WHO: Zoe & Greed w/ Stripper WHEN: May 5/6 [Backdated] WHERE: Madison House, Strip Club WHAT: Making up.. sort of. WARNING: Sex Note: The log reads backwards
She started laughing and did speak but the words were a little garbled as she said, "You're a jerk."
On Sat, May 16, 2015 at 7:12 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He squished her cheeks between his hands, moving her mouth even if she wasn't going to. "Speak!"
On May 16, 2015 9:55 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She kept smiling and then just stuck her tongue out at him. Her lips were sealed.
On Sat, May 16, 2015 at 6:54 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: His only response was the lift of one bushy eyebrow. He knew where she was going, but getting to hear her say it was the fun part.
On May 16, 2015 9:49 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She pecked his lips, "We'll figure it out... tho you know, there are things I would never do with a boy that I do with a man..." and she smiled just a little to show she was teasing.
On Sat, May 16, 2015 at 6:42 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "I don't like it either..." he hated that feeling that he just wasn't his big bad boy Sin just yet. He was such a disgusting, watered down version of himself. It was horrible.
On May 16, 2015 6:28 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: That was hard to hear but he was honest, it was one of the things she loved about him, "You remember last year when you painted me? Literally? And I'd been like nooooo and you somehow got me naked and rubbed paint all over me? And then you decided to take pictures? And then decided to HANG them in your bedroom?" she nuzzled his nose, "You knew exactly how much to push and you didn't stop to ask permission because it was something that didn't need permission. And I felt like your lover, not like the harsh mom that tells her kid no." she'd mentioned before how unsexy it was when he kept stopping.
On Sat, May 16, 2015 at 3:22 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "I don't. Other than repeating in my head like a mantra that things can't be like that anymore." It wasnt going to be easy, and both of them were fools if they thought that.
On May 16, 2015 6:08 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She sighed and eased herself down on him again, closing her eyes for a moment, feeling some comfort in knowing he accepted resposnsibility for leaving. She opened her eyes and said, "I'm going to be right by your side as long as you're here..." she couldn't be with him when he left her, "But any ideas on how to deal with this..?" they'd had other problems before, like with him freezing up and they'd figured out a way sort of around it now. But this....
On Sat, May 16, 2015 at 3:00 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Bare with me...this is new..." he gave her the same innocent eyes. He wasn't going to nail this right every time. He wasn't telling her she had to be okay with it, he was just telling her she was going to have to be there when he fell because he wasn't going to get it right. He was a newborn trying to learn to walk, he was going to fall. He rested his forehead against hers. "I know. I fucked up."
On Sat, May 16, 2015 at 5:48 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She let him pull her down to him and gave him a small kiss, those seal eyes of her so big and wet he could drown in them as she stayed close and said in a quiet voice that showed how heartbroken she was, "You keep leaving me.."
On Sat, May 16, 2015 at 2:46 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He tugged at the sides of her shirt, pulling at it so that she could lean down to give him a kiss. "I want you. I came back to you. I didn't go to her. Restart or not I found you." That was where he wanted to be. He was just struggling with what he was used to and what he wanted to do on his own without another voice in there telling him what he should do. He might be the Sin of Greed, but Lust had hovered over him for a long, long time, and he was finally breaking free of his ties.
On Sat, May 16, 2015 at 5:41 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, her other hand still holding the shirt closed, "You seem really... indifferent about it. Almost defeated. Like you want someone to stand up and say I know what to do! You keep looking to me for answers and I don't have them, Greed. You may never have done this on your own before but you have two choices now, either go back to your mommy or decide what it is YOU want without asking anyone else, cause a guy I love a lot once told me only YOU know what you really want." they were words he'd said to her at the gas station when she was trying to decide whether she should move in with Mike and it seemed like the best person to give Greed advice right now was Greed himself as he used to be.
On Sat, May 16, 2015 at 2:36 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "No. They are not. They're just shaky. I told you, I've never done this on my own before." She was completely mishearing his words, she was putting her own spin on them. He wasn't playing on her insecurities but she sure made it seem that way.
On Sat, May 16, 2015 at 5:30 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "Things are off because I'm not her." and those tears slipped down her cheeks because that was what he was saying. All her insecurities about Lust came rushing back and it was even more difficult because they were in such a fragile position in their relationship. She just felt like she was always on the verge of losing him.
On Sat, May 16, 2015 at 2:27 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "I'm not telling you to be her...." but he was. Inadvertently he was pushing her to be that role model for him, and she simply wasn't. It had them in this awkward place that neither of them knew how to move past. "I'm telling you why I think things are a bit...off." It had finally clicked but she wasn't getting on board with it. He was just ruining things like he always did.
