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WHO: Greed & Lust
WHEN: Friday
WHERE: Lust's apartment
WHAT: Licking their wounds, pouting
WARNING: Sins, 'nuff said


Lust and Greed had holed up in her apartment to recover from the battle they had waged with their siblings against Lucifer and Satan. There were deaths. And major causalities. Their bodies had looked like someone had tried to shred them. And burn them. But no one knew where Lust's apartment was except Greed and Gluttony and Glutt was dead.

They were healing nicely, most of the wounds having mended but there were enough marks still left that weren't fading fast enough for Lust's liking and they just served as nasty reminders of what happened. Lust hated being marked up, she hated Greed being marred either. She liked her things pretty. So this was an extra blow. They'd both be right as rain soon enough but all she was now was tired. And angry. She lay naked on the bed playing with one of the bloody knives from the fight idly as she stayed lost in thought.

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Greed flopped a stolen phone against his hand as he sat on the edge of the bed. He hadn't fingered in the one number he wanted to call because he was being cautious. He was being cautious because he like his family had stuck their neck out to defend what was theirs and he felt slapped in the face. Forget bruises, cuts, gashes and burns. The real wound came from Wrath when she bolted while they were in the line of fire. Quite literally so she could play house with her Saint. That had ticked Greed off even more than the fact this was a stance against Hell to prove they were their own entities. He had understood Wrath's desire for something nice. He'd waited centuries to figure out the other side, to have in his tight little fingers and he had to keep it at a distance. It had put him in a really bad mood.

He tapped the phone a little longer before throwing it on the nightstand to flop on the bed beside Lust. He punched the air a few times. Worse than all this they had lost Gluttony and that was a harsh blow.

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The sound of Greed playing with the phone was grating on Lust's nerves. It wasn't him or the phone she was mad at, like him, she was mad at Wrath. Wrath was the one Sin that shockingly got along with all her siblings. It wasn't just a matter of fuck with one Sin you fuck with them all, all her siblings, like Lust, actually had a fondness for the raging bitch. Well. Used to.

She hated that they lost Gluttony, the fact he'd pop back up at some point didn't negate the fact he died and Wrath ran. Again, with the goddamn tapping.. Lust sat up and snatched the phone from the nightstand and hurled it across the room, it hitting the wall and skittering across the floor. She had a pouty scowl like a kid but there was something only hell could make burning in her eyes.

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He'd put all his energy into this because of what was at stake and he didn't have to. It would have been completely in character for him to have sat it out and screw over his siblings because that's what selfish Sins did. But after that showdown it was clear to him that the Sins had to make a stand based on what they were---which wasn't just whimsical puppets for the Hell Kings to pull strings on when they felt like it. He'd been burned before and after Wrath ditched them for a Saint he was mad because he didn't have his own toy anymore. This wasn't over he was sure of it and he wasn't going to take chances. Wrath's loverboy saint could take a hit---his mortal toy wouldn't survive it.

When Lust threw his phone he jolted up and shoved her. "I wasn't done with that!"

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The only saving grace was that Lucifer and Satan were dead and didn't get to see Wrath's betrayal to her siblings. Lust didn't care if Wrath was scared or insane, or what her excuse was. If her siblings could rescue her, fucking die for her, do what her precious saint couldn't, what made her think they couldn't protect her? No, this was spitting in their faces. And if Satan and his hell husband had lived to see it, they would have seen a great way to control and exploit them.

Not even a split second after he shoved her, Lust's hand shot out, grabbing him by the throat and slamming him back down on the bed. She looked down at him, her hand still wrapped around his throat with just enough pressure to show she meant business, "Now you are." she had too much anger ripping through her and no outlet to take it out on, Greed was the closest target.

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Now she wanted to rough house? Well, he didn't feel like it. He was tired, annoyed and he wanted to slit someone's throat as much as she did. "I needed to make a call!" he barked, slapping her hands away from him like a five year old that wouldn't sit still.

Their brother wasn't here either and that just made him feel listless. Greed didn't like situations he had no control over, it just made him itchy.

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Lust looked severely annoyed when he slapped her hand away and all it did was make her jump on him, straddling him with now both her hands going around his throat, "That's not even your cell phone! Who're you going to call anyways? Glutt's dead and I'm right here!" she yelled at him. Who the hell was left?

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He got defensive and stiffened up trying to pry her off him, but as was he when provoked, she had a grip. When she asked about the mystery call he shifted his gaze to the side.

"Just someone!" Lust didn't know he'd still been seeing his mortal.

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Lust narrowed her eyes and kept one hand on his throat and used the other to touch his cheek and roughly move his head so he looked right at her. She leaned down closer and growled out, "Who?" as far as she knew, Greed had dumped his mortal because of the crap that had been happening.

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He was almost too tired to fight her on this being that they were both still recovering from this big hellfire shindig. When it came to Lust, vicious Lust, she could pick apart his lies unless he told it really well. Not when she was being jealous lover and mother all at once. "Zoe..." he said in a little squeaky voice as if the lower volume would make her hear it any less. In this case, she had radar hearing.

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Lust clenched her teeth together and looked like the skin was going to tear from her bones and she'd turn into a monster from hell. An actual growl like a beast came from her and she looked down at Greed, "Are you out of your mind? Were you not there when that shit happened with Wrath!?"

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"And I didn't go running tail out to leave you high and dry did I? I could have sat this whole fucking thing out. In fact I thought about it." Because it was the selfish thing to do.

"Wrath went public, I've been careful." If Lust hadn't picked up he'd been bringing Zoe over for show and tell, then that's how careful he'd been.

