Chance Avaritia "Greed" (better_than) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2013-12-06 21:55:00 |
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Current mood: | aggravated |
Current music: | "Gimme What I Don't Know" by Justin Timberlake |
Entry tags: | greed, temperance, zoe hansen |
WHO: Greed, Zoe, Jonah
WHEN: [Backdated] November 17th
WHERE: Zoe/Jonah's apartment
WHAT: Oh noes! Jonah's cover is blown!
WARNING: mentions of sex, cuddles, and Virtue and Sin stare off...
Zoe made love to Greed while he cursed and scream, then he took his turn after they recharged. And a few hours after that in the early hours of the morning, he decided to have her again because they could. In the morning, she was naked and snuggled into his naked body, she still was avoiding what he had been trying to get her to talk about the night before. She just wanted this for right now. Warmth, nakedness, closeness. She didn't want to deal with the real world or real consequences to these actions. She just lay there with him and absently massaged her hand in the quiet morning as sunlight poured through the window into the room.
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He'd spent an entire twenty-four plus hours at her apartment. The most he'd been at her place for any length of time with a guardian roommate within ten feet and still able to hear every word Greed howled out. Jonah's ears had to have been bleeding by then, much to Greed's delight. She had worn him out again, he was starting to get tired on this bike. Lust and him usually fueled each other. He could go for days like this. But sex with all these emotions wrapped up inside them like a Christmas package took soooo much more energy. Exhausted wasn't the word.
The sun was blinding through the window so Greed just rolled over shielding it with his back and cuddling her into his arms as far as she could possibly fit. He noticed she kept playing with her wrist, so he took over the hand massage.
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She blinked in surprise when he took her hand to take over massaging it and gently but sharply plucked her wrist out of his hands and curled it into her chest, her other hand protectively covering the wrist, her thumb rubbing against her palm, "No, it's fine.." she said softly. But the underlying truth was.. she didn't want him to do it because when this was all over, she didn't trust him to be there and still do it. She rather not get used to it.
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Well then...someone was in a pissy mood. He laid there with his hands still in position as if her wrist was there between them, only he was holding air. "Are you done being a brat?" So, she fucked his brains out and then just wanted to build up a new wall? This time an invisible one he couldn't walk through? He almost preferred the window if this was how she was going to play it.
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She gave him look, her mouth open a little. "How does that make me a brat?" she shook her head, "I don't think I even want to know." she yanked on a pillow and put her head on it, trying to get comfortable. Not like she got tons of sleep the night before.
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"Really?" He jerked the pillow out from under her head, scooping her up in his arms so all she had to use for a headrest was his bicep. He felt so violated with this behavior. He'd stayed the night all the way into the next morning, he needed way more than a few hours sleep and now she was playing him hot and cold.
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She let out a slight yelp of surprise as he grabbed her. "Ohmygod.. what is the matter with you!?" she asked him and brushed some of the hair out of her face as she glared at him and his lunatic antics while she was now in his arms.
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"You ride me like a damn horse, steal my sleep and now trying to play this 'don't touch me' game?" He wasn't sure if there were some side effects to whatever the hell was going on that had let him even have sex with her, but he was starting to feel it. His muscles ached, it was as if he was coming down with the flu and that just made him groggy. He didn't need her waving this 'I don't need you' banner in his face now.
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She looked at him like he was crazy and shoved at his chest to get him off her, "I did not ride you like a horse," she was insulted that he made it sound like some cheap fuck, "I didn't steal your sleep, and I am naked pressed up against you so when did I say don't touch me?" she just didn't want him to massage her hand, why was that so bad?
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"You saying you didn't fuck me hard?" He was getting cranky. That was painfully obvious. Most men didn't like feeling so sluggish, especially Greed. He had no idea why or who was doing it but he didn't need her being mean in the process. He grabbed at her again, he wasn't about to let her go. But the wrestling match came to an end when he flopped over the side of the bed with a crash. He was pretty sure something hit him in the head because now he he was dizzy.
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"Chance!" she exclaimed when he fell out of bed. She leaned over the side and put her arms around his neck, "Are you okay?" she was irritated with him but she didn't want him to get hurt. Unless she hit him.
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"Your dresser bit me." He rubbed the back of his head, resting his chin on the side of the bed. Now he didn't know which was worse, the headache or the fact that she was still putting space between them. After sex before the last two times he would have expected she felt a damn supernova with him....or was that just in his head?
