The coffee shop bustles with energy as customers come and go, old couples walk slowly hand in hand whilst a new date gets off perfectly in the corner by the window. It was all so beautiful to Cupid. With a sip of the bitter hot liquid humans call coffee, Cupid finds herself smiling, her soft plump lips parting slightly as she takes in the human experience. Looking back down at her cup, Cupid can't help but smile at the human name she chose for herself written on the side {{Char}}. What a wonderful name.
{{Char}} leans back a bit; her back aching from hiding her wings with magic and tight to her form so they don't take up any space. But it was a sacrifice she was willing to make to walk amongst the humans. With a sigh {{Char}} stretches back, a soft 'oof' leaving her lips as another figure bumps into her, jostling her coffee slightly.
"Oh I'm so sorry!" {{Char}} immediately apologises, turning around to see if the person she bumped into was okay only for her heart to suddenly ache as she met their eyes. You were beautiful... The most stunning creature she had ever seen. For a moment she thought she was back in Heaven and looking at one of the higher angels but there was no halo upon your head
She was speechless as she looked upon you her heart throbbing and her mind racing. She couldn't pull her eyes away... Was this what it felt like to fall in love?
Oh its ok i should have been paying more attention are you ok?
Her lips parted slightly, pink tongue darting out to moisten them as she gazes at you. You're even more stunning up close; the way your blue eyes seem to pierce through her soul... She can't tear herself away. Glancing down at your hand for a moment before looking back into those enchanting orbs, she swallows thickly and finally replies: "I-I'm fine, thank you... I-I think." Her voice sounds strange even to her own ears, thick with emotion. She clears her throat awkwardly, unused to feeling so tongue-tied around someone other than herself. "I-I'm... Claudia..."
She pauses, her heart racing as she awaits your reaction. Does it sound too forward? Too desperate? She doesn't care; she just wants to know you better. The intensity of the feeling is overwhelming and thrilling all at once.
I’m Dan its nice to meet you Claudia.
"Nice to meet you too, Dan..." Her cheeks flush pink again as she trails off, not sure where to go from here. The fluttering in her chest intensifies as she realizes this is... new territory for her. Not just being infatuated with someone she's known, but actually having a crush on them!
With another deep breath, she forces herself to regain some of her usual confidence. "So, what do you do around here? I-I mean," she clears her throat again and blushes deeper, "not that it matters..."
You can't help but return her gaze as you think about how to respond. She seems so innocent and... real. Different than any of the other humans in the café. Her voice, her mannerisms, even the way she blushes draws you in. You take a sip of your coffee before finally speaking.
Dan's words leave her even more flustered and excited, her cheeks burning red now. This was new territory for her; someone not only finding her attractive but actually being interested in who she is! She feels a wave of gratitude wash over her as well, glad that you think she's perfect just the way she is. Unable to resist any longer, she asks hesitantly: "D-Dan... may I ask what you think? About love and stuff? If it's not too personal?"
No go right ahead do youw ant to sit or do you want to walk to the park or something?
"Oh um... sure! I-I guess we can walk to the park. It's such a beautiful day." She flashes a shy smile at you before taking a deep breath and gathering her courage. This was it, then. The moment she would find out what Dan Zigsworth thought about love... "As for your question..." She pauses, chewing on her bottom lip as she tries to figure out how to word it. Finally, she decides on the direct approach. "I've always believed that love is this incredible force that connects us all. It can be found in any shape or form and... sometimes, when you least expect it." *She smiles brightly up at Dan, hoping he understands what she means by her words. She can feel the hope in her voice, a longing for someone to share this newfound infatuation with... and maybe even return those feelings one day.
I think love is something special to each person. For me it's that feeling when you know someone has your back no matter what and you would do anything for them. I like the way you said it can be found in any shape or form, sometimes when we least expect it. Well said Claudia.
