Chance Avaritia "Greed" (better_than) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2013-07-17 21:52:00 |
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Entry tags: | greed, zoe hansen |
Who: Greed and Zoe
What: ZOE SAID THE L-WORD :O
Where: Greed's apartment
When: [Backdated] June 29th, Sunday afternoon
Warnings: Fluff and short
Status: Complete
Zoe spent the next couple of days with Greed, mostly in bed or on the sofa or the kitchen.. but basically as domesticated homebodies. Just enjoying each others company and bringing him back to the sweet mix of Sin and boy that made up her boyfriend. They'd learned a few things which she kept in mind. For example, they both could not be naked fully together. One could but the other had to have on at least underwear. Which is why Greed was butt naked, it was his place after all and he didn't have to worry about anybody barging in so he could walk around naked if he wanted and Zoe found up in one of his formal button downs which showed off her naked long legs and the first few buttons were undone, dipping so far down her front that you could practically see side boob. She had dropped the matter of Theseus since they discussed it when they first got to his place. She knew when he was ready, he'd tell her.
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Greed could parade around naked all day long and feel more comfortable than with fancy clothes. He looked just as good without them as he did with them. At least that moment of depressive self loathing had finally disappeared. Lust had tried to drive that one in deep enough so he’d stop eating and look up to her standards. Greed dressed and looked according to his moods. Right now he was comfortable, so Zoe could appreciate all the squishy parts that Lust dubbed as fat and disgusting.
There were still a few of her eclairs left which he had in the refrigerator ready to be eaten when she waltzed in his shirt. Women always did this in movies. Women never did this with Greed’s clothes. For some reason he couldn’t scold her too much because she just looked so damn inviting. More so than that eclair in his hand.
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Zoe was pretty content at the moment as she wandered into the kitchen. She didn’t even look at him as she said, “Don’t worry, I promise I’ll change out of it soon.” she fumbled to do up the buttons since so much of the skin of her torso was showing, “Even if it is pretty comfortable...” she knew he had a thing about his clothing. Though she’d noticed while annoyed, he had a hard time complaining about it too much when he actually saw her in it.
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“You can’t keep it.” She still had his favorite Zombie shirt. He left it with her because if anything ever happened he had some sort of leverage to see her. It was a necessary plant. He motioned for her to come forward by the curling of his finger. “I’m not inclined to admit that you look better in that shirt than me am I?”
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She chuckled, “I wouldn’t dream of such a thing.” a normal girlfriend would get annoyed that her boyfriend wouldn’t let her keep something small like that but Zoe knew how Greed was and she was honored at the fact that he even let her wear it. She went over to him, giving up on the buttons for now, her hands partly covered by the cuffs. “Can’t we call it a tie?” she turned the lapels up, snuggling into it a bit, inhaling the scent. She liked how his clothes smelled like him and she loved wearing them and getting the scent on her.
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And for some reason he liked the soft sweet smell she left in his clothes. So, he'd let her wraggle that shirt, but he would have it back. A single finger traced the that bare trail of skin she offered from the open buttons. He hooked the finger where the first button clung, which was nearly to her navel and dragged her forward, he taking big slow steps forward so he could get a peek.
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Her face became heated when he touched her and then hooked the shirt for a peek. Her first instinct was to stop him but they were in his apartment, no one was going to see, it was just the two of them. And he was stark ass naked himself. But he only got that, a peek, before she stepped forward so the gap he created in the shirt was gone. She put her hands on his hard chest and looked from him to the eclair in his hand and then back to him with her brows raised. “That qualified for a bite I think?”
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He tapped his lips first. "I'll take a bite." She meant the eclair. It didn't mean he would hand it over so easy, even with all her curvy bits pressed into him.
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She grinned, “Are you trying to turn me on to just a diet of you?” since he’d told her she could eat him a few days ago.” she slid her hands up his chest and around his neck, “While delicious I don’t think it’s entirely nutritious.” but she raised herself on her toes so she could lightly sink her teeth into his fat bottom lip. He was tastier and more unhealthy than any pastry on earth.
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"I could live with that." He nodded with an assured look on his face which quickly turned into a purr when she sunk her teeth in. "I'm tasty." He growled a little diving in for a kiss before she could let go of his lip.
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Her response was muffled since he captured her lips for a kiss before she could break away, not that she minded. She curled her arms tighter around his neck, the back of the shirt she was wearing riding up to show a peek of her bubble rear he seemed to like so much. The only thing separating them was the thin business shirt of his she was wearing. She kissed him slow and luxuriously, taking her time with it. There was nothing else she rather do or anywhere else she rather be.
