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WHO: Greed & Zoe
WHEN: Thursday evening
WHERE: Zoe's apartment
WHAT: Zoe went away for three days and has just got home
WARNING: Sure, why not.
NOTE: We're impatient brats okay.


Zoe had to get out of the city because it was too much. She was hugely depressed over losing her grandmother's locket and she hated the fact that she let Greed's callousness hurt her. She knew from the start he was trouble, he was a player, and he was interested in just one thing. She was an idiot for letting it go as far as it did and she'd take the blame on herself. Why not, it wasn't Greed's job to care and actually back off and not break her heart. He had to go after what he wanted. It was human nature.

So Zoe ran to get some space and distance while she still had control over her emotions. Except her phone wasn't letting her forget him. She wanted to call Gabe but knew he was unavailable and she was starting to hate her phone. Greed was going to be the death of her. One minute hot, one minute cold... AUGH. She'd gone for a few days by the water which always settled her nerves except every time she got a message, she wanted to chuck the phone in the ocean. She'd tried turning the phone off but when she turned it back on, she'd have a slew of new messages from him. And though she didn't respond to any of them, she read every single one. And she hated that she missed him.

On the ride home she didn't even look at her phone, just miserably out the window of the bus. The person next to her said, "I think you have a message." Zoe didn't even look at them just said dully, "I know." a few minutes later, the phone buzzed again and the man said, "Could be important.." Zoe said in the same flat voice, "It's not." she closed her eyes and let her head thunk against the glass lightly as the phone buzzed again.

When she reached her apartment building, she pulled out her phone to scroll through the texts Greed had sent her today. She sighed and put the phone in her duffel along with her shoes so she could start the long climb up the stairs to her apartment. She'd cried already on her little trip away but all she wanted to do now was crawl into her nice bed and cry some more. If she really wanted to forget and move on she might have to change her number.

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Zoe wasn't sharing in Greed's happiness, she looked a little dazed because she had no idea what was going on. She gave him a weird look when he called her mortal and corrected himself. Normally she liked to see him smile but right now..

She stepped back so he couldn't touch her in any way, "I really don't want to see yours. And Chance.. I'm thrilled," could he not tell how thrilled she was, "..that you liked what I had to say but you have to stop this." and she gestured from his mouth to hers and back. It was too much stop and go, one minute he seemed like he wanted to be around her and the next he didn't, one minute he treated her like a toy, another like a lover, and another like a friend.

She liked him too much to just shut him out of her life, she knew that. She'd get past the embarrassment of rejection and be just friends but not if he kept kissing her randomly. Maybe he was used to friends like that but it meant obviously more to her than to him and she didn't want to have to be hurt every time.

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It seemed this could be the moment he lay everything out. Tell exactly who he was, but he wanted to hang on a little longer. See how far he could get before telling her anything. He still kept his business pretty personal.

He cleared his throat as if to say 'who was that guy.' "Yeah," he blew a huff of air. Play this cool, he got a little too excited. "Sorry, that was a bit weird." As if he hadn't just pulled a 180. He took a seat on her couch. Couldn't they just go back to cuddling and sharing tattoo stories?

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Zoe watched him carefully and then after a moment she sat at the other end of the couch. "Well I'm sorta used to your weirdness.. but you have got to stop kissing me." she tried for a smile, "So you can be a lunatic, just not with your lips. Deal?" and she reached a hand out to him as if to shake on it. Thing was, she really was used to his exhausting yo-yo like personality, he was up and down and all over the place and she could handle it as long as she knew where the line was.

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"I'm not gonna stop kissing you." He couldn't. Now that he had a taste that wad just out of the question. He wanted her, though he wasn't sure what it was of her that he wanted. She totally snowballed him and he was addicted to the fun of the ride. He couldn't predict and he liked it. He crawled across the couch. "Maybe I can just taste you without your lips."

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Zoe let her hand drop and her head in an ugh manner. "Why? You don't even seem to like doing it and it makes me--" she looked startled when he started to come closer, watching him warily. "How..?" and then she looked panicked and put her hands up in front of her as if to ward him off, "No, no! Forget I said that! Don't show me."

