WHO: Greed & Zoe WHEN: Thursday/Friday WHERE: Greed's apartment, Toy Store WHAT: Greed steals all of Zoe's underthings to force her to surprise him WARNING: Creepy notes
Zoe still refused to go over to Greed's on her own and when he stole her underwear, she told him to keep it, she wasn't going to be blackmailed into 'surprising' him. But then when she got ready one morning, she found he'd taken all her bras and panties cept for two pairs. She let out a frustrated noise and wanted to punch her boyfriend in the face. Greed might have expected her to show up right away but she didn't. Then one day passed, still no. Then the deadline of needing clean underwear came... and went. She still didn't show. When he was probably thinking it didn't work, there was a knock at his door one night with his very annoyed looking girlfriend in her button up long sleeve top and leg warmers stuffed in boots to keep warm. _____________________________________ At this point he wondered if she'd gone out and bought all new underwear just to spite him. He'd not expected her to show up now. It was Thursday! But there she was on his doorstep with the most adorable grumpy face he'd ever seen.
Not to mention that v-neck top was very distracting, especially since all he could think about was if she had a bra on or not, since he'd taken what was left. He grinned letting her in, but only after he snuck a peek down her shirt, his finger tugging at the open neck. _____________________________________ She marched inside and smacked his hand away from her top. He did not get to see her cookies after behaving like a jerk and stealing all her underthings. When she was in, her arms were crossed over her chest and she still was looking incredibly put out as she stared at him. He knew why she was there and she wanted her things back. _____________________________________ "Nice to see you," he snorted in a laugh. "Miss something?" He'd stashed her things somewhere good. She was not going to find them. And if she wanted to, it was going to be an Easter egg hunt. _____________________________________ She gave him a look and ugh'd, moving forward to pummel him with her fists, "You know very well what I'm missing! Seriously worst boyfriend ever." there was no other boyfriend that would steal his girlfriend's underthings. _____________________________________ He leaned in for a kiss but she refused. Okay. So she was irritated. "I have no idea what you're going on about." He started to unbutton his work shirt, peeling it away as he started to the bedroom to put on something more comfortable. _____________________________________ She threw her hands up as she followed him, "You stole all my bras and panties! Excuse me, all except two. And I can't keep rewashing those by hand." she put her hands on her hips, "You wanted me to come over, here I am, now gimme." tho it was obvious she was going to leave as soon as he handed them over, she hadn't even taken her boots off and normally she liked to be barefoot around the apartment. _____________________________________ He shifted through dresser drawers as if too give her something but he only found something to wear. He took off the dress shirt an pulled on a tank top and jeans. Now he was barefoot and could wiggle his toes on the furry black carpet at the foot of his bed. "Maybe Jonah stole them. Maybe their hiding under his pillow." He started to hang up his coat from earlier completely not caving to her wishes. She was staying. That was the deal. Surely she'd gotten his note. _____________________________________ She tapped her foot waiting impatiently for him to give her her things but then he was a bastard and just changed into a tank top. A very sexy tank top and she narrowed her eyes because she knew he knew she liked him in tank tops cause they showed off the cut of his back and arms in a delicious way. She wrinkled her nose, "That's so many levels of wrong, he wouldn't steal them and put them under his pillow, that's something you would do. You actually DID do the stealing part, give it!" she held her hand out to him. _____________________________________ He closed the dresser drawer, his back visible as was a hint of that new tattoo that was no longer red or irritated. It had healed nicely. She could trace it with her eyes the parts she couldn't see. "Zoe. That's quite a presumption. I've been at work all day." He could practically hear her mind breaking into a scream. _____________________________________ She was glaring at him so hard that it was surprising she didn't burn holes into him with her brown eyes, "You stole them days ago, not today!" she exasperatedly exclaimed, "You left a note!" as if he wouldn't claim credit for something like that. _____________________________________ He looked over his shoulder. "Oh, that!" there was that careful spin, his elbows resting up on the dresser with a smug expression. "I did leave you a note." Was she really not going to run and tackle him like this? Perhaps this really was she had intended the day she'd come over. So, this wasn't so bad was it? _____________________________________ He looked over his shoulder. "Oh, that!" there was that careful spin, his elbows resting up on the dresser with a smug expression. "I did leave you a note." Was she really not going to run and tackle him like this? It wasn't so bad was it? He crossed his feet at the ankle as if she were supposed to just run into his