Zoe (history_repeats) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2014-07-01 12:43:00 |
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Entry tags: | greed, zoe hansen |
WHO: Greed & Zoe w/Derek
WHEN: Tuesday
WHERE: Drugstore, Greed's apartment
WHAT: Stealing teenager's clothing, making pictures
WARNING: Violence and Vomit
Nights with Zoe were getting a little more adventurous as Greed got bored indoors. When he could take her out it was a treat to them both. Chinese was always the go to place when he wanted a lot of food for inexpensive. Not to mention what wasn't good about an all night buffet? The Glutt in him was always hungry. Even after dinner he dragged her around douwntown hand in hand in hand window shopping.
Of course he had an idea in mind that he hadn't even brought to her attention. They stood in front of a store looking at their reflection in the mirror as he swung their hands back and forth. He didn't say a word just ran off back towards the car where he had a change of clothes. A polo shirt and a name tag. He'd stolen it off a kid the other day when he'd looked it up in the yellow pages.
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Zoe was enjoying their nights out, Greed seemed a bit... freer.. almost in their outings. Even if they were going out for chinese, she liked to dress up a little because date nights out were rare for them. Not lately, but usually. She wore a fun blue dress with a thin gold belt tonight and thought they made a pretty snazzy couple in the mirror. She loved how he was like a teenager with hand holding and furrowed a brow when he let go to grab some clothes. "Okay, I definitely don't have a wardrobe change ready." not knowing why he needed a second outfit for the night.
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Greed handed her the polo and the nametag so he could start to unbutton his cardigan. "Just hold onto that a minute." He was a master of bullshitting, this would be easy. Here he was standing in front of the car in public stripping off his shirt so he could put on the new one. His eyes flashed wide as he slipped on the white polo and dug around in the backseat of his car until he pulled out a red vest. Once he had that snuggly fit over, his arms ready to pop out of the tight sleeves. He pinned on the nametag ready to go develop some pictures.
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Zoe did as she was told and then frowned, "That shirt does not fit you at all..." her frown deepened as she looked at the nametag, "And your name is not Ned." she made a face, "Do I want to ask?"
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"I know it's a little snug on the sleeves." He tugged on one but it wouldn't give an inch. The upper chest was just as tight if it wasn't hidden by his vest. "Well, my name is Ned for the next few hours." He fluffed up his hair out of that nice neat comb over, because if he was going to sell himself as a laxidasial teenager then he needed to look less put together. It was part of playing the role, which Greed was good at. He still looked handsome without having a hair on his chin.
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She chuckled, "Ned, huh?" she tugged on the hem of his polo which didn't do much to help cover his expansive torso. She shook her head, "I don't know if I want to date Ned... he seems a bit young for me." since she was catching on to why the shirt didn't fit and why he was messing up his hair.
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"The real Ned won't even remember coming into work today." Greed tugged on the shirt a little more but it wouldn't budge. Teenagers and muscles were a bit of a stretch but he'd work with it. Ned was a pothead that hardly came into work, he was a ghost to his job, so no one would know the difference. "Help me stretch this thing." He gave Zoe the hem of the shirt and asked her to pull as much as she could. Then they'd work on the sleeves.
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She sighed and rolled her eyes as she did as he asked and stretched on it as much as she could but it wasn't budging much. "Okay, just.. keep the vest buttoned up and no one will see that it barely covers your belly button." and she poked him in the stomach. "Should I ask why you're Ned? Or is it better the less I know?"
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"What the hell do they put in polos?" There was a reason Greed didn't wear them unless they were at least $100 from Nemian Marcus. This was cheap Target stuff. It was made of spandex or something. He kissed her on the cheek and buttoned up his red vest. "The less you know the better this is. Don't come in for at least fifteen minutes. When you do give me this," he handed her the camera chip that had his roll of pictures. "And I'll be sure they're processed. Oh, and remember one 30 x 40. The rest you can pick." He gave her another kiss on the cheek then the lips. This was their art project, Ned would be their developer.
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She grinned at the multiple kisses he gave her, sometimes she thought he didn't even realize he was doing it which made it sweeter. She looked at the chip and then realized what he was doing. "Ohhh..." and she blushed a little. She closed her hand around it and nodded, "Okay, fifteen minutes." she didn't mind going along with his plans, yes it was illegal but it wasn't hurting anyone. So she waited.
