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nevermore_logsWho: Greed and Zoe
When: Saturday
What: Last time we get fluff for a bit, enjoy it! Greed and Zoe go domestic.
Where: Greed's swanky apartment.
Warnings: FLUFF! And some tears.
Status: Complete
Even with all the new space Greed was piled on top of Zoe like some giant fat tabby cat. He was both marking his territory and making sure she didn't have anywhere to go. He made sure she could still breathe, but he was definitely more weight than a cat. He was practically purring on her shoulder.
When she stirred he grumped, cuddling himself against her, his cheek pressed up against hers.
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Zoe absolutely loved waking up with Greed. Or to Greed since he was a lazy cat in the mornings. Despite his boundless energy, he really did like staying asleep with her. And once he was up, it was hard to get him down. But he was a complex man. She squirmed under him, literally pinned to the bed. Apparently the conversation from the night before about love and her being with him didn’t make him want to loosen his hold on her any. She chuckled as she felt his scratchy cheek against hers and she nuzzled him. She was totally amused that they were on a giant ass bed and he was literally sleeping on her.
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He refused to move in the slightest, a giant assed grin on his face as he sprawled out, limbs tangled all over the place with every inch of her. If someone had peaked into the room the only indication of Zoe would have been the caramel colored face poked out against his with her wave of dark hair.
Morning was creeping in through the window, though he had hidden as much of the sun with his black curtains. Greed got up on his own alarm clock on the weekends.
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Zoe squirmed again with a laugh, “I think I have more room when we sleep in my bed...” she wasn’t even joking. The more room they had, the more he was on her. “I know you’re awaaaaaake...” she nipped his earlobe with her teeth.
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"No I'm not," he said in a groggy voice, skin shivering against her little bite. "No," he swiftly turned his face in the opposite direction, giving her a view of his blonde head. He didn't want to move, the position was perfect.
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She tried to arch her back to get him off but found she couldn’t even do that, “All that money on a new mattress and you wanna sleep on me..” she wriggled around and got an arm free, success! She ran her fingers down his back slowly, “You sure you’re not awake...?”
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"Mmmmnnooo." He mumbled, his back caving against her fingers as they made a pathway down his spine. He shook his head, positioning himself more comfortably, except he also gave her other arm a chance to escape.
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Zoe wriggled the fingers of her other free hand and now both hands went down his back, “Oh okay, it’s a shame you aren’t awake...” one hand hit the edge of his boxers, flipping the elastic band a little back and forth. “A real shame..” as two fingers slid in underneath the band for a second, nails grazing the top of his butt.
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Groggy or not that was enough to get an active response. He purred against her neck, teeth grazing the milky skin the moment his skin started to pimple from her nail to flesh contact.
He pushed himself up on his elbows, still little to no room between them. "Why's that?"
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She mmmm’d like a happy cat when he grazed her neck and smiled when he finally was up.. sort of. “Because I saw a waffle maker in your kitchen and I’d love to test it out. But I don’t think you have an extension cord from there to here.” she couldn’t make waffles if he was going to use her as a mattress. Her lips were already finding his though because he was unbelievably cute when he woke up and was grumpy and half asleep.
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"Waffles?" He perked up slightly, eyes still wide despite his sleepy state. "I haven't even taken it out of the box." Half of the shit in Greed's apartment was still new without ever being used. He was King of shopping sprees.
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“I know! You buy all this stuff and you never use most of it. Aren’t you curious how it works? Or if it works?” she was genuinely wondering about it. She wrapped her arms around his middle, “We can have another cooking adventure..” they’d ended up making a delicious mess last time.
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"I was at the time I bought it, but then I found something else..." He gave her a curious face. "You're not opening it first!"
He looked down into those brown pools. "Whatya need?"
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She rolled her eyes and leaned up to nip his nose, “As if I would dare to open it before you. I don’t want my hands broken in your mad dash attempt to grab it.”
She twisted her lips to the side, “Hmmm... pancake mix which I think you have, milk and eggs. Which I hope you’ve been stocking. Oh! And... you to get off me.” she grinned and squirmed under him. “I promise as soon as we make the waffles you can flatten me again.”
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He shuffled over her as she squirmed, rolling into his back and dragging her with him to reverse their positions. He rubbed her nose with his. "I wouldn't want to flatten you too much, I like all your plump parts." He gave her an eager grin, much more awake already through his mop top of blonde hair.
"Let's go," and just as quickly he jumped up from the bed dragging her by the arm into the kitchen.
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Zoe gave him a kiss when he dragged her on top of him. She would have said she liked his too except he didn’t have any and would whine about being fat.
When he dragged her into the kitchen, she gave him a list of stuff they needed like bowl, spoon, mix, the waffle maker, etc. She had no idea where things were in this place.
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He looked as if he were rummaging through a yard sale (he'd done that too). If Zoe didn't keep an eye on him he'd get sidetracked and find completely unrelated things to play with. Like the bottle openers stashed in one of the drawers. He squeaked excitedly and pulled out one squeezing its legs.
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Zoe laughed because that was the last thing she’d expected to pop out of his kitchen. She couldn’t help it and put an arm around his middle, nuzzling his neck as they stood their in their barely there version of jammies, “The day we find something living in your kitchen is the day I’m not coming over anymore..” she wouldn’t be surprised if there was some accountant or circus performer stashed away forgotten in his place. She raised herself up on her tiptoes, “Waffle maker....?”
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He still squished its legs together again, making a sound with his mouth as he did. "I had a fish once before I moved here. Don't know what happened to it..." He stuffed the little bottle opener in the elastic waistband of his boxers, its head sticking out. "Right!" He pointed his finger upward finally presenting the unopened box. He snuck a glare over his shoulder before diving in foam, cardboard and plastic. There was a waffle maker in the middle of it.
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Greed with a pet for a long period of time was a frightening thought but he had managed to keep Ava alive (With Zoe’s help) for longer than anyone thought possible.
She gave him a look, “I promise.” and held her hands up so he wouldn’t think she’d last minute grab the box and unpack it. It was something Greed would do but not her. She leaned over to peek in the box and then looked at him expectantly, she didn’t want to lift it out and have him get upset.
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He tore through the box like it was Christmas, eventually with half the styrofoam on the floor and himself he cleared a spot as if he was building a shrine.
Once he'd wiped all the foam off his skin he looked at Zoe expectantly. "Alright. There it is."
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Zoe took out the pancake mix from where it was last time and then the got eggs and milk and cleared a spot on the counter. “Okay...” she read the instructions on the mix and looked at him, “Just like making the cake mix. How many waffles do you want?”