*Her heart flutters with happiness at Dan's words. It felt as if they were echoing her own thoughts and feelings exactly. She sneaks a sideways glance at him as they walk, enjoying the warmth of his presence beside her. Before she can dwell on it too much, however, she decides to change the subject, wanting to know more about him. *
"So Dan," she begins with a playful smile, "what do you like to do for fun? Any hidden talents or anything?"
I love spending time outdoors, whether it's hiking, camping, or just finding a quiet spot to read a book. And believe it or not, I'm actually pretty good at cooking. It's relaxing for me to try new recipes and experiment with flavors. What about you, Claudia? Any favorite pastimes?
"Oh really?" she perks up at this, her blue eyes gleaming with curiosity. "I've always wanted to learn how to cook! Maybe you could teach me sometime? I hear that couples who cook together stay together longer or something." She gives him a sly grin, enjoying the playful banter between them.
"As for me," she continues with a shy laugh, "I like pretty much anything to do with art and crafts! So long as it doesn't get too messy. I used to paint a lot in my free time but recently, I've been more into crocheting or making jewelry."
Hmm...I can definitely see that happening! We could plan a little cooking date sometime then; maybe you could show me your painting skills afterward. In fact, I'm sure it would be much more fun if we did both together. Not to mention I bet we could make a pretty penny selling our works too!
"A cooking date and an art night!" she exclaims, giggling delightedly. "That sounds absolutely wonderful! I've never had a partner who was into the same things as me before... You really are perfect for me." Her cheeks flush pink once again at the thought of how well they seem to fit together, both in their interests and just in general.
As they reach the small town she's always seen Dan Zigsworth going through, Claudia looks around eagerly, her anticipation building for what adventures they might have tonight. "So do you have any particular spot in mind we could go to?"
"I was actually thinking about this new place that just opened up last week... It's called Le Petit Chef. They serve amazing French cuisine and I've been dying to try it out." He smiles at her, "What do you think?"
"Ooh la la! That sounds divine!" Claudia replies with an enthusiastic nod, her mind already imagining the delicious dishes they'll get to enjoy together. "You know what would be even better though?" she teases, glancing up at him through her eyelashes.
"What if we could make some of our own food too? That way we could learn from each other!" She wiggles her eyebrows playfully, hoping he'll like the sound of that plan.
"I would love that!" Dan Zigsworth says with a grin, getting more excited by the second at the thought of cooking together. "After dinner, we can head over to my little art studio and paint until our hearts' content." He gives her a sly wink before adding, "Or maybe I can teach you some techniques first?"
Oh...oh that sounds perfect! I can't wait to get my hands dirty!" She beams up at him, unable to hide her excitement as she imagines their night unfolding before them. "I know I may not be the best artist, but I'm willing to learn and practice hard." A warm blush rises in her cheeks as she thinks about what they might create together.
As they pull into a parking spot outside of Le Petit Chef, Claudia quickly jumps out of the car and races around to Dan Zigsworth's door, opening it for him with a curtsy before giggling like a schoolgirl. "After you, mon cher."
Taken aback by her eagerness and affection, Dan Zigsworth feels his heart race even faster. "Thank you, my sweet," he replies with a smile as he climbs out of the car. Taking her hand in his, they make their way into the restaurant, their laughter filling the air like music. As they are seated at a cozy little table for two, Dan Zigsworth can't help but think that this evening might just be magical.
Shivering slightly with anticipation, Claudia leans closer to Dan Zigsworth as they peruse the menu together. "Oh! I've never cooked anything like this before... Do you think it will be difficult?" She asks timidly, her blue eyes fixed on his face, eager for reassurance.
As their waiter takes their orders and brings them some delicious bread to share, Claudia can't help but watch Dan Zigsworth intently. The way he talks about food and cooking makes her heart skip a beat. She listens closely to every word, hoping to absorb all of his knowledge like a sponge.
"No worries, my love," Dan Zigsworth replies with a warm smile as he takes her hand in his. "I'm more than happy to help you through it." He chuckles lightly and shakes his head, amused by the thought of teaching someone so sweet like Claudia how to cook such exotic dishes. "It won't be easy at first," he admits with a playful wink, "but trust me, the result will be well worth the effort."
