Welcome to the Wednesday Briefers
flash group. The short stories have a maximum of a 1000 word count plus links
at the bottom to the other flashers. The prompts for this week are going to be geared
toward Valentine's Day:
"Love makes the world go
round"
or use hearts
or Cupid
or "If ever I would leave
you..."
or "I give to you and you give
to me.... true love..."
or anything having to do with
Valentine's day and candy!
Loving the God of Love
Cupid, otherwise known as Cam, fired
his last arrow of the evening. Today was Valentine’s Day and he’d been working non-stop
for the last two weeks, making humans fall in love. Turning away from the last
couple, he blew out a breath. Here he was, the one and only God of Erotic Love,
and he’d forgotten to get his own mate a Valentine’s gift. What the hell was
wrong with him?
“Stupid. Just plain stupid.”
Cupid hoisted his quiver over his
shoulder, folded his pure white wings, and disappeared into the shadows.
Closing his eyes, he allowed his human form to take shape. Gone was the
innocent, curly-top youthful-looking boy. In his place stood a smoldering, sexy
human with shoulder-length, streaky blond hair, turquoise eyes, and a body to
die for.
“What the hell am I going to do?”
Cam stood on what was known as The
Strip in downtown Las Vegas, looking around. The stores were picked clean, and
trying to find anything that even resembled a flower at this point would take
an act of the gods. He was totally screwed.
His mate, Jeff Mayfield, was going
to kill him, and he didn’t blame Jeff one bit. Jeff owned The Palms in Las
Vegas, so he could order up a special dinner, maybe check the shops at the
casino to see what hadn’t been picked over. Cam grunted as he walked to his
car, ashamed of himself. Yeah, he’d really gone out of his way, hadn’t he?
Even his friend Mo, better known as
Morpheus, God of Dreams, had repeatedly warned him time was getting away, and
he hadn’t listened. He and Jeff hadn’t been mated long, and Jeff deserved
better. But, by Hades, what did you get someone who had more than enough money,
was now immortal, and wielded power as easily as he brushed his teeth?
“Loser,” he mumbled, driving toward
home. “You are such a loser.”
The infamous Cupid had really
dropped the ball this time. He parked in Jeff’s personal garage and made his way
to their private entrance. Fuck, he was so screwed.
*
* * *
“He’s here, boss.” Zygi, Head of
Security at The Palms, held his cell as he watched Cam walk toward the
elevators on the video feed. “Just parked, as a matter of fact.”
“Thanks, Zygi. Take the rest of the
night off and go have fun with Mo. How about the four of us meet up for
breakfast at 24/7… say about ten am? That give you enough time in the morning?”
Jeff stood and surveyed the room. Everything was… perfect.
“Sounds like a plan. And thanks for
the night off. I got some new equipment I want to try out on my boy.”
Jeff laughed. “Just make sure Mo can
sit at the table tomorrow.”
“Oh, he will, just not sure how comfortable he’ll be while doing it.” Zygi
snorted. “Yours is on his way up, boss. See you tomorrow.”
“Bye.” Jeff disconnected and looked
at the room. The lights were on low, soft music played, three dozen red roses
waited at the table, his best china was sparkling in the candle light, with a
meal waiting to be served. Now all he needed was his lover.
His God of Love needed some loving
himself tonight. How often did someone take time to treat Cupid to a special
date, offer him flowers and candy, or just take the time to care for the god
himself? Making humans fall in love, especially on Valentine’s Day, was Cupid’s
job, but had anyone ever treated Cupid
to a special Valentine’s Day?
He damn sure planned to.
“Come on, babe, get that fine ass up
here so we can start the night.” Jeff’s breath hitched when he heard the door
to his penthouse open. Time to get the show on the road.
“Oh dear gods…” Cam stood, staring
at the lovely set up.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, Cupid.” Jeff
moved closer, gently pushing Cam against the door. His lips teased across Cam’s
mouth, a barely there kiss that left his dazed mate groaning for more. He
actually managed to still that sharp tongue, no little feat. Many who knew Cam
knew how cutting he could be when mad. Ask Zygi.
Cam covered his face with both
hands. “I’m such an ass, Jeff. I don’t deserve all this. Gods, I didn’t even
get you—”
Jeff cupped Cam’s face, his thumb
tracing Cam’s cheekbone as he placed another gentle kiss on pretty red lips.
“Hush. I know how hard you’ve been working, babe. And I had to wonder, has
anyone ever done something for Cupid on his special day?
Cam shook his head, eyes wide as he
looked around.
Jeff rubbed his erection against his
lover, then grabbed Cam by the hand and pulled him toward the table. “Thought
not. So, come on in and let me give Cupid his
Valentine’s. I ordered all your favorites too. After dinner, we’ll take a dip
in the hot tub, then move things on to the bedroom. I have plans for some of those
roses.” He stopped and looked at Cam. “Love you, sweetheart.”
Cam eyed the roses on the table. “I
believe I can think up a few things to do with those flowers… involving the
petals and your cock. Great Zeus, Jeff, this is beautiful. I-I… thank you, babe.
You have no idea how… how… moved I am by all this. No one has ever… I love you
too. So much.”
“Yeah? Well then, later you can toss
my ass on the bed and show me. But for right now, let me take care of you. Later, you can make me scream.” Jeff waved his hand toward
the table. “Dinner is served, lover. I hope this is a Valentine’s Day you never
forget, my god of Love.”
*
* * *
Neither male heard the Hags of Fate
giggle with happiness.
Don’t forget to visit the other briefers! Hope you
guys enjoyed seeing Cam and Jeff again lol. Since Cam is Cupid, it just seemed
to fit.
For anyone new, the characters are from Perfect, book #2 in The Gods series. If interested, you can find Perfect at Dreamspinner Press: http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=3530
Happy Valentine's Day everyone!