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"How many can I make?" He stole the box from her, looking it over and then just dumped the entire box in the bowl. He was already thinking about everything he wanted to add. He pulled out syrup, sprinkled, chocolate sauce and a few other things. "We're putting those in too." He shook the brightly colored sprinkles.
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Zoe’s mouth hit the ground when he dumped the whole thing, “That’s like... like.. 30 waffles!” They’d need all the eggs for this. She looked at the candy shop he wanted to dump in and waved her hands, “Hang on, hang on, some of that stuff won’t gel with the mix. Why don’t we use those as toppings?” she cracked the eggs into the bowl but she was not strong enough to mix that much batter. She patted his arms and held out the big mixing bowl with a smile. His turn.
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Greed took the bowl, the mix poofing up in a soft cloud around them. He fanned it easily, playing a game in his head. The faster he mixed the quicker they got to eat. Cuddling took a lot of energy. Fuel was important.
Once he was done he dipped in a finger. It tasted like pancakes. He eyed the chocolate sauce. "I can't just squeeze in a few spoonfuls?" He pointed at the chocolate making grabby hands.
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Zoe plugged in the waffle maker and she rarely told Greed no so instead said as she fiddled with the settings, “Well.. you can but it would probably taste better if you kept the waffles as a base and used the chocolate as a topping.” she held her hands out for the bowl, “Wanna try one and then decide?” choices and options.
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She knew to give him more than one route, it was a battle of what he wanted more. Options were always good. She had learned his game and how to play without stifling him.
"Alright." With the waffle machine open he dropped a huge glop that spilled off onto the counter. He had no idea of measuring. More was always better.
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She laughed, “Only so much will fit, save the batter so you can make more.” she knew ‘more’ was one of his favorite things. She closed the lid and distracted him with kisses for a minute because she knew that he would be bouncing off the walls and trying to open the lid to see if it was done five seconds after it started and they’d never get to eat. Before he’d know it, there were four square golden waffles in the maker that he could test out.
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There was no better distraction than her mouth. It was a gorgeous woman's weapon. It was hers more so than most because of how little he could keep it. He raked a battered finger down the bridge of her nose once the machine dinged ready. Then his eyes quickly went to the food, the smell having grabbed him first.
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“I’m pretty sure if you could have sex with a pop tart, I’d be out of the position of girlfriend..” Greed loved food, probably not more than sex but it was up there it seemed. She took a fork and piled the waffles on a plate. “Try it and then see if you want it with chocolate sauce in it.” it was like having breakfast with a five year old. “Ohhhh and I saw something in your DVD collection the other night. I didn’t know you liked anime.”
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The people who piled on healthy food were living in the dark ages. Food was meant to be enjoyed, and if he'd learned anything from his brother, it was a sin all in itself. He got his love of food from Glutt, sex from Lust. Greed was the perfect combination and then some. He really should have a crown made out of gold with his name all over it. King Avarice.
He was about to stuff in a mouthful when he caught her snooping. "Duh. It's like the Japanese comic industry. Anime is all sorts of nasty." He meant that in a positive way because if he had anime, he had tons of smut too.
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Zoe made a repulsed face. She’d been in college. She’d seen the nasty side of anime. “Oh. Oh.” she waved her hands in front of her, “Forget I brought it up.” plus it sucked to talk about anything related to sex because she felt like it just was a constant reminder to Greed how they couldn’t have any.
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Greed laughed loud, it practically vibrated off the walls, bouncing around like a ping pong ball. “I’m not in the mood for tentacle porn. Though!” a thought shot through and he giggled, “I bet your granddaddy does or his daddy or whatever the hell Poseidon is.” But now Greed was curious as to what she’d glued her eyes on just a few moments ago. He crammed in that half of his waffle, his cheeks puffing up like a chipmunk as he chewed wide. “What were you looking at?” he asked through a mouthful.
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Zoe scrunched up her nose when he mentioned tentacle porn and at his next suggestion, she physically moved away from him, “Wow, and there goes my appetite..” she wiped the sides of the waffle maker and scooped some more mix into the machine, even if he wanted to add chocolate sauce, she wanted one or two that were plain. She raised her brows as he asked her, her eyes on the task at hand, “You know what, I don’t even wanna know.” It was safe to say he had killed her curiosity.
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"UH-OH. No," he wagged his finger, stuffing what was left of his waffle and steering her away from the waffle maker. He posed her right in front of the mound of dvds. "What did you see? None of the porn is in here." He nudged her forward. She had to answer, he wasn't letting her bail.
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“But but but--” she reached a hand out to the waffle maker and sighed as he steered her away, “I didn’t even get to eat.” she folded her arms in front of her chest over the bat logo and narrowed her eyes suspiciously at him, “I don’t believe you.” Greed wasn’t one to hide porn in his own home.
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She was right to speculate. Greed didn't hide anything, but he really wasn't in the mood for hentai, that would be for a later day. "You'll eat," he expressed chipper, "when you show me what you were looking at."
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Zoe raised a challenging brow, “I know you meant that in the best way possible.” she punched him lightly in the stomach because he was an asshole. She may let him say he owned her and get away with a lot of shit, but she would never actually let him dictate anything to her. She sighed, “I hate you.” and pressed a finger against a dvd boxed set of an anime series.
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"I'm just curious," he whined giving her a big sloppy kiss on the cheek. He smelled like pancake. His eyes scanned the titles, dragging it from its hiding place he put it in her hands. "Fullmetal Alchemist. It's got the Sins in there," he cooed, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Kind of a favorite." His teeth could blind he grinned so wide. "I'm in there too." He was bragging.
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She smiled a little at his sloppy affection. When he had her in his arms and she couldn’t go anywhere, she rested her head on his chest, leaning against him as she looked at the box and read the back cover. “An anime with your family in it and it’s a favorite?” she grinned and mock gasped, “I’m shocked.” she looked back at the DVD’s when he proudly announced he was in it, “Oh yeah? There’s a charming annoying asshole hoarder in here?” she flipped the box over as if searching.
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"I am pretty awesome. Even if you do hate me." He kicked that grin to a one sided smirk. He stole the box out of her hands sticking his tongue out. "You'll have to watch to find out." Now he wasn't giving it back.
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She put her arms around his waist and her chin on his chest, “I do.” she hated him a lot. Well she would if she didn’t love him so much. She looked up at him, “You didn’t let me eat and now I can’t have the box. You’re a really mean boyfriend, you know that. I don’t know why I’m with you.”
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"Hello. Greed here. Did you think I was gonna just hand it over?" Not when he'd had time to settle back in. He had to get something out of it. Greed set the box down long enough to hoist her over his shoulder, to escort her to the home theater. He didn't have a normal television screen, he needed size and sound. He tucked the box set under his other arm. He flopped her down on the bed-like couch and put the dvd in. "Stay!" He put his arms out insisting she not move and watch while he got the food (and attempted more lumpy waffles).