On Sat, May 16, 2015 at 5:12 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "I'm not punishing you." she said a bit hotly too, "I'm trying to understand this. If you feel unsure, can you imagine how I feel? You've always been the leader in this relationship. Yes, you've never had one before, but you were the one that would push me out of my comfort zone, you were the one that would take charge and when I wanted to be scared or run, you'd be the one that would plant your feet firmly and shove me off that cliff and if I really wasn't ready, you'd know that you'd wait. And now? Now you ask me. For everything. If I'm hesitant you take it as a no and get mad at me. And I've always said no, it's just never stopped you before and I don't know how to say yes because I'm not that person and you may be a child to your sister but you are not my child." and just like that she had tears in her eyes because this was months and months of frustration and feeling like she was fucking up that had been building in her.
On Sat, May 16, 2015 at 2:07 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote: "I didn't say that." He got cross with her because now she was on the defense and he didn't like it. "I'm not going to her. She'll manipulate me to get what she wants, not what I want." Didn't she understand that? "I've avoided her this long and now you're punishing me because I am? I'm just telling you why I think I can't get my footing. I've been a child to her since I was practically born on this fucking earth."
On Sat, May 16, 2015 at 4:56 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com>wrote: All she could hear was that she wasn't providing that for him, she wouldn't look at him as she said, "So.. you think it'd be better if you'd gone to her when you got back?"
On Sat, May 16, 2015 at 1:23 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: She was covering up as if she felt dirty now. It made him uncomfortable. "I know you don't like it, but usually she's there guiding me along...." in some way she manipulated that too to get what she wanted out of him, and Greed was so drunk on Lust and desperate to be himself again that he let her pamper him her way. This was not going to be the same.
On May 16, 2015 9:52 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Zoe didn't want to hear that and she self consciously grabbed at the front of the open shirt she was wearing, pulling it together as if to hide or protect herself as she looked away and tried to prepare herself for this. Just the mention of Lust always was a guarantee that somehow she was going to be made to feel inferior. She just waited for him to explain.
On Sat, May 16, 2015 at 4:14 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "I'm not talking about Satan. I'm talking about Lust." She hated that name, he knew it. Her ears would probably cringe at the sound rolling off his tongue at all. She was part of it, she knew that from the beginning, and he'd made a lot of changes since she'd first met him---and on his own accord.
On Sat, May 16, 2015 at 12:05 AM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She looked at him unsure because part of her could sympathize with wanting a parent, "Satan normally helps you when you come back...?" she had a hard time seeing the man as a nuturing figure..
On Fri, May 15, 2015 at 9:00 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He looked at her dumbfounded for a minute. She was blaming him for---then things kinda clicked. When she threw the mom card he kind of got what was fucking things up so much. "Usually I have one when this happens." And as disgustingly bizarre as it was, Lust filled that role for him, something Zoe could not. The same way that Theseus could fill the role for a father that Greed could not.
On Fri, May 15, 2015 at 11:30 PM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She just stared at him with her mouth open for a second, how many times had he asked her this in the past few months? She just didn't know anymore. She shoved at his chest, sitting up to get off him, saying frustratedly, "I'm not your mom..!" she felt like an idiot when she didn't have the answers but she wasn't taking care of her boyfriend, she was taking care of a goddamn baby.
On Fri, May 15, 2015 at 8:28 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "What am I supposed to do?" He looked at her hopeful, but it was doing exactly what she was telling him was the problem. He had no guidance, so he was sliding back into old habits. Greed was expecting her to take care of him, to tell him what direction to take because that is what he asked of Lust. She wasn't taking the wheel for him, she wasn't pampering him like a baby. She was presenting a whole new situation that the resurrected Greed was not prepared for.
On Fri, May 15, 2015 at 8:27 PM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She frowned, a little stung by his attitude and said, "You didn't know this. I don't think you did anyway. I only started noticing it recently. And I'm trying to point it out to you and you're dismissing it like its par for the course. Your default setting isn't asking me for permission for everything. You used to just KNOW when I needed a push and when no meant no. And now any time I'm hesitant, you just STOP. That's it, game over. Then you sit and huff and we're both miserable." didn't he get it?
On Fri, May 15, 2015 at 5:23 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "I told you I dont know. I hit reset and sometimes I hit my default setting....its harder this time..." he wasn't with Lust. She wasn't guiding him.
On May 15, 2015 4:42 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She shook her head, it was different, "No.. like last night. You were turned on. I know, cause I could feel how turned on you were poking me.." since he'd put her in his lap, "But you paused, like.. I was asking you something and you paused and then you kinda... checked in with me, like you wanted my permission to continue. You've been doing it now for awhile and you never used to." her words tumbling out as she kept circling on his chest with her finger.
On Fri, May 15, 2015 at 1:39 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "I wasn't thinking. I was feeling the way your tongue devoured my fingers and it turned me on." He ran his fingers through his hair, still cooling down.
