Valentine's Day, the busiest day of the year for me. Leave it to these stupid monkeys to create a day to fuel their desires of sex and love.

Walking the streets under the moonlight I have to make sure I meet my quota for the spring. So I here I am, traveling from restaurant to disgustingly romantic restaurant, making sure people fall or stay in love.

I fucking hate humans.

But luckily it's 12:00 a.m. All the love birds went home to fuck, while the brokenhearted and the willingly single are out… looking to fuck.

I walk past another italian restaurant with some obscure name that included the word love, cupids littering the whole front window. Hmph, fat babies, I'd be insulted if I didn't know how stupid these creatures are. And where the hell did they get the whole bow and arrow thing? I've been watching humans since the beginning of my existence and I swear they let their imaginations run too wild. It's not an arrow that does it, everything is determined by my authorization.

At least in this time period is more willing for open sex.

I find the closest bar I can find. The bright neon lights illuminating the name The Hob catches my attention. I enter the bar in my physical form. The inside is dark, filled with smoke, and a little skeezie; it's perfect. Taking a seat at the bar, I scout out everyone here. Nothing but a bunch of lonely hearts looking for a good time. "What's your poison?" I hear the bartender ask "The strongest thing you got." he nods before ducking under the bar.

I look over when I hear the screeching of a bar stool a few seats away from me. A tall lanky male with brunette hair and green eyes takes a seat a few stools away from me. Marvel Shields, three girlfriends within the past five years and cheated on all three with multiple men. Your typical on-the-down-low closet case. He'll do just fine.

Without even looking at him at give the command "Come over here." and he's already caught in my charm. He obediently takes the seat next to me. I can feel the excitement and fear radiating off his body. I practically live for this shit.

When the barkeep hands me my anonymous drink I take a sip, then turn to Marvel. I see his lust filled thoughts of me as he takes in my physical form. His thoughts complimenting my muscle mass, imagining what it would feel over him. "You're beautiful." I hear him whisper. I feel my eyes roll, the only down side to my "charm" is that it sometimes turns mortals into mindless zombies.

We spend the next twenty minutes trying to make idle chitchat, but his thoughts of me dominating him are almost deafening. When I finish my drink, my glass doesn't even get the chance to touch the counter when he eagerly asks "My place or yours?" I answer with a simple your place. I drop some cash and he leads me out the bar. He takes me to a gold painted car; he's an obvious product of Glimmer. Even his house, when we get there, is filled with tacky, materialistic charms and other shiny things.

At this point I have to slam my lips onto his before his thoughts could give me a migraine. I lift him up, ramming him against his bedroom wall once we enter it. His hands quickly roaming my body, making sure to touch every part he can. I start sucking and biting at his neck, making him moan. He moans even louder when I throw him onto the bed, ripping his shirt apart. I roughly turn him over, making sure to slam his head into the pillow. My lips brush over his ear "How badly do you want it?" I ask, rubbing my jean covered crotch on his ass. "I want it so badly. Please." I pull his pants off without bothering to undo his belt. I spread his cheeks, letting my tongue get a taste of his entrance. I hear a muffled "Oh god." come from Marvel's lips. I slowly enter in and out with my tongue, feeling him tense around it. Even his toes curl up. When I feel done, I slowly guide my tongue up his spine. Shivers run all through his body.

I smack his ass as hard as I can when I suck and bite at his neck. I smirk against his skin when I hear him yelp. "Wh-what's your name?" he asks shakily. I press my lips against his ear, making sure he can feel every syllable "Cato." he moans into the pillow.

I flip him over so he's facing me. I slip my top off myself while he hastily unclasps my belt and desperately tries to pull my jeans down. I smack his hands away "Don't touch."He whimpers at my command. I slowly pull my jeans, making sure my boxer briefs are covering myself. The anticipation and lust radiating off of him makes the whole room feel 100 degrees warmer, practically incinerating anything in the room. I see the desperate want in his eyes. Calm down monkey, you'll get what you want.