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She was about to respond but the words came out as a yelp of surprise when he picked her up like a sack of potatoes, her naked feet dangling. “I can walk!” She foooed the hair out of her face when he flopped her down and looked at him as he demanded she stay, “There are easier ways to look at my butt.” She made a face but did as she was told only because it meant he would cook by himself and bring the food over to her. Which was something she very much wanted to happen.
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He smacked her butt softly before he left her to ransack the pancakes with chocolate chips. It took him a few tries he had a platepiled with ripped up waffles. It looked like a pile of giant puzzle pieces, not a single solid waffle. Under his arms was whip cream, chocolate sauce, syrup, sprinkles----nearly the entire kitchen.
He flopped down on the couch with her with the plate, a stacked high tower of jenga. It wobbled with his every step, threatening to topple over at any second.
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She smiled at the sight of him coming back with all the food and setting it up. When he sat down next to her she kissed his cheek in appreciation. “Okay I don’t know where to begin.” she said as she eyed the amount of toppings that were available. She looked at him with a ‘what do you suggest’ face.
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He had a waffle piece hanging from his mouth, dangling from between his teeth. "You know I met the creator of this manga," he tried to grin but he would lose the snack. "They liked me." He held up the cherries and whip cream.
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She took the whipped cream and why not, put some on a waffle and then some chocolate sauce and cherries. “Really? So.. is it you then?” she pointed at the screen which was still playing the DVD menu. “Did he know?” her eyes got a little big.
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"She actually," he raised a finger. "Funny lady." He flapped the piece of waffle in his mouth when she popped the can of whipped cream. He wanted some too. "She did know. Can kinda say I inspired her."
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Zoe laughed as she put whipped cream on his waffle, “Of course it was a she..” she leaned in towards him, “Did you kinda inspire her... or did you kinda sleep with her?”
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"A little of both," he wiggled his brows flopping back on the couch and finding the remote to push play. Instead of starting with disc one, Greed had dropped them right in the middle of the show where he first made an appearance.
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She rolled her eyes with a grin, she didn’t think Greed was capable of meeting a woman and not sleeping with her. Well, hopefully not anymore since they were in a relationship, but before Zoe? Oh she could imagine. But didn’t want to. She sat back against the cushions and took a bite of her candy waffle with a frown, “This is... I don’t know what’s going on.” because she’d never seen the show before. Leave it to Greed to not worry about story or plot because naturally he assumed his girlfriend would be interested in his favorite part of the show. Himself.
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"Basically these kids are alchemist. Mother died. Tried to resurrect her and one is now this suit of armor, the other this little pipsqueak. Thats all you need to know." He flopped around getting comfortable. "Oh and they're after this stone. They have a thing for running into the Sins." Lust had made her appearance, as did Glutt.
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She raised her brows as she looked at the screen and listened to him, “...and none of that is important to watch?”
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"You can watch it later," he waved it off, crossing his feet at the ankles. "Look, look," he pawed at the air for her to turn her head. He was making his grand appearance.
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She just stared at him with an internal sigh, it was a good thing she loved him. She watched as he was glued to himself and after a few minutes was impressed. “This is... a lot like you.” it seemed ‘inspiration’ had been putting it mildly.
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He grinned brightly. He wasn't going to tell her he didn't make it but a few good episodes. Except in the later series where Greed made it into another body. He always wondered if he could do the same.
He flopped his head to the side, whimpering softly for her to get closer. He waved a fresh piece of waffle her way.
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She gave him a questioning look at first and then silently laughed when she realized what he wanted. She scooted her butt over so that six inches of space between them was no more, settling against his side and into the crook of his arm. She turned her head up towards him and opened her mouth, wanting a bite of the promised bribing waffle while she watched his counterpart on the screen.
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In this series the sins all had pieces of stones in their body. His counterpart went back to the mansion of his birth as Greed. The stones were drained out and he was left mortal where he had a face off with the lead character. They fought, battled and Greed was killed. Pierced through the heart.
Greed grimaced at the scene, rubbing his chest softly. "That stings." He nudged Zoe with his elbow. She was curiously quiet.
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Zoe watched and it had all been nice and good and interesting until it started to get much more serious. Her mouth opened when the climactic scene happened and she gasped slightly, her hands covering her mouth and nose. But the Greed on the screen wasn’t getting back up, he really was.. dead. It was a big shock because he was so much like the Greed she knew, she wasn’t expecting it. When her own Greed nudged her, she turned to look at him, her hands still over her nose and mouth, her eyes slightly red and swimming with tears that were pooling along her lashes ready to spill. She didn’t like this series at all.
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Greed laughed nudging her arm again. "Are you crying? Awwww," he teased her, pulling her by the waist those six inches as he sat up. "You know the second series he comes back in a different body. Chinese, but back." He giggled softly, making lite of something she took to heart.
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She shook her head and burrowed into his chest. He’d joked about it before, dying and all that but she never liked the idea. Seeing it hit a little too close to home. She didn’t say anything, just sniffled and stayed against him. She was worried about him, and the fact that he’d be dealing with her grandfather soon.
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Greed was kind of at a loss. She was getting hysterical over a cartoon. "You realize its just a cartoon?" She was still crying and upset. He leaned over for one of the couch pillows and popped it against her head lightly.
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She covered her face with her hands, “I know.” she took a moment and then slid her hands back through her hair, holding a moment before she let go and blurted out, “I don’t want you to see my grandfather.” it was just a cartoon. The character wasn’t him. But he was a lot like Greed. And he died. It was one of her biggest fears and no amount of telling her that he’d come back changed how she felt about it. Death was a very big part of her life and she hated it.
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His hands held her face, wiping off those spot of tears that still hung on her cheeks. "I have to. It's the only way you get to keep that." He pointed to her necklace, "and the only way I show my sister I am worthy to be king of the Excesses." He didn't like seeing her like this, but it did make him curious...
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Zoe’s shoulders sagged because none of this was feeling right. “Why do you have to see him though? Why can’t you just give her the copy and she can give it to him?” a part of her brain was chiding her that Greed would never let someone else claim credit for anything of his but she had to try.
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"I don't trust Lust. It was my project. I'm finishing it." He wasn't about to just hand it over. He needed to gloat.
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She sighed and looked at him pleadingly, “I don’t want that,” she pointed at the TV screen, “to happen to you.” her ‘family’ was full of assholes and shady people. Not that Greed’s wasn’t but it was different.