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"Just follow my lead." The less she knew the better the scam would go. That way if cops were involved, she wouldn't have to try to lie. This way he was the impersonator, she was just the victim.
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She waited the amount of time he asked and then walked into the store. She bit her bottom lip as she looked around for Greed but didn't see him. She smiled and shook her head when another employee asked if she needed help. She changed her mind, "Um I actually need some pictures developed.. do you know where the...." and the guy pointed her over to the back and the side where the photo developing center was and she made her way there with the chip in her fist.
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Greed had settled in well enough and had the time to figure out how he was going to approach her. Sure enough the other boy behind the counter started over, fixing his vest because a pretty girl just showed up. Greed beat him to the punch, his voice coming out a little more Italian, a little more Bostonian then New Yorker. He was changing it up a bit.
"Can I help you?" He smacked his hands up and down on the counter with his own drum beat.
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Zoe started to talk to the other boy when Greed bulldozed him and said something in a different accent. She turned her lips in to hide her amused smile and took a moment, "Yes.. you can..." she leaned in a little as if to look at his nametag, "Ned, is it? I need some pictures developed."
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"I got this Andrew." He had learned all the employees names and even knew their quirks by sheer observation, so no one would question that he was who he his name tag said he was. With his attention back on Zoe with a cheap grin. With his hands clasped he leaned on the counter, handing her a form to fill out. "Just check of the sizes, which files and how many. We'll get to it as soon as we can. Do you have a time preference? Normally it takes a few days." His accent was still thick.
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A small laugh escaped her lips as she took the form and a pen that was tethered to the counter. She wrote her name and address and phone number, filling out the boxes and checkmarks. "A few days should be fine." she kept filling stuff out and put the chip on the counter as she casually said, "So, Ned.. do you have a girlfriend?"
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"Are you sure? I could expedite these. Have 'em done in an hour or two?" He turned the form so he could read it, tapping the pen on the paper. "30x40? That must be a masterpiece." He grinned as she shamelessly flirted. "I do actually. She's a fox."
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"If you could that'd be great.... I'd hate for you to bend the rules for me tho." when he pointed to the box she nodded, "It's someone's masterpiece. And that's TWO 30x40's." she hadn't forgotten that he said they could put the photo of him in his bathroom. She grinned back at him, "Is she now?"
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"TWO? Oh well that must be some pretty impressive work." He tapped the pen along the counter again double checking all her pieces. This would get pricey, but not out of his pocket. That's where his stealthiness came in handy. He circled a few things on the form, drawing a little cat face and whiskers in the corner of the page. "Yes she's pretty fucking great." Andrew looked over his shoulder at the two making sure the boss wasn't around or any other customer's to hear that kind of language. He'd gotten a verbal warning after something like that, so he whistled for Greed to calm it down. Greed leaned in with a whisper "I'll get these done just for you. I think I can manage. I'm kinda curious now to see what's so awesome that you need a poster of it in your house." He cleared his throat sitting back up with a grin.
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She grinned, leaning on the counter, noticing how his ADD was on the page even. But there was a pink to her cheeks when he mentioned looking at the pictures, "Oh it's not for my house.. it's for my boyfriend's." she leaned in and whispered, "He's pretty fucking great too." and threw a look towards Andrew to see if he heard.
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"Your boyfriend? Are there like...nudey pictures in here?" He whispered again as an older gentleman walked in. He snorted scribbling a new picture on her purchase form. "He must be pretty great to get those kind of pictures."
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Her mouth dropped open in mock horror, "Rude! We are two super classy people that wouldn't take nudey pictures and get them developed by a stranger." she wasn't lying, her boyfriend was developing them. She sniffed and shrugged, "He's a jerk but he's kinda cute sometimes so...."
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"Then what am I looking for? I'm kinda curious. Are they of you?" He twirled his pen. "He must be one lucky sonuvabitch to get this kind of treatment." Andrew shushed Greed again. "Neeeeed"he whined with an axing motion on his neck. The boss was totally gonna show up, he always did, and Andrew did not need another warning. Three would cost him his job.