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"We all thought about it. But we's Sins, we're family. We stick together. Except for fucking Wrath apparently. But the point was that if Lucifer, Satan and their bratling started thinking they owned her, they'd think they own the rest of us. And they don't. Now that they're dead, they realize that."

She stayed on him and couldn't believe how stupid he was being, "I don't care if you turned her invisible and she pisses holy water! The hell kings will be back and if they find her, and trust me, they will be itching to find something to use against us, they will use her to lure you into a trap like they did with Wrath. Can you look me in the eye and tell me that if that happened you'd be willing to let your little toy burn?" and it wasn't because Lust suspected Greed had feelings for his toy, though he had admitted to something close to it which she was keeping an eye on, it was more because Greed was so goddamn possessive about his shit. And this mortal was one of his prized possessions because he wouldn't let anyone near her.

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"I had more to lose. Lucy burned me once. I thought Wrath and I understood each other." He felt jaded, like she'd slapped him in the face. Now he was without his favorite possessions.

Greed growled at her with a huff, but he didn't push her off. "They won't find her. Even you don't know where she is and it's going to stay that way."

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"What do you mean you and Wrath understood each other?" there was a tinge of hurt and jealousy and suspicion in her voice. She was playing all the roles at once. She and Greed were too tied together so she didn't like the idea that he felt understood by someone else. Or if he meant that Lust didn't understand.. then well, she didn't care for that either.

Lust smirked, "I could make you tell me." she didn't like secrets kept from her. "The point is that if you make phone calls to her or try to keep in touch, you will slip up and they will find her." again, she didn't give a rat's ass about Zoe. She was more worried about how they'd use it against Greed.

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"Wrath has her fucking Saint, I want what's mine!" He pushed at her but he really didn't want her off him. He needed someone to take his aggression out on because that energy was building fast. He was letting his anger bury what good hed left with Zoe.

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"Well you're not gonna get it!" she roared back at him and slapped his hands away while diving back down to choke him. Annoying prick.

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"Fuck you Lust and fuck the rest of you." He was only thinking of what he wanted. He was a giant kid that had his candy swiped right from his hand. It put him in a bad way quick. Lust was only riling him up and he hated her for it.

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Lust looked down at him and said nastily, "I wish you would fuck me but I'm pretty sure you've forgotten how because you're so busy being a pussy and moping around! Get over it!"

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Greed gritted his teeth rolling her over forcefully so that she was pinned under him. "Stop insulting me or get out." His nostrils flared as he spoke, his brows thickly knotted together. He didn't care if this was her house, he just wanted to sulk and wanted the rest of them to feel his hurt. They weren't meant for happy endings.

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Lust struggled under him, shoving at his chest, "It's my house, jackass!" she was mad and hurt and upset for same and different reasons. She wanted Greed to understand the situation but he was obsessed and wouldn't listen to reason. Well, she'd make him.

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She wasn't the reaction he wanted. There were so many differences running back and forth in his head between what Lust gave him and what he desperately wanted from Zoe. Maybe she was influencing him this whole time.

He leaned down against her ear with a purr, putting on a front. "Fine." He got up of her, still too tired to be fuming off, but he did, throwing on his shit and jacket. He needed some fresh air.

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Lust was shocked when Greed walked away from her. She sat up and glared at him, hurt and angry. "I'm trying to protect you but all you do these days is fight with me. You don't want me anymore.." which just fueled her own rage and hurt and made her lash out more. She was always having to fight for Greed's affections. First Pride and now.. maybe it was stress, but it was most likely this shitty mortal of his.

They'd been down this path before.. except this time the tables were turned but Greed knew what it was like on the other side of the mirror. It wasn't pretty. It wasn't fun. It was a darkness that clouded the mind and caused terrible things to happen.

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They were always fighting, together, but fighting. He got to the door, sliding his ARM through the jacket and stopping just before opening the door. He slammed his fist against the door and stomped back tossing the jacket aside. He may not have Zoe, but hr couldn't just walk away from Lust. Right now she was the only thing he had to hold onto. Greed needed to have something or he was obsolete. He was growing cold inside, somewhere Lust had seen him before.

He stomped around a few times. He had a lot of energy to break. He couldn't confide in Lust because he knew what he'd taken from her and what she could still do in return. He stood in the doorway looking at her like a kicked puppy.

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Lust wanted him to remember that she would be always the only thing he had to hold onto. That was how it had always been. And she would make sure it was would always be that way. It didn't have to be but Greed insisted on it all those years ago and now he couldn't change the rules. He made his bed and Lust was the one in it.

She had her own pouty hurt look on her face when he came back but whenever he was sad, it always drew out the mother in her. "Baby...." she softly whined at him, holding her hand out to him as if it wanted to pet him and make everything better. He did want to feel better, didn't he? Wasn't she the one who always provided that for him?

Lust was like a viper when provoked but she could be sweet and when she was it was like honey covered opium. It was difficult to resist and one taste got you addicted again for a long long time.

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Greed took her hand after staring at it for ages, curling up into a ball in her naked lap. He pressed his cheek against her thigh, his hands grasping her knee. She would be what he hung onto now, and he would lose this human side that he was with Zoe. He needed something, Lust was all he had right now.

He whined shuffling around after a while and flopping back so that his head hit her lap and he could see her face. He was like a child with a tummy ache that wouldn't go away.

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And what a beautiful face it was, not even history's finest painters could ever capture how exquisite Lust truly was in the flesh and she was looking at Greed and was all for him.

Her hands went on his chest caressingly and while Zoe normally pushed him away, Lust was welcoming as she leaned down and kissed his lips, giving them both what they needed. He had spent far too much time with his mortal.. now he had to come home.