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He held her face. "I'll be fine." He wasn't worried like she was. He was curious, but not worried. He searched her big brown eyes. "Don't worry." He whispered.
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She hadn’t forgotten what Poseidon had done when she met him, and how careless Theseus was. And that harrowing incident was without either of them trying very hard to do any damage. She looked in his eyes, her own still wet, “If anything happens....” she trailed off softly, her lashes lowering. The thought of it even was enough to shake her up. It was bad enough to worry about losing him, but to have it be because of something related to her?
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"You don't trust me?" Her lids were getting puffy. "Would you stop leaking?" He'd never get her to stop unless he distracted her. He kissed her left cheek. Then the right. Then her lips before stringing her arms and waving them out to the title credits rolling on the screen behind them.
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She looked at him completely bewildered but he was kissing her before she could get a word out. Her kiss had a little extra kick to it because of her emotions spiking but when she broke it, she looked at him and shook her head, “Of course I trust you.” she said it like it was ridiculous he even suggested it. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, her tears stopping but the dark mood continuing. “I don’t trust them. They didn’t think twice about hurting me and I’m actually related to them by blood.. you.. what if.. I don’t want them to hurt you.”
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"They won't touch me. If they do, the Sins will be on their ass like lightening. Well, at least Lust will, but then that opens the door wide open." She didn't know that he was still hoarding Zoe. She would be livid when she did, but maybe he could use Theseus as leverage.
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She still looked intense but took in a deep breath and let it out slowly as she nodded. His family was crazy but they did stick together. She put her arms around his neck and held him close like he was precious to her, which he was. “Just.. please be careful.” she kissed the frog tattoo on his ear.
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Greed rolled her onto her back in the plush cushions, settled between her legs. "I'm not completely reckless." He nipped her nose, "your family doesn't scare me." While he taunted her with biting kisses, his arm reached out for the spot of whipped cream left over on the stack of waffles, spreading it on her face with his finger and a laugh.
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She gave him a look that clearly said she didn’t believe him when he said he wasn’t completely reckless but it was also more, “They’re really crafty.”. A small smile tugged at her lips when he nipped her, “Yeah? Well they scare the crap outta me.” she wrapped her legs around him and made a face as he drew on her face with whipped cream, “You’re making me all sticky..” her own hand reached out and dipped into the pool of chocolate sauce on the plate and she smeared it across his cheek and slowly over his lips, “Didn’t you once say I could have a chocolate covered Greed...” she vaguely recalled him teasing her about something like that, her sweetly coated fingers lingering on his lips.
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He squeezed his eyes shut as warm chocolate covered his face. "What are you going to eat me?" He continued to giggle, sliding his whipped fingers down the bridge of her nose, the tip of his tongue hitting her fingers.
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She looked like she was debating it, “I might...” she wrinkled her nose at the feel of the cool cream, at the touch of his tongue to her fingers, she played with his bottom lip, “Unless you eat me first. You got that look in your eye.”
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"You do have some edible parts," he chomped at the air, tongue still darting to caress her finger. He took another slap of cream and slid it down her neck.
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She gave a short laugh, “I know, I have the bite marks to prove it.” she unhooked her legs from around him only to bend them at the knee at his sides, craddling him to her. He’d calmed her down but her mind hadn’t left the subject completely, “You’ll be fine.” she said more to reassure herself than him. “You’re tough and smart and you’ll be fine. And Theseus doesn’t know we’re together and Lust doesn’t know we’re together-- not that we’ve been hiding it much.” she frowned, “Should we be? Do you think we should go back to hiding? I mean we aren’t in the open that much but more than before.” she was starting to slowly slide into rambling territory which she did when her nerves got hold of her.
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He was licking the cream off the side of her neck as she continued to go on and on. His nose was covered in sticky mess, but it distracted her from thinking too much. "Mmmmhhhmmm," he agreed in a purr against her skin.
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His tongue and attention to her neck was fogging her brain and he clearly wasn’t listening but this was important so she squirmed under him and smacked his shoulder lightly, “Chance! Come on. Do you think that would help? Not being out in public anymore? It means no visiting me at work and we can’t go out to eat or shopping or anything. And.. you can’t say you have a girlfriend.” it was a little disheartening to go back to how it used to be but if it mean it’d keep him safe...
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His brows crossed as she barked at him to pay attention. He looked at her for the longest time, not even breaking eye contact for an answer. "I'm not going back." He huffed. He liked being able to be more open, but he knew he had a thin line to cross with Lust. She would find out eventually. She would hurt him for it. "Can't I ship you to Cambodia or something if the need calls for it?"
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Zoe didn’t break eye contact either but said firmly, “No. And if you were going to ship me off some place, Fi-ji.” She didn’t want to go back either, hiding had been exhausting and it put a big strain on their relationship. She sighed and kissed his cream covered nose, “What’re you going to say if your sister or my grandfather randomly asks about me in relation to you.” she raised her brows. Would he admit she was his girlfriend or would he pretend that she was a past toy?
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"Lust still thinks I'm fucking the preacher's daughter." They could be more discreet, he would if there was a threat. As things stood right now his siblings were occupied and he had freedom to be as open as he wanted. "She's also tangled with your grandfather so I don't think you fit into the picture." To him she was relevant. To the rest---"I'd lie if it kept you safe." He wasn't going to lose her to a jealous rage and in a lake of blood.
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She made a face at the first part and it got worse with the second, “Please don’t talk about my grandfather and your sister. That is so twisted and gross, I just can’t..” she held up a hand with closed eyes as she shook her head. She peeked at him from under her lashes, touching his cheek, still making it messy since her hand wasn’t clean, “I wanna keep you safe too.”
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"I'm just saying. He's a distraction." Though he hadn't seen it in action, he might change his mind if he actually saw it. He moved her hand from his face. "You're a lot more delicate than I am." He raked his teeth next down her finger with his tongue following, cleaning the chocolate off.
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“I’m not all muscles like you but I got skills.” she watched his mouth on her hand and slid the balls of his feet across his rear before crossing at the ankles, “Come see me when it’s done?” she pressed her lips together for a moment. She wasn’t stupid, if Lust was gonna be there, Greed was going to get sexed up and Zoe wouldn’t be a thought in his head but it didn’t mean she wouldn’t be worrying about him every second till she knew he was okay. “Or you know, when you remember. If you can let me know you’re okay?”
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"You got skills huh? Show me." He popped her arms playfully with his hands, whip cream smearing against her skin. "Come on. Show me all your moves." At her request he dropped to his elbows, his weight back to being a brick on her. He kissed her lips. "I will." He tugged at her lips again, pulling her arms and draping them around his neck, promising her again that he wasn't going to forget.