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"Maybe....." she leaned on the counter and they of course were totally flirting, tho no one there knew that they were together. She nodded sagely, "He really is." she looked at Andrew who was trying to get them to stop and then looked back at Greed, "Shame you have to get back to work otherwise... well... let's just say my boyfriend isn't here right now and you're awfully helpful."
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Greed smiled as they pumped each other's egos. "Oooh, are you suggesting you find me attractive?" He hadn't once slipped out of his accent. "Cause it sounds like your boyfriend as awesome as he is isn't keeping you satisfied." He scribbled a little heart on her hand, having moved from the paper to something else to draw on.
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She smiled as she watched him doodle the little heart and shrugged coyly, "You're a bit young, Ned.... and I am very very dedicated to my boyfriend." she moved her thumb so it'd stroke the side of his hand, "And I think it's highly rude of you to suggest I would even look at another man..."
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"Hey, says the woman flirting with a stranger." His pinky rubbed the side of her hand. "And age is just a number. Isn't that what they say?" Andrew rolled his eyes. "Just get her number and start working man."
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Her mouth dropped open in mock offense, "I am not flirting!" but she totally was. She was playing handsie with him at this point. She made a face at Andrew, "I don't go around giving strange guys my number willy nilly." she looked back at Greed, right in his eyes, "My boyfriend is a tad possessive." and she pinched her fingers together of her free hand.
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She was right. He was possessive, more than was considered normal. It was an obsessive possessiveness. "Well, if you ever change your mind..." he pulled at his shirt to jerk it down as it ride up his stomach. "I think I could handle a woman..."
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She had a mischievous look on her face, "I dunnnnnno...." she said in a sing song voice and then said, "Maybe you could handle a woman, but that doesn't mean you could handle me." and she raised a brow.
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"And what's so different about you? As I've said, I have a pretty awesome girlfriend." If Greed didn't watch it he'd spend his whole time flirting instead of developing pictures.
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"Nuh uh." she shook her head, "Only one person at a time can know the secret to what's different about me and that person is my boyfriend. Like you said, he's a lucky guy." she glanced at Andrew and back at Greed, "But I'll have to pick up the pictures in a few hours.. sooo I'll see you again."
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It was what he needed to not get so lost in his own con that he didn't get his prints done. "I'll be calling you. I have your number now." He pointed at her with the pen.
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She looked at him over her shoulder as she walked away, tossing him a smile and a cheeky puckering of her lips before wandering off. She wasn't sure what she was supposed to do while Greed developed the photos but she could probably get some shopping for toilteries done..
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Greed was meticulous. If he got a bad print he started the processes all over again. Andrew tried to see what it was he kept working on, but Greed made this a secret project. It was at least three or four hours befire he actually called Zoe back for their artwork.
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Zoe was looking at some chapstick when she got the call,"Who is this?" she teased, "Ohhhh Nedddd... I hope you were the only one that saw the prints." she'd die if anyone else even got a peek. She made her way back to the photo stop.
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"Those big prints, mighty nice I got to say. Quite the masterpiece. That boyfriend of yours better like it." He laughed completely oblivious to the people in line waiting to get copies for their projects. "Get here soon sweetie." His accent still there as he'd not forgotten the role he was playing.
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"Well if he doesn't, maybe you can keep them." she smiled, "I'm like 30 seconds away." she hung up and approached the counter, surprised that there were actually customers wanting prints at this time of night. But Greed did look stupidly cute in the teenage getup, he wasn't as convincing as he thought, those muscles were a dead give away but still, it was amusing how the shirt was trying to rip off his body.
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He ignored the customers coming in, not even realizing that one of them was an arch enemy. Greed smiled brightly as Zoe approached handing her the tube of prints. He did have to play the scam as if she had to pay. He printed out a voided receipt abd handed it to her. While Zoe saw her goofball boyfriend at play, Derek saw someone he knew with another part time job.
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Zoe took the tube and was flirting with Greed still but her smile dropped as they'd hear Derek say, "Well well well... so this is how you can afford that nice car? A second job?" his grin tho showed that he loved the idea of Greed working for minimum wage.
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Greed smile dropped as he took off his nametag, leaving Andrew to deal with all the angry, impatient customers. He tossed it aside, the look on his face that of a rabid bulldog, not the goofy teenager he'd been pretending to be.