On May 15, 2015 4:33 PM, "Lauren Christensen" <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "I wasn't thinking. I was feeling the way your tongue devoured my fingers and it turned me on.
On May 15, 2015 2:53 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She twirled a finger in his chest hair and said, "Just... done it. Kissed me and had your way with me and not stopped to... think or ask or check in or anything." she watched her finger instead of looking at him, difficult to bring this up but it'd been bugging her a lot since the whole ice tray thing and him saying he sometimes had conned her.
On Fri, May 15, 2015 at 11:45 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Done what?" He didn't know what she meant. He knew he was off kilter but he had been gone for a while....
On May 15, 2015 12:03 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She ran a hand through his fluffy hair and then folded her arms on his chest as she looked down at him, making sure to only move after a few minutes so she wouldn't jostle him when he was still too tender. "You haven't done this since last year I think..." she said quietly and she didn't mean sex on the kitchen floor, they had that for Valentine's too.
On Fri, May 15, 2015 at 7:30 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote: He rolled them over so his back slapped against the cool tile. His eyes closed at the heat rushing out from his skin and evaporating against the tile. Jesus that felt as good as the sex. They both forgot in this deadzone he was still pretty intact when it came to being Sin and boy. He still felt achy and had some heat to him in these tangled moments. He made sure she knew it too with that groan of relief with his mouth open. He opened his eyes eventually and he looked hungover with his sweaty, ruffled hair and bleary eyes.
On Thu, May 14, 2015 at 11:33 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com>wrote: She raised her brows at his actions and then started to laugh when he just mauled her to the floor oh but she wasn't laughing for long. In the aftermath of having each other for breakfast, one long lean leg slid between his as she snuggled closer to him, happy to have him home and kinda curious what brought him rushing back.
On Thu, May 14, 2015 at 8:28 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He was gonna tell her, he really was going to mention that the artificially placed Zoe in his path had completely pushed him out of his head enough to finally come see her. But her tongue dipping in between his fingers just ignited all his senses. He flipped the switch to turn off the stove, taking the spatula out of her hand and had her right there on the kitchen floor. Between that and the peanut butter, his senses were in heaven.
On Thu, May 14, 2015 at 11:17 PM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com>wrote: "Mmm.. you'd probably make more money as a stripper in a strip club." she leaned forward, her tongue sliding up the back of his hand and dipping between his fingers to get some of the dripping peanut butter.
On Thu, May 14, 2015 at 8:14 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "I will hold out a collection plate. Think they'll pay me?" He took another bite, this time with a big gob of peanut butter slipping between his fingers. It was so messy, so much like a kid eating and tearing apart his food before it actually got in his mouth.
"Mmm send me pictures.." she picked up the plate of pancakes as he munched on one and said, "Alright, part one of your two part plan is ready." since he said he wanted to eat and then devour her. She was looking forward to both.
"Maybe you won't, but I will." He grinned taking the pancake she'd flipped off the pan and was a melted chocolate, peanut butter gooeyness. He wanted that taste, and he wanted it now.
On Thu, May 14, 2015 at 9:28 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She grinned when he bit her nose and flipped over another pancake to add to the stack, "Uh huh, that would be a one man show cause there is no way I'm getting butt nekkid in front of all those people." she turned off the gas, she still got a little shy when she was naked around just him.
On Thu, May 14, 2015 at 6:16 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Please. I'd do it right there at the pulpit. They'd be too disgusted and turned on to say anything. They'd all watch." He nipped her nose. Maybe this was a good day. Maybe it wouldn't go to shit when the seriousness looming over them showed it's ugly face.
On Thu, May 14, 2015 at 8:31 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She burst out laughing because she hadn't been expecting that response and squealed at his love bite. She waggled the spatula and said, "I'm sure the church would frown on such behavior.." but she loved it.
On Thu, May 14, 2015 at 5:28 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "I just wanna eat and then devour you," he growled with a bite on her neck. He was focused on her, he'd opened up in a way that had completely thrown him, he wasn't ready to let her go just yet.
On Thu, May 14, 2015 at 12:48 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She smiled a little when he nuzzled her, feeling very homey and peaceful in the moment. "Do you want to eat before you go to church or...?" she asked and turned her head to look at him over her shoulder. She'd never assume he'd choose her over his favorite torture activity.
On Thu, May 14, 2015 at 9:43 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He reached over taking a fingerful of batter. He was gonna eat it all before she finished making pancakes. He nuzzled her neck again, feeling a little better. It was going to change when they ate their breakfast. He hadn't even left to go to church and it was Sunday morning.
On May 14, 2015 12:34 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: That warmed her up, his kiss to her neck and his words and she snuggled back into him a little as she kept cooking. There was something she wanted to ask him but it was a beautiful moment and she didn't want to be too heavy about things yet. Once they had a little food in their stomachs then.
