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WHO: Greed & Zoe
WHEN: November 28 [Backdated]
WHERE: W hotel
WHAT: Two birthdays for the price of one!
WARNING: Fluffy fluff or I will strangle them o_o


Zoe wasn't taking Satan's threat lightly. She was terrified of the blonde and had jumped more than a few times since the run in two days ago. Greed thought it'd be best if they spent some time apart for safety reasons but the 28th was Zoe's birthday and she was 25 today. And she'd made a promise to Greed that she'd share her birthday with him since he'd never had one. So Satan or not, she intended to keep her promise. A promise was something sacred to her and not even the fires of hell were enough to make her break one.

She picked the W hotel again because they had had good luck with it last time. No one had spotted them and it seemed to not be in the path of Virtues or general folk of the hell variety. She wore a yellow dress with black tights, not as fancy as the one that Greed had gotten her (which she had accepted as an early birthday present) because that one was tainted with Satan's threats. But this one had belonged to Zoe's grandmother, and like most of Zoe's clothes, had been tailored to fit her. She hoped Greed liked it just the same. She'd done the same trick with the keycard as before when she'd arrived and now sat on the edge of the bed and sent a text to Greed which was cryptic but she had confidence he'd understand it:

Your room's ready, Mr. Grolls.

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Satan turning up put a damper on his funtime. That threat Greed took care in having them lay low for a while. His girlfriend wasn't any good dead in a ditch somewhere with a bullet through her head. That would be terribly unpleasant.

He had just propped his feet up on the living room table, controller in hand for the Xbox. If he couldn't kill Satan again he was going to pretend with a few games while Lust was out. Again. Ava was asleep in his bedroom for now, it was just him and the t.v.

When his phone started to buzz in his pocket he fished it out. She was slick. With a smirk he wasted no time hopping up to get dressed (http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/320x480/a_c/cevans_gq_6jun11_rex_b.jpg). Ava would have to go with him, and with the Hell kings sniffing around he wasn't leaving her alone. He'd grown quite fond of the little diaper baby. He complied a bag of things in case she did wake up on the ride or at the hotel, but he'd really tuckered the thing out after running around all day.

He strapped her in her car seat (http://ww1.hdnux.com/photos/15/17/03/3469560/6/628x471.jpg) which was about as high tech as it came. European. It looked more like a pod then a baby holder. So when he walked into the hotel with the carrier, it seemed as if he was carrying a giant cake holder instead of a baby. He'd sent Zoe a text while in the hotel lobby.

I brought the cake Ms. Nan Nay.

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The look on his face was orgasmic as he flipped through near mint condition pages to books he'd had taken away from him. She couldn't even begin to grasp how that affected him.

He organized them in his own particular way before setting them back in the box. When he had his own place again they would line his bookshelf or spot on the floor, wherever he decided to file them. It was hard to break his gaze from the stack of books but he set it aside by the bed as if they were living and breathing. That's when a thought hit him as he looked down at the top cover. He pulled out his wallet with a little cutout piece of paper. He rolled up her sleeve as if she were to be ready for an injection.

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Zoe smiled as she watched him, how much he seemed to like the gift meant more to her than any thank you (not that he'd ever say it) she could receive. It was interesting to watch him.. he didn't react like anybody else would. Normally it'd be surprise, awe (if they liked it), then they put it aside. But Greed really, well like with everything he did, he immersed himself in the gift. He marveled at it and took his time, and handled it so delicately. But she stayed silent, letting him enjoy his precious moment.

She raised her brows when he grabbed her arm and moved the sleeve of the dress up, "....whatcha doin' there..?" a little wary.

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Greed stopped, looking with a nod. "No, you're right. Take off the tights? Thigh is better." Then it could be somewhere more hidden. If she didn't follow through, he'd have to do it himself. "This is important Zoe, chop, chop!"

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Zoe furrowed her brow, "Uh no.. " she wriggled her arm and said, "What's important? Do I get to know what you want with my arm and thigh?" as usual he was running ahead of her.

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"Oh wait..." He ran to the bathroom and came back with a glass of water. "Mmmm, too much." He drank down over half the glass, set it aside and motioned at her once he plopped back on the bed. "Tights, Zoe, tights. Work with me here." She had nice long looking legs and they were hidden by these horrible black things.

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"That's just sad. Don't you miss it?" He wasn't sure how he would ever cope with that. The excess would suffocate themselves with sex. It was just a part of all three of them, it was something they needed. Like water and air to breathe. So, for Greed understanding it in the way Zoe presented it just felt foreign to him. It didn't matter how she swung it.

"You've gotten into the swing of things with me before---wait you said almost. With who?" It better not have been that tree.