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Cupid's Little Helper
Chapter Four
Eye Openah
I was on toppa him when I woke up. Don't ask me how I
got there, since he ain't exactly small, an' I
couldn'ta just rolled ovah on him. I guess it's just
wunna tha mysteries of tha universe. Or mebbe his
arms around my waist had somethin ta do with it.

It was only barely mornin. Apollo hadn't had time ta
even get his nags warmed up good. Ya know, rosy
fingahs of dawn an' all that poetic crap. An' here I
am, draped ovah him. We're talkin fuckin intimate
here, people. My head was on his pillow, my nose
right up against his cheek, an' we was more or less
flat tagethah from breast bone ta... Well, my knees
were on tha outside of his.

I was tryin ta figure out how I was gonna get offa him
without wakin him up when tha question was rendered
moot. His eyes had found anothah color. They're grey
in tha mornin.

He just kinda stared up at me, an' I felt like I'd
bettah say somethin, so I said, "Ain't that kinda
uncomfortable on yer wings?"

"They're pretty flexible. They fold up flat. And I'm
very comfortable right now."

"Yah, well, ya'd be more comfortable if ya weren't
bein squooshed, I s'pose." I started ta roll offa
him, but his arms tightened, cinchin me against him.
I blinked. "Oh. Um. Yer awake."

He nodded, and pushed his hips up at me. "So are
you."

Ooo. Oh, man, that felt good. I guess most men, god
or mortal, wake up with a hard-on. Usually it means ya
need ta pee. Sometimes, if yer lucky, it's for othah
reasons. This time it was tha othah reason. I really
needed ta go somewhere private an' take care of that.
"Uh, Cupe, I need ta go ta tha little god's room."

"In a minute." He moved again, slidin against me,
an' I moaned. I could feel Cupid's erection rubbin
against my own, an' it was like a rock wrapped in hot
velvet.

I think I told ya, I wasn't exactly a virgin, but it'd
all been mortals so far. An' it had only been... so
far, ya know? Okay, ta lay it on tha line, I'd always
been tha one doin tha doin. I'd never, like, raped
anybody. Nevahmind my rep, I don't get inta that
shit. An' it was nevah necessary. If yer a god, even
a minor one like me, ya got yer groupies. Buuut...

Hey, sex is good. Sex is great. I like sex. A lot.
But this was tha first time I'd evah got inta somethin
with someone I really knew. With tha mortals it was
just wham, bam, thank ya, ma'am. Or sir, as tha case
may be. *snicker* That was it. Quick cleanup (for
them, too, if I was in a good mood) an' zip on outta
there, an' I didn't hafta worry about 'ya nevah write,
ya neveh visit, what about my needs?'. They didn't
expect it, did they? But with Cupe...

With Cupe that would be different. I'd see him around
Olympus, I'd run inta him at family gatherins, or
when he came ovah ta visit Ares. An' that could get
ard.ard. Yeah, he might be horny right now... He
gave anothah push up, an' I groaned. Oh, yeah, he was
horny right now, all right.

Where was I? Yeah. Right now he was horny, but he
was gonna hafta see me around for a long time aftah
tha heat wore off. A long, long time. Tha mortals
liketa natter on about 'forevah'. *snort* They got
no concept. We do. Eternity is eternity with us.
An' I couldn't stand tha thought of seein that 'Oh,
no. What tha fuck was I thinkin?' look in his eyes
when we ran inta each othah. So I figured I'd bettah
cut this off before it went too far an' he had a
memory that was gonna make him wince every time he saw
me.

"Cupe, look, it's mornin, all right? Time ta get up."

Anothah hump. "I am up. Haven't you noticed."

"Puns are s'posed ta be my department." I was startin
ta sweat. "An' yeah, I noticed. We, uh... Bliss.
Bliss could come runnin in at any minute, an I don't
know about you, but I got no explanation ta give tha
kid that would covah this situation."