When: Saturday
What: Last time we get fluff for a bit, enjoy it! Greed and Zoe go domestic.
Where: Greed's swanky apartment.
Warnings: FLUFF! And some tears.
Status: Complete
Even with all the new space Greed was piled on top of Zoe like some giant fat tabby cat. He was both marking his territory and making sure she didn't have anywhere to go. He made sure she could still breathe, but he was definitely more weight than a cat. He was practically purring on her shoulder.
When she stirred he grumped, cuddling himself against her, his cheek pressed up against hers.
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Zoe absolutely loved waking up with Greed. Or to Greed since he was a lazy cat in the mornings. Despite his boundless energy, he really did like staying asleep with her. And once he was up, it was hard to get him down. But he was a complex man. She squirmed under him, literally pinned to the bed. Apparently the conversation from the night before about love and her being with him didn’t make him want to loosen his hold on her any. She chuckled as she felt his scratchy cheek against hers and she nuzzled him. She was totally amused that they were on a giant ass bed and he was literally sleeping on her.
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He refused to move in the slightest, a giant assed grin on his face as he sprawled out, limbs tangled all over the place with every inch of her. If someone had peaked into the room the only indication of Zoe would have been the caramel colored face poked out against his with her wave of dark hair.
Morning was creeping in through the window, though he had hidden as much of the sun with his black curtains. Greed got up on his own alarm clock on the weekends.
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Zoe squirmed again with a laugh, “I think I have more room when we sleep in my bed...” she wasn’t even joking. The more room they had, the more he was on her. “I know you’re awaaaaaake...” she nipped his earlobe with her teeth.
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"No I'm not," he said in a groggy voice, skin shivering against her little bite. "No," he swiftly turned his face in the opposite direction, giving her a view of his blonde head. He didn't want to move, the position was perfect.
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She tried to arch her back to get him off but found she couldn’t even do that, “All that money on a new mattress and you wanna sleep on me..” she wriggled around and got an arm free, success! She ran her fingers down his back slowly, “You sure you’re not awake...?”
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"Mmmmnnooo." He mumbled, his back caving against her fingers as they made a pathway down his spine. He shook his head, positioning himself more comfortably, except he also gave her other arm a chance to escape.
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Zoe wriggled the fingers of her other free hand and now both hands went down his back, “Oh okay, it’s a shame you aren’t awake...” one hand hit the edge of his boxers, flipping the elastic band a little back and forth. “A real shame..” as two fingers slid in underneath the band for a second, nails grazing the top of his butt.
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Groggy or not that was enough to get an active response. He purred against her neck, teeth grazing the milky skin the moment his skin started to pimple from her nail to flesh contact.
He pushed himself up on his elbows, still little to no room between them. "Why's that?"
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She mmmm’d like a happy cat when he grazed her neck and smiled when he finally was up.. sort of. “Because I saw a waffle maker in your kitchen and I’d love to test it out. But I don’t think you have an extension cord from there to here.” she couldn’t make waffles if he was going to use her as a mattress. Her lips were already finding his though because he was unbelievably cute when he woke up and was grumpy and half asleep.
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"Waffles?" He perked up slightly, eyes still wide despite his sleepy state. "I haven't even taken it out of the box." Half of the shit in Greed's apartment was still new without ever being used. He was King of shopping sprees.
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“I know! You buy all this stuff and you never use most of it. Aren’t you curious how it works? Or if it works?” she was genuinely wondering about it. She wrapped her arms around his middle, “We can have another cooking adventure..” they’d ended up making a delicious mess last time.
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"I was at the time I bought it, but then I found something else..." He gave her a curious face. "You're not opening it first!"
He looked down into those brown pools. "Whatya need?"
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She rolled her eyes and leaned up to nip his nose, “As if I would dare to open it before you. I don’t want my hands broken in your mad dash attempt to grab it.”
She twisted her lips to the side, “Hmmm... pancake mix which I think you have, milk and eggs. Which I hope you’ve been stocking. Oh! And... you to get off me.” she grinned and squirmed under him. “I promise as soon as we make the waffles you can flatten me again.”
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He shuffled over her as she squirmed, rolling into his back and dragging her with him to reverse their positions. He rubbed her nose with his. "I wouldn't want to flatten you too much, I like all your plump parts." He gave her an eager grin, much more awake already through his mop top of blonde hair.
"Let's go," and just as quickly he jumped up from the bed dragging her by the arm into the kitchen.
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Zoe gave him a kiss when he dragged her on top of him. She would have said she liked his too except he didn’t have any and would whine about being fat.
When he dragged her into the kitchen, she gave him a list of stuff they needed like bowl, spoon, mix, the waffle maker, etc. She had no idea where things were in this place.
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He looked as if he were rummaging through a yard sale (he'd done that too). If Zoe didn't keep an eye on him he'd get sidetracked and find completely unrelated things to play with. Like the bottle openers stashed in one of the drawers. He squeaked excitedly and pulled out one squeezing its legs.
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Zoe laughed because that was the last thing she’d expected to pop out of his kitchen. She couldn’t help it and put an arm around his middle, nuzzling his neck as they stood their in their barely there version of jammies, “The day we find something living in your kitchen is the day I’m not coming over anymore..” she wouldn’t be surprised if there was some accountant or circus performer stashed away forgotten in his place. She raised herself up on her tiptoes, “Waffle maker....?”
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He still squished its legs together again, making a sound with his mouth as he did. "I had a fish once before I moved here. Don't know what happened to it..." He stuffed the little bottle opener in the elastic waistband of his boxers, its head sticking out. "Right!" He pointed his finger upward finally presenting the unopened box. He snuck a glare over his shoulder before diving in foam, cardboard and plastic. There was a waffle maker in the middle of it.
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Greed with a pet for a long period of time was a frightening thought but he had managed to keep Ava alive (With Zoe’s help) for longer than anyone thought possible.
She gave him a look, “I promise.” and held her hands up so he wouldn’t think she’d last minute grab the box and unpack it. It was something Greed would do but not her. She leaned over to peek in the box and then looked at him expectantly, she didn’t want to lift it out and have him get upset.
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He tore through the box like it was Christmas, eventually with half the styrofoam on the floor and himself he cleared a spot as if he was building a shrine.
Once he'd wiped all the foam off his skin he looked at Zoe expectantly. "Alright. There it is."
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Zoe took out the pancake mix from where it was last time and then the got eggs and milk and cleared a spot on the counter. “Okay...” she read the instructions on the mix and looked at him, “Just like making the cake mix. How many waffles do you want?”