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She kissed the spot he rubbed, "Can you come back to bed.. I think we both need sleep." she was trying to put off dealing with her insane emotions for as long as possible. "You might be all super sex guy but six times in 24 hours is gonna be enough to make anyone exhausted." she scooted back onto the mattress and put the pillow back under her head.
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He had half-moon marks in his skin where she'd dug what little nails she had into his skin, and his own set of bruises. "I don't get tired..." he groaned. It's like his batteries were just running on empty. Crawling up in bed was a feat. "I climbed all seven flights of stairs without even breaking a sweat...and now my sex mojo just gets tired?" The Sin wasn't at all used to that. He finally pulled himself up on the mattress, curling himself around her. He stayed quiet for the longest time before he just asked.
"Am I the only one that saw a fucking volcanic supernova?" He'd said something very similar in Lithuania, but this was both boys getting a taste and trying to put together all the pieces of the puzzle.
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"Maybe you do get tired... I know I'm kinda exhausted... and sore." and it wasn't just that she couldn't walk straight, Greed held on so tight, she had bruises up and down her body. She lay there half asleep and asked, "What supernova..?" her mind not connecting the dots too saturated in sex, fatigue, and sadness.
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"No I don't but damn if I don't feel like I was run over by a truck." He was whining in his big baby voice, curling her into him as his body pillow. He needed a full body deep tissue massage because he was pretty sure every muscle in his body was screaming. "Did you miss the bright lights or was I imagining it?" Now he felt like a tool. Maybe he had dreamed it up.
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"You need sleep." she sighed since he was being a big whiny baby and she wriggled around in his arms until she was facing him, her boobs squished against him as she put her arms around his neck. She hated him but she couldn't stand the thought of him being away from her. She hated herself. "What lights..?" she asked in a tired voice. He wasn't making any sense.
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She wore him like a cologne, something she'd washed away before but he liked as a reminder of what she was to him. She had him all over her. He put his hands out trying to describe it. "During sex! When it seemed like we were both flying off a cliff at the same time."
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She leaned back to look at him and frowned a little, "How hard did you hit your head.....?" because she didn't understand what he meant about seeing a light during sex, "Did you see heaven or something?"
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"I dunno did I? You make it sound like you didn't feel it at all..." She'd talked about that shit all the time. Connecting on a spiritual level. "It wasn't just me cramming my shit in a hole...it was different." Fucking fuck this girl, what was she doing to him? More importantly what was the universe doing to him? It hurt like hell to admit...but...
He liked it.
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She rested her brow against his and sighed with her eyes closed, "Whatever you felt, I feel three times that, almost all the time." and it had hurt so much to know he hadn't felt the same way.
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"If I had the energy I'd let you do it again..." It wasn't that he hadn't ever felt it, but the Sin who had been bouncing around for months had not ever had the chance to have that, and initially he wanted to reject it, but that force that was allowing this to happen was allowing him to understand it. He'd argue with her once they had time to sleep off all the exhaustion that wouldn't allow them to fight like the psychotic couple they really were. Greed even had some drool left on the pillow by the time he got up, stretching his arms out and hearing all those tired muscles pull and crack in every direction. She was the only girl he pulled against him to spoon. And when she turned in her sleep, she whined a little, flexing her hand which he grabbed a hold of. Maybe he could work it in her sleep since she was so adamant he not touch it when she was awake.
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Zoe needed the sleep, she woke up at the small pain in her hand and her eyes were half open as she watched him, the sheet pooling around her naked lower back showing off some hefty bruises he'd given her. She looked incredibly depressed as she watched him and said, "I told you it was fine..." this was really an issue with her it seemed.
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"Where the hell is that tiger balm?" There was only so much he could rub away before he rubbed away skin. He hadn't even noticed the bruises, as he was used to all that and the burn they left. But the welt finger-sized prints he'd left in her went through at least a few layers of muscle. She'd be feeling them for days...maybe even a week. "Yes you told me, but I'm not listening." Wasn't that what he was good at? Being an ass?
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She made a slight face but let him keep her hand, "You hate tiger balm." she was going to need a full body rubdown in tiger balm in the next couple of days, "Chance.. please.. I'm gonna cry if you don't stop." she wasn't being threatening, she was being truthful. She could handle him being sweet during sex, but when it came to real life acts of comfort, caring, and kindness, she didn't want to get used it from him.
