Cupid(Karin) goes through an unforeseen trial judged by Zeus(Kazune) to gain her place among the gods.
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Panting, Cupid held on to her small bag as if for dear life. She had gone (literally) through hell to get the items within it, and it definitely hadn't been easy.
Her intention was to bring the items back to Olympus within 3 days of being told to get them, but being such a weak little girl with nothing but her arrows, strong heart, and determination, it would take much longer.
And it had. Cupid hadn't seen Olympus in at least a week and a half.
The thought that Zeus would have it marked in his palace that it took her 10 days to gather 3 items from only 1 location would definitely ruin the glory of the reward Cupid was supposed to receive – a place in Olympus as a goddess.
When Aphrodite, her mother, had realized having a daughter and being an unmarried goddess would become a problem, Aphrodite left her on the streets of Olympus. Cupid had been raised by a young couple for a short while before they had taken her to an orphanage.
Since then, Cupid had claimed Aphrodite was her mother, but became a popular outcast for saying such a thing. Saying you were the offspring of a god or goddess was considered extremely disrespectful to that god, and Cupid had no way to prove Aphrodite was her mother accept for her birthmark.
The mark was a hidden one, however, right under her belly, and people immediately refused to see it, of course.
And trying to get people to see a birthmark under in an area underneath her underwear only made her look worse. For years Cupid begged the people to realize who she truly was, but they only pushed her away and rejected her.
Fortunately and unfortunately for her, few people began to realize as Cupid grew into a very small, yet beautiful woman that she was starting to resemble Aphrodite in all of her features.
A report had been brought to the palace, asking Aphrodite if she had lost her child a long time ago, and Aphrodite immediately said she had never once conceived.
"I'm not even married yet, of course I would have never had a child, silly." Cupid told Hermes, who had brought the message, and he returned it to the people of the city, who laughed in Cupid's face.
Shortly after Cupid's 18th birthday, Zeus had brought up the subject once again and ordered his gods to bring the so called daughter of Aphrodite to him so he could see her.
He instantly realized the rumors were true and took pity on the poor girl.
Though she wore clothes that were practically rags and her pale, beautiful skin was slightly bruised and dirty, he saw the beauty and power of a goddess in her eyes and all over.
Zeus sighed and told Cupid he would give her a chance to prove her worth if she would retrieve a few items from the underworld. He hated himself shortly after her face brightened in delight and she agreed, because any one could tell this small and fragile girl would get herself into any kind of danger.
And Cupid didn't seem to be so smart, either.
But Zeus could tell by her determination that she would get somewhere. Her tasks weren't easy, but Cupid proved she had strong will.
1 year later, Zeus told Cupid to begin her trial.
10 days later, Cupid returned, agitated, tired, and beaten.
Her heart was pounding incessantly. She would have been running to Mount Olympus to give Zeus his items if she weren't sore and utterly exhausted. Instead, she staggered toward the palace, her long blonde hair a total mess and her soft green eyes sparkling with anticipation and victory.
She had done it!
Once she handed over the bag, her whole life would change. She would laugh from her throne down at the people who had mistreated her and watch them as they apologized and begged for her forgiveness.
What should I say when Zeus asks how I've done it?
Cupid blushed. She definitely hadn't gotten into any brutal fights or ran at a hell hound full on. She wasn't skilled with any other weapon but a bow and arrow, but being kind-hearted, she would have hated to kill something with something like that. Instead, she blessed her arrows to help it's target feel overcome with joy and love.
And that's exactly what Cupid had done. Each time an enemy drew it's sword or bared it's teeth, ready to kill her, Cupid quickly pulled back her heart arrow and let it loose.
Once the arrow struck, Cupid would ask her "enemy" for help. The enemy would obey, totally in love with her, and assist her in any way possible.
Cupid wasn't sure any one would call running away from thousands of demons under a love spell until she passed through the gates to Olympus "heroic" but it was the best she could do. After all, Zeus hadn't asked for her to kill anyone.
Slowly, Cupid staggered through the doors to Mount Olympus , ignoring the palace guards as they shouted at her to wait until they alerted the king she had arrived.
Instead, Cupid only picked up the pace, speed walking through the palace until she reached Zeus' throne room door and burst through it.
Zeus had felt her presence when she'd arrived in Olympus, though anyone could guess it was Cupid that had arrived from the ruckus going on outside his throne room door, so when she burst through it, he only glanced at her.
"Oh. It's you. Funny, I'd almost forgotten you even left since you've been gone soooo long."
Though he spoke in an annoyed tone, Zeus was biting back a sigh of relief. He was afraid she'd gotten herself killed. He wanted to scold her for making him, a King, worry over someone who wasn't even royalty.
Yet.
Cupid fumed, "Sorry, your highness, but I didn't come her to be made fun of. I've brought your items – the eye of a hell hound, this necklace stolen from a demon, and a crystal from Hades' crown. Now please, give me my place among the gods!"
Cupid staggered through the throne room toward his throne, ignoring once again the guards who reached out to hold her back, but Zeus quickly shot the guards a glare, his frost blue eyes glowing with small flickers of lightening.