arms. _____________________________________ She thought about tackling him but not in a sexy way. She put her hands back on her hips and raised a brow, "You really wanna play it this way?" she looked at the tie that he had taken off and left lying out and snatched it up, taking it hostage. _____________________________________ His lips pursed into pure amusement, the upturn of one cocky brow telling her the game was on. She looked so sexy in a huff. Had he told her that yet? It was another unbelievable turn on. And this time there wasn't pizza to be slapped in his face. _____________________________________ She went over to his closet and to the section he kept his ties. She flourished a hand over them and looked at him in challenge, "For every bra and panty you took, I'm taking one of your ties." and she took a handful and put them around her neck, "And your'e not getting them back until I get mine back." she tied one of the ties around her neck in the special knot he liked, she actually wasnt sure how many underthings he stole.. she didn't keep a running tab on her undies. _____________________________________ Okay that wasn't how this was supposed to go. "No, no, no! I need those! You're wearing at least two thousand dollars around your neck!" He ran to the closet to close the doors and hide with his body whatever was left that she could get her grubby little fingers on. No! That was not how this game was to be played! _____________________________________ She wasn't some wilting flower and she smiled triumphantly when he panicked. She moved away from him as he ran for the closet to shut it but she still had about five ties around her neck and she started tying the second one, "Well I need my bras and panties. They aren't worth two thousand dollars but maaaaaybe I can just sell these and buy a new collection." she flipped the tail end of one of the ties around. _____________________________________ "You are not selling my things!" he pointed a finger at her with a deadly look on his face. He was serious. That was not a joke and she knew better. _____________________________________ She put her hands on her hips, "I won't you big dumb goober, I'm trying to make a point. Which is. Give me back my stuff!" she was not over the disaster of what had happened at his place last week despite them making up. She didn't want to be here. She didn't feel like he wanted her there either. But he did do the special knot on the third tie. _____________________________________ "No." He crossed his arms. "Because the moment I hand them over you're out the door and that wasn't the deal." She wasn't slipping that by him. "The deal was you come over. You stay. Then you can have your things." Otherwise he wasn't giving them up. _____________________________________ "A deal is between two people, you made all that stuff up and expected me to follow it." she crossed her arms over her chest, mimicking his pose. "What if I don't wanna stay?" _____________________________________ "Then you're walking out without any underwear. Except the one's you're wearing. If you're wearing anything." He'd been looking and while she may have managed for the pair of undies, the bra was still undecided. _____________________________________ Her cheeks turned a little red, but she didn't comment if she was or was not wearing underthings. "I can buy new ones..." she said hesitantly while chewing her lip. Though it would be a pain to replace everything. She had a lot of cute undies that had snoopy or batman and her special ones like boyshorts and her lace ones. _____________________________________ "Or you can stay the night and take them with you in the morning without spending a dime." He knew how conservative she was on money, even his money. "It's your choice." Again he was giving her an option. Option B pleased them both. _____________________________________ She let out a huffy sigh and looked to the side then back at him, "You have work in the morning and so do I." she didn't want to get rejected by him then or forgotten or anything. She had her own life and she wasn't going to risk her job on his moods. _____________________________________ "And? I'll take you to work on my way." He was making an effort here, the least she could do was not shoot him down. He knew what she was afraid of and as always he was forcing her to face her fears. _____________________________________ She was going to argue about how she'd have to go home first to change but then remembered she had clothes at his place.. not a lot but she thought she had at least a top she could change into. She debated it and then narrowed her eyes, "What's in it for me?" getting her underwear back was a trade, she wanted to know what he was going to do that was gonna be the cherry on the top. _____________________________________ "What's in it for you?" He walked up to her, taking one of the ties and tugging it forward. "These." he pointed at his perfectly kissable lips. _____________________________________ She let him bring her forward and wrinkled her nose jokingly, "Nahhhh... I already got those. Come on, Avarita, you're the king of deals, you gotta have something in there to make it worth my while." she raised a brow, though it was obvious she was giving in. Slowly. _____________________________________ Oooo. Something in him shivered when she said his last name. A spark. It was sensual. He'd picked it for a reason. The way it rolled off the