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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.

Date: 2012-09-29 01:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
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.

Date: 2012-09-29 01:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
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.

Date: 2012-09-29 03:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
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.

Date: 2012-09-29 03:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
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.

Date: 2012-09-29 04:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
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.

Date: 2012-09-29 02:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
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?

Date: 2012-09-29 09:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
Greed watched her scramble, frantically almost. It was a kind of worry that had roles been reversed he may not have been as understanding. He wasn't built that way, but as he considered her his he may have been depressed. No different than a kid that lost his favorite toy.

Lust had been the only one to ever worry or concern herself with his well-being. This display by Zoe was very curious. He wasn't freaked out, actually chuckled a little. "Are you worried?" He could see it in her eyes though. It was weird.
"Have any ice packs?"

Date: 2012-09-29 10:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
She grabbed him like Lust would. It kind of took him by surprise. His blue eyes scanned back and forth as she looked at him. He debated telling her, really telling her as he'd only ever done it before breaking someone. "I'll be okay," he said a bit startled. He was not used to this at all.

He stood up albeit wobbly. "I could stand under a cold shower and you just throw it on me." He kicked off his shoes. It would be cold but it might do the trick. He fiddled with his belt but she might just pass out. "Kidding. But seriously, cold water and you can throw the whole ice tray at me."

Date: 2012-09-29 11:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
"You can rest when your dead." He kind of did the opposite of what people thought, it was part of being a Sin. They never quit. He turned his head to the side. "As little as you are and you're trying to hold me up. Aww. It's kinda cute." He was joking around with her but she fretted even more.

"What you're just going to leave me in there?" He wanted her to stay. He wobbled to the bathroom, tripping over his own feet a few times, but she was still hanging on. He let her go to check for ice, filling the tub up with ice cold water while he took a seat on the edge.

Date: 2012-09-29 11:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
He pouted when she walked off, stripping himself of his jeans and going into the ice cold water without a second thought. He still kept his boxers on, making a gasp as that pins and needles hit his skin. "Holy fucking Jesus Christ!" It was Sharp, and he gripped the sides of the tub for leverage.

"Zoe!" He called out just before holding himself under water. What she didn't realize was he was practically five. He wanted company. He was still under water when she came in, coming back out like a rabid sea monster. "Shit that's cold." His teeth were chattering under his lips.

Date: 2012-09-30 02:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
He laughed through his shivers. The ice was enough to cool down his skin. He grabbed her arms at the wrist, still laughing. "Want me to do it again?" He liked making her jump, it gave him amusement. He kept her there whether she wanted to stay. While she was rattled he still felt better.

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