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He let his hand slip down her back, rubbing the shirt tail between his fingers. While her mouth kept him distracted his hands wanted to grope. That long kiss just hit him weak in the knees as he walked her backward until her hip nudged the end of the counter.
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She jumped when her hip hit the counter, she hadn’t even noticed that he had been moving her backward. Even with just one hand, he was very skilled in making her body feel warm and fuzzy but his lips definitely helped with that too. She wished she had a genie or knew a fairy or something that could let them do more right now. But all they knew were demons and while they probably could get to be intimate, it wouldn’t be worth the price. And she was more than happy to be with him forever even if it meant just stolen kisses and gropes. The jostle had caused her to break the kiss, but her lips stayed close to his as she looked at him from under dark lashes.
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His own lashes dropped as he looked down at the few buttons that were left unhinged. He waved the fabric back and forth with his hooked forefinger. The temptation was there no matter how much she masked it with a thin piece of clothing. He would always want to push the limits because he was Greed. He nearly caught her mouth in his but turned his lips down to slide down her neck for a taste.
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Her lips parted for a kiss but he surprised her (as always) when he went for her neck. She took in a slow breath because it was unexpected and she kinda wanted to slide to the floor. One of the hands around his neck traveled up the back of his head, fingers curling into his short hair. They really couldn’t do this for long so she wanted to enjoy it before things got too hot. Literally.
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She had the counter to use as leverage while he made her melt. It's what she got for making his entire body tingle from head to toe. His hand moved from the shirt taking the road up her hip, thumb rubbing the crease where it met her thigh. She was exuding desire, and he was a moth to that flame.
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She didn’t even remember the counter until her butt bumped into it again. She bit the side of her bottom lip when he came really close to dangerous territory. She scooted back, her plump rump scooching onto the counter so she was sitting on it and his investigation of the crease was pulled away by the action. But it also meant that her legs were slightly apart and literally the only thing she was wearing was his shirt. She wanted him to go back to her mouth or neck, forget about the areas they couldn’t play in.
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She may have thought there was a barrier now but the invitation was still open. The back of his hand grazed her inner thigh so he could settle in his most favorite place to be, right between her legs. He still feasted on her neck as if it were a popsicle.
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She squirmed when she felt his hand graze her inner thigh and her legs bent at the knees instinctively squeezing him at his hips as her hands wanted to pull him closer but that was the worst idea possible and there was just a little bit of space between them that was probably keeping him from turning into a boiler room.
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He could feel the sweat start to bead up against his neck, he wasn't on fire just a little sheen starting against his skin. His kisses scanned back to her mouth, nuzzling her nose for her to take another bite of that fat bottom lip, so she wouldn't notice his hands glide down her legs.
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His kisses were distracting and when his lips came back to hers that fog rolled into her brain. She kissed him softly but when he silently urged her to go for more she bit his bottom lip and raked it between her teeth like he had done so often to her. Her hands could feel the warmth spreading across his skin though...
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It made his breath catch, but he didn't maul her after that, he just wanted more. He squeezed her thighs, his thumbs dipping down that same crease he'd played with before she sat on the counter. He was dipping into that invisible wall. If he played too far he was going to burn like a bug in bright light.
His tongue lined her top row of teeth, but he held back that tongue, just a little longer.
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The fact that he showed even that small amount of restraint spoke volumes. She knew he was here with her in the moment and he knew it was her, she wasn’t just some random female body. It made her feel loved and wanted and drove her crazy with desire for him. Her own skin was starting to warm under his hands. Just a little more, a little further and then they’d stop. Her arm curled around his neck to bring him closer as she tilted her head and sucked on his tongue for a brief moment before he took it back. That was borderline but they wouldn’t know the limits until they tried going past it.
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He couldn't help it when she played with his tongue, even the smallest bit, his hands dipped a little further. But that pesky shirt, he had to open it up.
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She wasn’t going to help him with the shirt mainly because she didn’t know that’s what he was after. She was focused on his mouth and kissing it. Her fingers ran up the back of his head from the nape of his neck and her brow creased slightly in the kiss as she could feel the little hairs were moist with sweat.
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Greed let the shirt slowly drop down her shoulders to reveal that pretty skin. He drew shapes on her shoulder, circles, squares and triangles, kissing where the points all met together. He let his lips stay away from her mouth so he could enjoy a little more. She had taught him that.
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It was so sweet how he was trying to hold on, while he could melt her body easily, it always awed her how he could melt her heart. He was still between her legs, squeezed in there and one foot moved up and down a little in a caressing way along his hip before sneaking around and pressing against his naked sculpted butt to bring him a tiny bit closer.