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Zoe stood in front of Greed so she was between the boys and she hugged the tube to her chest. "Hello, Derek. Line's over there." she pointed towards Andrew, "We were just leaving."
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"Oh? Well if I'd known he worked here I'd have gotten my project done sooner." Greed stripped out of the vest, looking like a super model in a shirt three times too small as it hugged all his muscles. He smacked the vest into Derek's chest. "Have at it." Greed's voice was dangerously low.
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Before Derek could quip back, Zoe put her hand on Greed's chest, purposely pressing the mini screwdriver necklace under his shirt into his chest so he could feel it as she got between them again. She kept calm as she said, "Goodnight, Derek." clearly meaning this was done. Derek looked at her as if he was pondering stripping her down right there in the store, "What? We can't all hang out? Get a drink?" Zoe furrowed a brow, "It's late... we both have work in the morning." she said referencing her and Greed. Derek shook his head, "Same ol' Zoey, never any fun."
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"Go hang out with your dick and some lotion." Greed's words were not as fun as they sounded. His quip came with bite, ready to burn down the walls around them. The metal screwdriver stabbed into his chest, but it didn't quite curb the urge to twist heads of necks.
Derek flicked his fingers onto the tube in Zoe's hands. "What you got in there anyway?" He was always trying to butt in where he wasn't wanted because Greed made her so much more attractive.
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She stayed in front of Greed and hugged the tube to her chest protectively, jerking it away from Derek's fingers, "None of your business." okay so she was incredibly stressed out about the idea that her ex-boyfriend would see the pictures. They were meant for only her and Greed and she was going to have a panic attack if Derek didn't back up about it.
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"That doesn't sound suspicious at all?" He smacked Greed on the arm. "It's not like I've not seen everything." Derek laughed his little jab that he'd had Zoe first, something Greed was never going to have.
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Zoe turned as red as a tomato, mortified and angry that he would say such a thing, "Ohmygod... that is so beyond inappropriate." Derek grinned, "Aww Zoey, don't be embarrassed--" She glared at him, "The only thing I'm embarrassed about right now is that I was ever with a douchebag like you." not entirely true, but the statement was true enough.
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"You just traded one for another," and Greed practically made a lunge for him but the tube she was holding got in the way. The asshole just would let go, something Greed was influencing without really meaning to.
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"Chance!" he was knocking into her as well and she put a hand behind her to try to get him to calm down. She looked at Derek in disgust, "I really like how you acknowledge you're an utter asshole and have no redeeming qualities whatsoever just to try to insult someone else. Shows what kind of a person you are." She looked at Greed, begging him practically, "Let's just go." she had a death grip on the tube and Derek looked at it with extreme curiosity and tried to pop the top off.
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The moment Derek's hand went to even try and touch his prints, Greed grabbed his arm nearly ripping it off. He was going to show off what that shirt was only accentuating---what those muscles write good for. He dragged Derek outside, very obviously not the teenager he'd been pretending to be. He slammed Derek up into the wall when they got outside, forming a little line of curious customers that followed to watch from a safe distance.
Andrew debated on calling the police, phone in hand, shaking, kind of nervous.
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Zoe chased them outside and said, "Chance, think about this, please, this would be so great for him if you hit him! He'll get you fired and you are so close and worked so hard to get here." she put her hand on his side so he could feel her touch but her heart was racing. She didn't care about Derek getting hit but she did care Greed was jeopardizing his future. Derek squirmed, nervous but still talking shit, "He doesn't have the guts."
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"Don't I?" He pinched Derek's chin between his fingers to lance off if he could. His eyes were burning, veins popping through his forearms, neck, and that big one across good forehead. "You wouldn't survive you fucking pussy," Greed's Hand clenched around Derek's neck, lifting his feet off the ground as if he were a featherweight.
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Derek couldn't respond since his throat was being squeezed but Zoe actually dropped the tube (the prints were safe inside) and put both hands on Greed's waist, "Chance, Chance, think please! Think about your JOB, your future, think about how much it'll suck having to start all over again. Is he really worth that?" she was trying to keep her voice calm but the panic and fear she was feeling was creeping into it.
