Around four A.M. I wake to a bang on my door. I sit up and pull off the cover. With a small yawn, I look down at my powder pink silk with black lace thong and bra and sigh, grabbing my pastel purple robe with light blue fluff on the sleeve ends I throw it on and head towards the door.
"Wha- Cupid?" I open the door to find a drunk Cupid standing in front of me.
"Y'know. I honestly hate that I can't seem to walk away from you" He slurs at me "I hate that you're cute. I hate that I feel like protecting you. I hate the thought of you with someone besides me. And I hate how I got matched with such a heartless, bitchy, cruel, adorable, sexy, little...."
Suddenly Cupid steps forward and grabs hold of my neck, squeezing as he pulls me into a sloppy kiss. It was slightly harder to breathe, and his lips dominated my thoughts. I loved it.
"Cupid" I mutter breathlessly
"You've been very bad little miss Valentine" Cupid growls at me. His grip tightens and I'm pushed back into my apartment. Cupid closes the door behind him before looking back at me.
"Bedroom" Cupid growls at me.
I comply and lead the way. His hand tangled in my hair the whole way.
Once in the room, Cupid pushed me onto my bed, my feet still on the ground. I look down at my Royal Blue satin comforter and bite my lip.
"Now, Leanore. I think some punishment is in order." Cupid pulls off my robe and his hands travel from my shoulders, down my back, to my bum. He massages my ass softly and sucks in a deep breath. "I expect you to thank me with every spanking, ok doll?"
"Y-yes sir" I let out breathily
"Now let's see. Breaking up matches. Raising your voice to me." Cupid leans in so that his warm body was pressed against my mostly bare one "Cumming without permission"
I shudder as he pulls away with a light kiss between my shoulder blades.
"Count kitten" Cupid demands as he lets down a harsh slap on my ass.
"One, thank you" I breathe
Slap
"Two, thank you"
Around number fifteen wetness is all but dripping down my legs. My ass is slightly sore but it's nothing I can't handle.
"Eighteen, thank you daddy" well that was a first.
A small hum sounds from Cupid but he continues.
"Nineteen, thank you daddy" I basically moan.
"Twenty, thank you daddy" I whimper as Cupid caresses my bum gently, leaning down and kissing my shoulder.
"Good girl" I shiver with a small gasp.
"T-thank you" I bite my lip.
Cupid moves away and climbs onto my bed. The alcohol seeming to take it's toll on him as he tiredly pats the spot next to him. I hesitate but crawl in next to him. With a roll of my eyes, I unbutton his shirt and slide it off gently. Cupid helps me lazily get him out of his shirt. I then reach to unbutton his pants. Those can't be very comfy.
"If you wanted me out of my pants you just had to ask, kitten" Cupid chuckles huskily, teasing evident in his drowsy voice.
Cupid slides out of his pants with ease before he wraps his arms around me and pulls me into his bare chest. Cupid was warm and comforting. And although the tingle between my legs was frustrating I smile and nuzzle into Cupid. I loved the feeling of his arms around me. I wonder if he would even remember this in the morning.
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I wake up cold. With a sigh I get up and pull my robe back on and make my way to the bathroom, I brush my teeth and hair and wash my face before making my way to the kitchen. Cupid sat at my pink table on a blue chair sipping black coffee out of a purple coffee cup. I almost screamed, but I kept my composure.
"I thought you left?" I walk over to the coffee machine and grabbed one of the cups from the tray next to it, pouring a third of a cup before walking to my fridge.
"well I didn't," Cupid says absentmindedly
I pour creamer into my coffee and turn around to look at him. Cupid's eyes travel up my barely covered body before stopping at my face.
I sit down on the chair next to Cupid and sip my coffee, choosing to ignore the bruised feeling on my ass "odd..." I mutter.
"What's that, doll?" Cupid leans towards me a bit.
"It's.. nothing" Cupid looks at me warily "really, Cupid"
"I liked Daddy, better" Cupid reaches out and touches the side of my face. The touch, and the warm feeling it brings, is welcome as I nuzzle into his hand.
"o-ok, Daddy" I nod firmly, biting my lip.
"good girl"
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Cupid's||DDLG
Romance"SHE WAS NOT TO BE MATCHED!" Cupid screams at the angel in front of him "I'm-I'm sorry sir. But the match has already been put into place... Her match has been chosen." "Who is it" Cupid demands, tugging at his hair stressfully "well...WHO?!" "Y-You...
