Ladybird

"He's a great boss, Candy. Plus, he has a huge fucking house in Purgatory. You'll love it," Gloom says, trying to sell Candy on the Head Reaper known as Mortem.

I can't decide if he wants to win the bet more, or if he just wants to play matchmaker.

"Leave us, Gloom. Unless you want to be on call for natural disasters for the unforeseeable future," Mortem tells him, making Gloom back away with raised hands.

"Have a good night, you two," Gloom says, spinning around. "Oh, there you two are."

"Are you ready to leave?" I ask him, and he looks me up and down, and then does the same to Cupiō. "Does leaving mean that we're all going to have fun together and you're going to uh…?" he questions, glancing down at his crotch.

"What am I missing here?" Cupiō asks.

"You'll see shortly. Let's get the fuck out of here," I nearly plead.

Being around this many people and making mindless small talk has me wanting to throw myself off a cliff.

Gloom takes Cupiō's hand and pops us right into his bedroom. A room I haven't even seen before.

It's masculine in a way I didn't expect. I almost feel like I'm in a wood cabin, not in a luxurious mansion overseeing the sprawl of Cupidale below.

The bed is made of wood, and there's a dark plaid pink blanket on the top. Along the walls are landscapes of different realms, and a worn trunk sits at the end of the bed.

"Oh cute, what's in the trunk?" Gloom asks, already unlatching it while Cupiō attempts to stop him. "Oh shit, Head Cupid, you're a little freak, huh?" Gloom says, and I immediately make my way over to see what's in the trunk.

Ropes, latex gloves, toys of a surprising amount of variety.

"Well, it's been a long while since that box has been opened," Cupiō says, embarrassment heating his cheeks.

"Nothing to be embarrassed about. Especially not when I can find some good use for this," I say, holding up the pink butt plug. It's bright pink with glitter, with a bulbous base.

Gloom arches his eyebrow and Cupiō looks nervous. The last thing I want is for him to shut down like last time. I look back into the box and notice that the ropes are the most predominant item in this chest of treasures.

"Cupiō, love, would you mind undressing our boy and getting him tied up nice and tight so we can play with him?"

Cupiō blinks, and Gloom licks his lips and immediately starts ripping off his clothes.

"That is definitely a plan I can get down with," Gloom says, tossing his shirt into a corner and tugging down his pants and briefs, granting me a gratuitous view of his lovely, caged cock.

"Oh," Cupiō says, staring down at Glooms' confined length.

Gloom groans and cups himself. "Sweetheart, I don't know if I can be tied up and keep this on," he says to me, and I grin.

I've never been someone's sweetheart. It's not a term I would have ever given myself. I'm not sweet.

But Gloom thinks I am.

"What do you think, Cupiō? Should I let him free, just so you can tie him up the way you like?" I ask, walking over to Gloom and tapping his cage with a finger, making him whimper in need.

I'm worried Cupiō is going to freeze up and not be able to come out of his shell and I'm so elated when he enters our space, towering over the both of us and grabbing Gloom's chin.

"Is that what you want, sweet boy? Do you want my ropes holding you tight?"

"Please," Gloom rasps out.

"Were you good for our Birdie? Should I free your needy cock?" he asks.

"He was indeed a very good boy," I chime in, and I watch the discomfort on Gloom's face as his cage restricts him from getting hard. "But gods, doesn't he look great in rose gold?"

"He does," Cupiō replies.

Gloom looks like he's being tortured by our back and forth, and I take pity on him.

"Fine, as long as you still know who you belong to without this cute little reminder," I say, removing the necklace with the key and unlocking the cage.

Gloom groans as I remove both sections, placing it in Cupiō's chest.

"Fuck," Gloom hisses, stroking himself.

I tsk. "No one said anything about touching."

His hands drop, and Cupiō gets to work. I sit on the edge of the bed, just admiring and watching as Cupiō talks step by step what he's doing, and making sure everything is safe.

"I have shears on standby if it's ever too much," Cupiō tells him as he loops knots and works his way around Gloom's body.

Gloom's body transforms, some of his muscles tensing and then relaxing under the ropes and Cupiō's touch.

It's actually quite nice to always be in control of things. Being able to watch the two people I care about is more pleasurable than I could have ever imagined.

"Do you like watching, Birdie?" Cupiō asks, and I nod my head. "He does look quite beautiful tied in pink ropes, doesn't he?"

"He does indeed."

Gloom's cock is hard and aching as it juts out from his body. But he doesn't touch, not that he could with the way Cupiō is now tying his hands behind his back.

"You sure do have a lot of clothes on," Gloom says, looking at me and I smirk.

"Are you not feeling entertained enough?" I joke back and he eyes me up and down like I'm the most delicious thing he's ever seen.

And so, I stand, sliding each strap of my dress off and letting it puddle to the floor. I wore nothing underneath and both of my men pause what they're doing to look at me.

This might just make my ego two sizes larger as I stand there, proudly nude.

"Come here," Cupiō says.

His tone is deep and commanding, and for the first time in my life, I find I might just like being told what to do.