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"One of these days she won't be here and you will beg for air." That was the Sin was not playing games, and if he didnt have a job he wanted to keep Derek would be in pain or worse. This kid had no idea who he was really dealing with, and all he was doing was testing the limits of a very powerful entity.
He dropped his grip, Derek collapsing to his knees to catch his breath.
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Zoe let out a breath of relief when Greed let Derek go and she put a hand on Greed's cheek and then hugged him tightly for a moment. She only glanced at Derek on the ground but didn't bother at all with him as he coughed and tried to pretend like he was straightening his stuff so he could avoid them.
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Zoe was instant velcro to Greed as he possessed that scary side behind those blue eyes. Derek wasn't likely to quit, but he would today or there wouldn't be anything to stop Greed's anger. Derek would find out just how fine if a line Greed could run to Envy.
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She kissed his lips, "Hey.." she kissed them again and tilted her head, touching his cheek to make him look in her soft brown eyes and when he did she said quietly, "Let's go home." she was feeling nauseous with the waves of angry sin that was rolling off him but she just wanted to get him away from here. He had her, and the tube was on the ground but they'd get that too and they'd go home and he'd bruise her and she'd be fine with it cause it let him know she was his.
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His hands nailed themselves to her hips, so when he grabbed onto her lips with his she couldn't wiggle away. It wasn't sweet, it wasn't with caution in mind of what would happen as a consequence. The Sin was very needy, and it wasn't looking for gentle. He needed to feel her as a part of him, and little butterfly kisses were not going to appease him. It was firey, intense and with all vulgarity of a really good porn. Derek would only be able to stop and stare.
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Her eyes went a little wide as he slammed her with that kiss and she squeaked out an "Oh!" against his lips when his hands moved to her butt to press her even more against him. She was too aware that Derek was staring (she wished he'd go away) and that this was the Sin not only being needy but showing off. His own version of peeing on her to show the other dog this was his territory. So she let him.. mainly because she couldn't stop him, even though she knew he was going to barf up a lung after this.
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He took that as far as he could before his stomach leapt to his throat. Then that energy nearly drained from his hands, forcing his grip to let up. He was going to do his best to hold it, because saving face was important here, or his marking his territory meant nothing. He instantly felt clammy as he gave her room to catch her breath.
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That idiot...! She knew this would happen but with Derek right there she didn't want Greed's insane act to be in vain. She put an arm around his middle as if it were a loving gesture instead of trying to give him her own body to lean on. She scooped up the forgotten tube and glanced at Derek for a split second, he was still just staring. Ugh. She kept a firm grip on Greed so they could make it to the car... or at least out of sight from Derek so Greed could go ahead and collpase.
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Greed held out to the car which was parked a few blocks away from the store. Now he was gawked at for an entirely new reason as he threw up his insides right by the trashcan. He didn't even make it to the trashcan.
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Zoe tucked the tube under one arm and sighed as Greed barfed out his insides all over the street. She rubbed his back soothingly even if she just wanted to pummel him. He knew better but he still could just never leave well enough alone. She gave a frown to passerbys who stared. What? Like they never threw up when they kissed their girlfriend.
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It was a little black, as he hadn't been that sick in some time. He'd slammed himself with the weight of a moving train on his system. It needed to level itself out before he had the energy ti get back up on his feet.
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She sighed and just waited it out and when it seemed to subside, she rubbed his back some more and asked quietly, "You want me to go back and get you some mouthwash?" since she knew he hated the vomit taste. Tho half the time he vomited BECAUSE he drank too much mouthwash.
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He stood giving her a weak plead with his eyes. He needed anything but the taste of tar that had came out of his mouth. He grabbed her hand before she even made a step away. He was worried that little prick would find her again.
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He looked so weak and pathetic, she couldn't be mad (right now). She was surprised when he took her hand and looked at him. She gave it a squeeze and mustered up a smile, "I'll be right back, promise. You wait here and hold this." she handed him the tube and would only leave if he let her hand go.
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His hands were full with his artwork. He finally let her go so he could crawl back in the car to change out of this kids shirt and back into his own clothes. Inside his body was still trying to strik settle until she got back.
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She kissed his temple and helped him get to the car so he could struggle inside it and keep busy while she went back to the store, kept a low profile so Andrew wouldn't see her and purchased some mouthwash so she could get back to Greed. Of course she saw Derek as she was about to leave and prayed he didn't notice her.