On Thu, May 14, 2015 at 9:31 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Its mine too..." he whispered, his lips ghosting her neck. It used to be a different home, and physical homes aside, he was building up from scratch his home with her.
On May 14, 2015 12:11 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Zoe pointed at him, "This.." and moved her finger up and down indicating his arms around her, "..this is home." home was with him, she didn't care if it was in a house or a shoebox or a fancy condo, home was this, her in his arms.
On Thu, May 14, 2015 at 8:41 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "And what about us when we're not here. What about me and..." he didnt even know. That uneasy feeling was back, his reassurance kicking in. It was disgusting, and yet his default setting right now.
She felt better when his arms went around her and she worked on making a second pancake, taking a few moments to answer, "This is home." she said simply. Being with him, their dog, all together, this is what she wanted. They still had to talk and work things out and she was scared he'd change his mind and leave again if they did.
On Thu, May 14, 2015 at 6:58 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: She was making his head spin like a top. "What about...us...to you?" He let her lean against his chest, his arms quick to wrap around her waist.
On May 14, 2015 9:50 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She looked relieved when he said that and flipped the pancake over so it could cook on the other side. She leaned into him a little, just to feel him there, "Just asking..." she didn't like assuming things.
On Thu, May 14, 2015 at 6:42 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He wiped the batter off her nose, licking it off his finger. "I'm not leaving if thats what you think." Not after the Sin had just poured out shit. Was she really going to use it against him?
On May 14, 2015 9:30 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She poured the batter onto the pan, it plopped with the weight, getting some batter on her nose and cheek. She swirled it and looked at him and then back at the pan, "Well... how do you feel about us?"
On Thu, May 14, 2015 at 4:47 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "You sounded so serious...." he handed the bowl back like a wounded child. That had dug a little deeper than he'd been comfortable with. It set him off balance again. "I thought you meant us."
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 11:40 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She gave him a look, "Hard to make pancakes without batter... are we done with the bowl?" she tugged on it again since he was still holding it. "Why, what did you think I meant?"
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 8:39 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "What do you mean are we done?" He hadn't quite managed to get her tone. Was she being playful or was she hammering him with the seriousness now? Of course, when his guard was down.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 11:30 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She took the bowl from him and looked at him, wanting to talk to him but willing to wait. She tugged on the bowl and smiled a little, "Are we done?" she meant the bowl but maybe she also meant them.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 8:11 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He was trying to stir in the peanut butter but it wasn't as mixable as he'd thought. He handed it over to her, still mixing it and not sure he was ready to give it up yet. He hadn't even told her about the strip club, or what had happened there. It was likely to worry her even though he walked away straight to her. She had to know that.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 10:56 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She moved to the counter to grab some oil for the pan and lightly bumped her hip against his, "Mix..." tho that was the thing, she didn't know if he was here because he wanted company or wanted her. He did show up after Digger ran out on him, maybe he just was lonely and didn't miss her as much as having someone, anyone, there.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 7:54 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: She didn't realize that part of what he wanted was exactly this. The attention of someone else in the room other than his own shadow. He didn't play well on his own, company at times was almost desperate. He felt like he died a little when he was on his own, even if he put the space there himself. Greed often didn't know what was best for him, because as he'd told her the night before he spent so long having someone else make his decisions and manipulate him into thinking that what they wanted was actually what he wanted. Without Lust, Greed was a little misguided, but he was trying to keep peddling.
He dropped a big spoonful of the peanut butter into the mix, it hitting the bottom of the bowl like a rock.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 10:42 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: It felt better than sex (tho the sex was pretty great) to have him here, to be here with him in their their kitchen, making morning pancakes. He looked so cute with scruff on his face and just his boxers as he fiddled with the peanut butter to dump in the batter. It hurt her heart to think he might leave her again now that he had what he wanted... she busied herself with getting a frying pan and looking down at the stove to turn the burner on, her long bob falling in her face.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 7:39 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: His energy was revived by the morning. He was in his boxers chasing her around the kitchen more than actually cooking. Finally she handed the mixing bowl over and he threw an entire bag of M&M's inside. He looked around for something else it was missing. He flipped through cabinet doors and found the big ass jar of peanut butter. Chocolate and peanut butter. Yum.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 10:34 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Zoe slept snuggled into his arms through the night and in the morning it was a picture of domestic bliss they hadn't done in awhile. She wore his shirt again from the night before and they were in the kitchen making pancakes. She put the eggs and flour and milk in the bowl and then handed it to him to add whatever he wanted and to mix it up, he was the muscles, that was his job.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 7:28 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: It wasn't much longer before he crashed completely, when he couldn't hold those eyes open anymore. He didn't say anything else and that was okay. They weren't perfect, but they weren't fighting. Sometimes it was hard to know what hit him harder, especially here. He just needed some sleep.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 10:10 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She kissed his other cheek and snuggled into him, arms curled in on his chest, her nose touching his jawline so she could still look into his eyes.They had to have a long talk... but it could wait.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 7:08 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: It was a drain on his system when he got this involved with his thoughts. Between that and her soothing fingers through his hair he could just collapse right there. His head flopped back on the couch looking at her through half-lidded eyes. This might be a more convenient dead zone, it wasn't as harsh on him as the others, but it took it's toll. He was still warm and achey, not just because of their activities.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 9:51 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She kissed the apple of his cheek sweetly, just wanting him to feel she was here and with him. He wasn't alone, he just didn't have someone holding his controller, this was now a two person tag team game. She waited to see what he wanted right now since she didn't know if he could handle more talking..
