Cupiō

Ladybird and Gloom dance, looking like the perfect contrast of delicate pink and luminous black.

He makes her smile, and it's then I realize I've fucked up. I've waited too long to make a move and now I've lost the girl. I can't even blame her. The reaper is charming and obedient. I was a fool to think that two strong-willed people like Ladybird and myself would be a match.

It would never work.

I feel lonely and lost at the table while I sip my drink and suffer in pathetic silence. I swirl the alcohol, staring down at the sparkly pink concoction and wonder how the fuck I'm supposed to lead Cupidale when I'm so devoid of love?

Suddenly the chair next to me pulls back; it's the reaper, sporting a wide smile as he sits down, pushing his chair even closer to mine.

I look around, and Ladybird is nowhere to be found.

"Where's Ladybird?"

"She went to the ladies' room, plus I wanted a moment with you anyway."

"Why?" I reply, and the man just shakes his head.

"You're Head Cupid, doesn't everyone want a moment with you?" he asks, and his little smirk makes me want to wipe it off his face. You'd think with the way he was touching Ladybird that I'd like to use my fist, but there's something captivating about the devious reaper who seems to have no shame.

"Usually because they want something."

"Oh, I want. But I also think I could give in return."

"But you were dancing and flirting with Ladybird," I say, feeling some irritation for the woman I've been pining after. She deserves complete devotion, not a reaper who would just flirt with anyone.

"For the love of fuck. She's into you, man. She's into you, you're into her. And I'm into both of you," he says, like I'm an idiot.

"She never gave me any indication," I reply, and the man lets out an exasperated breath.

"Of course not, you're her boss, the Head Cupid. I haven't spent much time in Cupidale, but enough to recognize she has a bit of a reputation. Why would she feel like she could ever make a move?"

I blink at him, and he smiles.

"I think I could be that glue you two stupid cupids need to make this work."

"Glue?"

"You're lucky you cupids are all so pretty," he says, leaning forward against the table, getting into my personal space. "You have this whole soft daddy thing going on, and she seems like she needs the best of both worlds, someone who can take charge and someone who will be obedient."

"You want to be that obedient someone?" I ask him with a smirk, finding myself leaning forward and getting closer, our faces less than a foot apart.

"It would be my pleasure," he says with a cocky grin.

"What's in it for you?"

"What's in it for me?" he says with a laugh, grabbing my drink and taking a sip. His lips touch the exact place I was drinking from. "Is it that hard to believe that someone would genuinely want to pursue anything with you? I don't need any favors, Head Cupid, I just want to get to know you."

And isn't that the hottest thing I've ever heard?

"Because you want Ladybird?"

The reaper sighs indignantly, grabbing the leather strap of my harness and bringing my face closer to his.

"I'm not used to putting in this much work, you know?" he says, his lips close enough to touch. "But I've waited a really long time to find my special someone. As luck would have it, it seems the universe has decided I deserve two hot, pink cupids for my endless loneliness. Now, are you going to kiss me, because I don't mind begging. If anything, I'll get off on it."

"What will Ladybird think?" I whisper, my bottom lip nearly touching his.

"I promise she'll be pleased," he replies.

I'm not sure if it's his confidence, or his assuring words, or the fact that perhaps Ladybird put him up to this.

But I give in.

I grab the back of his head and press his lips against mine. He melts against me beautifully, like he's just as starved for touch as I am, and I relish in it. Where he was just initiating, he's now completely pliant in the kiss, and I can't help the moan of want and relief that spills out of me.

It's been so long since I've been touched like this, and it feels like a weight is lifted off my shoulders. Isn't it funny that a reaper is the person making me feel more like a cupid than I have in many years?

I'm the one to break the kiss, and his deep brown eyes look at me hungrily, like he wants more.

He licks his lips.

"Do you want to watch me finger Ladybird in the bathroom now?"

I pull back and blink at him. "What?"

"She said if I could prove that you were interested in her and me that I could finger her in the bathroom." He says it eagerly and so naturally like this isn't a huge deal.

The first time I watch the woman I've been lusting after come will be against the fingers of another man. I should feel jealous, or frustrated, but all I can feel right now is an eagerness I haven't felt in who knows how long.

"All right," I agree, and he grins.

Gloom stands first, holding out his hand, and I take it easily as he directs us towards the bathroom.

As soon as he opens the door, Ladybird is standing there looking shyer than I've ever seen her.

"He wants to watch," Gloom says easily, and Ladybird glances over at me.

"Birdie, if it's too much, I can go. We can talk about all this later," I say, not wanting to put her on the spot. For as long as I've had feelings for her, this is moving awfully fast.

"You want to watch?" she whispers, biting her lower lip.

I nod my head, and she smiles before turning her gaze to Gloom.

"Do you like being a good boy, sweet reaper?" she asks, drawing her dark pink nail down the side of his face.

"I was motivated," Gloom says, grabbing Ladybird's hips and kissing her collarbone. "I'm ready to collect my present, goddess," he says.

It should be cheesy, I should be irritated. But all I am is riveted and fully enthralled by this dynamic.

Ladybird is completely in charge of the situation when it comes to Gloom, and I'm wondering where I stand in the grand scheme of things. While I'm eager and willing to worship Ladybird, falling to my knees and being submissive isn't my thing.

