had sent her a slew of pictures of him all kinds of nearly naked. "I should send you one of my ass. That always gets a good conversation going." He snorted that time in his laugh, inviting more kisses. His mind did go where she wanted he was thinking of just how much money he could rake in with that boat. He smirked devilishly. "How much do you think I could squeeze out of him?"
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She chuckled and gave him a few more kisses. Her eyes shone when he seemed to get on board, "I was thinking probably twice what the boat's worth plus renovations." since he'd sunk some money into 'fixing' it. She was putting a big price tag on it but her grandfather was kinda a dick and he could afford it she was sure. She'd be helping him and helping her boyfriend. She looked at Greed and waited to see what he thought of that price tag.
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There was a scary grin on his face, so wide, so big that it could have taken over his entire face! He was rubbing his fingers together, feeling the money there before even throwing out a number. This wasn't even entirely his plan and he had to love the girl that cooked it up just for him.