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WHO: Greed & Lust
WHEN: Friday night
WHERE: Lust's place
WHAT: Everything.
WARNING: S.I.N.S. (Sorrows I Never Show)


Lust barely ever used her apartment. She was always either at Ambrosia or at Greed's but she still liked having a little place away to herself. Lust wasn't a fan of being alone but sometimes.. sometimes it was necessary. Times like now when Greed hurt her to the point she couldn't face anything. She turned the lights on and walked into the bedroom. It wasn't as spacious as Ambrosia, but she liked it. It was different, and not showy but very her. It was easy to see she'd put actual time and thought into it despite not using it often.

She opened the wardrobe and rooted throw clothes and sheets and other things until she found what she was looking for. It was an antique music box. But it wasn't an antique when she was first given it. It was tacky and cheap. She opened the lid, the wood creaking in protest and the old music box slowly grinding out the first tinkles of a French love song. She smiled a little and took out the only jewelry the box contained. An old silver ring twisted into knots of flowers with pearls in them. It was her wedding ring. Oh sure, her engagement ring from Devlin was the family diamond, big, flashy... but he'd surprised her on their wedding day with this unique band he'd designed himself. He was so into nature, flowers, the country.. Lust hadn't been thrilled with his little token of affection but after he was gone.. through the years she didn't know what became of the diamonds and the jewels but this.. she always kept it.

Date: 2012-10-20 05:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
The bruises still showed where he and Pride had gone at it. The entire day had been shot, Greed couldn't even properly appreciate Sloth ditching Patience. Literally. He'd played his card as he said he would, bringing a few bags to smoke out of Sloth's bong. It had alleviated the hurt but it was still peeled away whenever Zoe texted to ask if he was okay. The questions were redundant so he stopped answering because the root of his anger had started with this whole situation. He had to share her with a roommate now, and with Patience. He didn't have a choice. And Greed always got a choice when it came down his own path.

After Tuesday everything started to snowball down. Lust had made it worse. One thing that turned Greed off into a foul mood was a bitchy Lust who threatened him. It really grated under his skin. He'd stopped by Ambrosia, but she wasn't there. There was only one other place she could be when she wanted space. Greed knocked, but had already devised a plan to get in if she refused.

Date: 2012-10-20 01:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
He looked like shit (well looked like he was coming down from a high because his usually happy grin was hanging down the opposite end.) And he felt like a truck hit him and then backed up over him a few times. Lust was not the person he didn't want on his side. She could be a mean bitch, and he'd done some equally horrible things to her in return when she left him empty-handed.

He dropped his baby blues with a coat of tears. Those always got Lust's attention. At least to get him in the door. At least he thought."Let me in," he whined. "Please?"

Date: 2012-10-20 02:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
Greed snorted at her dismissal. Rejected a second time now. He peeked in around her to see if she'd stashed a body. "I've already seen Pride," he seethed back as if that would make this situation any better. Hr didn't see it the way she did, nor did he see the problem. Greed had always done his own thing, why was this such a surprise?

He'd seen Pride, they beat the shit out of each other, but he hadn't fucked her. He was too mad. He was still mad, especially when Lust barked at him like a kid. She wasn't supposed to be his enemy. They were a team.

Date: 2012-10-20 02:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
Her kick was just a bonus to his already healing bruises. It was still too soon for a hit so sensitive. He dropped to his knees, trying to use the door frame for leverage. He'd cling tight until his fingers bleed if Lust thought he was going to run off with his tail between his legs.

"I ran into her last night," he barked. Today he'd wallowed in self pity with Sloth and that had drained him.

His hands dropped to the floor, gaining his breath as he stared at her feet. That was until he latched to her legs like a four year old and he wasn't letting go.

Date: 2012-10-20 02:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
"What is your sniffer broken?" He tightened his hold. Lust could usually smell sex easy. He smelled like pot. If he hadn't had sex with Lust in a week, Pride or Zoe, he was running pretty dry. He might look clawed to all hell, but he hadn't gotten off on anything else other than some good swings and punches.

Date: 2012-10-20 03:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
"Not last night I didn't." But he had before. Of course he had. When Greed got a taste of anything it was within his nature to want it. But Pride wasn't who he'd been focused on. Pride was hot and had been a damn good time but his attention for some time now had been Zoe---and he'd latched on like super glue if only to protect her in his twisted way from the rest of them. None of them would have her.