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"How many can I make?" He stole the box from her, looking it over and then just dumped the entire box in the bowl. He was already thinking about everything he wanted to add. He pulled out syrup, sprinkled, chocolate sauce and a few other things. "We're putting those in too." He shook the brightly colored sprinkles.
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Zoe’s mouth hit the ground when he dumped the whole thing, “That’s like... like.. 30 waffles!” They’d need all the eggs for this. She looked at the candy shop he wanted to dump in and waved her hands, “Hang on, hang on, some of that stuff won’t gel with the mix. Why don’t we use those as toppings?” she cracked the eggs into the bowl but she was not strong enough to mix that much batter. She patted his arms and held out the big mixing bowl with a smile. His turn.
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Greed took the bowl, the mix poofing up in a soft cloud around them. He fanned it easily, playing a game in his head. The faster he mixed the quicker they got to eat. Cuddling took a lot of energy. Fuel was important.
Once he was done he dipped in a finger. It tasted like pancakes. He eyed the chocolate sauce. "I can't just squeeze in a few spoonfuls?" He pointed at the chocolate making grabby hands.
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Zoe plugged in the waffle maker and she rarely told Greed no so instead said as she fiddled with the settings, “Well.. you can but it would probably taste better if you kept the waffles as a base and used the chocolate as a topping.” she held her hands out for the bowl, “Wanna try one and then decide?” choices and options.
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She knew to give him more than one route, it was a battle of what he wanted more. Options were always good. She had learned his game and how to play without stifling him.
"Alright." With the waffle machine open he dropped a huge glop that spilled off onto the counter. He had no idea of measuring. More was always better.
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She laughed, “Only so much will fit, save the batter so you can make more.” she knew ‘more’ was one of his favorite things. She closed the lid and distracted him with kisses for a minute because she knew that he would be bouncing off the walls and trying to open the lid to see if it was done five seconds after it started and they’d never get to eat. Before he’d know it, there were four square golden waffles in the maker that he could test out.
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There was no better distraction than her mouth. It was a gorgeous woman's weapon. It was hers more so than most because of how little he could keep it. He raked a battered finger down the bridge of her nose once the machine dinged ready. Then his eyes quickly went to the food, the smell having grabbed him first.
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“I’m pretty sure if you could have sex with a pop tart, I’d be out of the position of girlfriend..” Greed loved food, probably not more than sex but it was up there it seemed. She took a fork and piled the waffles on a plate. “Try it and then see if you want it with chocolate sauce in it.” it was like having breakfast with a five year old. “Ohhhh and I saw something in your DVD collection the other night. I didn’t know you liked anime.”
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The people who piled on healthy food were living in the dark ages. Food was meant to be enjoyed, and if he'd learned anything from his brother, it was a sin all in itself. He got his love of food from Glutt, sex from Lust. Greed was the perfect combination and then some. He really should have a crown made out of gold with his name all over it. King Avarice.
He was about to stuff in a mouthful when he caught her snooping. "Duh. It's like the Japanese comic industry. Anime is all sorts of nasty." He meant that in a positive way because if he had anime, he had tons of smut too.
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Zoe made a repulsed face. She’d been in college. She’d seen the nasty side of anime. “Oh. Oh.” she waved her hands in front of her, “Forget I brought it up.” plus it sucked to talk about anything related to sex because she felt like it just was a constant reminder to Greed how they couldn’t have any.
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Greed laughed loud, it practically vibrated off the walls, bouncing around like a ping pong ball. “I’m not in the mood for tentacle porn. Though!” a thought shot through and he giggled, “I bet your granddaddy does or his daddy or whatever the hell Poseidon is.” But now Greed was curious as to what she’d glued her eyes on just a few moments ago. He crammed in that half of his waffle, his cheeks puffing up like a chipmunk as he chewed wide. “What were you looking at?” he asked through a mouthful.
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Zoe scrunched up her nose when he mentioned tentacle porn and at his next suggestion, she physically moved away from him, “Wow, and there goes my appetite..” she wiped the sides of the waffle maker and scooped some more mix into the machine, even if he wanted to add chocolate sauce, she wanted one or two that were plain. She raised her brows as he asked her, her eyes on the task at hand, “You know what, I don’t even wanna know.” It was safe to say he had killed her curiosity.
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"UH-OH. No," he wagged his finger, stuffing what was left of his waffle and steering her away from the waffle maker. He posed her right in front of the mound of dvds. "What did you see? None of the porn is in here." He nudged her forward. She had to answer, he wasn't letting her bail.
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“But but but--” she reached a hand out to the waffle maker and sighed as he steered her away, “I didn’t even get to eat.” she folded her arms in front of her chest over the bat logo and narrowed her eyes suspiciously at him, “I don’t believe you.” Greed wasn’t one to hide porn in his own home.
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She was right to speculate. Greed didn't hide anything, but he really wasn't in the mood for hentai, that would be for a later day. "You'll eat," he expressed chipper, "when you show me what you were looking at."
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Zoe raised a challenging brow, “I know you meant that in the best way possible.” she punched him lightly in the stomach because he was an asshole. She may let him say he owned her and get away with a lot of shit, but she would never actually let him dictate anything to her. She sighed, “I hate you.” and pressed a finger against a dvd boxed set of an anime series.
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"I'm just curious," he whined giving her a big sloppy kiss on the cheek. He smelled like pancake. His eyes scanned the titles, dragging it from its hiding place he put it in her hands. "Fullmetal Alchemist. It's got the Sins in there," he cooed, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Kind of a favorite." His teeth could blind he grinned so wide. "I'm in there too." He was bragging.
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She smiled a little at his sloppy affection. When he had her in his arms and she couldn’t go anywhere, she rested her head on his chest, leaning against him as she looked at the box and read the back cover. “An anime with your family in it and it’s a favorite?” she grinned and mock gasped, “I’m shocked.” she looked back at the DVD’s when he proudly announced he was in it, “Oh yeah? There’s a charming annoying asshole hoarder in here?” she flipped the box over as if searching.
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"I am pretty awesome. Even if you do hate me." He kicked that grin to a one sided smirk. He stole the box out of her hands sticking his tongue out. "You'll have to watch to find out." Now he wasn't giving it back.
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She put her arms around his waist and her chin on his chest, “I do.” she hated him a lot. Well she would if she didn’t love him so much. She looked up at him, “You didn’t let me eat and now I can’t have the box. You’re a really mean boyfriend, you know that. I don’t know why I’m with you.”
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"Hello. Greed here. Did you think I was gonna just hand it over?" Not when he'd had time to settle back in. He had to get something out of it. Greed set the box down long enough to hoist her over his shoulder, to escort her to the home theater. He didn't have a normal television screen, he needed size and sound. He tucked the box set under his other arm. He flopped her down on the bed-like couch and put the dvd in. "Stay!" He put his arms out insisting she not move and watch while he got the food (and attempted more lumpy waffles).
