| Title: It�s all Aphrodite�s fault Author: HB Fandom: Xena Pairing: Joxer/Ares, Cupid/Strife Rating: NC-17 Category: slush (that�s not a typo) Archive: yes to JLA and RCOS, others let me know Warnings: Newbie fic, be warned!!! LOL Spoilers: None really, unfortunately I�ve seen very few Xena�s :( Disclaimer: I disclaim x-b Thanks to Christine for the help and encouragement and letting me use the survey idea It�s All Aphrodite�s Fault � Hi honey, I�m home,� Strife said with a smirk as he materialised in front of his lover, who was currently lounging on a couch, dazedly fingering a scroll. Cupid looked up at Strife and grinned wickedly, � Whatcha still doing over there then?� Strife grinned back and leapt on his lover, pushing him back against the couch. He dipped his head, claiming Cupid�s mouth in a fierce kiss. Cupid moaned in response, sliding his hand round the back of Strife�s head to pull him closer. He then reluctantly pushed his lover away. � Later.� He couldn�t help grinning at Strife�s look of utter shock and disappointment. � I got something to show you, baby.� He gently stroked Strife�s cheek, then held out the scroll. � What is it?� Strife asked curiously, somewhat mollified. � I was at mom�s, waiting to drop off Bliss, and I got bored, so I did a little nosing around when I found this,� said Cupid. � Do you remember those stupid surveys she sent out a while back?� Strife nodded, frowning. � Well, guess whose this is,� Cupid smirked. Strife thought for a moment, and then a slow smile spread across his Face. � You nevah? Unc�s?� Cupid nodded enthusiastically. � I can�t believe he�d bother to fill one out!� � I know,� Cupid replied, � Not really Pops� style, but here it is. Want me to read it to you?� Strife nodded and settled himself on the couch, pillowing his head on Cupid�s lap. � You don�t suppose mom filled one out, do you?� Strife asked. � I don�t know, maybe. I stopped looking when I saw this one,� he paused. � I�m sorry, I should have thought to look.� � Nah, s�ok,� said Strife, �just wishful thinkin�.� Cupid squeezed his shoulder gently. � Come on love, this�ll cheer you Up. There�s quite a few surprises.� � �Kay,� said Strife, his reply muffled from where his lips were busy on Cupid�s skin. Cupid squirmed slightly. � Strife, come on dude, you need to hear this. I can�t concentrate with you doing that,� Cupid was hanging on to his self control by a thread. Strife sighed, � Okay, okay, I�m stopping. This had better be good.� � Oh it is, now listen,� Cupid started reading. � NAME: Ares SEX: Male AGE: ageless HOME: Temple of War, Mt Olympus HEIGHT: tall as I want to be EYES: brown HAIR: black FAVOURITE SMELL: The smell of burning pitch in the morning WORST FEELING IN THE WORLD: Hercules or Xena messing with my plans BEST FEELING IN THE WORLD,� Cupid paused, he still couldn�t quite believe what he was reading, he put a hand on Strife�s head, ready for his reaction. � Well, go on,� said Strife impatiently. � BEST FEELING IN THE WORLD: Watching Joxer,� Cupid stopped and pushed Strife back down onto his lap. � What?� Strife eventually managed to spit out. � Wait till the end,� said Cupid. He waited for Strife to nod before continuing, � WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THOUGHT OF WHEN YOU WOKE UP THIS MORNING? Joxer and he�s not a thing FAVORITE FOODS: Ambrosia, fish THINGS TO DO ON THE WEEKENDS: Piss off Hercules, Xena and especially her annoying friend DO YOU GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS? No comment DO YOU SLEEP WITH STUFFED ANIMALS? �Dite give me a break! IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY KIND OF PET, WHAT WOULD IT BE? Ha! I got Strife for that,� Cupid stopped as Strife sat up again, this time fuming. � I resent that,� he shouted. � Shh, chill,� said Cupid, pushing him back down and stroking his hair gently. � You know dad doesn�t mean that.