WHO: Zoe & Greed WHEN: Christmas Morning [Backdated] WHERE: Madison House WHAT: One last gift WARNING: None Note: The log reads backwards
She gave him deep kisses, a balance of sweet and emotional with a sexual charge. Her hands rested on his biceps and she gripped his muscles as she leaned into him, this is where they needed it to go, to get that connection in a way words didn't quite cut it.
On Wed, Jan 6, 2016 at 4:11 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: His fingers raked down her back when he felt that sweet, sweet tongue. He might have taken a moment or two to respond, but he did want to play. He wanted more.
On Wednesday, January 6, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She hummed against his mouth when he touched her skin and she made the sweet kiss melt into something a bit more intense as she slid her tongue into his mouth to see if it wanted to play.
On Wed, Jan 6, 2016 at 3:56 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He kissed her with more ferocity, hands gliding up her shirt so he could touch skin. It was almost an instant relief. A burn that needed some cooling down.
On Wednesday, January 6, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She smiled and nuzzled his nose with hers saying back in a whisper, "You have me..." she was snuggled in his lap, boobs (in a shirt) squished against his hard naked chest, her lips against his and they had nothing planned the rest of the day except lazing with each other.
On Wed, Jan 6, 2016 at 3:51 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "I want you...." He whispered with neediness. He always need close contact after dealing with the heaviness of human emotions.
On Wednesday, January 6, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She chuckled softly, "You did not ruin Christmas. You felt things... and you let yourself feel them." she rested her brow against him, "Besides, Christmas is the whole day." since it was just the morning.
On Wed, Jan 6, 2016 at 3:33 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Ruining Christmas." He'd completely botched her gift, and he did LOVE it, he just had to wade through the wave he'd been thrown. He wasn't expecting it. It came out of nowhere.
On Wednesday, January 6, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She looked confused and scratched the short hair at his neck, "For what....?" she asked, clearly thinking he did nothing wrong.
On Wed, Jan 6, 2016 at 3:20 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He laid his forehead against hers when it was impossible to breathe any further. He held her tight, wanting nothing more than to feel close. He pulled back to look at her face and her dance of freckles. "I'm sorry...." This was a disappointing Christmas. They hadn't even been physical.
On Wednesday, January 6, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She had to breathe through her nose since they didn't want to break the kiss. She slid her hand across the back of his head and another across his naked shoulders, just wanting to be as close as she could to him.
On Wed, Jan 6, 2016 at 3:02 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: It was the comfort he needed. Maybe not the night before but he needed to be close to her now. He held on to those sweet kisses, hands back to grabbing at her sides, groping her but not with sexual intention. He just needed to feel her.
On Wednesday, January 6, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She obliged, giving him a sweet kiss, followed by another and another. She let her warmth seep into him and she comforted him not as a mother, but as his partner, his lover, his best friend (female), his girlfriend.
On Wed, Jan 6, 2016 at 2:39 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "You didn't know. I didn't know." He Was just overwhelmed. When those fat lashes opened up to reveal his eyes to her, those bright Blues were even more intense. He bumped her nose, silently wanting more kisses. They helped.
On Wednesday, January 6, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "No, not at all." she said sincerely. She kissed his cheek and said, "You're supposed to be whatever you're feeling right now. There's no right and wrong to feelings, they just... are." she pulled back enough to look in his eyes and said, "I'm sorry." she hadn't meant to hurt him.
On Wed, Jan 6, 2016 at 2:23 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Is it stupid?" He was vulnerable, heartbroken, which was probably not what she had intended. "I'm supposed to be happy..." And he was still fighting the what he'd never had.
On Wednesday, January 6, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Zoe listened and hugged him tight, kissing his cheek and his ear, and his frog. She wanted him to feel her love for him, that she paid attention, she was there with him. That fantasies were a different kind of lie and it was okay to have them as long as he knew what was real.
On Wed, Jan 6, 2016 at 11:55 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: It had made an impression. Like a child, Greed was very impressionable. He saw things so vividly. It was no wonder his imagination was so vast. When he was finished with his story, it was still painful, but he had it to hold and keep safely locked away between them.
On Wednesday, January 6, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She nodded, "I wouldn't expect anything less from a father who is so proud and loves you." it was the dream to have that adoring parent and she had a feeling that Theseus talk with Greed made him see what a father could be. Someone to admire.
