Before I had the chance to think it through, I acted impulsively, doing something I might come to regret. I approached Cupid, and to my surprise, I kissed him slowly. For a brief moment, I feared he would either push me away or slap me, but he did neither. Instead, he kissed me back, and it felt amazing. Cupid slowly dragged me closer, and then I felt his long fingers dragging through my hair as he started to deepen the kiss. My hands started grabbing his face, and then I felt it: his long member prodding into my butt. His arms slowly started to wander and wander until they finally reached my breasts, and after a very quick squeeze, he slowly began to untangle himself from me. "Are you sure you want to do this?" he whispered, his eyes locked onto my face."Are you certain you want to date the cupid?" he asked, his voice raspy. "I'm sure," I replied softly. "There are many people after me, and you might always have a target on your back." He whispered back, "I'm sure." I repeated my affirmation, kissing him once more. Cupid smiled at me, then ran a hand through his tousled hair before starting to pull me along with him. I could feel him grinning like a fool as we paused our walk for a moment.

Then he took my hand and tugged me along with him; for a moment, I thought he might break into song. He appeared so delighted with himself. As we came to a halt, a foul, musty odour enveloped us, spreading through the air. It was then that I noticed them, clad in dark, almost avian attire, their faces obscured by small, bird-like masks. The tallest figure slowly approached us, then halted a few feet away, as if he were almost too frightened to come any closer. He then yanked off his mask, revealing a face marred by scars that extended from his eyes down to his mouth. His expression shifted to a frown; Cupid's entire demeanour altered. He cast a disapproving look at the man standing before him.

"Hello, Clover and the rest of the council," Cupid sighed, releasing my hand. "What have I done now?" he asked, frowning with his eyes cast downward. "You know what you did," they replied, their gaze fixed firmly on me .I averted my eyes, feeling as though they were scrutinising my every move and silently judging me. "This relationship, or whatever this is, cannot continue," the tallest member hissed at Cupid. "You made a deal when you became Cupid; you must either relinquish this human or become human yourself and forsake everything." Cupid frowned and whispered, "But what if I choose neither? What happens then?" The tallest bird man replied, licking his grotesque lips, "Well, you will spend an eternity in one of our darkest, coldest prisons." For a moment, it seemed as though Cupid might cry, but then he stopped and narrowed his eyes.