I walk up to him. He's holding ropes between Gloom's wrists with one hand and gently grabs my chin with another.

"What do you want, sweet birdie?"

Two sweets in one night? What alternate reality have I found myself in?

I scratch the top of Gloom's head, loving the way his short hair feels under my fingertips. I never have a problem asking for what I want, but when it comes to Cupiō, I feel a little lost for words.

"Please touch each other and let me watch," Gloom says, and Cupiō laughs, tugging on his ropes, making them more secure.

"Well, I wouldn't want you bored while you're waiting," I suggest, stepping away from Cupiō and grabbing the large plug along with lube out of the chest. "Now, would we?"

Cupiō helps Gloom down to his knees, the reaper looking at me with heavy-lidded, lust-filled eyes. His hands are tied behind his back, and the ropes crisscrossed against the muscular expanse of his chest.

I get down on my knees behind Gloom, while Cupiō slowly starts to undress. He doesn't stop looking at the two of us, however.

I drag the toy down Gloom's back. "Is this what you want?"

"Please," he replies.

"Always such good manners."

I drip the lube down the crack of his ass and along the toy. The bottom suctions to the floor and I hold it still as Gloom slowly slides the toy into his ass. He moans, throwing his head back as he takes it deeper and deeper.

Cupiō's mouth hinges open as he watches Gloom and I can't help myself as I drag my hands across the reaper's body. Feeling every single confined inch of it.

"Say flamingo if it gets to be too much," I say to Gloom, loud enough for Cupiō to hear.

Gloom just groans in his agreement, shifting his body over the toy, giving himself pleasure. I wrap my hand around his front and slowly stroke his cock a few times.

"Fuck, this was worth the wait," Gloom hisses out, and I smile, kissing the side of his neck and standing up.

No more stalling. It's the moment I've fantasized about. I'm finally going to sleep with my boss. What if we aren't compatible? What if it isn't good?

"Everything feels okay?" Cupiō asks Gloom.

"More than okay. Please let me watch you touch her."

Cupiō's lips twitch as he unfastens his belt and slides everything off. His cock is deliciously pink, hard, and massive.

I take a deep breath, nerves flooding through me.

"You look so good right now, Birdie," Gloom says from his place on the floor, and it releases just a bit of tension I'm holding in.

Cupiō approaches me, his fully hard length on display as he grabs the back of my head with a large hand and his gaze explores my face.

"He's not wrong. You're fucking beautiful."

"You're not so bad yourself," I say, placing both of my hands on his bare, broad chest.

His gaze goes from my eyes and down to my lips. He lets out a sigh, like maybe he's just as tense as I am, before pulling my face to his and kissing me like he's waited a hundred years to do so.

The kiss is passionate and everything I've ever wanted, everything I ever dreamed of. Cupiō isn't overly dominant, and he lets me explore his body with my hands as we kiss. He even moans into my mouth when I tug on his hair ever so slightly.

"I need to taste you," he says between kisses.

His lips trail down my jaw and along the column of my neck until he's grabbing me by the back of my thighs and tossing me onto the bed. I hit the soft mattress with a whoosh and an excited laugh escapes my throat.

Cupiō falls to his knees and glances at Gloom, making sure he has an unobstructed view. The reaper in question is rocking against the toy, his lips parted, and his hard cock weeping in anticipation.

I fucking love my life.

Cupiō grabs my thigh, spreading my legs and placing them on his shoulders before he completely devours me.

His tongue laps at my entrance and clit before sucking hard on the sensitive bud. Cupiō eats my pussy like I'm his favorite meal. All I can do is lie there and take it. I take turns watching his mouth latch onto my cunt and the way Gloom is watching us, looking just as hungry.

When Cupiō slides two fingers inside of me, I know that it's not going to take long.

I tilt my hips, so his mouth is in just the right spot. "Right there, don't move," I tell him and he hums around my clit.

Cupiō's deep pink eyes don't leave mine as I rub my clit against his mouth, seeking my release. This larger-than-life man on his knees, listening and giving me what I want feels so fucking right.

When I realize he's stroking himself while he laps at my cunt, I lose it.

My back arches and soft moans pour out of me as I grab the back of his head, holding him tightly against my pussy as I ride out my orgasm.

It feels like every one of my nerve endings is on fire as he sucks and licks and his fingers hit just the right spot. One more shiver racks through me, before I let go of his head and scoot back on the bed.

Cupiō leans back on his haunches and I take a moment to appreciate that both of my men are on their knees and blatantly staring at the magnificence that is my wet cunt.

Cupiō uses his forearm to wipe off some of my release from his face and he looks back over at our needy little reaper.

"Do you think you can be a good boy and last a little longer?" Cupiō asks Gloom.

The reaper sighs in frustration but nods his head.

"Don't come and you'll be rewarded," Cupiō tells him before standing up, and grabbing both of my ankles, tossing them over his shoulders, and lining his cock up with my dripping pussy.

When he pushes inside, it feels like we should have been doing this for years.