tongue, especially hers. His teeth bared for a minute with a pleased growl. He dropped the tie and thought a moment. "Breakfast." Though it would probably end up cookies and jello with gummy worms. He would find something to throw together. _____________________________________ She laughed and put her hands on his stomach at his growl. Her head dipped in surprise, her brows going up as she looked at him, "Breakfast... you? You'll make breakfast? On your own?" he'd made breakfast with her and normally since he had to get ready in the mornings, if she was over she'd make it for both of them. And she'd tried on Valentine's but that was an epic fail. She took the ties off from around her neck and put them on the chair, shaking out her hair. _____________________________________ "It might be jello but yeah." His cooking skills were still pretty limited. She'd shown him a few things here and there but she ultimately ended up doing the cooking. At least now two thousand dollars in ties was safely from her hands. "I hope you plan on putting those back where you found them." He might have a messed up organized system here but it was his system. As he watched her fluff out her hair he sealed the other part of the deal. The kiss. His lips were still very much a part of the bargain. Then he asked her in that slightly whiny beg to say his last name again because something about that did turn him on even if every other name she called him other than Chance didn't. _____________________________________ She grinned, "Can it at least be pudding?" and she shook her head making a face at him when he said he hoped she was planning on putting the ties back where she found them. Nope. She wasn't but then he kissed her, her hands on his chest as he took her breath away. She was surprised when he begged her to say his last name again. "That did it for ya, huh?" she nuzzled his nose and kissed him briefly, "You sure you're okay with me here, Avaritia?" she said softly. _____________________________________ "What flavor?" he had some pudding cups stashed in the fridge somewhere. He could whip up something that was a twelve-year old's perfect lunch. He could always tell when he made her heart stop and flutter a little in a kiss because she held on like her legs would give out at any moment. And when his name escaped her lips, a perfect blend of boy and Sin in that perfect Latin name he picked her up so her arms could drape and legs could curl around his waist as he made a divebomb for the bed. Did that answer her question? _____________________________________ "Surprise me." was all she'd managed to get out before he made her melt. She was still worried but let out a laugh when he picked her up and she had to hang on as he threw them on the bed. Apparently she was officially staying over. After some making out, but limited making out since Jonah wasn't there as a sex shield, Zoe got up to take off her boots since it was warm in his apartment. She could take off her jeans too and just lounge in her top and leg warmers. Her bag was open next to the bed, an array of girlie things in it including cell phone, a hairband, the chapstick he liked, and a piece of paper. _____________________________________ Their kissing party didn't get to last as long, though he did get to feel up her thighs. No tongue, that was still kind of a killjoy since he'd become used to it again.
All that rubbing and fondling of her lips eventually chafed his. He rubbed his finger on that perfectly pouty bottom lip as he learned over her, crushing her softly with his weight to get to her open bag. "Where is it?" He asked digging through that bottomless pit, which was when he noticed the piece of paper. His curiosity got to him and he opened it up, reading her that it was from a secret admirer. It was with sloppy handwriting, some words scratched out. He could even see where the pen was pressed down so hard that the imprint of the words went straight through. Despite the mess he was able to get out that this person watches her, wonders who she thinks about at night and how pretty she was. "What is this?" _____________________________________ She groaned when he pressed into her but it ended in a, "Hmmmm? Are you asking me for something while preventing me from getting it and finding it yourself?" she didn't scold him about going through her bag, she learned long ago he had issues with personal boundaries and she really had nothing to hide from him. If she did, she'd have stopped him. Her fingers trailed up and down his naked arm, "Hmm?" she asked again and looked at the paper, "That's your stupid 'love note'." she assumed he was still playing the game where he pretended he didnt know what happened to her underwear. She had gotten that note in her apartment mailbox, no stamp so the person knew where she lived, and she had thought it was Greed's way of goading her about coming for her things. _____________________________________ "That stuff you put on your lips that makes them soft." He cackled when he found it, flipping over and resting his head in her lap. His bed could fit at least another ten or twenty people on it comfortably. He had room but he wanted to be right on top of her. He handed her the paper while rubbing the chapstick on his lips. He took the letter back and looked at it as if he'd never seen it. "This isn't mine." Unlike earlier he was serious. He wasn't playing a game. "Where did you find this?" _____________________________________ "Chapstick?" she smiled and sat up some, leaning her back against the headboard when he flopped into her lap. She stroked his hair and took the chapstick for herself when he was done. She rolled her eyes in a 'yeah right' fashion, "Right, just like you had no idea about my missing underwear." she tossed the chapstick to the side and said, "It was stuffed in the apartment mailbox." as if he didn't already know. _____________________________________ He was still rubbing his lips together, reaching out to keep her hand on his head. Granted he'd been a prick, but a prick still deserved to be pampered every now and then, and with Greed it was always. "Zoe, this isn't even my handwriting. If I left you a note like this it wouldn't be in the mailbox." _____________________________________ She frowned, "I don't know.. I figured you were trying to be creepy." she looked down at him with a look, her hand glued to his head, "Gotta admit, it sounds like you." espeecially the part about who does she think of at night, they'd had a conversation about that but it was about Jonah thinking of her at night. She looked at him suspiciously with some worry. He had to have written it otherwise that was just scary.. _____________________________________ "I'd have signed it." He looked it over and the hard handwriting. "Should I be worried you've got a secret stalker?" Aside from him. "Or maybe it was meant for the girls next door. They are kind of hot I guess." He didn't think so anymore. She was his special brand of sexy. "Unless Jonah left it for you," he laughed but he was suspicious. Something about it didn't settle well with him at all, and he kept staring down the words as if it would magically tell him who wrote it. _____________________________________ Her frown deepened and her hand went to hold the paper with both hands as she looked at it closer, Greed had a point, he might have tried to creep her out but he loved taking credit. "Shouldn't I be worried if I have a secret stalker?" she let out a breath of relief when he mentioned the hot girls next door that had always been trying to get him into thier apartment, "Ohhhh yeah, you know I bet it is for them. They have such skeezy guys interested in them and their mailbox is next to mine." she scrunched up the paper into a wad, "And why exactly would Jonah want to send me a scary love note?"on _____________________________________ "The blonde would so have stalker. She wants it to be me. But I didn't leave that note." He took the crumbled paper and batted it around in his hands before letting it sail across the room to land on the dresser. "You never know. I don't think Virtues even know how to talk to women. Except the ones that are women. Wait he's part girl anyway." He knew there was a reason he didn't ever want to change gender. Appearances maybe sometimes, but this body got him what he wanted on all spectrums. He shivered sliding off her lap and patting his chest for her to lay on him. He wanted to see her eyes. _____________________________________ "I'm a woman and he talks to me all the time. Mostly to oh so subtley tell me how horrible he thinks we are together." she was not even touching the Jonah was part girl thing, it weirded her out. She moved like a cat around to his side when he got off and she sat next to him, putting her hands on his chest as she still thought about it, it had to be for the girls next door. _____________________________________ "No you're Greed's girlfriend. That is how he talks to you." He curled his hand into her soft, flossy hair but when she didn't curl up on him he pulled her up onto him sit. "Hey I'm right here." Meaning her attention was off in some distant space and not focused on him. _____________________________________ She looked down at him and smiled, he was such a needy baby. "Yes, I see your whiny face." she leaned down to kiss him and got dragged onto him. "Yeah, he knows I'm your girlfriend, so a creepy note like that wouldn't do much." she settled down on him, "It was probably some drunk note from the creepers my neighbors get." she was repeating it just to convince herself. _____________________________________ "Stop thinking about it." He didn't want to talk about it anymore. He just wanted to suck on her mouth which he did for a little bit. "I dint know how well you write drunk but the handwriting as sloppy as it was was definitely someone in control. Your neighbors probably took him home imagining it was me." _____________________________________ She smooched him and then wrinkled her nose, "How am I supposed to stop thinking about it if you keep talking about it?" she put an arm around him and cuddled closer, "That's even worse to think someone that creepy was in the next apartment to mine." she looked at him, "You'd protect me tho, right?" _____________________________________ "Of course. No one gets a piece of my girl. I'll stick their hand in a meat grinder." He played with her hair, sliding his fingers through it as if he were sliding through silk. _____________________________________ She chuckled and mmmm'd at his fondling of her hair, feeling a bit calmer, knowing she was safe with him. "Okay, I thought you'd be sticking something else of theirs in a meat grinder but I can settle for a hand." _____________________________________ He want fondling he was molesting her hair with each stroke. "Oh his dick would be next. One piece at a time." That