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"Zoe" he held her hands, threading his fingers through hers. He was going to have a time experimenting. He brushed his nose against her ear, his breath just lightly tickling her skin, "just let me..." He feathered his lips against the skin. If she did continue pushing back as fast as he pushed forward he would get bored. Right now he just wanted something. He was a very physical being. He had to raise his body's rejection or he was going to go crazy.

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Zoe's fingers slowly collapsed over his but the closer he got, the further she leaned back till she was pressed into the couch and there was nowhere to escape to. Her heart was racing and she had a winced look as she turned her face away when he nuzzled her. She wasn't fighting him off but she was tense as hell. "Chance.." she whined, hoping he'd stop. "Please don't.." she said in a small voice. She was having the hardest time resisting him and this was not going in a good direction if she was supposed to try to not want him.

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He just wanted to be all over her. He wasn't sure how to do this. He just wanted all of her. Holding her. Kissing her. Touching. He rested his forehead on her shoulder. His voice was a whine. "Zoeeee" he was very needy. He kissed her neck again. He was throwing himself into a snake pit and it felt good and bad all at once.

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Zoe's eyes fluttered close instinctively when Greed kissed her neck. She tried to move but was practically under him so was trapped. And her hands were trapped. To be honest, she'd been trapped by him long before this moment. She shook her head, "This is a bad idea.." trying to hold on to some rational thought and finding it more and more difficult to do that with how close he was.

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"No its not," he countered with a smile, grinning against her neck. He eventually let her hands go, positioning himself on her, nestled between her legs as if he belonged there. He brushes her hair back, soft kisses and breathe against her ear. He nipped her neck playfully, hands braced on the arm of the chair. He hadn't gone overboard yet, he was still experimenting.

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Zoe's face turned bright pink when he moved and she saw the position they were in. She tried to stretch one leg out but ya know, it didn't do much to change the overall intimacy of the situation. She was trying to say something but his soft kisses were distracting and her breath caught when she felt his playful bite, just releasing a hundred butterflies in her stomach.

Her hands went up, grabbing onto the sides of his shirt as she was trying desperately to hang on to sanity. She turned her face to look at him, she wanted him, she did, she couldn't deny that. But she had no idea what he wanted. "You like me.. then you don't like me.. and now this." one hand loosened it's grip on his shirt to rest on his back as she asked softly, "What do you want from me..?" but she wasn't saying it in a harsh way, she was asking in a way that suggested that if he just told her, she'd probably be more than willing to give it to him. But she wasn't sure anymore. One moment it seemed like friendship, the next a one night stand, the next something special and more.

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"I don't know, I just want." He whispered. What Greed wanted was everything. What she had to offer, things he was curious about, he may not have used hrr but he was manipulative now with his sad blue eyes. If he didn't have something his head was going to explode. He wanted to believe he could have this. She was his his his! "It's what I am..." His voice still within a whisper. She wouldn't understand until he told her.

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It wasn't the best answer. But Zoe accepted it because it was an honest one and that meant more to her. She rubbed his side and smiled a little at him. She reached up and tugged on his ear where the tattoo was, "Greed." playfully insinuating the tattoo was actually very fitting for his want personality.

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His eyes wavered under those thick lashes. She'd said it. He stared for a while. "You have no idea," he kissed her then, forget stomach reflexes. He would chalk it down to have it. He'd burn himself again and again just to keep tasting it.

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Zoe's hand idly played with his ear but then he kissed her, she barely getting in a breath before it happened. Her hand slid down and into his hair, almost as if trying to keep him from breaking the kiss as he always did. When he was like this, just himself, Zoe wanted him but not just physically. There was something about him that she connected to and she didn't just go around making out with guys, she had strong feelings for Greed and it was frustrating that he didn't seem to accept them. Or want to accept them.

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When he was tangled up into his own messes, he got ahead of himself. Her name repeated itself over again in his mind, his kiss developing more hungry by the second. He ignored anything his body may have been doing to retaliate. He could feel sweat bead up against his neck, his skin hot to the touch. He'd keep going. He didn't even have to make her, she just wanted him as much as he was grabbing for.

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Zoe was surprised but not complaining that he wasn't already turning cold on her. It'd been awhile since she'd had.. well.. since she'd... this position was one she hadn't been in in a while but that was by choice. The fact Greed had her here now was also by choice, she picked him. She wanted him. She kissed him back with a warmth that was settling in her stomach. Speaking of warm.. she could feel his body heat rise.. but not really in a sexual way, it was like an out of control fever under her hands.