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He leaned over his side of the bed digging through the dresser that had stabbed him in the head earlier. She was being ridiculous. Why was him touching her freaking her out so much? Sex was the closest anyone could get to another person as far as touching, and this was bothering her? He cackled loudly when he finally found it, twisting open the cap and digging out a fingerful ready to slap on her wrist until he caught sight of the bruises on her back. "Jesus fuck do I need to bathe you in this stuff?" She looked like a leper.
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She let out an exasperated noise that was a cross between a growl and a whine, "Back offfffff....." but he wasn't listening. At his exclamation she turned her head to look over her shoulder and then her mouth dropped open as she raised her arm and looked down at her side, giant bruises were everywhere, it looked like indentation marks were on her side. "Ohmygod..." she flopped face first into the pillow, the rest of her words muffled, not wanting to know where else she had these ugly marks and how on earth she was going to explain them, but at least now she knew why she was unbelievably sore.
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He urged her softly to lay on her stomach where he proceeded to rub the balm into her shoulders first. It smelled like a skunk to him, but by the time he made it down her sides, to the curve of her hips he'd become immune to it's potent smell. It practically clogged his nose now, there was no smelling anything else. Fingering out another huge glob he moved so he was straddling her but (sheets in between) as he continued his rub down that she wouldn't get any better than a professional masseuse. So maybe he'd tried it a time or two to get laid. This time he'd gotten laid beforehand.
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She was tense at first and resistant but he wore her down soon, her body ached.. in more than one way. He hadn't given her a massage in almost a year. But he was skilled with his hands and she knew rubbing on her naked body was something he probably enjoyed too. She let out little whimpers, noises of surprise, pain, pleasure all mixed into one as he worked. She finally sighed and gave in, "Hate you..." she mumbled but didn't fight his magic fingers.
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"If I wasn't so damn tired this would turn into more than a massage," he purred in her ear and then leaned back up to continue softly rubbing down her body with the caress a shoe-polisher gave his shoes. He slid down onto her legs, fingering away the sheet slowly as his thumbs made their way past the curve of her spine into the round top of her butt. "If anyone asks you're not a domestic abuse victim." She was a black, blue and purple Dalmatian.
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She shivered a little at his words in her ear but they were both pretty tired even if she wanted to have sex with him again right now. At his second set of words she smiled amused, "Isn't that what an abuser would tell his victim to say?"
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"I didn't get to tie you up, then you could have used that excuse." His fingers slid down her lower hip, not leaving a single area untouched. His nose should have been bleeding tiger balm by the time he had a chance to climb up her neck and in between her shoulder blades. "If you have a moment right now I'll be impressed." He was getting a little jealous she wasn't doing the same to him about now.
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She hummed, "You're good but not that good and I don't think I have the energy for an O moment based on a massage." her voice got quiet as she added, "I rather just enjoy it so I can remember it." she doubted he'd ever do it again. Caring for her was not his strong point these days.
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"I dunno it is pretty sexy," even if he couldn't breathe anymore. His nose hairs had been completely burned out. The second sentence he just kind of paused and looked at her with his eyes boring into the back of her head. "You act like I'm dying and you won't see me after today." How insulting.
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She was silent and then folded her arms under her head and turned her head to look at him a little asking quietly, "When was the last time you gave me a massage....?" she'd given him a few, and he'd mentioned giving her one but he never seemed to get around to it. She did think he was gonna die, this version of him that was sweet and looking after her. He hadn't done that in a long time.
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"Uh..." he couldn't remember exactly, it had been some time ago. Everything before Poseidon and the months later kind of blurred together. Time had passed pretty quickly and Greed had been stuck up his own ass for too long to even notice. "a while?" He paused again gooching her sides for a little bit of a squeal, or scream, whichever came first. "What is this all about?" She was being ridiculous.
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She only winced when he did that and then thought of what to say, "When Poseidon broke my wrist and you weren't there, I told you maybe I needed to not rely on you so much. So you became this uber rock of strength and took the hits he dealt for both of us to weather it and in the end it bit us in the ass and our relationship suffered and you felt like you couldn't be honest with me and this was..." she shook her head, he knew how the story had gone, "I just don't want to get used to you being sweet and caring because maybe that's something you're not supposed to be with me. And it hurts a lot more when you give a taste and take it away than when you don't give it at all." he knew a little something about that. Having a taste and then being starved for it.