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 6:44 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: She never called him by his mortal name anymore, and at this moment it was incredibly powerful to hear her say that to Greed. He nodded, shaking his head up and down, swallowing that heaviness that had started to build from his stomach up his throat.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 9:34 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She pecked his lips and held him close as he started to break down, "We'll figure it out together.. if you want." since he'd been demanding his space lately, "I can't.. I can't ride your bike for you or push you along.. but I can ride with you, Greed.."
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 6:31 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote: His voice caught in his throat as he tried to talk, his face showing how lost he really was. "I don't know what to do..." he whispered. That vulnerability was back, he was wide open for her use against him. But this wasn't just him being vulnerable, this was the Sin in itself showing her his weakness.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 9:24 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com>wrote: She slid her hands up so her palms cupped his cheeks and she looked at him hopefully, "I'm here, aren't I?" he wasn't really alone but she wasn't grasping the part where he was driving himself and she was beside him, equal and he wasnt used to it. He was used to the backseat and someone else driving which Zoe refused to do.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 6:19 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Yeah..." it was the truth, they hadn't quite filled in all the potholes in his...everything. The Sin was still jerking himself around. "I've never done this on my own...." he looked at her with those puppy eyes. "I mean riding this bike and being my own driver."
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 9:10 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com>wrote: She frowned, still keeping up her movements, moving to the back of his head as she said, "Yeah.. you said that before.. that's why you didn't love me anymore when you came back... you said that changed.... but.. there's still gaps, aren't there?" she asked quietly. They were still struggling.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 6:09 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "It's like hitting a reset button. Rewinding through everything and starting over." He'd never really thought about it being painful, just a pain in the ass. "Like learning to ride a bike only this time no one was pushing me along." Lust was his mother in so many senses of the word. Greed was just a big child and when he was "born again" he needed time, and he wasn't there yet.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 9:01 PM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: When he died.. she was there.. but he was talking about when he came back... when he came back to life? "I was there... sort of." she cringed. They had been having a bad time. "Did it hurt..?" he'd been his usual obnoxious self, so she didn't understand if there was process or what the problem was.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 5:57 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "When I died..." until he sought Zoe out he usually had someone there to bring him back on steady ground. That was usually Lust. Greed had effected the order of things, but he really didn't know that that was the root of all their problems recently. He stuffed things in the way to band-aid a problem but he'd eventually have to just rip it right off. They needed to figure out what was wrong. He had been alone when he resurrected and that had some long-lasting effects for an entity that had been practically attached to Lust from the moment he was "born".
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 8:50 PM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She was of course confused, she kept up her circles and caresses, using her nails lightly and then switching it up again, "Came back alone from where....?" a little hurt that he felt alone with her but willing to give him a chance to explain it.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 5:44 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: His eyes wavered open and closed as he tried to focus. She'd just dropped his insecurities down to non-existent. He tried to mimic the massage by circling his fingers on her sides, but he kept stopping and starting up again like he couldn't function to do two things at once. He finally opened those big blue eyes. "It's like don't know how to stand on my own two feet. I came back alone this time..." he was fishing his own thoughts for a coherent answer that she probably wasn't going to get.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 8:35 PM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "You wanna talk about it...?" she asked gently, her other hand going to the other side of his head, double time her gentle massage, tho she had a feeling he'd probably pass out and they'd have to talk later. As long as he kept holding her, she was fine either way.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 5:22 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Whenever her hands played with his hair, or she scrubbed her nails through his scalp, he went into a trance. His eyes closed just enjoying the feeling of her caresses. He relaxed then with a soft hum. She was putting him under some kind of hypnosis so he could talk freely and not close her off. "I just can't get my feet grounded." If she were to think about it, he hadn't been quite as stable since he resurrected. He was the same, but he had reset himself. A butterfly breaking out of its cocoon again, only this time it had been all alone. Putting himself back together on it's own had it's own set of stumbling blocks, and he wasn't there yet. He was still struggling.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 7:50 PM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She didn't push him but she was careful, she didn't want him to squirrel into a black hole in his head and get lost in his thoughts, "What's going on in there...?" she asked softly and touched the side of his head, gently caressing it.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 4:46 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Zoe never abused his vulnerability. She didn't take advantage of it or hold it over his head later. She made him feel safe in that state. He was trying to piece together what was the root of this and he didn't know.