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Derek did notice her and paused to talk since the crazy ass wasn't there. Greed didnt realize his natural influence was pushing Derek to want what he'd already had back. He was determined to get her in any fashion he could. "Interesting little show out there..." it was a slap at Greed because deep down Derek knew there was no competition with a super model porn star. "I always thought PDA wasn't your thing."
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She stopped when he spoke but she didn't seem happy about it. She tried to act like it was no big deal but while the kiss had been hot, it had made her kinda uncomfortable. "Yeah.. well.. turns out a lot of stuff I thought wasn't my thing actually is, I just needed the right guy."
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"I thought he was trying to get your dinner." He had been unsettled by it, which had been why Greed marked his territory. "You needed a guy out of a porno?" He had found that out about a month ago, which had also rattled his belief that he was getting Zoe back.
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Zoe crossed her arms over her chest, pressing the mouthwash into her arm, "His porno days are behind him. And what business is it of yours? I've already told you I am with him, it's very very serious. So what do you want?"
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"He looks like he should still be in one. What if he does it in the side?" That also explained the fancy suits and cars. Derek was also trying his best to make Greed out as the monster with how he'd slammed Derek against the wall and bruised his ego. "I just didn't think were that kind of girl. I couldn't even get you to watch a porno. Now you're dating it."
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"Yes, Derek, because all good looking guys need to be in pornos." she said sarcastically and couldn't believe she was talking to him still. She turned a little red as he brought up their past intimacy and said, "You think a lot of things about me that are wrong. And I already told you, I just needed the right guy." the words were bit out and they said very clearly: the right guy is not you.
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"The difference is that one has been. With all his bulky muscles and fancy hair." He was grabbing at straws, who wouldn't after that display. He didn't want to admit his thoughts were on what she and Greed would be doing next.
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She gave him a look like what the fuck, "Who cares? You told me not to let it bug me when you banged sluts when we were actually going out. So I'm going to RELAX," she said the word since he'd said it when they'd been fighting while they were going out, "And be okay with it. Cause yeah, he slept around a lot before but he doesn't anymore. He understands what it is to be in a committed relationship." she was now dragging up all of Derek's flaws. He wanted to go after Greed? Fine, she would bring up all of Derek's flaws too and she had an entire arsenal of them.
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"What he just stopped cold turkey like it's a cigarette addiction?" Of course Derek put up the defense. This wasn't about him, this was about Greed. "Guys like that---I'm mean did you know he's still collecting numbers from girls at work?" Greed still got the occasional sticky on his computer face, but he seemed to ignore it.
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She made a face, "Porn was a job, not a sex addiction." altho... Greed pretty much had a sex addiction, but she wasn't going to tell him that. She raised her brows and countered with, "Yes I did. And he doesn't call any of them." she knew Greed couldn't throw away anything meant for him but at least now he didn't flaunt it around as much. He was a handsome guy, Zoe knew other girls wanted him and thought they could lure him away from her.
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"Like he wouldn't have an addiction...come on Zoey, out there that looked like he was one step away from pulling your dress up over your head." He shook his head depending he was right. "He's not the guy for you."
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She narrowed her eyes, now getting really angry. She hated when people didn't think she could be with Greed because she wasn't sexy enough or sexual enough. As if a guy like him could never be with someone like her, how on earth would someone like HER keep him satisfied? "So what if he was? What if he just loves me and wants me that much? Did that ever cross your mind? Or no, the only way a guy like him could be that way with me is if he has some sickness that any hole will do?" she leaned in towards him, "You know what, even if he isn't the guy for me, neither are you!" and she shoved into his shoulder to move past him. She was done talking to his jerkness.
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Greed was asleep with the seat pulled out so he could lay back when Zoe came back to the car. The jar off the door swinging open startled him. His head was killing him.
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Zoe was visibly upset when she got in the car and slammed the door shut. She handed him the mouthwash and took a deep breath to calm down and at the sight of his pathetic state, her attention shifted to him, "Feeling any better?"
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He cringed as the door slammed, sitting up to hold head. A few swishes of mouthwash helped, but he was still a tad seasick from their tonsil hockey. "What's wrong?" He wasn't stupid.
