“Ladybird and I are both wearing black, and I thought you might want to match,” I suggest.
“Help me put it on,” he says, removing his bowtie and leaning forward so I can wrap it around his neck.
My hands tremble slightly, and I just have to talk to calm my nerves. “Is it weird she still cleans your house after all this time?” I ask.
“Not really. I think Candy needs something to keep her busy, and I wanted the house to feel a little less empty.”
I’m looping the tie as I look up at him. “I’m hoping you don’t feel that way for much longer.”
Cupio grabs my wrists after I have the black tie perfectly straight. It’s a beautiful contrast to his pink suit and skin.
“No, I don’t feel that way any longer,” he whispers, leaning down and giving me a chaste kiss on the lips.
It’s odd how similar yet different Cupio and Ladybird are, but yet, I can’t seem to stop craving them both.
A feminine clearing of a throat has Cupio pulling away and we both turn to face the entrance of the pantry. Ladybird is standing there, looking like the most gorgeous creature I’ve ever seen. The black dress I sent her illuminates her skin and features. She glances at the two of us and smiles.
“What do you think?”
“Wow,” both Cupio and I reply at the same time.
“Perfect, that’s just what I was going for. You two look handsome as ever,” she says, eating us both up with her eyes.
Cupio looks down at his watch and sighs. “I have to get there early to greet everyone from the new realms. I can meet you both after the opening ceremony?”
I can tell Ladybird is irritated that he has to do additional work, but just shakes her head.
Cupio squeezes my shoulder and kisses Ladybird on the cheek.
“I’m all yours tonight, Birdie,” he whispers before leaving his home and heading to the party.
I lean against a shelf and admire Ladybird for another few minutes before speaking. “You hate that he works so much, don’t you?”
“I hate his job period. Just because he was the first doesn’t mean that he should have to rule the realm till the end of time. It’s an exhausting, thankless job. All these other cupids do is take and take. None of them even consider how much work he’s put into making Cupidale what it is, or why we have such a great life. He deserves far more than this realm or his son has ever given him.”
“Well, then we will just have to show him how thankful we are tonight,” I remind her, and her lips twitch.
“Speaking of thankful. I got you a present.”
“You didn’t have to get me anything. I got you the dress because I wanted to.”
“Yes, and this gift is just as much for me as it is for you,” she says, pulling out a glittery pink bag and handing it to me.
My eyebrows furrow as I take out the pink box and remove the lid. My mouth parts as I look down at the shiny, rose gold cock cage. I squint at the base where I see the engraved script.
Property of Birdie
“Best gift ever,” I say with a smile, which she returns.
“I want you to wear it tonight.”
“What? Like later?” I ask, holding the cage and inspecting the size. How did she guess my flaccid cock size so well?
“No,” she says, approaching me and gliding her hand over my slacks before grabbing my hardening cock. “I want you to wear it all night tonight, so if anyone’s curious, they know who you belong to.”
“Touching me like that isn’t helping the cause, Birdie,” I groan and she laughs.
“My poor, sweet, reaper. You want to make me happy, don’t you?”