guy she'd been afraid of before world have no mercy on someone that tried to take her. _____________________________________ She laughed again and kissed his neck, "That's scary but very fitting. Good. You should." she trailed kisses up his neck and placed one on his chin, "My protector." _____________________________________ He took her hands fanning them out beside them, enjoying her pampering. There wasn't much he could do but he'd enjoy any bit he could. For as long as he could. "Has a nice title to it. It's manly." Though Greed could be quite the girly man when it came to image and vanity. Right now it was about his things. _____________________________________ They stayed up like they normally did, talking and kissing until they finally crawled under the covers and fell asleep. Zoe woke up in bed alone in the morning. It was always an uneasy feeling but she could hear Greed moving around in the kitchen. She stretched and snuggled her face in his pillow for a moment before getting up and padding to the kitchen barefoot. She wore just his plaid shirt that she'd slept in with crocheted leg warmers and grinned when she saw his bare ass hanging out of the fridge while he rooted around for something. She bit her lip and snuck up on him, grabbing his butt with a "Rawr!" _____________________________________ The apron was more lime green than yellow, but it was quirky. The zombie one looked more like he was bleeding out so he thought she might not want to are that when she first woke up. On the counter was some jello, a variety of pudding cups and bread for the peanut butter, which last he remembered had stuffed in the fridge. He turned around grabbing her off the floor with one arm and sitting her on the counter. "Get a handful?" He spun the top of the peanut butter and dipped his finger in. _____________________________________ She squealed in surprise as he picked her up with one arm like she was nothing and plopped her on the counter. She swung her pretty clad feet back and forth and looked at her hands, "Mmmm.. maybe half." she grinned at him and opened her mouth, wanting some of the peanut butter. _____________________________________ His attitude was different than the one from a week ago. He still had his morning peach fuzz from where he hadn't shaved yet. He wiggled into between her legs with a grin. "This what you want?" He taunted. Peanut butter or another grab at his ass...He was giving her the chance to have both. _____________________________________ He'd kept her calm the night before and the more playful and relaxed he was now, it kept her nerves at bay about being there with him. He smelled like him, he had that adorable bed head and manly scruff, she wished she could just maul him right here. Her cheeks tinted pink when he went between her legs and she bit her bottom lip, "Maybe." she leaned her head back as she leaned in, her hands sliding out towards his butt. _____________________________________ Such a little amount of fabric, it was such a shame nothing could be done, so Greed got creative. He had made up his mind now that kidnapping Jonah and giving him a tranquilizer the size of a horse was the answer. That bed was still a virgin. He watched her intently with her sliding hands holding the gob of peanut butter right on her lips to slip his finger in. So it was the act that was about as close to sex as he was gonna get this morning. _____________________________________ Her hands settled nicely on his firm butt and her lips wrapped around his finger, her tongue licking at the peanut butter as her eyes stayed on his. In the middle of all that she dug her nails in a little into his cute toosh. No tongue allowed in his mouth but this might be okay. _____________________________________ He didn't even blink, his pupils dilating while they locked gazes. "Tasty?" His voice was a purr. She'd leave half-moon dents in his ass and that was perfectly ok. _____________________________________ She grinned and didn't leave his eyes as she nodded with his finger still in her mouth, her teeth biting down on his skin to match the pressure in his rear from her nails. _____________________________________ His tongue poked its way out of his mouth, sucking his bottom lip in as he wet them in anticipation. His mind was about to blow itself into an oblivion if the rest of him didn't react first. He retracted his finger slowly, his eyes gleaming up until she had nothing left in her mouth but the taste of peanuts. He licked his thumb where some had smeared off, his tongue diving out again as if he were reminiscing the feeling. _____________________________________ She licked her lips and gave a short smile with a bright smile, her eyes still having some sleep in them and her hair tousled, "That doesn't count as breakfast.." she said and rubbed his butt with her hands. She liked mornings in his apartment. Not only because Jonah wasn't there sighing and giving them annoyed looks but because she felt part of Greed's life when she was in his place. _____________________________________ "Of course not. We haven't had the pudding yet." His tongue stuck to the roof of his mouth as he tried to talk, reaching past her to pick up a chocolate pudding cup. _____________________________________ She eyed the pudding and then smiled, "Did you put an apron on to open a pudding pack?" she lightly grazed her nails along his flesh, "Do I get a spoon?" cause she was pretty sure if he fed