There, that should do it: appeal ta his paternal
instincts. Everyone knew that bein Aphrodite's
grandson an' Cupid's kid, Bliss was gonna be one wise
little dude when it came ta tha... um... physical
aspects of human interaction. Sheesh. Takes a lotta
breath ta say that insteada 'sex'. Anyways, he was
gonna know a heckuva lot more a heckuva lot earlier
than most people, but Cupe still wasn't gonna push it
in his face. He said tha kid needed time ta just be a
kid. I figured that bringin up tha possibility of us
gettin interrupted again would turn tha trick.

I figured wrong. "He's with Mom. She promised to
keep him today, and she's always over before sunup to
sneak him over to her place before he wakes up. She
likes to watch him sleep."

"Oh." He unlaced his hands from behind my back, but
before I could pull off, they slid down an' came ta
rest on my ass, then pulled, movin me against him.
"Oh!"

"Do you have any more excuses?" He pulled again, an'
I bit my lip. "Come on, tell me now so I can knock
them down and we can get on with this."

I was gettin desperate, for more than one reason.
Last ditch effort, I went ta sarcasm. "It's my time
of tha month?" He laughed. "Well, it works for Ma.
Course she's usually blastin someone inta tha next
country when she says it.

Cupid kept laughing "Oh, man! Discord on the rag.
Now that's scary."

"Your tellin me? All I can say is it's a damn good
thing I'm hard ta kill."

He stopped laughin, an' those eyes darkened again,
goin from clear gray ta stormy. I was sorry I said
it. He had his own family problems, he didn't need me
whinin. "Look, Cupe, ya don't wanna do this. It's
like I'm a natural shit magnet. Things just happen
around me, an' I don't even start 'em all. I'm more
trouble than I'm worth."

His voice was quiet. "Who says so?"

I shrugged. "Pretty much everybody."

Anothah pull. He was more or less humpin my body
against him. It felt fantastic. "I do want this,
Strife."

I let my head drop down on his chest, sighin. "Ah,
crap. Well, ya can't save somebody from themselves, I
guess." I started ta rock my hips.

He sighed. "Yes. It's even better when you're acting
instead of just reacting."

"I'm a pro-active sorta guy."

We moved tagethah. Oh, boy, it was good. As we got
fastah, his hands slid around, grippin an' pullin. I
could feel my cheeks spread, cool air whiffin ovah tha
damp, heated skin of the crevice. Before I hadchanchance ta decide whethah or not I liked that, Cupid
rolled us ovah, landing on top of me.

Well, this was novel. Last night he'd just sorta
hovered till Bliss landed on him. Now he was
stretched out on toppa me. I felt
tha weight of someone pressin me down inta tha
mattresn I n I wondered how it was that women did this
all tha time. It was kinda scary. It's hard not ta
feel little an' helpless when someone does that ta ya.
I wasn't about ta say anythin about that, though. Ya
don't show weakness, ya don't let anyone know ya feel
vulnerable--anyone. Too fuckin many people will use
that, some of my own relatives included. I know. I
learned that a long time ago.

But mixed up in tha worry an' tha anxiety I was feelin
was a sorta thrill that went beyond plain ol' lust.
Nobody evah took control of me in a situation like
this. They nevah dared. Think about it--if things
went tha wrong way, would you want tha God of Mischief
down on yer ass?

So, though my ass had been kicked in many an' varied
ways by a variety of people, when it came ta sex I'd
always been in charge. Till now, it looked like.

Cupid pushed a knee between my legs. When I spread
'em, he settled between my thighs, braced his uppah
body up offa me with his hands on eithah side,
an' started ta pump. We were both leakin by then, an'
the warm, slippery fluid spread ovah our groins an'
bellies, makin tha slide even easier.

I hooked my feet ovah tha back of his legs an' bucked
up ta meet him, slow an' steady. I reached between us
an' stroked first his cock, then my own, then his,
feelin tha difference in texture an' shape. He
whispered, "That's nice. That's so nice."

He moved more quickly, an' I closed my eyes, losin
myself in tha sensation. I heard a rustlin sound an'
opened them again. Cupid was thrustin against me,
hard an' fast, an' he'd spread his wings. I don't
think he even knew it, but they were open in a great,
white expanse, sorta framin him as he moved ovah me.