On Wed, Jan 6, 2016 at 9:52 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote: "I did. Father paid for the most expensive tudors. The first one didn't stick around, so I went through about five before finding the right one." This story was really starting to become fancy and elaborate. He actually believed it.
On Wednesday, January 6, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Zoe kept stroking the nape of his neck as she listened, "Ahh... a woman. The inspiration behind so much great art. Did you get a tutor in art?" she asked since thats what kids do, get teachers.
On Wed, Jan 6, 2016 at 7:41 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He was speeding ahead like he tended to do. He stayed quiet for a minute, completely painting this journey that he never got to take. "The nanny. She gave me a set of charcoal and pencils one day with paper. So I drew her." If it wasn't Greed and it wasn't Zoe sitting in his lap, that would have been a believable story. He painted it very, very convincingly.
On Wed, Jan 6, 2016 at 1:37 AM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She smiled at the mention of the pony and of course he had a hot young nanny. He was jumping ahead a few years so she pulled him back and said, "Who taught you how to draw? How did you get interested in art as a kid?"
On Tue, Jan 5, 2016 at 10:34 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "I had a pony," he chucked, "and a sixteen year old nanny by the time I was twelve." Maybe he'd rewrite the part about having perfect hair. Maybe he wanted that bad haircut. "I got an apprenticeship with Michaelangelo and traveled all over Europe with my art. My father was proud." The story was as fake as her pictures.
On Wednesday, January 6, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She didn't rush him or push him, she let him blubber and only kissed his tear stained cheek and stroked the hair at the nape of his neck till he could tell her. "I'm sorry.." she murmured, giving her condolences for the passing of his fake mom.
On Tue, Jan 5, 2016 at 10:20 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He might have been a child in the most basic outline, but he'd never gotten to be one like everyone else. Her questions started swirling around long dead fantasies of things he never had and ever would have, and it only made him cry more. As he tried to speak it made his voice hoarse and broken. He tried to start quite a few times but didn't know where and he jumbled it all. He cleared his throat a final time and tried to think. "I was on a rich family estate. Father was practically a king, mother died at childbirth." Greed didn't know what it was like to have a real mother, and all those thoughts of what a mother was got all confused by Lust. So, for his own fantasy there was no Lust or maternal figure.
On Wednesday, January 6, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She kept her hold on him, fitted against him as if she was designed for it, "Do you ever think about it? Like you did with the future? You wanna tell me a story?" he had created a beautiful fantasy future about their marriage and children they'd never have. She wanted to know if he'd thought of a fantasy past story for himself. Something before her.
On Tue, Jan 5, 2016 at 10:09 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: They could make him a million pictures and it wouldn't replace the fact that he was always going to stay one way. "Sometimes." He said in a broken whisper, his face continuing to leak fat crocodile tears. He squeezed her sides with to feel something real. She was real. She wasn't in his head.
On Wednesday, January 6, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She hadn't meant to make him sad, it hadn't been her intention. She moved the book out of his lap and replaced it with something that was real, herself. She straddled him so she could hug him tight and he could feel her. "Do you want it to be?" she asked him softly. Because being born and growing up also meant you didn't stop. You grew old. You died.
On Tue, Jan 5, 2016 at 9:53 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "No, I'm not..." He wiped his cheek and there was clearly tears. He looked down from Zoe's eyes, his face squishing this way and that as he tried to not be sad. He didn't want to be sad! But then he finally admitted to her the other swirl of emotions. "It's amazing and exciting---and it's not real...." He felt another train of tears slide down his cheek.
On Wednesday, January 6, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She gave a small smile but it faded fast. She touched his cheek to get him to calm a little and looked into his eyes, "Greed... you're crying." she said gently. She knew there was more than happy and excited swirling around in there and she wanted him to embrace the not so fun stuff too.
On Tue, Jan 5, 2016 at 9:44 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Happy and excited and---" he was maybe even a little sad. It was a fantastic gift and yet it wasn't real. It was such a jumbled mess. A fantastic, jumbled mess.
On Wednesday, January 6, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She made a winced face because it was so hard to figure him out right now, "Okay.. so... you're happy... but... but... what else?" she really wished he'd use more words because she was at a loss.
On Tue, Jan 5, 2016 at 9:25 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Yes there is! It's like this," he waved all around his face, "and this..." He put his hands on his chest as if bugs were crawling all over him, "aren't in agreement with each other, and yet I'm ecstatic." He looked at her with those crazed blue eyes.