her with his finger, he was going to bang his dick into the counter. _____________________________________ "No," he lifted it off his chest between his fingers at the neck strap, looking down. "That was for the toast." He had in fact tried to heat up a few slices and when they burned into charcoal he just flopped some bread onto a plate right out of the bag. "Spoons are in the drawer right where you're sitting." He grinned. _____________________________________ "Toast and peanut butter AND pudding, you spoil me..." she teased. She made a mock thoughtful face, "Well... I could get a spoon but then I have to stop touching your butt...." or he could get a spoon and feed her. _____________________________________ He was silent, the only sound the drawer being pulled out a short distance and the scrambling around for a spoon. Instead though he pulled out a fork, tossing it into the sink and then searching until he found a spoon. "Your hands stay right where they are." He dunked it into the pudding taking a bite before giving her one. It was chocolate. She was crazy if she thought she was going to get the first bite. _____________________________________ "Oh yeah and if I move them?" she asked, her mouth opening for some pudding, her hands squeezing him hard as she said, "Hey...!" when he took the first bite before giving it to her, pudding getting on her top lip. _____________________________________ He shook his head cleaning off the spoon for a second bite, but that little dab of pudding on her lip did not go unnoticed. He wiped it with his lips in a seductive kiss. They were sharing fingers, saliva and food. It was all a little more playful than just a morning breakfast. _____________________________________ She groaned against his lips and her nose still touched his when the kiss broke, "We're gonna be late..." she said in a hushed tone. They were kissing more than eating.. not that she was complaining but they did have jobs to get to. _____________________________________ "Mmmm..." he hummed against the spoon and then circled it around in the cup for the last bit of chocolate to feed her. There was plenty more pudding cups to go through but they weren't going to get to them before work. It would make a fantastic lunch though. He picked up one of them, tossing it in his hand and then gave it to her. "Better like lemon meringue and banana cream pie." He kissed the tip of her nose. "That's lunch." _____________________________________ She took it with both her hands and cupped it, giving him a cute look, "Awww... thanks mom." since it was such a parent thing to do to pack a lunch for a kid. She wriggled her body against his to get him to move back so she could hop off the counter, "Can I just wear this to work?" she asked wistfully. She loved wearing his shirts, they smelled like him. _____________________________________ He didn't let her wiggle down, only cupped her bottom and let her slide to her feet. "Wear what to work?" he didn't think she meant the shirt. _____________________________________ Only fair she supposed, she'd been fondling his ass all through breakfast. She leaned on him and said, "Your shirt. It smells like you." her hands pulling up the collar of the plaid shirt so her nose disappeared into it. _____________________________________ He looked up to the ceiling. "Only if you promise to have fantasies about me all day." Which he would relentlessly text her to find out. He fluffed her hair from the collar, kissing her forehead. There was something ridiculously sexy about a woman in his shirt, but she was the only one allowed to actually keep it on for any length of time. No one else dared to do such a thing or their hand would come off. _____________________________________ She looked pleasently surprised when he agreed, "I promise..." She already thought of him even when she wasn't wearing his clothes so it'd be an easy promise to keep. She grinned at him, "Mmm, does that mean if you wear something of mine to work, you'll have fantasies about me all day?" her eyes closing at the sweet kiss. _____________________________________ "I already have fantasies about you. From the moment I wake up. I might kidnap you for lunch." There was joy out of knowing she would be with him in some way during the day. That she would be asked if it was her boyfriend's. That she would be asked about her boyfriend at all was something he always wanted to know. He talked on about his day all the time and about himself or what he'd seen, what he wanted to buy at the store down the street, what people said about him. It was a high feeling like the only important person in her world. If he had other things to compete with in her life, he'd be the biggest. _____________________________________ She put her arms around his neck, "Really? I hope they're nice fantasies." she was surprised he thought of her. She smiled, "I think I'd like getting kidnapped for lunch. Tho are you sure you aren't doing it just to check in on your shirt?" she was half joking. _____________________________________ "Depends on what you consider nice. I think they're kinda naughty." Their hips rubbed slightly. "And if lunch I'd anything like breakfast then I think we need to have dinner too." This surprise visit wasn't as bad as he thought it would be. _____________________________________ "Naughty, huh? I'm sure they're more than kinda." she just stared at him when he wanted to spend all his meals