I couldn't resist it. I put my arms up, reachin
around him, my hands settlin at tha small of his back.
Then I slid up, an' up, till I came ta tha wings. I
found tha spot where they joined his body. When I
touched it, he made a noise, then bit his lip, an'
sped up even more.

Oh, ho. I ran my fingahs lightly along tha join, an'
he grunted. Tha wings flapped, an' I could feel tha
shift of tha muscles undah his skin. I rubbed, findin
that he had down, like chick fuzz, between tha smooth
skin an' tha silky feathahs farther up.

"Strife..." His voice was kinda choked.

"Ya like that?" I rubbed a sensitive spot, just at
tha base of each wing, an' they flapped again, quick
an' hard. He cried out, his head goin back. *Oo,
yeah. Call tha cartographahs, I think I just mapped
outta new erogenous zone.*

He rammed against me, an' I felt a gush of hot liquid
on my belly while Cupid trembled ovah me. Even though
it was ovah, I didn't really wantta stop. I kept
runnin my hands ovah his back an' sides, pettin him.
"Okay, now ya gonna let me up?"

He frowned slightly. "Strife, you haven't finished
yet."

"Uh, no. That's all right." I wiggled. "Just lemme
go ta anothah room for a minute, an'..." I was cut
off with a gasp as he reached between us an' wrapped
his hand around me.

"You don't really think that I'm so selfish I'd leave
you like this, do you?"

"No, but..." He was rubbin tha clear fluid ovah my
glans with his thumb. "Look, Cupe, ya don't hafta do
this."

"What do you mean, 'have to', silly? This isn't some
sort of oblign. In. I want to bring you off. I want
to see what you look like when you come."

"I make funny faces, just like everyone else."

"Let's see." His hand worked quickly. His touch was
gentle, but firm, an' I found that I was workin my
hips, shovin my hard dick furthah inta his grip. I
lost tha power of speech right about tha time he
reached down an' started ta play with my balls.

"I think you're closuz,"uz," he whispered. All I
could do was pant an' whimper. "Just a little more.
Maybe this..."

His hand slid down farther, finger pushin inta tha
crease of my ass, an' it passed across tha pucker of
my asshole. I screamed an' grabbed his shouldahs as I
came. He kept strokin me, ass an' cock, as I emptied
my balls.

I watched, pantin, as he lifted his hand ta his mouth
an' tasted tha milky drops that clung ta his fingers.
Curious, I ran my finger ovah my belly an' looked at
tha fluid I'd collected. "Is this mine, or yours?"

He gripped my wrist, then took my fingah in his mouth,
suckin it softly. *Oh, shit. If he keeps doin that,
I'm gonna get hard again.*

He released tha hand, smackin his lips. Thoughtful,
he said, "I think it's a little of both. If you're
interested in how I taste, you can find out next
ti

*Next time? Crap. I gotta nip this in tha bud, for
both of our sakes.*

He was leanin down ta kiss me, an' I shook my head,
turnin my face away. "What's wrong?"

He put his fingers undah my chin, tryin ta turn me
back so he could look in my eyes. I didn't let him,
though. I shut 'em tight. "Don't kiss me."

He was quiet for a long time. "Why not?"

"Just don't, okay? I'm not tha kissin sort."

"I thought..."

"Look, we've had a nice little eye-openah here, Cupe.
Time ta get outta bed an' get inta tha real world,
dontcha think?"

"What have I done wrong?"

His voice sounded so sad that I just wanted ta kick
myself, but that's nothin new. I'm used ta
disappointin people. I made myself laugh. "Nothin.
Ya were terrific. Heck, I s'pose it's impossible for
ya ta be less than terrific. But we got things ta do,
right? Quicker this shit is set right, quicker I'm
outta your blonde hair, so c'mon. Lemme up, ya big
lug."

I felt him touch my face, big hands movin gently,
strokin my cheeks. Just before he moved offa me he
said it again. "If this is the way it has to be,"
But then he added, "for now."
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