Date: 2012-10-20 03:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
It wasn't because of Pride. Greed chewed on the inside of his cheek refraining from opening his big mouth just yet. He couldn't tell her, he couldn't. This was a disaster waiting to happen and he didn't want to merge the worlds together.

His jaw twitched loosening his arms but not letting go of her legs. He looked at her, fighting everything inside him to just blurt it out. His eyes this time lined with tears but they weren't to put on a fake show so she'd let him in the door. "It's not because of Pride," he said in a hoarse voice.

Date: 2012-10-20 04:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
He tightened up on his lips so they were nothing more than a thin sliver as he shook his head violently. He was struggling because if he didn't say anything Lust would throw him out and he couldn't handle her rejection a third time.

She was going to hate him, she was going to be furious. No different than a mother who had to scold their child for dragging dirt through the house....and Greed had a lot of dirt. Patience was already involved here, which could be bad---but Sloth had taken care of that temporarily.

Greed loosened his lips feeling defeated because in the end Lust had to know. "A girl..." he squeaked, saying it fast as if that dulled down the importance of this. The girl didn't have a name yet, Lust had never seen her, but she would dig for it to get him to spit it all out.

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Date: 2012-10-21 12:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
He could stand down broken and bent but he wouldn't be Greed. Giving up was never in his genetic makeup. "You wouldn't help me if Lucifer found her." Right now Lust would pull her vindictive card, because as Sins they put self before anyone else. Greed was protecting Zoe, but it was for selfish reasons.

Yet...he couldn't let Lust just bat against him. It would be difficult. He'd pull through, because Greed could survive on his own, but he didn't want to imagine a world where she didn't have his back.

Date: 2012-10-21 01:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
She had never threatened him like that. Lust's job had always to have his back, but she could be dangerous against him. He knew that. While Zoe was completely new, shiny and tight within his grasp, Lust was family he did not want to burn him. Not in the way she threatened. Not right now, not while he was still swimming around without any kind of way to breathe. He wasn't so vindictive right now that he'd sport and use Pride against her. That was where he and Lust differed.

She'd stunned him, but he supposed he did the same when he drug her mortal boy through the mud on a rainy night after letting him bleed dry. He would protect what he had if it meant giving up something else. He was used to bargains, and Lust was making a heavy one. He needed a moment to think about it.

Date: 2012-10-21 01:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
It wasn't Pride he was thinking about, and as much as he was still curious about fucking the hell out of his sister---Zoe was a chip in the line of fire that he wasn't willing to let burn. If he screwed Lust over she was toast, and he wouldn't let that happen. Not when she belonged to him.

"Zoe lives and I'll not fuck Pride again." He wasn't sure he could keep that promise, but he was damn well sure going to try. He could hurt Lust with her own pet in the past, but he wasn't willing to let her hurt his.

Date: 2012-10-21 02:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
Greed would have his cake and eat it too if he knew he could get away with it. But when Greed got his hands on something nothing was going to keep it from him. While it may seem he was making a selfless act to 'protect' his toy, he was really just being relentless on letting it go. Greed would die just to hang on to something. In the middle of an apocalyptic battle, if it was between him and his sword and God---he would go with the sword. God could send him with a one way ticket to hell and he go down with a smile on his face.

Losing both his possessions for one fuck---which was more worth it? That was the bargain Lust was putting him up for. Lust could and would make him miserable just to sate her own selfishness. He couldn't expect any less, because he would have done the same. He hadn't left her much of a choice when he'd taken from her. His eyes dropped to the floor, following her hand. Now he just looked like a pitiful little boy without anything to keep him occupied.

Date: 2012-10-21 02:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
Children were often fed that idea that a spanking was done out of love. That a parent didn't do it if they didn't love you. It was a lesson even if at the time it just burned like hell against your ass. That was how it was for Greed. While Sins cared in a twisted fucked up way, Lust was spanking him for his own good. He didn't like it, but when he crumbled in front of her she couldn't help but coddle him after. Just as he couldn't help but cry, just like a child who didn't understand why what they did was wrong.

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