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She was about to respond but the words came out as a yelp of surprise when he picked her up like a sack of potatoes, her naked feet dangling. “I can walk!” She foooed the hair out of her face when he flopped her down and looked at him as he demanded she stay, “There are easier ways to look at my butt.” She made a face but did as she was told only because it meant he would cook by himself and bring the food over to her. Which was something she very much wanted to happen.
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He smacked her butt softly before he left her to ransack the pancakes with chocolate chips. It took him a few tries he had a platepiled with ripped up waffles. It looked like a pile of giant puzzle pieces, not a single solid waffle. Under his arms was whip cream, chocolate sauce, syrup, sprinkles----nearly the entire kitchen.
He flopped down on the couch with her with the plate, a stacked high tower of jenga. It wobbled with his every step, threatening to topple over at any second.
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She smiled at the sight of him coming back with all the food and setting it up. When he sat down next to her she kissed his cheek in appreciation. “Okay I don’t know where to begin.” she said as she eyed the amount of toppings that were available. She looked at him with a ‘what do you suggest’ face.
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He had a waffle piece hanging from his mouth, dangling from between his teeth. "You know I met the creator of this manga," he tried to grin but he would lose the snack. "They liked me." He held up the cherries and whip cream.
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She took the whipped cream and why not, put some on a waffle and then some chocolate sauce and cherries. “Really? So.. is it you then?” she pointed at the screen which was still playing the DVD menu. “Did he know?” her eyes got a little big.
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"She actually," he raised a finger. "Funny lady." He flapped the piece of waffle in his mouth when she popped the can of whipped cream. He wanted some too. "She did know. Can kinda say I inspired her."
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Zoe laughed as she put whipped cream on his waffle, “Of course it was a she..” she leaned in towards him, “Did you kinda inspire her... or did you kinda sleep with her?”
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"A little of both," he wiggled his brows flopping back on the couch and finding the remote to push play. Instead of starting with disc one, Greed had dropped them right in the middle of the show where he first made an appearance.
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She rolled her eyes with a grin, she didn’t think Greed was capable of meeting a woman and not sleeping with her. Well, hopefully not anymore since they were in a relationship, but before Zoe? Oh she could imagine. But didn’t want to. She sat back against the cushions and took a bite of her candy waffle with a frown, “This is... I don’t know what’s going on.” because she’d never seen the show before. Leave it to Greed to not worry about story or plot because naturally he assumed his girlfriend would be interested in his favorite part of the show. Himself.
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"Basically these kids are alchemist. Mother died. Tried to resurrect her and one is now this suit of armor, the other this little pipsqueak. Thats all you need to know." He flopped around getting comfortable. "Oh and they're after this stone. They have a thing for running into the Sins." Lust had made her appearance, as did Glutt.
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She raised her brows as she looked at the screen and listened to him, “...and none of that is important to watch?”
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"You can watch it later," he waved it off, crossing his feet at the ankles. "Look, look," he pawed at the air for her to turn her head. He was making his grand appearance.
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She just stared at him with an internal sigh, it was a good thing she loved him. She watched as he was glued to himself and after a few minutes was impressed. “This is... a lot like you.” it seemed ‘inspiration’ had been putting it mildly.
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He grinned brightly. He wasn't going to tell her he didn't make it but a few good episodes. Except in the later series where Greed made it into another body. He always wondered if he could do the same.
He flopped his head to the side, whimpering softly for her to get closer. He waved a fresh piece of waffle her way.
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She gave him a questioning look at first and then silently laughed when she realized what he wanted. She scooted her butt over so that six inches of space between them was no more, settling against his side and into the crook of his arm. She turned her head up towards him and opened her mouth, wanting a bite of the promised bribing waffle while she watched his counterpart on the screen.
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In this series the sins all had pieces of stones in their body. His counterpart went back to the mansion of his birth as Greed. The stones were drained out and he was left mortal where he had a face off with the lead character. They fought, battled and Greed was killed. Pierced through the heart.
Greed grimaced at the scene, rubbing his chest softly. "That stings." He nudged Zoe with his elbow. She was curiously quiet.
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Zoe watched and it had all been nice and good and interesting until it started to get much more serious. Her mouth opened when the climactic scene happened and she gasped slightly, her hands covering her mouth and nose. But the Greed on the screen wasn’t getting back up, he really was.. dead. It was a big shock because he was so much like the Greed she knew, she wasn’t expecting it. When her own Greed nudged her, she turned to look at him, her hands still over her nose and mouth, her eyes slightly red and swimming with tears that were pooling along her lashes ready to spill. She didn’t like this series at all.
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Greed laughed nudging her arm again. "Are you crying? Awwww," he teased her, pulling her by the waist those six inches as he sat up. "You know the second series he comes back in a different body. Chinese, but back." He giggled softly, making lite of something she took to heart.
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She shook her head and burrowed into his chest. He’d joked about it before, dying and all that but she never liked the idea. Seeing it hit a little too close to home. She didn’t say anything, just sniffled and stayed against him. She was worried about him, and the fact that he’d be dealing with her grandfather soon.
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Greed was kind of at a loss. She was getting hysterical over a cartoon. "You realize its just a cartoon?" She was still crying and upset. He leaned over for one of the couch pillows and popped it against her head lightly.
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She covered her face with her hands, “I know.” she took a moment and then slid her hands back through her hair, holding a moment before she let go and blurted out, “I don’t want you to see my grandfather.” it was just a cartoon. The character wasn’t him. But he was a lot like Greed. And he died. It was one of her biggest fears and no amount of telling her that he’d come back changed how she felt about it. Death was a very big part of her life and she hated it.
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His hands held her face, wiping off those spot of tears that still hung on her cheeks. "I have to. It's the only way you get to keep that." He pointed to her necklace, "and the only way I show my sister I am worthy to be king of the Excesses." He didn't like seeing her like this, but it did make him curious...
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Zoe’s shoulders sagged because none of this was feeling right. “Why do you have to see him though? Why can’t you just give her the copy and she can give it to him?” a part of her brain was chiding her that Greed would never let someone else claim credit for anything of his but she had to try.
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"I don't trust Lust. It was my project. I'm finishing it." He wasn't about to just hand it over. He needed to gloat.
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She sighed and looked at him pleadingly, “I don’t want that,” she pointed at the TV screen, “to happen to you.” her ‘family’ was full of assholes and shady people. Not that Greed’s wasn’t but it was different.