On Tuesday, January 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "There's nothing wrong with you... whoa okay.." she pulled back a bit and looked at him with continued concern, "You wanna try to talk it out? What're you thinking? Feeling?"
On Tue, Jan 5, 2016 at 8:29 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "What's wrong with me? This is so weird," he started to laugh and cry at the same time now. What the hell was this human body doing? It was incredible and bizarre at the same time!
On Tuesday, January 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Her mouth dropped open as she saw his tears, "Greed...." she said softly and with concern, putting her arms around him in a big hug. She was really worried about him but it was Zoe, it was in her nature to comfort those she loved.
On Tue, Jan 5, 2016 at 8:07 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He was internally freaking out and happy at the same time. His eyes glossed over and he didn't understand why he was so happy and crying too!
On Tuesday, January 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She smiled and put her head on his shoulder, "Well yeah, I thought you should have the complete experience. Every kid gets a doofy haircut that their parents style for them. It's just one of those things. I used to have bangs." she said as if it was super tragic. When he was done and so silent she looked at him softly, "You okay..?"
On Tue, Jan 5, 2016 at 7:06 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He looked at those buck teeth and opened his mouth to feel his own teeth. He had the goofy eyebrows, the same smirk. "I have such a horrible haircut." He brushed his had through his hair. He picked and poked at more of himself while going looking at each picture a third and fourth time. He couldn't look away, all those emotions still burning through him. When he put it down he didn't know what to say. It was all stuck inside and he has no idea how to let it out.
On Tuesday, January 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She grinned, "Yes you are. You're a pretty cute man too." she kissed his cheek and let him fawn over himself. They hadn't made a ton of pictures, just enough to give Greed a piece of growing up.
On Tue, Jan 5, 2016 at 6:53 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "I---" he couldn't articulate his words. He hadn't shut down but there were a lot of feels flowing through him, and he wasn't sure how to channel all of it. He took the book and examined it more closely. "I'm a cute kid!" He turned to look at her with such bright eyes.
On Tuesday, January 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "Well, we tried. Because I figured if there's aging software to make babies look older then there should be stuff to make you look younger. So now you're a cute little kid. And i know it's not the same thing as having memories and doing it but I thought it'd be nice if you got to have some pictures of a little you. And he is pretty damn adorable." she smiled at him, pleased that he liked it and glad that she waited to give it to him or he might have exploded it the night before.
On Tue, Jan 5, 2016 at 6:36 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "You made me a baby?" He gasped. There was excitement, confusion and mostly emotions he wasn't sure how to handle, but he did with a crazy grin.
On Tuesday, January 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She had a bright smile, "Yes!" she was glad he could see himself in the photos. She put her arms around his shoulders and kissed his cheek, her head next to his as she touched the page next to the picture, "I know you feel left out at not having been born or a baby or growing up... and I'm terrible with photoshop but I asked Digger if he could help make photo composites of what you might have looked like when you were younger. Remember when we spent the weekend at his place? This is what we were doing."
On Tue, Jan 5, 2016 at 12:30 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He looked even more confused looking at the images extremely hard. His brain was ready to break. But as he got to some older looking images he gasped and looked at her.
"Is that me?" He squeaked.
On Tuesday, January 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Zoe scooted closer to him so she could see too and she smiled at the picture and then turned the page. More photos of the same young boy but maybe a little older. "Look at a few more... does he look kinda familiar?" she asked, wanting to see if Greed could tell even a tiny bit who the boy was.
On Tue, Jan 5, 2016 at 11:31 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Greed sailed back to the couch, not sure what was inside. Pictures of him sleeping or others he'd taken of them? When he opened the book there were pictures of a young boy. He looked at Zoe confused. What was this?
On Tuesday, January 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Zoe laughed, "It's right there!" she pointed at a big square wrapped one and then waved her hands at him, "Bring it here, bring it here." she wanted to see his face when he opened it. She patted the couch and waited. Under the wrapping was what looked like her photo album, the cover was the same as the one he was obsessed with and she caught him flipping through it all the time that had her younger pictures in it.
On Tue, Jan 5, 2016 at 11:23 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: From the both of them? Greed's head perked to scan the rubble of wrapping paper. It took no time before he dive bombed under the tree looking for this hidden treasure!
On Tuesday, January 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She smiled, her own lips bruised with pleasure and she kissed him one more time and said, "Go on, it's under the tree." her eyes dancing. "Bring it here, it's actually from me AND Digger. A joint humans of Greed gift." she said with a chuckle.