On May 13, 2015 7:23 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She liked being in his arms, she actually loved it. He was a big guy and she felt small and safe and protected in his arms cause he could so easily crush her and had tried to once but for the most part he was a gentle giant, even when they had rough sex and bruised her, he always held her like he cherished her. His vulnerability was something she never took advantage of or was disgusted by or afraid of. She looked in his eyes and then rested her brow against his, the tips of their noses touching.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 4:16 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: But he didn't want to go anywhere. This was the comfort when he had no idea why he was so rattled. If it was Digger, her father, or something a little deeper. He held on for so long. It probably felt like forever before he moved his face from the crook of her neck to look up at her, holding her now with his eyes as well as his arms. He didn't say anything. His mind was a wild jungle that she had to tread lightly sometimes. Right now it was just vulnerable.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 7:11 PM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Her breath was slowly calming down and she stayed in his arms, afraid to move or speak, not wanting to break this, not wanting him to decide he'd had his fuck and it was time to go. Wanting to enjoy that they actually got to have sex without waiting, he came, they wanted to, they did it. She didn't ask him if he was going to stay, she didn't do anything except stay in the moment.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 4:07 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: His grip was slippery now, as if his arms could just slide right off her as he held her close. He hadn't pulled away yet, just held her close, his forehead stuck to her shoulder, the only sound was his elevated breathing as he clung to that high. His head was a little clearer now though, and he wasn't sure why he felt so unstable.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 6:57 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Her hands were on him, touching, gripping when he grabbed too tight but she never minded the bruises, just she hadn't had sex in a month either so it was fresh. She didn't O, she never did when he was like this, when it was this itch he had to scratch, it was quick and dirty and needy. But it was a relief cause that was how she knew he didn't get any anywhere else. Not that it was bad, it still felt great and it was something she needed too as her front was stuck to his with sweat with her arms around his neck.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 3:49 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: There was a lot that had Greed still walking a tightrope. Like he was unbalanced. He couldn't get his bearings straight and it put this insecurity there that he couldn't figure out. There was some shuffling of clothes and shoes before he could get down to it. His brain was muddled, but that natural instinct kicked in at the right time so he could get the release he needed. That they both needed. His hands were tight on her skin, groping and grabbing in handfuls that left fingerprint sized bruises on her skin. It was worth it, and he cursed his whole way through it.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 5:35 PM, Lucky L.<neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She searched in his eyes but there was just a hell of lot of desire and horniness in there... she just wanted to know if he even missed her. And there was that halt again, this jerk where he put on the breaks and had to check with her if it was okay. Why did this keep happening? There was a time when he KNEW her so well, he'd KNOW when she wanted to stop, there wouldn't be all this seeking her permission thing. Didn't he know her anymore? She closed her eyes when he kissed her and she put a hand on his cheek, kissing him back with some passion. She knew his brain wouldn't work fully till he had sex so yes, she was on board, she wanted him to do it now.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 2:30 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He hugged her back but gave her a look with his brows raised, silently asking if she was even into it anymore. He kissed her with a little sweetness, not as entirely rushed as a few minutes ago.
On May 13, 2015 5:24 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She sighed and put her arms around his neck, giving him a hug cause she'd missed him. And even if he was here just for sex, right now she didn't care, she'd cry later, right now he was here with her and wanted her and that would have to be enough. "Nothing. Take off your pants."
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 2:20 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: And whatever mood she'd switched over into, he felt it like a pile of bricks falling in his lap. Damnit! He kissed her but somehow she'd lost her luster.
"What?" And his tone suggested he knew she was in her own head. He'd just come in to surprise her after HIS friend had stolen her for the day, and somehow he was still not wiggling in at all.
On May 13, 2015 4:40 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Great, so she was a sex toy. She felt kinda deflated at his comment and watched him struggle with his shirt just thinking he was most likely gonna leave after he laid her. Maybe she should just be content that he could have banged someone else but he held out for her. Yay...
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 1:37 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Still doesn't quite compare..." sure they'd made some headway in that area, but Greed didn't need to if he had what he wanted right there.
He finally got his vest opened up, and he started with the buttons on his shirt. He was frantic to get things going before all her talking broke the mood.
On May 13, 2015 3:04 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She looked severely annoyed and wanted to hit him, "I thought you were okay using your hand now?" she asked sarcastically. Of course he was here because he wanted sex but she understood that... it was HIM. Of course he needed sex, he went mental without it and if he hadn't slept with anyone else then it meant it'd been a month since he last had sex which for him meant becoming nasty and scrambled brains. But it didn't mean she had to like it.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 12:00 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Greed pushed her closer, his fat fingers getting tangled with the buttons instead of out from binding him inside. The damned buttons were too small for him when he was focused on her. "Stop talking. Later because I'm fucking horny."