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She rubbed his arm, "Please spit it out so you don't upchuck minty barf..." he had a bad habit of ODing on mouthwash and puking. When he asked his question, she just said in a tired voice, "Nothing. Can we go now?"
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"Its better than black." He opened the door long enough to spit and was noticing she was holding back something. He'd ask when his head stopped spinning. When they were back at his apartment, in his space, he could think.
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She tried to shrug it off but it stung that he vomited black. She vomited black because Envy had gotten inside her system and it was a clash, it was a way of showing these two things don't mix. And after the talk with Derek, she really didn't want to be reminded of how she and Greed didn't mix. She was silent the entire car ride and she didn't even touch Greed, just stared out the window. She helped him inside his place and let him take the tube to put it where he wanted, "I'll make some tea."
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After a good shower and more mouthwash Greed felt better. He snuck up behind her with his arms wrapping around her. "Still not talking to me?" He may have been zoned out, but he could feel her cold shoulder.
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She was lost in her thoughts so stiffened when he first touched her but then relaxed in his arms, leaning back against him, "When did I stop talking to you?"
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"When you got my minty mouthwash." He kissed her cheek, snuggling her up a little closer, hands all over her as if there wasn't any reason she should doubt he was into her.
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She put her arm over his as he cuddled her and sighed at the memory, "You're finally feeling better... why don't we forget it and go to bed?" she suggested hopefully.
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"Because it makes you all weird if I don't dig it out of you." She needed some cuddling, but he wasn't going to give it to her until she let go. He kissed her cheek and dropped his arms, taking the cup of fresh tea to finish off.
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She dropped her head with an ugh, she wanted to fight him but at the same time she knew he would just dig until he got it. She could try to distract him with boobs or skin but she was not feeling sexy at all and he had just barfed. She leaned against the counter and said, "I ran into Derek again when I was leaving with the mouthwash. We had words. I didn't like the words. I walked away. Now I'm here and I wanna go to bed."
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Greed set his cup down, the sound of china hitting a marble counter without breaking. With his arms crossed over his chest, Greed made it impossible to let this go. He wasn't going to be satisfied with that answer. "What kind of words?"
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She crossed her own arms over her chest, "English ones." then she threw up her hands, "Not pleasant ones. He was an asshole, I told him as much and I went back to the car. The end."
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"Not the end. These arms stay here and in another room for the night if you don't spill." Sure it was bribery, he was using himself as as bait, but it usually worked. "What did he say?"
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She put her hands on her hips, "You've already puked and you are not well. What is the point of getting you all riled up again? I rather sleep in another room if it means you are not going to go ballistic." she had squishy bits he liked too.
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"Because if you dont tell me, I'll make him squeal like a pig." His voice hit a darker level. She had already told him someone thought she wasn't loveable, which popped in his head when she put distance in this conversation. "He wouldn't happen to be the one who said you were hard to love was he?" Her demeanor spoke volumes where her lack of words didn't.
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She looked instantly worried and moved to him, putting her hands on his folded arms, "If I tell you what he said then will you please leave him alone? And NOT because I give a damn about what happens to him but because you become... not you when you deal with him." she was purposely avoiding his question.
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"Don't play that card. If you tell then I won't have to be arrested for murder charges..." which he was sure he'd do just because Derek was a prick abs he was really starting to get in the way.
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She groaned in frustration and let her head hit his chest softly, he was such a pain. "Fine... but I hate you." she let out a breath and said, "He was talking about how you kissed me and then your career in porn and how I wouldn't even watch a porno with him but I'm WITH someone who did porn and then he kept insinuating that you might STILL be doing porn and I told him no but he said he didn't think you would stop and was saying that girls still give you their number," she took a breath because she ran out and then kept going in a long stream, "And I told him I didn't care because you didn't call any of them and he said... he said.." she shook her head trying to remember what the words were, she'd just gotten so mad.
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He broke his own rules to snuggle her hips up to his. "I have been dabbling in porn," his fingers fanned through her hair, "with a gorgeous Greek hottie who likes to wear yellow." The Sin had his own stake in Zoe's everything. "What else did he say?"