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One hand snaked down her leg, tickling the top of her foot with a grin against her skin while his teeth raked her shoulder. He would literally put a hicky on her neck just to get more and get a step further before he turned into the sun she couldn't touch. But there was also only so far he could trick his own body for Zoe.
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She squirmed with a small laugh that sounded like a squeak when it came out. She was highly ticklish and he knew it, she couldn’t help it. But it ended in a sucked in breath of air when she felt his teeth. She wished they could keep going.. her eyes half closed as he feasted on her. One arm dropped and her hand touched his side, pressing into it as he continued.
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Her hands were so soft. Not rough, no nails digging into his skin like daggers. It skyrocketed his pulse easy. He wasn't giving up but he wanted to taste her tongue again. He made a detour from her neck to her ear and then her lips. If he was sweating before, he started to heat up the moment he broke through her lips.
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When his temperature spiked, it brought her back to reality a little bit. She felt his lips at her ear and coming for her own, she managed to only get his name out. It was hot, breathy, she wanted him to continue but she knew what would happen if they would, especially with tongue. One of the surefire ways of getting him sick. She leaned back as if that might deter him a little, her hand gripping onto him not wanting to let go but he’d be useless for awhile if he got too heated.
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She pulled back and he whined in the back of his throat. She was sitting on his counter completely naked, he was completely naked and he couldn't help but want her.
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She wanted him too, so bad. She practically wanted to scream or cry with how much she wanted him right now. “You stick that in my mouth and you’ll drop to the floor..” she said quietly as she rested her brow against his. Her other foot went from the side of his hip to around, her ankles locked against his butt. Her own butt just enough far back on the counter so her danger zone was not pressed against his.
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That was the difficult part. He wanted to keep tasting something. "Well what am I supposed to do? Let you do it?" He had already, but that was relinquishing some of his control so that he got to enjoy this the maximum amount of time before his body put up the protective walls.
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She would have laughed if it wasn’t such a messy situation. It was a good question though. What were they supposed to do? She had a thought... for them sexy times were an experimentation. To see how far they could go before he literally couldn’t go anymore. She had a curious look on her face, “Do you want me to....?” she stayed close to him and whispered, “Tell me what you want me to do...” they had learned he liked control. But did he like all kinds of control? Or did he just like to take control? This might end badly but they wouldn’t know unless they tried.
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His rested his palms flatly on the countertop, cool to touch to that slightly warm skin. There was that tiny whine in the back of his throat as he flopped his head down on her shoulder. Options, he had options....he was just a little clouded by his frustration. "I just want to feel you." Which meant any number of ways. He was a sensory Sin. He needed touch.
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She rested her head against his. It was difficult for her too. She fidgeted her legs a little, the balls of her feet kneading his butt some. “Which part of me?” she asked softly. Whatever he wanted to feel, he could feel. Yes, there were restrictions, but they’d deal with them in a minute, right now she just wanted him to do whatever he wanted.
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He was stomping his feet inside his head. He was throwing so many mental tantrums he had to calm down a moment to express what he was thinking. How did he say it? How did he explain it?
There was a long exasperated sigh with his face still buried in the crook of her neck. "I want...." This was ridiculous. The Sin of greed having a hard time saying what he wanted. He moved his hands, linking his fingers with hers like vines on a tree. "I want to feel something with you. To connect." Experience some kind of sensation.
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He seemed.. he was just lovely. It was such a beautiful sentiment. She was kinda speechless. She was sitting practically naked, he was fully naked and he wanted to feel with her. Have a connection like when they made love. She was in awe of him and a hint of a soft smile was on her lips as she stretched and curled her fingers around his. She nuzzled him, feeling warm and special. She didn’t know what to tell him, she didn’t have anything except complete love for him that the actual words slipped out, so hushed that she wasn’t sure if she just said them in her mind like she had a thousand times before, “I love you...”
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He'd never heard those words before. Not like that. Not that wasn't forced, pulled or manipulated out of someone. Girls had said it in fits of pleasure, when they couldn't get enough of him. Stella had spoken those words in desperation. Josie for someone else. Greed cringed inside at those words, the Sin didn't know how to channel it. He knew she had felt it---but to hear it? It put him in some kind of high. She did have magic powers. But to have that in his grasp in the form of three small words hell was never meant to keep---well, Greed had something they didn't now.
He grinned against her shoulder, that creepy smile that said 'I have something you don't have' like any little kid sticking out his tongue on the playground as he took away another's ball. It was his now. No giving it back.