On May 13, 2015 2:57 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "What!?" she asked, her hands pushing against his chest, even more mystified and kinda horrified. What the hell had Digger been taking videos of? On the boat? He sent it to Greed?? Why? Was that why he was here?
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 11:55 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "He needs to learn how to use his phone if he doesn't want to send me videos of you..." he fiddled with the buttons on his vest, one hand still on her. He was trying to multitask with his hands and his mouth and talking.
On May 13, 2015 2:52 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "What?" she frowned again but let out a small sound of delight as he touched her. Was he spying on her? How the hell did he know she was with Digger... man, he didn't know about the pact, did he?
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 11:50 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "You taking off with Digger." He didn't want to get off on that right now. He just wanted to get lost in this. He continued to feel her up, melting her brain with his hands and his mouth.
On May 13, 2015 1:49 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She frowned in the kiss, "Upset with me?" as far as she could remember she didn't do anything wrong... unless he knew about Digger and Sloth. Oh god, why did Digger tell her.. but then would Greed be kissing her right now if he knew? Then again he was pretty horny. This might just be a booty call..
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 10:47 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Don't worry I'm upset with you too." He was angry at Digger too but he'd deal with that later. Right now he needed to keep tasting her...and letting his hands roam. That shirt had to go.
On May 13, 2015 1:31 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Her hands were on his chest but she wasn't sure if it was cause she wanted to touch him, keep distance or she needed to brace herself because he was turning her into a puddle. "I'm still upset with you..." she said quietly but gave him a deep kiss like they could only have here. She was still upset with him for being a moron but she had missed this, him, them.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 10:26 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "We are talking..." he said in between these long kisses where he stole her breath. They were talking in his language, and he was saying he'd missed her and he'd been a fucking idiot.
On May 13, 2015 1:23 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "Whoa!" she said as he dragged her into his lap, her foot was healed now (not that he'd stopped to notice even at the dog shleter) so there was no need to stop and worry about things. She loved it when he cursed when he kissed her or made love to her, it was just such a win. But... what the hell was going on? She was face to face with him in his lap and her eyes were big as he kissed her again, and she tried to ask between kisses ask, "Shouldn't.. we.. talk--" but her mind was filling with a very sexy fog.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 10:17 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Fuck..." he muttered under his breath when that kiss came to an end. That was what other girls didn't have. The intensity beyond him being a sex god to them. He shifted her into his lap so she straddled his hips. The stripper eyed his lap like it was candy. And he could have gone for it, but this right here felt so damn good that all he could do is curse after every heated kiss, which grew in intensity each time their lips met. This was what he was hungry for.
On May 13, 2015 1:06 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She was staring at him like a deer in the headlights. He was acting like this was just so natural and logical and he hadn't been fucking off for three weeks practically, a month if you included the break before they found Sammy. Her eyes widened when he leaned in to smell her, her hands going to his shoulders, "What are you--" she started to say and she was going to push him off but then he kissed her, a muffled squeal sounding but oh... it felt so... she wanted to melt right there and her hands on his shoulders didn't push him away, they just stayed right there.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 10:00 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: When she bleerily looked at him, he put the flowers aside and flopped onto the couch. His hair was fluffy from the car ride with his windows down. It was still buzzed on the sides, but the top had enough length on it for her to grab onto. And thats exactly what he wanted her to do. "Digger said you went home. You weren't at the apartment...so..." and his eyes caught that lovely peek of freckles on her collarbone. He leaned in, smelling that beautiful smell he'd been too up his ass to come after sooner. He didn't tell her about the stripper. Instead he kissed her. Whatever sleepy state she was in, he wanted her to come out of.
On May 13, 2015 12:48 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Zoe was stunned, no, she was shocked. She was pretty sure she was hallucinating or having a very vivid dream that her boyfriend who did not know where she was, on was taking a break from her, was standing in front of her in their house that no one knew she was at, with a bunch of ripped out by the roots daisies. Her mouth opened and all that came out was, "What..." before a pause then, "How..." and man he looked kinda beat up... but good.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 9:43 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "You don't like them do you?" Greed groaned, but he wasn't giving up. He'd been thinking about her like crazy. He was positive seeing the look-alike had flipped a switch in his head. Just looking at Zoe now turned him on.
On May 13, 2015 12:38 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She made a face and rubbed her eyes as Sammy was being a pest, "Sammy..." she said with a groan as he took the blanket off, her legs curling up to her chest with the chill. And then suddenly there was dirt in her face, she blinked and all she could see were.. daisies? Did she hit her head?