On Tue, Jan 5, 2016 at 7:58 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: His hands had made their way up her shirt when she started talking again. He took a breather, his lips puffy and red from all the kissing. He could damn near kiss that girl forever. He sucked in his bottom lip and nodded, those excited eyes pleading for her to give him his present.
On Tue, Jan 5, 2016 at 10:47 AM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "Yeah.. but you kissed me.. and now I wanna make out..." she said with a sleepy smile, letting out a small noise when he squished her against him, feeling her own heart flutter. Her arms slowly went around his neck and she kissed him with the same emotion as she had the night before, only now he wasn't overwhelmed with everything. But she knew he'd want his gift too so nuzzled his nose and said, "You know where all the presents were..." she hadn't been hiding it, the lone present was still under the tree, peeking out from under some discarded gift wrap.
On Tue, Jan 5, 2016 at 7:40 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He tilted his head to the side. "I thought we were just playing a mean game of teasing?" But he was easily sucked into those kisses, his hands going down her back and pushing her closer to him and away from the couch. She could practically feel his heartbeat vibrate against her as he groped her, taking handfuls of Zoe with him in between some heavy kisses.
On Tue, Jan 5, 2016 at 10:25 AM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She pouted, "You are teh worst. The WORST." she pulled lightly on his ears to try to get him to kiss her again, "You're supposed to be buttering me up to get your stuff.."
On Tue, Jan 5, 2016 at 7:11 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Greed only grinned with a lick of his lips. "How bad?" because if she was going to be a tease, then he wasn't going to make this easy on her either. The pendulum swung both ways.
On Tue, Jan 5, 2016 at 2:13 AM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Her toes curled at that kiss, she hummed against his mouth, her hands curling against the skin of his back, "Mmmmm.. I like it." she said when he let her breathe. She wiggled her toes and sang out, "More please!" with her eyes closed, she could get used to this kinda 'worst'.
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 11:10 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He made sure when he kissed her, every single nerve in her body loyally sang out loud. That the very thought of that kiss would just quiver underneath him. Let his worst be the absolute worst So her brain malfunctioned and she'd relinguish her hostage before things got ugly.
On Tuesday, January 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She grinned, "I'll need a detailed list of this ransom before I hand anything over." she stuck out her chin and and scrunched up her nose at him, "Do. Your. Worst."
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 10:54 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Its a pretty hefty ransom. Stuffed with all the expensive shit." He quirked his brow, Now the one mimicking her. "Hand it over and no one gets hurt.'
On Tuesday, January 5, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Zoe mimicked his look but it looked like a baby seal trying to be serious so not very serious at all, "I may or may not be hiding a certain present for a certain someone who may or may not be snuggling me at the moment. Why.... what kinda ransom we talkin about?" and she quirked a brow.
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 9:31 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote: "It means I turn over a ransom and you hand over the goods." Greed put on his big boy face, the stern one that said 'I mean business'. "What are you hiding?" He asked more seriously. This was more than just a hostage situation now. This was a crisis!
On Tue, Jan 5, 2016 at 12:27 AM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "Your pony is in your imagination. OoOooOoOoo..." she wiggled her fingers at him and then grinned, "I knoooooow it's kinda fun holding the present hostage. Doesn't that mean I get to do negotiations for its release?"
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 9:22 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote: "I dunno. Maybe it's out in the backyard. Maybe it's upstairs. Where the fuck is my pony?" He smiled, clearly being crazy because he knew she was hiding something and he had to get it out of her. "Why are you holding my presents hostage? That is horrible you know that?"
On Tue, Jan 5, 2016 at 12:10 AM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She made a face, "A pony? Where would I be hiding a pony? How would I be hiding a pony..?" she raised her brows, "Do you secretly want a pony..." yes she was purposely drawing this out to torture him.
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 9:09 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "What are you hiding! A pony?!" His eyes were wide and excited again, even though he was still burrowed into her for warmth. He'd given up all his gifts, now why the hell would she be holding one hostage?
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 11:20 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: "So that means it stops being Christmas Day?" she asked. She puckered up at him, "I mean you don't need presents for it to be Christmas... right... or....?" she was acting coy, she definietely knew something he didn't.
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 8:19 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "We already opened all the presents." Unless she knew something he didn't know. What the fuck wasn't she telling him? He gave her a quizzical look, pausing anymore physical activity until he knew what was going on.