The guards realized the unspoken threat of being roasted alive by electricity if they had laid even a finger on her and drew back, closing the throne room door behind them.
Zeus waved off the maids and guards surrounding him, something he'd never done before.
Once they were finally alone, Cupid tossed Zeus the bag, her eyes full of determination never leaving his now gentle ones.
Instead of looking through the bag to confirm she'd gathered all that he'd asked her to retrieve, he tossed it over his shoulder and smirked at her shocked expression.
Rage crossed over Cupid's flawless features and Zeus took in her enraged, yet adorable expression.
He rested his chin in a hand, gazing at her, and for a moment, Cupid blushed before exploding.
"What the- why would you do that?! Do you know what I went through to get that?! I know it may not have any importance to you, but at least l-"
Zeus held up a hand to silence her, "I believe you brought what I asked for. Someone with beautiful eyes of determination would never come back without something they needed, don't you think?"
Realizing he'd just complemented her, Cupid looked away for a brief moment and swallowed the rest of her sentence.
"I guess not, but-"
"Ah, young Cupid, you have certainly proved your worth and you have full credit." Zeus was laughing on the inside. The trials he'd put the gods and goddesses through for them to prove their own worth had actually been more difficult than anyone could have imagined, but Cupid being so young and fragile, he had to take at least a little bit of pity on her.
She would definitely be angry with him if he'd told her.
"Well, then... what will I be?" Cupid's evergreen eyes lit up in excitement, "Queen of love? The goddess of beauty? Oh, wait... I guess that's already taken... uh... the goddess of forbidden love, maybe..."
Zeus' heart practically leaped at the joyous look on her face, but he wanted something more from her.
"Hold on." he held up his hand again, smirking, "You have one last trial left."
Cupid's happiness disappeared, just like that, and she fumed once again, "You can't be serious! Do you know how frustrating it is to have to-"
Zeus held out his hand toward her and motioned her forward.
Cupid stared at the long space between them for a second and glanced around to make sure he was motioning her forward instead of someone else.
When Zeus gave a look of annoyance for not being immediately obeyed, he flicked his wrist. Lightening struck, landing right behind Cupid, making her jump and race over to Zeus, closing the distance between them.
Once she was only a few feet away from him, Zeus held out his hand and Cupid stared at it shyly for a moment before taking it.
Once her smaller hand was in his, Zeus lightly grasped it and reached forward with his free hand to snatch her and pull her into his lap.
Cupid gasped as he pulled her into his arms and leaned down to kiss her on her lips.
Shocked, she stared at the young king with wide eyes.
Technically, she wasn't disgusted, Zeus may have been immortal and thousands of years old, but his appearance left him to look only a few years older than her.
When Zeus pulled away to smirk at her, Cupid felt an odd sensation that felt like electric jolts coursing through her body. She looked up at Zeus in wonder.
"Why... why did you do that?" Cupid struggled in his arms, embarrassed beyond belief and wanting to get out of his gentle, warm embrace before she started to feel even more awkward.
"Just one more trial, and I promise, you will have your place among the gods. But you will have to surrender yourself to me for as long as I say."
Cupid stared into his eyes that were filled of something she couldn't explain, but he didn't seem to be planning anything bad.
When she swallowed and slowly nodded, Zeus quickly stood, holding her small form in his arms and carried her out of his throne room. Cupid blushed as the guards standing around the palace walls stared at Zeus in wonder. He never met their eyes, but held a stone faced expression as he carried Cupid to his bed chambers.
When he kicked open the door and closed it behind him, Cupid took a look at the large, romantic themed bed in the center and blushed when she realized what the trial really was.
"Uh... Zeus..." she said nervously as he walked over to the bed side and dropped her onto the soft mattress. He immediately pulled himself over her, resting his arms and legs on either side of her to hold her in place, pinning her.
Zeus stared down at the beautiful girl staring shyly up at him and gently ran his hand down her cheek until he began to trace circles on her chest, admiring her torn dress.
When he saw her tremble, he leaned down to kiss her gently, passionately. After he pulled away, he noticed Cupid had closed her eyes, leaning upward as if she was trying to savor the kiss for as long as possible. Her cheeks were flushed pink and her chest rose and fell with every breath she took and let go.
"Do not fear me, little goddess," Zeus whispered when she opened her eyes to look at him. He cupped her cheek with a free hand, "The last thing I want to do is hurt you, my love."
He called me "his love!" No way, he couldn't mean..
Zeus leaned down to kiss her again, but it was a moment before Cupid could respond. She curiously moved her lips against his. Zeus admired her curiosity and let her do as she pleased with the exploration.
It wasn't long, however, before Zeus began to slowly push her lips apart in gentle open mouthed kisses. Cupid gasped when he began to lick and bite her bottom lip. She opened her mouth so their tongues could meet and the two began to exchange saliva. Zeus was careful and held himself back, moving slowly so she could get used to his slow caresses.