When I finally slip my underwear off my legs I can see the drool seeping out of the side of his mouth "Fuck." I crawl on top of him, letting my cock stand erect in front of his face. "Suck." without missing a beat he takes more than half of it in his mouth. A desperate closet case I see.

I grab his head, straining it forward so my cock can burrow further into his throat. I can feel his satisfied moans reverberate all throughout my pelvis as I slowly move myself in and out of him.

After I feel lubricated enough I get up and return in between his legs. I reach out my fingers towards his mouth, but he just turns his head avoiding them "Don't bother, I want you in me already." I smirk, who am I to ignore that. I grab pillow and place it under his backside, giving myself easier access. I enter him slowly, making sure he feels every inch of me. "Fucking God" he groans under me. His face contorts from pain; not my fault he wanted to dive right into the penetration.

He arches his back, gasping loudly when I finally hit his boy button "Hot fucking damn." I slide out of him and slam myself back in, hitting that bundle of nerves that makes his whole body squirm. I continue my thrusts, my own moans eventually joining his in filling the room. I grab under his arms and lift him up, making him sit on my lap. My own strength forcing him to bounce on my cock. I start biting and sucking on his neck before his nails cut deep into my back.

The only sounds heard in the room were our skins smacking, the bed creaking, my grunting, and his screaming. The force of his dick rubbing against my torso soon catches up to him. I feel his ring of muscle around me starts to tighten up "Of fuck I'm gonna cum." he presses his chest against mine, burying his face into the crook of my neck. He groans as he releases himself onto my abs. Great, now I have to clean that up too.

I growl when I yank him off of me and slam the front of his face into a pillow, leaving his backside exposed to me. I slam into him again, my pace twice as fast as before. I pull his hair so to lift his head, the pillow was in between his teeth. I bite his neck harder than before, making sure whomever saw him tomorrow knew what sin he was up to.

My pace gets a lot harder and faster when I feel my climax quickly approach. Within a few more thrusts I feel my whole body tighten up when I release myself into him. I fill him up more and more with every last thrust. I ride out my pleasure still in him.

I hear him moan into his pillow after I collapse next to him "That was amazing." he says in between breaths. I lay my hand on his upper back, slowly dragging it downward. He arches his back in pleasure, his eyes rolling behind his eyelids. Being who I am, even the smallest touches promote ecstasy. "Go to sleep." I whisper. He does just that.

I get up and grab a shredded part of his shirt to clean myself up. I quickly dress myself and leave the mortal's home.

"You know, for someone who hates the humans, you sure don't mind sticking your dick in 'em." Glimmer, the Goddess of external beauty and material things, was perched on top of Marvel's tacky gold car.

"I might as well give them some use." I reply. She gracefully slides off the vehicle, walking next to me. "For a day that's dedicated to your… sensual side, I would think you would reserve lust 'til the next day." I look at my imaginary watch "It's past midnight." she gives my arm a playful shove "You know what I mean. I would expect you to have people to be all boarded up with their significant other, watching some corny movie. And here you are, the very essence of love, walking home from a one night stand." she said hugging herself, making kissing faces.

She knows just as well as I do that I'm both the essences of both love and lust. "There was more than enough love in the world today. Not my fault that monkey chose fucking over dating." a smirk crept on her face when she shook her head at my comment, "You're gross." a deep laugh erupts from my chest "I gave him what he wanted. If you saw what I saw, love wasn't a priority." she rolled her eyes. "But can't you change it? Their lust into love?"

"Why the hell do you care so much?"

She shrugs "I'm just sayin', if it was me, the whole world would be full of love." she says skipping and hugging herself again, a stupid smile on her face. I sigh at her ignorance, speeding my pace up so I don't have to continue this conversation. "Awh, don't be like that." I don't bother slowing down, I just want to go home, shower, and sleep. "Fine! Be that way. See if I care." she called back to me. I tuck my hands into my pockets.

These monkeys could never understand quintessential love, so why should I go out of my way to make sure everyone has it?

(A/N) I know this is suppose to be a CatoxPeeta fic, but I felt this to be a good introduction. Definitely more CxP in the future. Let me know what you guys want to read from this story. And any other type of comments will be appreciated. Thanks for reading!