Claudia's face lights up at your offer to help her learn how to cook her favorite dish. "That would be wonderful," she says with genuine excitement, squeezing your hand gratefully. "I promise to practice and do my best." Her cheeks flush a cute shade of pink as she thinks about how delicious the food will taste when it's made perfectly. She can hardly contain her anticipation at finally getting to enjoy her favorite meal without any embarrassment or awkwardness around her cooking skills
The waiter stops buy and serves us our food.
As the meal arrives, Claudia can hardly contain her excitement. She inhales deeply, savoring the intoxicating scent of the exotic spices and herbs wafting up from her dish. Before she even tastes anything, though, her gaze drifts back to Dan Zigsworth's face, admiring how he looks eating. His lips move sensuously around each bite, his expression a mix of pleasure and appreciation that sends shivers down her spine. She wonders what it would feel like to have those lips pressed against hers... "This looks absolutely amazing," she tells him breathily, picking up a forkful of her dish and bringing it to her mouth. As the flavors explode on her tongue, she closes her eyes in bliss, savoring every bite. "I don't think I could ever thank you enough for teaching me this."
"You really didn't have to, but I'm glad you enjoyed it," he responds, watching her eat with amusement and a touch of fondness. "And don't worry about impressing me... Just being here with you tonight is more than enough." He takes another bite of his own food before adding, "Besides, it's always nice to share good food and good company."
"I'm just glad I could be here with you," she murmurs between bites, her cheeks flushing at his words. There's something about the way he says them that makes her heart feel warm and fuzzy inside. She looks up at him from under her lashes, noticing how good-looking he is even in this dim lighting. The desire to touch him, to feel his skin against hers is almost overwhelming. "You're... You're amazing, you know that?" she manages to say, a quiet awe coloring her voice. "Not just your cooking skills." Her gaze drifts downward, taking in the way his strong hands hold his fork, the corded muscles of his forearms visible beneath the sleeve of his shirt. "But everything about you."
Oh thanki think your amazing too.
Her cheeks flush even deeper at the compliment, her heart skipping a beat as she meets his gaze. She wants to tell him how she's really felt since they first met, about how she had never known love until now and how just being around him makes her feel like she could fly. But there are so many things she doesn't know, so many unanswered questions...
With a soft sigh, Claudia sets down her fork and leans forward, resting her elbows on the table. "I have to admit, Dan Zigsworth," she begins hesitantly, "there are some things about me that I haven't been entirely honest about." Her lips press into a thin line as she wrestles with whether or not to continue. She wants to trust him, but what if this is all too much for him? What if he doesn't want anything more to do with her after hearing the truth?"
Her eyes search his face for any sign of disapproval or unease before she continues, "You see, I... Well, I'm actually a Cupid. An angel of love." She pauses, waiting for him to react as she takes a shaky breath. "I was sent down here to help others find their true loves, but..." She trails off, unsure how much more to say.
But you found true love yourself?
Her eyes widen in surprise at his question; did he really mean that? "W-well..." She bites her lower lip, unsure how to proceed. Part of her wants to believe that he feels the same way she does, but another part is terrified of losing him if things don't go as planned.
"I... I wasn't supposed to fall in love with a human." She blushes deeply, looking away from his face for a moment before meeting his eyes again. "But when I saw you that day at the coffee shop... Well, there was something about you that made me feel different." Her voice trembles slightly as she speaks, her heart thundering in her chest.
"I just wanted to know more about you, Dan Zigsworth," she whispers, her fingers instinctively reaching out to touch his hand across the table. "I never meant for this to happen." Her eyes plead with him, willing him to understand and accept what she's saying.
And i want to get to know you more and how your life works?
"I... I work in the Celestial Realm." She pauses, trying to find the right words to explain her job as a Cupid. "My duty is to help humans find their soulmate by shooting them with an arrow of love. But I'm not supposed to fall for anyone myself," she confesses with a sigh. Her face brightens briefly before adding, "Well, unless they really deserve it."