When they pulled away, Cupid gasped for air and began to pant. She stared up at Zeus with half lidded eyes and reached upward to cup his cheeks with shaking hands, leaning upward to crash her lips to his again.
Zeus smiled against her lips before slowly removing Cupid's dress from her shoulders and pulling it down her body. Once it had slipped off, Cupid gasped and covered up her modesty, pulling away from Zeus immediately and turning on her side. She blushed and shut her eyes tightly, feeling out of place under her king, revealing her body she thought wasn't womanly at all.
Zeus took in her womanly curves and small, perky breasts, determined to see the spot that was still covered with her panties. He kissed her cheeks and slowly pushed her back onto the bed so she was on her back and discarded his clothing to make her feel less embarrassed.
"You're so beautiful, my sweet Cupid..." Zeus looked up at her with questioning eyes as he put his hands on her hips to pull down her panties. Instead of resisting, Cupid lifted her hips so he could pull them down her legs.
Zeus threw the panties over his shoulder, ignoring wherever it went and pulled Cupids hands from over chest to pin them over her head with one hand.
With his free hand, Zeus cupped her small, perky breasts and kissed the nipple of the other.
"Ah!" Cupid closed her eyes as he caressed her chest and kissed all over. "W...wait, I..."
Zeus let go over her breast to trail a hand down her body, resting above the small heart under her belly.
Damn Aphrodite for being such a narcissistic witch. He barely knew the woman, but anyone who could rejected their child so they would look like a better person was probably pure evil.
Cupid gasped as Zeus' hand traveled lower until he cupped the moist spot between her legs intimately.
"Zeus..!"
"Naughty girl... you're already wet, yet you ask me to wait?" Zeus smiled softly and his hand explored her clit and outer lips until she was bucking her hips underneath him.
Cupid was beginning to feel strange, like something was about to happen, but she relaxed and let the pleasuring feelings consume her.
She threw her head back violently, squirming her hips and crying out Zeus' name as she convulsed.
Zeus carefully slid a finger inside of her to see how tight she was and bit his lip when she winced from the pain of the intrusion. If this pained her, she would definitely bleed during penetration.
Zeus began to move his finger in and out of her, whispering reassurance into her ear before she could get used to his finger. When she started moaning and tightening around his finger, he pushed in a second, and then a third until she came undone once again.
Zeus slid his fingers out of her to lick her sweet juices before leaning down to taste them from their direct source.
Cupid gasped and reached down to slid her fingers into Zeus' soft, long blonde hair as she writhed in pleasure. Afterward, Zeus pulled up to look at her and lowered himself between her legs, lining himself up at her entrance.
Cupid stared with wide eyes down at Zeus' length and Zeus noticed the hesitation and fear in her voice.
"Will.. will it... go inside..?" she blushed at the question and Zeus caressed her cheek gently.
"Of course."
"Ple...please be gentle."
"Why wouldn't I be?"
Zeus slid a hand into hers and let her squeeze it to calm her. With the other, he reached between them to pull her petals apart before slowly pushing inside of her. Cupid threw her head back and screamed out Zeus' name, tears flowing down her cheeks as he continued to fill her until she felt their thighs touching.
Zeus felt blood trickling down both of their legs and leaned down to kiss her, whispering his apology for hurting her.
"It hurts! Ahhh!" Cupid gripped the bed underneath her and stiffened as Zeus adjusted their position to make her more comfortable.
"I promise it will feel better."
Zeus stayed as still as possible as Cupid adjusted to his size and when she felt the pain subside, she wrapped her legs around his waist and he leaned down to kiss her before slowly pulling out of her.
Cupid winced as he began to gently thrust in and out of her. It wasn't long before she was feeling pleasure in the areas their bodies were combining into one.
"It's starting to feel... ahhh... hah... Zeus... it..." Cupid moaned and tried to bite her lip to stop her mewls from slipping out, but it was useless. Zeus' movementsbecame more erotic as she begged and pleaded for him to move faster. Cupid lifted her hips to meet his much quicker as he thrust inside of her.
"Zeus..." Cupid cried out, clenching around him once. "I... I feel strange...nn..." she shut her eyes tight.
"I understand." Zeus grabbed Cupid's beautiful legs and pulled them over his shoulders to get better access to her. He jerked his hips in and out of her, picking up the pace as their climaxes approached.
Cupid screamed as she came, squeezing both of Zeus' hands.
Zeus followed soon after, exploding deep inside of her womb before pulling out of her and collapsing next to Cupid. She rested her head on his chest as he pulled the covers over the both of them.
Cupid struggled to keep her eyes open, feeling sleepy.
"The... the trial's over, right... then... then..."
Zeus smiled softly, pushing her long hair out of her face as she closed her eyes.
"That's correct, my sweet. You have earned your place among the gods."
"What... will I be...?" Cupid asked as her heart calmed down.
"My wife, Queen of Olympus if you accept. Marry me, sweet Cupid.."
Cupid had made the decision as soon as she thought of why she shouldn't in the first place.
"Then... I accept..." she whispered as she fell into a dream filled of long white dresses and her new lover.