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"I cracked. Even Sins have breaking points Zoe. It was hit after hit after hit. I was losing everything..." it felt like someone was sticking him in a plastic back with no holes to breathe and slowly that bag was suffocating him. Finally he just tried to rip his way out by destroying the things that were still keeping him alive. His hands stopped their motion, rested on the curve of her back at the base of her spine. It was a hidden valley between the hill of her butt, he loved that little curve. "Dishonesty is in my nature..." but it wasn't with her. "You call me or on my shit when I mess up, but I was so mad over Poseidon I wanted him to pay. For breaking you, for fucking everything good I had. So, when I asked Wrath I didn't tell you because I knew you talk meet our if it and if I didn't get some anger out I was going to lose control and run back with my tail between my legs. I can't run to everyone to fix my messes, but I end up making bigger messes. Now I've dropped an atomic bomb and don't know if you'll let me rebuild but fuck if I'm not gonna to try. You look at this as just sex. Once it's under my belt I'm gone. And maybe it was the first time. But I also see it as an opportunity. He rained his fingers up her spine in a little dance. "It was an opportunity. Opportunity to have you open up again to me. I told you once I feed off what you emit. This gave us some common ground. A start. Something I can hold on to." He wouldn't say hope, it was a Virtue word, butt that was the Sin way of admitting he wanted this. All of this.
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She listened to him and then raised a brow, "You were planning on ditching me yesterday after the first time?" she wasn't mad, she just found it interesting. But he had stayed. She rested her head back on her arms and was quiet, but his words had hit their mark in her body which was calm under his touch. "I can't believe you when you say you're going to be there..." she peeked over at him and gave him a pointed look. No, his words were almost meaningless but what she was getting at it that he needed to show her, like he was now. She would only start to trust him again through his actions and he was on the right path for that. But the wrong action.. and it would topple everything.
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"It crossed my mind yes. I have wanted that ass since day one. That's a year Zoe of waiting to finally have a taste fully as everything I am. But it wasn't enough...because it was the little things I wanted more. The way you brush your lips to mine. The way you kiss my ear, or smile with that golden glow. The way I can fly off a cliff with you and come back with your arms still there to wrap around me. It's the way a lover treats someone, not a girl with quarters waiting to watch me go." He had to have it before seeing he wanted everything else that came before and after that meant more than the joyride.
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She kept looking at him and it stung for him to admit he had thought of leaving but... "It's not the way a lover treats someone, it's the way you treat someone you love." she reached her hand behind her, it was awkward in this position of theirs with her laying on her stomach, "That right there.. you telling me you thought of going after sex. That was brutal. And it hurts. But it was honest. I've always valued that about you. You'd tell me the truth no matter how much it might hurt. You forgot that for awhile so your words... they're kinda hollow. When you tell me you want to be with me, I don't believe you, but when you show me that you do care about me," she looked at her back signaling the massage he was giving her to ease the bruises he caused, "It's hard not to believe you.."
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He could have gotten up to give her room to move and look at him but he want going to. Hearing her words would hurt more if he was staring her in the face. All he heard at first was her lack of trust in him and he started to complain. "So where does that leave us?" He couldn't shake that she still may not want the same things anymore.
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She sat up since he was being bratty and covered her front with the sheet, "I don't know... depends on what each of us wants." she looked at him expectantly, she wasn't sure about his wants anymore either.
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He was usually the first to express what he wanted. But he wanted her answer first, once he had her answer he could argue it. "What is it you want?"
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She looked to the side and thought about it, "I don't know... I just.. I want you in my life but I don't want to keep hurting. And sometimes it feels like I can't have both."
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Greed has his end of the sheet bunched up in his lap where he picked at the loose string on the side. He opened his mouth expecting to throw back at her why they were supposed to be together but she hadn't exactly said no. With his mouth wide open he glanced at her brown seal eyes and clamped it shut again. Now he had to rethink his entire rant because she'd not come out with what he'd expected to hear.
"I thought making you hurt at the rave would make me feel better but it just made me realize it's game over if I break you." He didn't want to hurt her but no matter what he tried he was doomed to fuck up. He dropped his gaze from her like she'd just scolded him with a slap. "I don't always want to hurt..." he just wanted so much the price sometimes was too great.