with her, "That is a lot of kidnapping... you sure you won't get sick of me?" she wanted to give him a chance to think about it. _____________________________________ "They might be." Reaching being him he untied the knot to his apron and slipped it off his neck. "Yeah I'm sure." And he gave her a clear shot of his ass to get ready. _____________________________________ She pinched his butt when he flashed it and jogged into his bedroom to go to the closet. Surprisingly her clothes were now starting to show up outside of the small box he delegated to her stuff. Ooo her leather pants were here. And since she knew he liked her in them, she paired them with a shirt, and his plaid plus something warm to complete the outfit. She normally wore classier stuff to work but she had to do inventory today anyway so no one would see and she'd still get to wear it for seeing Greed. _____________________________________ He showered while she got ready, but not taking nearly the time he had on Valentine's Day. Greed was in his closet for half an hour before he'd picked out his outfit, putting on his tie clip and vest when he caught a glimpse of those leather pants. "Nice, nice," he almost hated to let her go into work. He wanted her to himself now, but he wasn't sure how smuggling his girlfriend into his office would look. She wouldn't fit in a drawer. _____________________________________ She pulled on her boots and looked over at him all snazzed up. She walked over to him, "I thought they were more naughty naughty." she fixed his tie and smoothed down his vest. "We look like an odd pair." he was all expensive and suited up, she was dressed down in plaid and leather. Tho their reds and black kinda matched. _____________________________________ "My first thought is what do you have on under all that leather?" He rubbed his chin with that flippant grin. "You can't fit in a desk drawer can you?" He was still debating on smuggling her in. _____________________________________ She kept her eyes on his tie as she fiddled with it to make it perfect, a cat smile crossing her face, "I guess you're gonna have to find out later." she raised a brow and looked at him at his second question, "Uh... probably not.. why?" _____________________________________ "It's about this big...." he motioned with his hands the size of his desk which was really inaccurate to the real size of it. "Maybe if you took off your boots you'd fit..." he had completely missed the part about her saying finding out what she had on under all that later. He'd set her 'stolen undies out on the bed' in a line. The first being the most sexy down to what he considered dish rags. Which one she picked would be hard to say as they were all packed up and ready to go with her. So he really would have to wait. _____________________________________ She put her hands on his belt and narrowed her eyes looking confused, "Okay.... why are you trying to make me it in your desk at work?" she was totally lost as to what was happening in his insane brain. _____________________________________ "Duh. Then you and those pants get to spend it with me all day. I think I'm addicted to you." She was a drug in the sense that breaking the habit was never gonna happen now. His tongue lined the top row of teeth just thinking about taking her with him. _____________________________________ It was so psychotically sweet. She gave him a big smile, "Aww.. you're such a cute nutcase." she put her arms around his middle, "You know you just work a few blocks away from me and I'm gonna see you during lunch and I'll see you after work for dinner and if you miss me that much, I'll come see you for a quick kiss on my short break." she was thrilled though that he felt the same way about her as she did about him. _____________________________________ "See though the thing with addictions is you need it every moment of the day." His arms were thick around her waist. "You promise you'll stop by?" He was sure she was yanking his chain. _____________________________________ She beamed, "Well when I win the lotto and don't need to work and you get a desk big enough to fit me, then you can have me all the time. Till then, here's a Zoe patch." and she gave him a big kiss. She nodded, "I promise. I don't know when tho... it'll be a surprise." and she wiggled her fingers at him like it was something spooky, making fun of basically how much he hated her surprising him. _____________________________________ "Better start buying those lotto tickets." He'd won at least once. It was fine in a span of 6 months. He was pacified by her kiss for a moment.
Then he smacked her butt. "Time to go." _____________________________________ She gave him a couple more kisses in the car when he dropped her off at work and she was busy until lunch, in fact she was busy when Greed came in to pick her up for lunch but instead of the cold shoulder, she immediately hugged him with a kiss on the lips, "Sorry sorry, I'm running behind." she was not ready for lunch yet. _____________________________________ "Mmmmmm. You smell like me." That was a compliment in itself. It was like hugging himself. "What, you can't leave yet?" _____________________________________ She grinned at him, "Are you getting turned on by smelling yourself?" she was so amused but she wondered if it meant he might loan her clothes more often.. she shook her head, "We got two shipments in today instead of one so it's a little