Metamorphosis

Chapter 19: Chocolate dipped strawberries

Eros dips his finger in the melted chocolate bowl; I slap it away.

"Ouch-"

"Those are for the strawberries!" I exclaimed the picked up the bowl," don't get handsy." 

"You act like I'm going to eat the whole bowl," he chuckles.

"Uh, after I watched you put away those milkshakes, I'm pretty sure this bowl would end up on CSI candy land," I joked. Eros had distracted me by getting me in the kitchen to cook with him. After my sob feast, I was pretty hungry.

"You just focus on your part, mister," I say as I ironically turn and dip my own finger to taste the chocolate.

"Mmm, so good,"

"I heard that."

"That's cause I wanted you to hear it," the words slip through my lips. I snorted laughter as Eros snatches the bowl away, "Hey!" I exclaim as he puts it on top of the fridge.

"That's not fair your tall!"

"Hm, must be hard living down there," he teases; I cross my arms and bump my hip against the fridge, planning for it to land on him, but instead, it splatters on me.

"Ah!"

"Oh, backfire, that sucks," Eros says as he chuckles.

I spoon a chocolate glob in my hand and throw it at Eros. 

"You missed," he said as I wiped the chocolate away from my Eyes, "but damn, do you look good right now."

I feel Eros take some of the chocolate off my shoulder with one of his fingers.

"Oh, come on, don't get pouty,"

"Oh, hun, I don't get pouty," I walk up to him with a hidden chocolate ball in my hand," I get even," I say as I smash it in his face.

"Okay," Eros says as he nods his head, wiping his eyes, then he races towards me, and before I know it, I'm thrown over his shoulder.

"Ah! Hey! Put me down!" I giggle as he runs with me to the bathing room. He sits me on the counter of the sink.

"Ugh, god, I feel so sticky..." I say, and as I look up, Eros has already pulled his shirt off, my eyes glued to his back as his lean muscle bulges, my lower abdomen flutters.

"Oh, Jesus..."

"Hm?" Eros asks; he looks at me.

"I'm nothing. I was thinking about how good the spaghetti was going to taste," I laughed nervously. "Hopefully, we don't burn the sauce."

But I was definitely not thinking about the sauce. This chocolate was probably getting to be a little too much because all I was thinking about was how scratched up I could make Eros back look; my lower abdomen starts pulsating at the thought of it. I had shivers snake down my spine.

"Dove?"

"Hm?"

"Are you alright? You look distracted."

A splatter of chocolate remained on Eros' lip, "uh, you have a little bit left right there," I gestured.

"Oh?" He says, then walks over to me half-naked, "Can you wipe it off for me?"

I swallowed slightly, "Y-Yeah, sure," I say as he plants himself between my legs. I swear to God this man had to know what he was doing...

Or maybe it was just my crazy turned-on self and me. 

As I went to wipe it off, I thought of something else instead, "Hey," I said softly before placing a gentle kiss on his lips. They were so warm and soft I lingered as I part them, then lightly licked off the chocolate.

As we parted, Eros's eyes glowed pink, his eyebrows raised, "Hm, so that's what you were thinking about..."

He says In a sensual tone, but he doesn't pull away from me; instead, he dips his own finger into the chocolate on my shirt and smears it on the nape of my neck; I bite my lip as his hot kiss torch my neck, it didn't help that my neck was one of my go-to stops for getting turned on. Soft moans escape my lips, and I start to whine my hips against his jeans.

His moans weren't rough; they were soft and sensual. He kissed up my neck to my lips and kissed me back. My heart was pounding so fast, and I had never been this turned on in my life. God, I wanted him to take right here, right now. I didn't even care if we were in the bathroom.

"Well damn, I didn't know you guys were this close," A strange voice makes me jump; Eros turns to look at the doorway.

"Brother, you have impeccable timing..." Eros says sarcastically.

"Brother?" I asked; Eros turns to me.

"Yes, love, this is my brother Himeros, the god of unrequited love."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Your brother? I thought Phobos was your brother?"

"Half-brother," Himeros intervene, "You won't see us draping a cloth-like cloak or welding a Scythe; that's for neanderthals," Himeros says.

His clothing catches my eye as a glint of golden thread shimmers around his silk white long sleeve shirt; his pants looked like they were leather. His clothes had no wrinkles, and he was definitely clean-cut. 

"Now on to more important matters, Eros, your glow is showing..." I heard Himeros say as he passed by; Eros seemed to strain as he closes his eyes. His pink glow is gone when he opens them again. Himeros places a hand on him, and Eros's body relaxes; I notice a shimmer of gold underneath Himeros' hand.

"Hm, you've really riled him up, my dear," Himeros says as Eros staggers backward.

"H-Hey!" I slip off the counter to try and grab him before he falls, but Himeros beat me to it. "What's wrong with him?" I ask.

Himeros lays his brother on the rug. He looks up at me with a questioning smile.

"He hasn't told you, has he?"

A clueless look plasters my face, "Told me what?"

"Come with me; he will be fine," Himeros says, and I follow him through the hallway. 

"What's going on? How come he collapsed like that?" I ask as I walk with Himeros.

"Patients, my dear, we're almost there," he says as we turn a corner and come to a black door I had never seen before.

Himeros places his hand on the door, and it glows gold and opens with a slight creak. As I walk in, all I see are different glowing lights in what look like jars.

"Himeros, what is this place?" I ask as I gently pick one up.

"This is what lies behind my brother's masking smile," he says as he sighs," All the souls he's reaped for our mother."

I gasp, dropping the jar; it shatters on the ground, "I-I'm sorry, what?"