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 9:32 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: It seemed like the last month had been crazy. Sammy hoped he got to see his dad for a lot longer than a few hours this time. He scampered back over to Zoe, pulling the blanket off, tugging it so she'd wake. He barked when she didn't budge. Dad was here, she needed to get up. Greed shoved the rooted flowers in her face. She'd smell nothing but dirt.
On May 13, 2015 11:54 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: By the time Greed did reach, Zoe was mostly asleep, snuggled up in his shirt on the sofa. Sammy's collar tinkled as he ran and jumped on Greed, excited to see his dad after a couple of weeks. The noise only stirred Zoe a little but there was no way in hell she'd ever think Greed had showed up.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 8:40 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: It was late when Greed finally reached the house. He was sore sitting for so long. As he crawled out of the car he spotted a tuft of daisies. He remembered something Digger said about wooing her...so he yanked them up, roots and all. She was gonna be happy to see him wasn't she? Immediately Samson's head went up when Greed opened the door. The pup scattered to get to him before Zoe did.
On May 13, 2015 11:33 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Zoe was wearing a pair of white knitted leg warmers Greed had gotten her, and she had a blanket on the sofa where she wore one of Greed's business shirts cause it smelled like him. There was a bunch of stuff on the floor that she'd been cleaning (mostly junk from the basement that they still hadn't completely gone through. And right now, Sammy was sleeping in front of the fireplace with his tongue sticking out and Zoe was half reading on the couch, kinda tired from the day and half dozing.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 7:13 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Greed wasn't dumb, even if his sensors were a little slow from the alcohol. He headed off for that two hour trip, which in all honesty felt like forever this time. It seemed like he was NEVER gonna get there. He also grew increasingly worried that she wasn't going to be there either---but then where else would she be?
On May 13, 2015 10:07 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Zoe had no idea that Greed knew about the boat or a stripper that kinda looked a little like her had made him realize he wanted to go home. She was home. Just... in their other home. After giving her father a hug goodbye (a little awkwardly) she took a later bus than Digger (saying she wanted to spend another hour with her dad) and she went to Madison instead with Samson. It was home too and she missed Greed. The apartment was lonely and the house there was always stuff to work on. Plus they had clothes and toothbrushes and everything and it was a hell of a lot closer to the beach so she and Samson winded up going there.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 7:03 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: She was right. Which is why Greed ran out of there to head to the apartment...his other apartment with Zoe. Unfortunately, to his disappointment it was empty. It looked like she hadn't been there at all. He called Digger, who just told him he didn't know where she was. She'd said she was going home. Digger assumed the apartment. He hesitated on the line. He wasn't ready to tell Greed anything yet about his sister, so he just said that Zoe probably went for a walk with Sammy and hung up.
On May 13, 2015 9:40 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She leaned back on the plush seating and crossed her long nude legs, "I see a guy who doesn't know what he's missing." and she really had no idea how right she was.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 6:31 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "You can't even name all those other things..." what he was looking for wasn't here. It was on a fucking boat. He didnt even know what beach they'd gone to. He was still buzzed but he could drive to the appartment. "Tell me, what kind of guy do you see?" He was clean cut, but had that bad boy vibe. "I have a very distinct feeling you couldn't handle me."
On May 13, 2015 9:03 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "Maybe I would have cuddled with you in the morning and all those other things." which she'd already forgotten, "You don't know for sure."
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 4:23 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "You wouldn't have. You would have just fucked me." And Greed had grown bored with just that. He wanted to connect in a way that he'd grown really hungry for. There was more appeal in the tip of Zoe's finger then anything standing here in front of him.
On Wed, May 13, 2015 at 12:23 AM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: The girl blinked, surprised he pulled away and stood up ready to go. She tried one more time by throwing up a hand and saying, "How can I know that if you don't give me the chance, bit unfair don't you think?"
On Tue, May 12, 2015 at 9:22 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote: "No we won't." Greed stood up, stumbling just a little. "I'm more than this package," and it made a difference. He was ready to get out of there and go home.
On May 12, 2015 11:36 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "Guess we'll never know..." she said quietly and tried to go in for that kiss again. He was hot, just kinda too in his own head.
On Tue, May 12, 2015 at 8:31 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "If I didn't look like this though you wouldn't want anything..." She could have felt him up and he was lost somewhere else. That ache inside, that hunger he was talking about, right now only one person could fill it.
On Tue, May 12, 2015 at 11:14 PM, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com>wrote: She took a moment to think and she was honest but she didn't move back, she stayed close, "This package is pretty enough that I want to open it and see what's inside.. and when I see it, then I can judge from there." she looked in his eyes, "Do you want to show me?"
On Tue, May 12, 2015 at 8:12 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "You just want this package, you don't want whats inside do you?" He looked at her sternly, refusing to kiss her until she answered. And even then, he wasn't guaranteed to follow through. All he could see in his head was Zoe, and this curly-haired stripper wasn't warming his insides quite the same.