crazy. I just have to finish unpacking the second one, it'll take just another 5-10 minutes." _____________________________________ "Why wouldn't I? I smell fantastic. This is a lot of sexy in one room." He kissed her cheek. Hurry!" He popped her butt heading towards the kids area. _____________________________________ She smiled at the kiss on her cheek but jumped at the butt smack. She shoved him lightly with a grin and went back down the aisle to finish what she was doing. She wondered if he'd buy out half the store in the few minutes it'd take to finish up. _____________________________________ He flopped himself on the couch, not as many little kids around this time. He looked over after a few minutes to find that picture he'd drawn was still there, but it had been colored over. Greed was a little offended. That had been quite a doodle. "Brat," he said causing the only little boy near by to run off crying. _____________________________________ Zoe's voice was heard first as she showed up a few minutes later, "Aw.. no...." she knelt down next to the table where Greed was and touched the blackened out eyes of her picture with a sad look, "I liked looking at that during work.." _____________________________________ "Who would do that? I love your eyes." He rubbed his finger on the blackened holes where her eyes were. "Kids are fucked." Though he wasn't sure it was a child. Maybe one that was dark and full of hate. _____________________________________ "Probably a future serial killer." she said, still massively disappointed about the ruined picture. She kissed his cheek, "I loved your drawing of my eyes, how come you don't draw more?" he'd only doodled a few times since she met him and she knew he designed his own tattoos. _____________________________________ "I draw when I'm bored." But this? This disgusting little shit had ruined it. "What kid ruins such a good picture?" His voice squeaked at the offense that he'd been done. _____________________________________ "It's a good hobby to have, you have talent." she stood up and tugged on his arm, "A psychotic one." she took his hand, "Will you draw another one?" _____________________________________ "I dunno if someone is going to ruin it I don't wanna. If I do you should keep it instead of leaving it for everyone else to attack." He hated for anything of his to be ruined. _____________________________________ She widened her eyes at him, "I didn't know someone was gonna ruin it! I left it here because I liked seeing it at work but yes, if you made another one, I'd keep it just for me." _____________________________________ "You better keep it." Greed moved Indian style on the floor by the table. He ripped off the paper to a clean sheet. His markers were limited to the basic colors, but that didn't stop him as he scribbled away on Zoe 2.0, which was never gonna be as awesome as the first. _____________________________________ "I promise." she stood behind him and watched him work and was kinda amazed at how scribbles and lines slowly started to take form into her face. Soon after, she bent down, her hands on his shoulders and sliding down and across his chest so she could rest her chin on his blonde crown, "Watching you draw is very sexy..." and she dropped a kiss on his head. _____________________________________ "Is it?" He straightened up, coloring in her eyes with almost soft precision. "What makes it so sexy?" Who knew scribbling on paper had such an effect, though women had been into artistic sorts for centuries. It was why Shakespeare, Monet and Michelangelo were still so popular hundreds of years our of their time. _____________________________________ She smiled amused because of course he wanted details, "Mmm you're creating something out of nothing.. and it's beautiful. And... it's me. It's how you see me. And that's just..." she gave him a squeeze, "I don't know, but I finally understand that scene in titanic now." she said with a laugh. _____________________________________ "Except you aren't naked. That would be a masterpiece." He snorted into his own laugh, finishing up the image. "And you aren't very blue but that's the only color I had outside of red and yellow." He signed it in big bold yellow letters. "I guess next time I should draw you naked, or I'll be naked or we could be naked together. That sounds far more exciting." Clearly he had a spurt of creative juices. "Michelangelo ain't got nothing on me." _____________________________________ She whispered in his ear, "I can be.." and she blushed as red as the crayon. She was curious as he talked, "Could we do that...? Could you give me an art lesson?" avoiding the part about being naked.. tho she wouldn't mind. _____________________________________ "Can be what? Naked?" They still were a few blocks away from her apartment for that. "I guess I could." Though he had a feeling he'd end up drawing on her instead of paper because she would distract him with her squishy bits. _____________________________________ She nodded, she kissed his temple, "You don't have to. It was just a thought." since normally when he was hesitant about something it meant something was holding him back. And they couldn't right now, theyboth were just on break from work. _____________________________________ "No, no, no....I think it'd be interesting." Of course he had other ideas in his head. He'd told her he'd been thinking dirty since he saw her put on those leather pants.