� � How do I know that?� said Strife quietly. � He took you in. He brought you up, that�s more than he did with me,� Cupid replied sadly. � Yeah, I guess, but I know he loves ya,� Strife squeezed his lover�s knee. � Yeah, I know, and he loves you too, even if he doesn�t show it,� said Cupid. Strife snorted, � Yeah, like evah!� Cupid cuffed Strife�s head, before clearing his throat to continue. � IF YOU COULD BE ANY KIND OF ANIMAL, WHAT WOULD IT BE? Lion IF YOU COULD MEET ANYONE ALIVE OR DEAD, WHO WOULD IT BE? Joxer�s dad, so I could kick his ass.� � What�s all that about?� asked Strife in confusion. � Apparently, Joxer�s father thought Joxer needed punishment to become a better warrior, so he used him as a punching bag,� replied Cupid. � Ouch,� said Strife, he wanted to ask more, but the survey had more than piqued his curiosity. � WHAT IS YOUR SIGN? Aries GUYS- IF A GIRL ASKED YOU FOR THE SHIRT OFF YOUR BACK WOULD YOU GIVE IT TO HER? Nope, now if Joxer asked� WHAT IS YOUR OCCUPATION? God of War IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY JOB YOU WANTED, WHAT WOULD IT BE? Joxer�s fucktoy,� Cupid giggled when Strife choked. He had to wait several minutes for Strife to recover, patting his back gently. � Okay, okay, I�m okay, go on,� gasped Strife. Cupid grinned and leaned down to kiss him gently, pulling away teasingly when Strife tried to pull him closer. � IF YOU COULD MAKE YOUR HAIR ANY COLOUR, WHAT WOULD IT BE? What�s wrong with black?� Cupid valiantly tried to ignore the cheek which was rubbing against his rapidly hardening cock and the hand stroking his thigh. He shifted slightly and cleared his throat. � Go on,� Strife purred, grinning mischievously. � WHAT�S ON THE WALLS OF YOUR ROOM/TEMPLE? War tapestries, black wall hangings. Yeah, yeah, ok, a picture of Joxer, without that fucking armour,� Cupid stopped when Strife stopped moving. Strife turned onto his back and frowned up at Cupid. � I wonder where that is?� he asked. Cupid shrugged. � Probably his bedroom, that�s the only place neither one of us is allowed,� he said thoughtfully. Strife grinned wickedly, � That�ll have to change,� Cupid chuckled at his lover. � Go on, I want to hear more,� he grinned at Cupid. � IS THE CUP HALF-EMPTY OR HALF-FULL? What? ARE YOU A RIGHTY, LEFTY OR AMBIDEXTROUS? Ambi with weapons, otherwise lefty WHAT�S UNDER YOUR BED? There ain�t no under to my bed IF YOU WERE SOMEONE ELSE, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOURSELF? Hell yeah WHO ARE YOU ENVIOUS OF? Joxer�s friends WHAT WAS THE BEST SOLSTICE GIFT YOU EVER RECEIVED? An offering and prayer from Joxer WHAT WAS THE WORST SOLSTICE GIFT YOU EVER RECEIVED? Hercules� birth NAME ONE PERSON YOU WOULD CALL A FRIEND? Ummmm NAME ONE PERSON YOU WOULD CALL AN ENEMY? Jerkules as Strife would say *smirk* DO YOU LIKE GUYS, GIRLS OR BOTH? Both ARE YOU A VIRGIN? Ha! HAVE YOU EVER BEEN IN LOVE? Um, I�m guessing you already know that DESCRIBE YOUR DREAM WEDDING: can you marry a guy?� � Gods, he�s actually thought that far?� exclaimed Strife. Cupid laughed and shrugged. � WHAT�S FAVORITE SEXUAL POSITION? Topping WHO IS THE ONE PERSON YOU WOULD LIKE TO TAKE TO BED? Joxer WHY? Cos I love him,� Cupid squeezed Strife�s shoulder and Strife patted his hand. � NAME SOMEONE YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON: only Joxer DOES THIS PERSON KNOW? Gods, no! SAY ONE NICE THING ABOUT THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU: despite what she seems like, she�s there for me, and I know she won�t say anything about Joxer.� Cupid finished with a sigh, � He�s got it bad." � Yeah, but Joxer?!