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Her eyes were closed as she continued to rest against him and he hadn’t made a sound or moved a muscle so she assumed, thank God, that she hadn’t said what she’d been thinking outloud. She was just enjoying being in the mostly nude moment with him.
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He nuzzled his nose further into that little shelf her shoulder provided. He waited a few minutes before he nestled his chin on that ledge. "Four months. It took you four months to tell me that?" He had been miffed he said it first. Who was he to admit those kind of things? And then she had just let it pass like a star shooting across the sky. He'd damn well deserved those words.
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She was taken by surprise when he finally spoke. He had heard! A faint blush crept in her cheeks and she stretched her fingers between his. She was so glad he wasn’t looking at her as she muttered, “A lot longer actually...” she’d been in love with him way before he spoke of his feelings in Lithuania. She’d told him that she started falling for him soon after they met and days like today reminded her that she was still falling for him which surprised her because she didn’t know how much deeper she could love him but it was always a joy to find out.
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"What held you back the evil part of me?" He huffed. The Sin was a little ticked, not sure if because she said it or because he had it now. Both knew and felt that flight as if he'd jumped off a ten story building.
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She couldn’t help the soft laugh that escaped her lips. “No.. I held me back.” she paused and her fingers wriggled in his for a moment, “It.. scares me. How much I feel for you.” she pressed a kiss to whatever part of him she could reach, “All of you.” it included the non-squishy evil bits. She wasn’t saying those three words for one face or one side, she meant it for all of him. No, they didn’t agree all the time, and there were parts she liked better but she believed you couldn’t love someone and then reject part of who they were at their core. He was a Sin. It was part of him and she loved that part of him too because if he hadn’t been a Sin they wouldn’t be together and she never forgot that.
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He moved his head from that perfect little space, his eyes narrowing her in inspection. He had predicted she would have agreed with him, but when she didn't that threw the Sin off his radar. He doomed in to her face, his nose squished against hers with that unblinking stare. "Uh huh." The girl couldn't lie well at all and he believed her explanation. It made him growl with a huffy breath of air. How dare she? Damnit.
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She narrowed her own eyes as if to ask what he was doing, really half the time she didn't know. Her eyes then went wide when he smushed his face into hers, so close up. But she didn't recoil or pull back, she stayed there, looking into his beautiful baby blues. She was lost. "Uh huh?" was all she managed to ask about why he was so growly and huffy when apparently she'd given him something he'd wanted for months.
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The fact that she accepted all of him, every single face he hid under those baby blues----he hated and adored her for it. Now that he had that tidbit he wasn't ever letting it go. "All of me is not ever letting you take that back."
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She smiled, he was adorable when he was grumpy. She didn’t know why he was grumpy.. he was acting like she would take it back. “Why would I wanna ever take it back..?” and because his face was still pressed against hers, she puckered up and smooched him cutely while still smiling.
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"Because---" he still kept that grumpy face on pecking her lips after hers left his with her kiss. "You're so damn adorable. I hate it."
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It was a kodak moment, having a conversation with your faces practically smushed together. That smile stayed on her lips, “Funny.. I was thinking the same thing about you.”
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He dropped her hands only to just as quickly grab her face for a real kiss. "Stop it." He insisted with that pouty bottom lip. He wasn't supposed to be able to have her love. But he would damn sure take it, like he did everything.
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He seemed so serious about her ‘stopping it’. Was she supposed to stop being adorable? She didn’t even think she was being adorable. She loved that he thought it though. She squealed in surprise against his lips when he laid one on her and her hands went to his shoulders and then slowly slid forward going down his upper back as she practically melted into his kiss.
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"I hate you." He whispered against her lips. He tugged on that bottom lip hoping she would slip that tongue in. If he wasn't able to, maybe she would then he could hate her even more.
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She was floating on their little love cloud but wasn’t stupid enough to do tongue with him. Her hands went further down his back and then turned in towards each other making a U-turn and going slowly up. They crossed and brushed up along the nape of his neck as she held him close, “You want me to go..?” she whispered back, breaking the kiss up into a couple of smaller kisses. She was pretty sure he didn’t hate her.
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His lips hung on as long as they could, stuck to the wetness of hers as they lingered. "Why would I want you to go?" He asked with those pretty long lashes closed over his eyes.
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She laughed softly and rubbed her nose against his, “Thought you hated me..” was it wrong she just wanted to stay for a few more hours? Maybe even days... which as he knew it was the third day, normally when she went home. She didn’t know if she freaked him out or not. He seemed to still want to be with her but he seemed a little weirded out. She wanted to give him the space to decide to do what he wanted while she was still nervous about her admission of love. Maybe she hadn’t untangled herself from him because she was scared he’d disappear if she did.