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She gave him a half hearted smile that didn't last too long, it actually took her a second for her to realize he was talking about her. She rested her hands on his naked chest and took another breath, "He.. was talking about how you must want sex a lot and how you kissed me and how you aren't the right guy for me. Because clearly the only reason you would kiss me like that is cause you want sex and not cause you want me." her tone was clear that she didn't believe it and she was angry that Derek did, he had unknowingly hit upon one of Zoe's weaknesses.
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"Sounds like he's pissed he didn't get his tongue down your throat. Or back into bed like he knows I will." Greed might have been rash in grabbing her, but it meant his pissing on his property had made the impression he wanted it to. "I do like sex a lot. And I like getting it from you, but I like getting to hold you after when you fall asleep to me talking about squirrels." There was a little bit of her Greed.
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His words soothed her a little and she moved her hands up his chest slowly, feeling skin and hair until her hands went around his neck, "I know.." she said softly and took another deep breath, "I just hate the fact that Derek wouldn't believe it if he saw it. I hate that everyone thinks I'm not enough for you.. I hate that everyone thinks you aren't capable of more." she was this non-sexual mouse in their eyes and he was this sex crazed monster.
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"I'm a stereotype." He played the part, it was why even his sister couldn't see past the dick. It was also what drew out that ugly little green-eyed monster he could be linked to. People were envious of what the both of them had right now. It was no surprise that they wanted to poke it with a stick. "Fuck them." He poked a brow upward at his bold response.
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"I know.. I know, I know, I know." he always told her to ignore the outside world. She sighed, "I just.. I know you say you don't care what they think and deep down I don't care it's just.. it's hard sometimes. It was just.. he poked a sore spot and you barfed black.." she waved a hand around, indicating it was a combination of things that put her in this mood. She didn't like the fact it bothered her so much that he barfed black..
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He was quick to spin her off her feet to set her on the countertop where he squeezed between her legs. "Well, black barf or not," he walked two fingers up her leg while giving her kisses in between his words, "I keep coming back."
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"Oh!" she landed on her rump on the counter, her heels sliding half way of her feet as he nestled his way into his favorite spot. She was still in her blue dress as he played with her leg and smiled a bit, "Yes you do...." she returned his kisses but it was still bugging her, "Why do you think it was black... I mean, you've barfed before and it's normally normal. When I barfed black you said it was cause it was something vile that my body was trying to eject..." and while she understood that his sin would always reject her love, it still stung to see it, especially since it was such a violent rejection.
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He placed kisses down her neck, a few on her shoulders and back to her lips. "Because I was ready to maim him and not care." There was a lot of pure sin flooding in his veins. It had nearly capsized and took over. When Greed kissed her it was a combination of rage, sin, and her lips.
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Her fingers swirled patterns on his upperback as he kissed her all over. She squirmed and kicked her legs back and forth a bit, "So because of that your body was trying to eject the feelings in the kiss?" she was growing used to even the Sin loving her, something like this still took her by surprise.
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He gnawed on her neck a little, sucking the skin softly. "There was a lot mixing together all at once," he twirled a hand in the air, still fondling the skin on her neck with his teeth, tongue and lips. "It backfired on me and I didn't care." The Sin wasn't angry at her anymore, he was showing in his own way that letting go was not an option.
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She chuckled softly at his ticklish kisses on her neck, her arms moving to bring him in closer, "Backfired? What did you expect to happen? Rainbows to appear?" he knew he got sick when he kissed her. He was making her toes literally curl with his little bites and he'd know it cause of the noise her shoes made when they clattered onto the floor, slipping right off her feet.
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"Maybe one day I'll vomit gold glitter." Her shoes hitting the floor only encouraged him to keep going to explore her skin, leaving a little wet trail with soft teeth marks to replace his kisses and make her skin pimple with goosebumps.
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"Considering your body hates me, it'll probably be razor blades.." her foot hooked around his leg and she closed her eyes with a groan, "Chance... what're you doing?" she whined, he knew they couldn't do much and she hated to get his engines going only to disappoint him.
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"Just making sure I can still get you hot and bothered after all that." It had her rattled, he'd been able to tell. "And im fine." This wasn't in anger, he could rush to her apartment or kidnap a Virtue, but Greed didn't need anymore interference. He wanted to enjoy her, and as she was learning he didn't always need sex to be satisfied with her. She had all sorts of other charms.