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He held her face. "I'll be fine." He wasn't worried like she was. He was curious, but not worried. He searched her big brown eyes. "Don't worry." He whispered.
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She hadn’t forgotten what Poseidon had done when she met him, and how careless Theseus was. And that harrowing incident was without either of them trying very hard to do any damage. She looked in his eyes, her own still wet, “If anything happens....” she trailed off softly, her lashes lowering. The thought of it even was enough to shake her up. It was bad enough to worry about losing him, but to have it be because of something related to her?
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"You don't trust me?" Her lids were getting puffy. "Would you stop leaking?" He'd never get her to stop unless he distracted her. He kissed her left cheek. Then the right. Then her lips before stringing her arms and waving them out to the title credits rolling on the screen behind them.
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She looked at him completely bewildered but he was kissing her before she could get a word out. Her kiss had a little extra kick to it because of her emotions spiking but when she broke it, she looked at him and shook her head, “Of course I trust you.” she said it like it was ridiculous he even suggested it. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, her tears stopping but the dark mood continuing. “I don’t trust them. They didn’t think twice about hurting me and I’m actually related to them by blood.. you.. what if.. I don’t want them to hurt you.”
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"They won't touch me. If they do, the Sins will be on their ass like lightening. Well, at least Lust will, but then that opens the door wide open." She didn't know that he was still hoarding Zoe. She would be livid when she did, but maybe he could use Theseus as leverage.
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She still looked intense but took in a deep breath and let it out slowly as she nodded. His family was crazy but they did stick together. She put her arms around his neck and held him close like he was precious to her, which he was. “Just.. please be careful.” she kissed the frog tattoo on his ear.
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Greed rolled her onto her back in the plush cushions, settled between her legs. "I'm not completely reckless." He nipped her nose, "your family doesn't scare me." While he taunted her with biting kisses, his arm reached out for the spot of whipped cream left over on the stack of waffles, spreading it on her face with his finger and a laugh.
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She gave him a look that clearly said she didn’t believe him when he said he wasn’t completely reckless but it was also more, “They’re really crafty.”. A small smile tugged at her lips when he nipped her, “Yeah? Well they scare the crap outta me.” she wrapped her legs around him and made a face as he drew on her face with whipped cream, “You’re making me all sticky..” her own hand reached out and dipped into the pool of chocolate sauce on the plate and she smeared it across his cheek and slowly over his lips, “Didn’t you once say I could have a chocolate covered Greed...” she vaguely recalled him teasing her about something like that, her sweetly coated fingers lingering on his lips.
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He squeezed his eyes shut as warm chocolate covered his face. "What are you going to eat me?" He continued to giggle, sliding his whipped fingers down the bridge of her nose, the tip of his tongue hitting her fingers.
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She looked like she was debating it, “I might...” she wrinkled her nose at the feel of the cool cream, at the touch of his tongue to her fingers, she played with his bottom lip, “Unless you eat me first. You got that look in your eye.”
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"You do have some edible parts," he chomped at the air, tongue still darting to caress her finger. He took another slap of cream and slid it down her neck.
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She gave a short laugh, “I know, I have the bite marks to prove it.” she unhooked her legs from around him only to bend them at the knee at his sides, craddling him to her. He’d calmed her down but her mind hadn’t left the subject completely, “You’ll be fine.” she said more to reassure herself than him. “You’re tough and smart and you’ll be fine. And Theseus doesn’t know we’re together and Lust doesn’t know we’re together-- not that we’ve been hiding it much.” she frowned, “Should we be? Do you think we should go back to hiding? I mean we aren’t in the open that much but more than before.” she was starting to slowly slide into rambling territory which she did when her nerves got hold of her.
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He was licking the cream off the side of her neck as she continued to go on and on. His nose was covered in sticky mess, but it distracted her from thinking too much. "Mmmmhhhmmm," he agreed in a purr against her skin.
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His tongue and attention to her neck was fogging her brain and he clearly wasn’t listening but this was important so she squirmed under him and smacked his shoulder lightly, “Chance! Come on. Do you think that would help? Not being out in public anymore? It means no visiting me at work and we can’t go out to eat or shopping or anything. And.. you can’t say you have a girlfriend.” it was a little disheartening to go back to how it used to be but if it mean it’d keep him safe...
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His brows crossed as she barked at him to pay attention. He looked at her for the longest time, not even breaking eye contact for an answer. "I'm not going back." He huffed. He liked being able to be more open, but he knew he had a thin line to cross with Lust. She would find out eventually. She would hurt him for it. "Can't I ship you to Cambodia or something if the need calls for it?"
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Zoe didn’t break eye contact either but said firmly, “No. And if you were going to ship me off some place, Fi-ji.” She didn’t want to go back either, hiding had been exhausting and it put a big strain on their relationship. She sighed and kissed his cream covered nose, “What’re you going to say if your sister or my grandfather randomly asks about me in relation to you.” she raised her brows. Would he admit she was his girlfriend or would he pretend that she was a past toy?
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"Lust still thinks I'm fucking the preacher's daughter." They could be more discreet, he would if there was a threat. As things stood right now his siblings were occupied and he had freedom to be as open as he wanted. "She's also tangled with your grandfather so I don't think you fit into the picture." To him she was relevant. To the rest---"I'd lie if it kept you safe." He wasn't going to lose her to a jealous rage and in a lake of blood.
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She made a face at the first part and it got worse with the second, “Please don’t talk about my grandfather and your sister. That is so twisted and gross, I just can’t..” she held up a hand with closed eyes as she shook her head. She peeked at him from under her lashes, touching his cheek, still making it messy since her hand wasn’t clean, “I wanna keep you safe too.”
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"I'm just saying. He's a distraction." Though he hadn't seen it in action, he might change his mind if he actually saw it. He moved her hand from his face. "You're a lot more delicate than I am." He raked his teeth next down her finger with his tongue following, cleaning the chocolate off.
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“I’m not all muscles like you but I got skills.” she watched his mouth on her hand and slid the balls of his feet across his rear before crossing at the ankles, “Come see me when it’s done?” she pressed her lips together for a moment. She wasn’t stupid, if Lust was gonna be there, Greed was going to get sexed up and Zoe wouldn’t be a thought in his head but it didn’t mean she wouldn’t be worrying about him every second till she knew he was okay. “Or you know, when you remember. If you can let me know you’re okay?”
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"You got skills huh? Show me." He popped her arms playfully with his hands, whip cream smearing against her skin. "Come on. Show me all your moves." At her request he dropped to his elbows, his weight back to being a brick on her. He kissed her lips. "I will." He tugged at her lips again, pulling her arms and draping them around his neck, promising her again that he wasn't going to forget.
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