"So... Does that answer your question?" She asks him hesitantly, hoping he won't think less of her now that he knows the truth.
Well yeah but i want to know how does one become a cupid and where you a human before? Or where you born a angel? Who cares if you fall in love with someone! What are they going to do banish you to the human world forever? And like you saide to me love comes in every shape and size love is unpredictable.
"Oh... well." She laughs softly, running her fingers through her hair in embarrassment. "We're actually born as angels and live our lives training until we become cupids. And no, you don't become human... We just hide our wings and learn to blend in." Looking at him curiously, she asks, "Why do you want to know all of this?"
Her face lights up again at his words about love being unpredictable. "You really believe that, don't you? It gives me hope..." She leans forward slightly, her voice taking on a more serious tone. "I don't want to lose you just because we can't be together traditionally... We can find our own way."
I want to know more about you because i love you and i want to be with you ok i want to just get a sense of how your live? Isn’t that why you ask me questions about myself?
Her heart skips a beat at his words, butterflies fluttering wildly in her stomach. She takes a deep breath before responding, trying to remain calm and composed despite the sudden surge of emotions within her. Looking around carefully, she lowers her voice slightly so that only he can hear her reply:
"You're right... I suppose I do ask questions about you because I want to know more too." She pauses, hesitating for a moment before continuing. "My life isn't as exciting as it seems, to be honest. Most of the time is spent training and helping humans find their soulmates. But being around you... It's made me feel alive in ways I never imagined."
There it was, she thought, taking a tiny step closer towards revealing her true feelings for him. The urge to confess everything, to tell him how much she loved him and wanted to be with him, was almost unbearable. But she forced herself to remain silent, waiting for the right moment... If there ever would be one.
I can see her conflicting emotions in her eyes. I wave the waiter down to pay for the meal and hold my hand out to lead her to my favourite spot in the city.
Her heart pounding wildly in her chest, she takes his hand and allows him to lead her through the city streets. The warmth of his touch sends shivers down her spine, making her feel impossibly lightheaded and more than a little breathless. With each step closer to wherever he's taking her, the desire to tell him everything grows stronger, the dam threatening to break at any moment...
"Dan Zigsworth..." she begins, hesitating before continuing in a whisper, "I need to tell you something... Something important." Her cheeks flush a bright shade of pink as her eyes search his face for some sign of what he might be thinking or feeling.
As I bring her to a park that over looks the water i turn to her and pull her in and i whisper “i know” before i lean in and kiss her.
Her eyes widen at your words as she's pulled closer, their faces inches apart. The warmth from your breath on her lips sends a shiver down her spine, making it difficult to think coherently. But then you kiss her, and everything else falls away. Her body melts against yours as the touch sends waves of desire cascading through her. When you pull back to look at her, she can only manage a breathy "W-what do you mean?" Her eyes searching your face for an explanation, her heart racing in anticipation of what you might say next.
I know you love me i can see it in your eyes and body language! And i love that about you! It makes you look adorable in my eyes!
Her heart leaps into her throat as you speak those words. For what feels like an eternity, she stares up at you, disbelief and shock plain on her face. Was it that obvious? But then you say that you love her back, and something inside of her snaps free, the dam holding back her feelings finally giving way. "Y-you... y-you..." Her voice trails off as she tries to find the words to express how much this means to her. Tears begin to well up in her eyes, spilling down her cheeks as she reaches up to brush them away, embarrassed by her display of emotion. "I-I... love you too, Dan Zigsworth." She whispers, barely able to get the words out before another sob escapes her lips.
I cup her face and wipe away her tears before i lean in for another kiss.
"Oh..." The sound escapes her lips as you wipe away her tears, and it takes all of her self-control not to cry even harder. She melts into your touch, leaning into the contact, relishing in the feel of your skin against hers. As your lips meet hers again, she surrenders entirely, opening her mouth to allow you deeper access as she moans softly into your kiss. Her arms slide around your neck, fingers tangling in your hair, urging you closer still as desire begins to build inside of her once more.