Maybe she and Gloom make far more sense than we ever could.

I contemplate leaving, feeling like I don't belong, when Ladybird's hand wraps around my wrist. I glance up at her, and she gives me a soft smile.

"Don't go," she whispers, and I take a deep breath and turn toward her. "He wants to be good… for both of us," she says, putting her hand on the top of Gloom's head, directing him to his knees on the floor. "Isn't that right, pet?"

He falls beautifully onto his knees and looks up at Ladybird with lust-filled eyes.

"Yes," he replies, and Ladybird clicks her tongue.

Ladybird grips the dark pink belt that accentuates her waist, unfastening it and then wrapping it around Gloom's throat, tightening it just enough that the veins in his neck bulge. The reaper smiles up at her as she holds the end of the belt.

"You can't eat my pussy with my pants on, can you?" she teases, and he groans, his hands immediately going to her waistband, unfastening and slowly sliding her pants down her thighs.

Ladybird steps out of one leg, then another. Gloom goes to place her pants on the floor and Ladybird yanks on the end of the belt.

"I know you weren't planning to put my pants on the floor."

"Of course not," Gloom says, looking at me to save him. I provide some mercy by holding out my hand and he gives me Ladybird's pants and I toss them over a stall door.

Gloom leans forward, his nose dragging against Ladybird's inner thigh. He moans as he inhales her scent through her panties.

Ladybird yanks on the belt, and both Gloom and I groan at the same time.

"You're forgetting someone, pet. Quite rude of you," she chastises, and they both look at me. "Don't you want the Head Cupid's cock?"

"I do," he whispers, and I can feel pre-cum dripping out of my hard dick that's stifled by my pants.

Gloom shuffles on his knees in front of me, looking up at me. He loves this, I realize. As forward as he may have been previously, he truly enjoys shutting his mind off and being told what to do. I nod down at him and he licks his lips before undoing my belt and fisting my cock, pulling it out from my underwear.

My length is hard and aching as he strokes it a few times before licking the tip.

My hand automatically goes to the back of his head. His closely shaved head feels soft against my palm as I watch him lick my shaft.

"He's a good boy, isn't he, Cupiō?" Ladybird says, her gaze flicking down to my length and back to my face.

"He is," I agree. "Such a good boy," I praise him and he moans as he takes the tip of my cock between his lips.

"Can't let it go to his head, though," Ladybird says, tugging on the belt and bringing his head towards her cunt.

Gloom groans with need as his hands grab her ass as she presses his face into her panty covered pussy.

Her pretty pink eyes meet mine while the reaper devours her pussy.

"Do you like watching?" she asks, her lips parting on a moan as Gloom pleasures her.

"Yes."

She licks her lips, which look wet and enticing. I place a hand on Gloom's head, not caring that my dick is out or anyone could walk in while we're doing this.

"Is this what you wanted, Birdie? A sweet little reaper who does whatever you want?"

"That's not all I want and you know it," she replies. A moan rips out of her when Gloom pushes her panties to the side, fingering her and eating her out at the same time.

I grab her chin, her pouty lips parting as her hazy eyes look at me.

"Tell me what else you want, Ladybird."

She sighs, her head falling back slightly as Gloom hits just the right spot.

"You. I want you," she whispers.

Maybe I threw caution to the wind when I kissed the reaper, or chose to come into this bathroom and be a part of whatever the fuck this is. But when I crash my lips against Ladybird's, I know then that I'm completely done for.

She moans against my lips as I press Gloom's face closer to her pussy. I swallow her moans as she orgasms. Her pussy pressed against the reaper's lips as she kisses me. She shudders, pushing Gloom away slightly.

There's a moment of silence as none of us move, Gloom still eager on the floor, a sheen of release around his lips as Ladybird catches her breath.

I tuck away my cock and Gloom pouts, tucking his hands on his lap.

"I thought?—"

"You were good," I tell him, trying to assure him. "I'd just like this to be somewhere other than the public bathroom at LT."

Ladybird looks away, and I hand her pants to her. She doesn't look at either of us as she gets dressed. Gloom takes the belt off of his neck and hands it to her.

"You came into the bathroom, you wanted to stay," Ladybird says, and I immediately know that I fucked up.

"I'd just like to do this slower, all of us getting to know each other better."

"I've known you for years, Cupiō. This is actually so fucking typical of you. Why do you sabotage everything fucking good in your life?" she asks, but looks down at Gloom, not letting me answer. "That was fun, Gloom. I'll see you at the next planning meeting."

She flings the door dramatically before storming off.

I scratch my beard as Gloom gets up, dusting off his knees.

"What did I do?" I ask him, and he lets out a confused sigh.

"You kissed her, she came, and then you froze and tucked your dick away. How do you think that made her feel?"

"I just don't want her to think I only want sex."

Gloom smiles and shakes his head. "You're lucky you're fucking hot."

"What do I do now?"

Gloom smiles and grabs me by my harness. "Time to whip your ass into shape, daddy cupid."

He laughs, but my cheeks flame in embarrassment.

Who would have thought a reaper would be the one to help save me from myself?