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He was used to heat. He liked heat. Hell was hotter than this and it was home. This was just a little different. He was gluttonous in his kisses, letting this build as long as he could stand. He'd have to stop breathing for her to pull him off. She was getting into it, he could feel the desire rolling through with the speed of a bullet train.

He slid down a bit, arm wrapping around her waist and dragging her down more comfortably into the couch, so that her head was held up by the cushion and not the arm of the couch. Now he was pressed into her, his body so warm it felt like he could internally combust.

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Zoe's body heat had shot up too but Greed felt like he was on fire, she made a small noise when he pressed into her, not just from the weight but from the sheer intensity of heat that pierced through her.

She was getting worried about him but she liked the feel of him on her and so far.. he seemed okay. Aside from aforementioned heat. She ran a hand up his back as she tilted her head to change the angle of the kiss, wondering.. hoping that he had even a fraction of the same feelings for her that she had for him.

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He wiggled out of his shirt, only breaking that kiss to pull it over his head. He tossed it across the room, settling right back into her. The cool air hit his back like ice. It felt good for a few minutes. He would keep pushing himself, because Greed would die wanting something. He'd probably have his hand out grabbing the air.

He just wanted so much all at once. She poured in more than he could really chew because he wasn't built the same way she was. He was born into humanity by humanity, so there was small similarities...but in the end he couldn't give the same. The back of his head was already soaked, the short hairs on his neck thick with sweat. "I want you, I want you...." He repeated against her lips. Eventually, it would be hard for him to breathe. Until he got himself used to this, used to having someone who had made up her own mind about him before he could cast his best line.

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When the kiss broke, Zoe took in a deep breath only to have Greed's mouth slam back on hers. She closed her eyes and pressed both hands into his naked back, pulling him closer to her. She was starting to develop a sheen of sweat now and they had barely even started. She couldn't understand it. Her hands could feel his sweat and she was starting to really worry, the back of her mind remembering the last time when he normally would be vomiting by now..

She wanted to ask him if he was okay.. but when she heard him say he wanted her, she just melted. Her kiss intensified since his words soothed her fears that he didn't want her. The last couple of times he went running for the bathroom, it was such a rejection but he seemed to desire her now.

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His voice broke in the back of his throat as he wasn't about to keep his hands still. Just a little longer. Then his body wouldn't know the difference, it would just take the plunge. When he started to feel his breath shorten (or maybe he'd just forgotten to breathe) he moved his kisses back to her neck. It gave Zoe some breathing room herself. He started to feel like he'd run a marathon without ever actually have taken the run. He wasn't hung over a toilet in the bathroom, but whatever she spilled out emotionally was still exotic to him. Lust would be so mad he couldn't seem to get to a certain point with this girl.

He did stop a moment as if he couldn't catch his breath, his cheek rested against her shoulder. He was feverish now and flushed. Losing his energy almost as fast sa he'd built it up.

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Zoe took in a shaky breath when he moved his attention to her neck but she wasn't so far gone she didn't notice the changes. She looked at him and came close to panicking, "Chance?" putting an arm around him and using her other hand to touch his cheek. He looked like he was going to drop dead. Why did this keep happening..?

She tried to move out from under him and said in a rush of words, "Tell me what's wrong." she didn't know what to do but she knew this was not normal and she couldn't even begin to fix it unless he told her how.

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He wanted to just keep going. Lust, maybe Lust could help? He wasn't normal therefore this wasn't a normal fix. "You can't," he said squeezing his eyes tight. Damn her for caring, couldn't she just want him for his body like everyone else? "It's me...its what I am." He pushed himself up, flopping at the other end of the couch on his back.

"Fuck..." Why did she have to keep throwing those horrible things like feelings at him?

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Zoe frowned and winced as he looked like he was in pain. She was incredibly worried about him not realizing that that probably was making the situation worse. Was he saying this was a medical condition? "Do you need a doctor? Anything? Water?" she had no clue what to do and she felt helpless seeing him like this. She touched his shoulder but it was brief since it burned to touch him, almost as if his body was trying to protect him from her.