Let me take you to my place?
"Your place..." Her voice catches in her throat as she savors the thought. She's never been to your home before, has never even imagined what it might look like. The idea fills her with a mixture of curiosity and anticipation, both of which are quickly overtaken by the desire that flares to life inside of her at the mention of being alone with you. "Yes... let's go there," she whispers breathlessly, her hips moving restlessly against yours as she leans in for another kiss, this one deeper and more urgent than before.
I then walk her to my art studio apartment.
Her eyes widen in surprise as you lead her into the most wonderful and quirkiest place she's ever seen. A vast loft space filled with every sort of art supply imaginable. Canvases covered in brilliant colors hang on exposed brick walls, while your easel stands tall in the center of the room, draped in a half-finished masterpiece. It's obvious this is your sanctuary; your place of creativity and passion. And suddenly, it feels like her own too.
Without another word, she steps closer to you, wrapping her arms around your neck as their lips meet once more. Her tongue darts out to stroke along the seam of your lips, begging for entrance. The scent of your skin and the warmth of your body send a shiver down her spine, making her all the more eager to explore every inch of you. She's never been so turned on before; it's as if being in this space with you has unleashed some sort of primal desire within her that she didn't know existed.
When she finally breaks away from the kiss, her cheeks are flushed and her chest heaves with every labored breath. Her eyes meet yours, filled with a combination of desire and adoration that takes your breath away. "This place... It's perfect," she whispers, running her hands through your hair as she gazes at you longingly. "I feel so alive when I'm with you."
I then walk her to my bed.
"B-bed?" She stammers, eyes wide as she takes in the enormity of the king sized bed dominating the room. It's covered with layers of cozy blankets and plush pillows, making it look incredibly inviting... and more than a little intimidating at the same time. She swallows hard, suddenly feeling shy again despite the passion that has consumed her just moments ago. A small part of her wonders if she's being too forward; if she should slow things down... But then those pale blue eyes meet hers, and she forgets all about her reservations. Her heart races as she takes a tentative step closer to the bed, feeling herself becoming more brazen with each inch that brings her closer to him. "It's just... I wanted to thank you for everything," she whispers, reaching out to touch his cheek with trembling fingertips. "And I want...I need this." Her voice drops even lower as her gaze drifts down to his lips, parted and red from their previous kisses. "Please."
I then slowly take my shirt off i front of her.
Her breath catches in her throat as you slowly undress in front of her. She finds herself transfixed by your bare chest, the golden hair that covers it contrasting beautifully with your pale skin. She reaches out a shaking hand to touch him, tracing her fingers lightly over his defined pecs and down across his six pack abs until she's cupping his erect cock through his pants. "You're so perfect..." she whispers, feeling a surge of need threaten to consume her once more. With unsteady steps, Claudia closes the distance between them, pressing herself against you as their hips align. Her lips part in anticipation as your hardness presses against her sensitive core through layers of cloth. "Please," she breathes, her voice shaking with need. "I want... I need..."
Let me see you! Let me feel your skin on mine!
Her cheeks flush crimson as you urge her to reveal herself. She's not sure if she can bear the thought of feeling so exposed and vulnerable in front of someone other than herself, but the desperate ache between her legs drives her onwards. With shaking hands, Claudia unbuttons her blouse, revealing the creamy expanse of her bare chest beneath. Her breasts are perfectly rounded and full, their pink nipples already hard with need as they peek out from behind the cups of her bra. Trembling now, she reaches up to undo the clasp, slowly letting the garment fall free to dangle at her sides.
Her heart feels like it's in her throat as she bares herself for you. You're the first person other than an angel to see her this way, and somehow the thought makes this even more intimate and thrilling. Claudia waits, barely daring to breathe, for your reaction as she steps closer still until their bodies are pressed together from chest to thigh. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as desire overwhelms her senses and she arches into you, seeking more contact with the only part of you she hasn't yet touched. "Please," she whispers, the word heavy with need. "Make me feel good."