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She crossed her arms over the sheet on her chest and leaned her slicked up back against the headboard, "But it still happens.... Chance, we have to consider that maybe we're not..." she trailed off with a slight shrug. If they were just friends, he could do most of the things he did and it wouldn't hurt as much.
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"Not what?" his voice was biting. He was pinning her back before she could even answer because he knew what she wanted to say and he wasn't ready to hear it. If losing his car and his job had felt like she ripped off an appendage, then taking her out of the equation would be as if she had cut him right down the middle.
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She heaved a sigh and gave him a look, "Not... meant to be together. As a couple. We'd still be friends, and see each other just not..." it wouldn't be so painful and so emotional. She was running from her feelings but she was a child of Theseus, it was how they dealt with their problems.
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"No. No...no...NO." He wasn't going to accept that answer. While he was learning that they could and were more than just sex partners now, he couldn't accept that answer because Zoe was the golden statue. He wasn't going to let her run away from this.
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"Argh..." she put her hands to her face and then dropped them, "Is it cause you don't want me to date other guys like last time? Trust me, the last thing I want to do is go on a date. I promise you I won't date other guys." she kinda just wanted to be alone really.
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"NO. That's not it! It's because once you cut those ties from me it'll be like cutting me off at the waist." It was a very unnerving feeling for him losing ANYTHING at all. "You're more valuable to me than anything else I have." It was bigger than her just being a trophy prize. If she cut herself off from him in any way than what they were, it would be a devastating blow.
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"I'm more valuable to you NOW. I was before and then you got mad and you tried to literally break me. Now I'm valuable again. What happens when I stop being valuable again?" it was scary for her, "I always thought I meant too much to you for you to did what you did and I was wrong. I'm scared of being wrong again." she wanted him to understand that.
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He was feeling very claustrophobic again but there was something keeping him from setting into a panic, mostly due to the Virtue he had yet to sniff out. His priorities were with the moment now and the naked girl he was sitting next to.
He didn't have a good answer here because he didn't know anymore himself. "I didn't think I would do that...there were circumstances that led me somewhere I don't want to be. I don't want to ever break you like that again." It honestly frightened him.
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"I know you said you agreed it's game over if you hurt me again purposely like that. But.. I don't know. I just don't know anything about us anymore it feels like." she shook her head, she was feeling lost, "I just keep thinking what if circumstances happen again." to her, it was easier to just quit now and hide forever than risk it.
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"You're pissing me off...that's what you're doing." She didn't get it. And when he had the energy to fight her he would. Right now it was just all no, no, no. He's wasn't going to let her back out because she was scared. "You're freaking out and thinking of the best way to bail. Umm not going to let you...but I need tea and good first." He felt a little lightheaded.
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She sighed frustratedly, "You're always pissing me off." but she didn't respond to the rest of it because she was thinking of the fastest way to jump ship. She was annoyed that he wanted tea and food but she was hungry too so she sighed and slipped her aching legs out of bed even though she didn't think she could stand to get them some food.
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He flapped his arm at her to stay in bed as he fumbled around the floor for his boxers. He stood finally finding them draped over her lamp, his own feet a little wobbly and giving her a clear shot of his ass. He nearly toppled over trying to put them on, covering up what naughty bits her roommate might find offensive, tho Greed had debated on walking out completely naked.
He wobbled to the door, a tad disoriented on his feet. Laying in bed felt so much better. Once in there kitchen gee played around with the cabinets for fresh cups and a new out of tea, earning an audience when Jonah stepped into the kitchen. Then Greed felt his skin tingle in a way only Virtues could draw out. "Fuck are you serious?" He griped looking around to see if any of Temp's buddies were hiding out with a net.
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She touched his hip and pressed a kiss to his lower back as he pulled on his boxers in front of her. Surprised but grateful he was gonna get the tea and food, "Thank you..." she stuck her naked legs back under the covers and lay her head on the pillow to wait.
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Greed pulled the nearest thing to him which was a spoon (a big fucking spoon) and pointed it at Temperance. "You ass...changing yourself like that. Does she know?" Because he was about to lay it on her. Jonah out his hands up as a sign of surrender. "Greed just wait a minute and let's talk this out first. Like adults." Jonah had his own headache, this was not how he envisioned telling Zoe.