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 11:17 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She laughed, "Shocking!" but she made nom nom nom noises and munched lightly on his face, cheeks, nose, and then his lips before giving him proper kisses, "Oh hey.. it's Christmas day." she said inbetween kisses.
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 8:15 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Mooooree..." he said in his own lazy voice, nudging her for more kisses. He wasn't nearly on fire yet. "I need more...." Greed's favorite tag line.
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 11:07 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She grinned cause he was honest. "Mmmm..." she nipped his nose, "Now you have Zoebite." looking very amused with herself for her lame joke. her feet rubbed against his calves in an effort to get some friction going.
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 8:05 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: "Because I do want you for your warmth." He snuggled in against her and into the blanket but he wasn't warm enough yet. "I think I've got frostbite." He pouted. Clearly he'd be in pain if that were the case, and there was no snow outside or temperatures into the negative degrees for him to even have pink cheeks.
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 10:58 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She gave a sleepy chuckle, "Why do I get the feeling you just want me for my warmth..." she groped for the blanket on the back of the sofa and pulled it down on them, "Is that all I am to you Avaritia.. a space heater?" she asked through half closed eyes.
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 7:56 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Every inch of him was freezing like a block of ice. He hungrily accepted those warm kisses in hopes that he would light on fire. "Mmmmmmmmmmmm...." he wiggled his nose against her cheek, acting more like Sammy trying to burry himself under a blanket.
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 8:53 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She started laughing and said, "You're worse than Sammy!" but she really couldn't think of anyone else she rather wake up to. She locked her legs around his waist and pulled his frosty lips to hers for a proper kiss good morning that might warm him up a bit.
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 5:51 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: There was no blanket as he'd thrown it on the back of the couch in his made rush to get Sammy off of him. So he squirmed and wiggled up to her but he wasn't getting any warmer and the fire had died down.
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 8:36 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Zoe squealed in protest, "You're freezing!!!" she said and squirmed around trying to get him away while whining. The big boob never remembered to take his coat outside, prancing around like a nymph of winter.
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 5:27 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: It was a lot colder outside than Greed had expected, so after letting Sammy out to do his business and run laps around the house a few times, Greed and his bare feet came running back inside making a dive bomb for the couch.
It wasn't just his feet that needed warming up now.
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 8:21 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Zoe groaned as Greed moved around and she flopped back on the couch and snuggled into the warm spot he left there. He was still only in his christmas undies but Zoe was fast asleep again. Sammy jumped up and down at the door and barked excitedly, yay dad was up and going out with him!
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 5:19 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote: "SAMMY!" Greed grumbled, pushing away at the slobbery dog face that wouldn't stop tonguing him. Greed tumbled off the couch, spitting and wiping his mouth and tongue off on the rug. When he was standing, Sammy jumped down off the couch and towards the door, wagging his fat puppy butt.
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 8:16 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Sammy kept licking Greed's face, licking his lips and his little tongue going up his nose. Zoe let the one eyed rascal do his worst to Greed as long as it meant she got to keep sleeping.
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 5:06 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Samson whimpered when neither of them got up. He nudged Greed with his nose again, this time with a kiss on the face. Just what Greed wanted early in the morning, wet, puppy kisses. "Sammy stop!" he groaned trying to move, but with Zoe buried into him, there was no moving without throwing them both to the floor.
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 8:02 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Zoe groaned when Sammy's cold little wet nose was poking her and she said, "Bug your daddy, Samson... he's your favorite so he can take you out." her eyes staying closed and her hair in her face as she used Greed like a pillow.
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 5:00 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Greed was happily drunk off her kisses and snuggles. It may have once been a frightening and strange thing, but now he would squeeze Zoe to death to get it. Only when he felt Sammy start to lick his hand that had fallen off the side of the couch, did he squint and try to stir. Zoe was laying on him like a blanket, and she was warm. When Greed didn't interact, Samson jumped up on the couch with them, nudging his nose on Greed's hand and Zoe's arm, determined one of them was going to let him outside.
On Mon, Jan 4, 2016 at 7:36 PM Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: It had been a big big night so they didn't make love or make out much more, they did sleep, surrounded by all the opened gifts. They slept there on the couch till teh fire died down to just kindling and the sofa was comfy even tho Zoe was snuggled into Greed with no intention of waking up, the Sin might be tired but the mortal girl was wiped too.