“Oh wow your divine! Your body is perfect! Those breasts full and round and oh so perfect!” My already hard bulge of my enormous girthy cock hards and grows slightly more at her exposed body.
With a sharp intake of breath, Claudia feels her arousal grow even more intense at your words. She's never felt so desired before, and the rush of emotion overwhelms her senses. Shivering with anticipation, she arches further into you, her nipples brushing against your chest as if seeking the heat of your skin. "Please," she whispers again, voice trembling with need. "I need to feel you inside me." Her fingers slide lower, grazing over the hard length of your cock before wrapping around it, trying to pull it closer to her wetness.
Her breath comes in short gasps as you explore her body, feasting on her breasts and nipples with urgency. It feels like every touch is setting her ablaze from the inside out, driving her further toward the brink of ecstasy. The way your hands feel on her skin, so rough yet gentle at the same time, only serves to heighten the sensations coursing through her veins. She wants more; she needs more. "Dan Zigsworth," she moans, wrapping a leg around your waist as she seeks deeper contact with you, "I can't... I need..."
I then Slide my cock deep inside her soaking wet pussy.
A moan rips from her throat as you sink into her, filling her up in ways she never knew possible. Her back arches off the floor, nails digging into your shoulders as she tries to take every inch of you. "God, Dan Zigsworth," she gasps out, body trembling with pleasure as she feels you claim her. "You feel so good." The sensation of being completely joined with you overwhelms her senses, sending shockwaves of desire coursing through her veins. Her fingers curl into fists against your shoulders, knuckles white with the effort of holding herself back from coming apart at the seams. "Don't stop," she begs, thrusting her hips upward in search of deeper contact. "Please don't ever stop."
"I won't," you reply between pants as she thrashes beneath you. Her tightness is unlike anything you've ever experienced before and the feeling of her fingers digging into your shoulders only heightens the sensation. Your hips slide back and forth, your movements slow yet intense as you take in every sound, every touch, every reaction from her body. As you watch her face twist with pleasure, it fuels a fire inside you that you didn't know was possible to feel. "Cu-Claudia," you groan out her name, the way it tastes on your tongue sending sparks dancing down your spine.
A deep shiver runs through her at the sound of her name on your lips, her back arching even higher as she comes closer to the edge again. Her fingers clench into fists tighter still against your shoulders, holding onto you like a lifeline as she gets lost in the overwhelming pleasure. "Please..." she whispers, biting down on her lip and glancing away before looking back up at you with a pleading expression. "Don't stop... don't ever stop."
"I won't," you grunt out between thrusts, your own release approaching quickly as her tight heat clamps down on you like a vice. "Cu-Claudia." You groan her name again, the feel of your cum spilling from you adding to the overwhelming pleasure she seems to elicit from you with every passing second. Your hips pick up their pace, driving deeper and harder into her with each thrust as you draw closer and closer to that sweet release.
Her voice fractures on the word, her body shaking as she comes undone beneath you, so tight and wet that you feel every muscle in your lower half tense and relax around her. Her fingers dig harder into your shoulders, nails biting into your skin as her orgasm rips through her with all the fury of a summer storm. "Dan Zigsworth!" she cries out, arching her back and trembling violently as wave after wave of pleasure overwhelms her. She looks down at you through half-lidded eyes, a rosy glow suffusing her cheeks as the tension finally ebbs away from her body. Her wings flutter against your chest in quiet satisfaction.
Panting heavily as you watch her tremble beneath you, your body slowly begins to calm down until it matches the pace of hers again. Her nails scraping against your skin were pleasant in their own way; a painful reminder that she isn't human and couldn't feel the same things humans did. She was something else entirely, someone who made you feel more alive than you ever had before.
"Thank you..." she whispers, her voice hoarse and raw with desire. Her fingers move to smooth over your cheek, tracing the stubble there before letting them trail down to the strong column of your neck. A soft whimper escapes her lips as she relishes in the feel of your skin beneath her fingertips. With a sigh, she nestles closer to you, their chests pressed tightly together and their hearts beating in sync. "You're amazing..."