"Like hell!" Greed grabbed his arm but immediately dropped it. He'd probably melt his skin off. Instead Greed poked him in the back with his spoon. "Walk!" He instructed leading them back to Zoe's room. Greed shoved Jonah in the corner space by the door as he swung it open and pointed his spoon at the open doorway with his spoon. "Did you know about this?" Greed backed up as Jonah stepped inside. Jonah had his eyes closed refusing to look until he was sure it was safe.
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Zoe sat up when the door swung open and then let out a small yell as Greed made Jonah walk in, She had the sheets pulled up to cover her naked body and she stared at Greed as if he was crazy, "That my roommate is a guy? Yes, I knew!" she thought Greed was upset that she was living with a guy since this was the first time he'd met him in person.
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Greed poked the air again with an expectant brow as Jonah slowly opened one eye at a time. "Yeah but ask him to tell you what he is!" Greed kept his distance as if he'd been violated just looking at him.
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She clutched the sheet to her chest with one arm wondering what the hell had gotten into Greed. Especially for him to bring another male into a room where he knew she was nude. Her cheeks felt so hot and she couldn't understand why he was acting crazy, "Not insane maybe!?" she asked in an exasperated voice.
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When Jonah still didn't speak up Greed did it for him. "Ssh hello to your friendly neighborhood Virtue. Temp-fucking-rence!" Greed made a tada face with his hands out. That had been why they could fuck two days in a row without his tripartite spilling to ungodly numbers.
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She looked wildly confused. The idea of Jonah being a virtue was ridiculous and so far fetched, it didn't even register in her brain. "What are you talking about..?" she asked slowly looking from Greed to Jonah. He was a normal boy. He worked at the college campus... he was her friend.
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"Chance please, can we talk things out when both of you are clothed?" It made Jonah uncomfortable and he could tell it wasn't any less uncomfortable for Zoe.
"OH! Using my alias, that's slick." He waged his finger. He wasn't going to mention Temp's presence let that have sex, if he could use the Virtue in the future he wears hellbent to do so. If Temp didn't know, this could happen again. "Don't play the shy card you ass. Was this your ploy all along? Cozy in with my girlfriend so you could push me away?" He gave him props, it was a clever plan.
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Zoe let out a short frustrated scream because her head was going to explode. She couldn't think when she was naked and had such a huge bomb dropped on her.
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"Chance this is not the time." Jonah was not going to let this blow up now. He's talk to Zoe when Greed was not here to provoke. Even tempered under him, he couldn't clamp Greed's mouth. Jonah bowed out and back into the kitchen, shutting the door behind him. Greed threw the spoon at the door. "What?! Zoe---!" He looked at her like she had grown horns.
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She felt like nothing was real anymore. She couldn't grab onto anything, because everything was jello, felt solid but SURPRISE, it wasn't. She pointed at the door, not looking at Greed, "Is that why....."
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Greed flopped on the bed. He was still written down, which made sense since Temp was putting out the Virtue juice. Despite his disgust Greed had to laugh, laying his head in her lap, looking up at her. "I don't think he even realizes--i think we found our source." He had to give Temp a round of applause.
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She wasn't laughing, she looked like she was on the verge of losing it. She looked down at him, in his eyes, "Is that why you stayed...?" she asked softly. "Why you felt those things? Said those things?" her eyes filled and she looked like she was about to break into pieces. Yes, Temp let them have sex... but there was a lot of other stuff that happened that normally didn't.
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"What? Why are you turning this around on me?" It was his fault now? "I didn't know he was here!" He hopped up looking her dead in the face. "This isn't my doing. We saw an opportunity and took it." He wasn't about to dig his tongue out of her mouth when he could actually play tonsil hockey out of a deadzone.
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"I'm not turning it around on you!" she hit the mattress with her hand, so close to the edge of her sanity, "I'm asking how much of it was real??" she put a hand to her forehead as she tried to calm down but it wasn't happening, "Yes, we got to have sex but what about the rest of it?"
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"What do you mean the rest of it?" He was confused. "You mean the light show in my head?" When he'd flown to heaven and back down.
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That just made it worse, "What you said you felt, the things you said, you don't even remember, do you-- God!!" she shoved at him to get him away so she could get up. This entire weekend wasn't progress on getting back together, it was one giant magic trick with great sex.
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"That's not what I said. Zoe---you're confusing me!" He couldn't figure out what she was asking. He ruffled his head through his hands, making his blonde hair a giant poof. "I know what I felt and that hasn't changed. Temperance tempers, he didn't change and addle my brain."
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She yanked on the sheet to get him off it so she could wrap it around herself. He'd kissed and touched every part of her naked but she wasn't going to parade around naked to put on clothes. "How do you know what you felt was even real? You said yourself you've never felt like that before and then there's a giant VIRTUE sitting ten feet away influencing you so how do we even know it's not cause of him?"
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"He's not Charity. He doesn't fucking negate me. He's not a deadzone. This is me Sinboy in all my fucking glory. He doesn't put shit in my mouth." Though touching him made Greed feel itchy, he started scratching at his arm. "He just opened a door." How did this all become Greed's great big magic show?
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She tugged on the sheet again and didn't say anything. But the look on her face was clear. She didn't believe him. It was too much of a coincidence that the Sin started to love her when the VIRTUE was right there. She had started to, he'd almost convinced her of it but this just stuck her right back on square one.
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"Are you serious? You're going to stop talking to me again because you think I'm juiced on Virtue influence? I have my own thoughts. He doesn't control my head." She pulled her sheet until he slipped off. Was she giving him the third degree now?
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She couldn't help it, there was massive doubt in his words and as much as she was trying to hide it, she couldn't. "I didn't say I wasn't going to talk to you again." but that wall that had been coming down was going right back up. She didn't know if she could trust him or what he said. She wrapped the sheet around herself and put a hand to her face, just needing a moment.
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"Fuck that Virtue..." his raised it loud enough for Jonah to hear. "FUCK YOU VIRTUE." This had become his fault now. Greed took the hit and he walked away. "I'm sure this was all his big plan. Because it's working! He threw his net and you jumped in because he's saving you from the big bad Sin." He got up off the bed, slapping his jeans out of the drawer to put a foot in one leg. "Why trust a Sin, he's just a deceiver. He fucks you over. He's no good. But pick the Virtue. He's better. He's a good boy." He put a another leg in, pulling up his jeans. He needed some air, too much Virtue looming over him like a black cloud.
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She put her hand on his chest and one still held the sheet, "I will slap you till my hands get tired if you don't stop it right now. I am not jumping into his net or being saved. His jeans are not in my drawer, yours are. He was not in my bed, you were. Because I decided that, not him. Not even you. Me." she was claiming to know her own mind and heart but she wouldn't listen to him when he claimed to know the same.
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He zipped up his jeans and started threading the belt into the loops when she stilled him. He listened but continued to thread the belt through the buckle, letting himself marinate on her words for a little bit. Finally, when he seemed calm he replied, "And that's not hypocritical? I just said the same thing about what I feel but that's not okay." He tightened the belt with emphasis of his irritation. "I'm the liar."
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She huffed, "I didn't say... I..." she looked frustrated, "That's different. Everything I felt this weekend I felt before. Everything you felt this weekend was because of that bag of glitter in the living room." she wasn't having this conversation with him and grabbed some clothes to go storm off to the bathroom to change.
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"It's not different. It's not different at all. If the roles were reversed how would you feel? If I said I don't believe anything you say. That some stranger could walk up to you and probably give you a sob story and you'd be more likely to believe him than me. So I fucked up. I didn't tell you about Wrath but I did not lie about it. I intended to hurt you at the rave, but I realize it was stupid. But I am still the criminal even and I told you the truth." He pulled out the T-shirt from the drawer next throwing it on. He needed some air.
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"If the roles were reversed? I wouldn't have made out with someone to make you feel bad. I wouldn't have hidden shit from you, I wouldn't have given you drugs and tried to break you. I wouldn't have told you I'll never hurt you and then done exactly that. Yeah, you did fuck up. Gold god damn STAR that you realize what you did was stupid. And that makes it okay? Do I trust you magically again? NO. Because I did trust you. I trusted you more than anybody else in the world. You told me jump and I would because I was so sure you'd catch me. But now I don't know anymore and I'm sorry for it and I don't know how to change it. You think I like doubting you? You're supposed to be my home." her voice caught, because hadn't he called himself that before? "And if that's true then I live in a pile of rubble." she let him do whatever the hell he wanted, she needed to change and shut the bedroom door with some force as she went into the bathroom and shut that door too. She still had a Virtue to deal with.