� said Strife. � I mean Unc�s nevah been the love type, and then he falls for Joxer?� � Love�s a strange creature as you well know lover,� Cupid grinned. � Umm hmmm,� muttered Strife, his hand trailing down Cupid�s chest. Cupid�s head dropped back when fingertips grazed a nipple. In a flash, Strife was straddling his lap and they were both naked. � Oh,� groaned Cupid, as Strife pressed up against him. Strife watched his blond lover�s face as he continued to explore Cupid�s chest with gentle fingers. He leaned down to rub his cheek against the lightly furred, soft skin, before turning to taste it. Cupid moaned at the cool wetness of Strife�s tongue against his overheated skin and pulled his head closer, fingers carding through dark, spiky hair. Strife grasped Cupid�s shoulders, turning to lap at the already stiffening nipples, nibbling gently. There was a flash, and Strife looked up briefly to see they were in their bedroom. He grinned at Cupid, who pulled him up to claim his mouth again. It was Strife�s turn to moan as Cupid�s tongue plunged deep, exploring. Cupid�s wings came up and wrapped around them, feathers lightly caressing Strife�s back and buttocks. Strife changed his position again, stretching out his legs so he could lie fully on top of his lover, lining up their erections. Cupid gasped and bucked upward to increase the contact, gripping Strife�s ass to pull him close. As they rocked together, limbs and mouths entwined, Cupid trailed a finger between Strife�s ass cheeks. Strife moaned into his mouth, spreading his legs to allow Cupid easier access. A cool, slick finger penetrated him, pushing inside him agonisingly slowly. He pushed back, then hesitated as it reduced his contact with Cupid�s cock. Cupid chuckled against his lover�s lips and pushed another finger inside his love, pushing in deeper to find the small nub that gave so much pleasure. Strife grunted as Cupid stretched him, fingers brushing over his pleasure spot, making him thrust his hips forward. � Now, need you now,� he groaned. He sat up and with a thought, lubed them both up. He grasped Cupid�s now slick cock and slowly impaled himself. Cupid gripped Strife�s hips, striving for control, managing to hold still until Strife had settled in his lap. Strife wiggled slightly, making himself comfortable, then he grinned at his lover, leaning down for a quick kiss. � Ride me baby,� whispered Cupid. Strife licked his lips and did as he was told. Starting slowly, he lifted his hips till only the tip of Cupid�s cock remained inside him, before sitting back down hard. Under the encouragement of Cupid�s hands and jerking hips, he soon began to move harder and faster, especially when Cupid grasped his cock and began pumping it in time to the motion of his hips. Strife angled himself so that Cupid�s cock brushed against his pleasure spot with every thrust. Cupid tightened his grip and increased the pace, as Strife�s tight, hot passage began to quiver and clench around him. � Oh Gods, Cupe,� moaned Strife, his back arched as he shot hot, sticky liquid over Cupid�s hand and stomach. Strife�s muscles clamped down, pulling Cupid over the edge. He slammed into Strife once more, shuddering as he filled the younger God with his seed. Strife collapsed on top of Cupid, panting hard. � I love you,� he whispered. Cupid hugged him tightly, stroking his hair, � I love you too.� After a few minutes Strife slid down to the side and snuggled in the crook of Cupid�s shoulder, � So what we gonna do �bout Unc�s survey?� Strife yawned widely. � The first thing we�re going to do is watch. You watch dad, I�ll watch Joxer,� said Cupid. � Why dontcha just shoot him and give him ta Unc?� asked Strife. Cupid shook his head, � Nah, if I know dad at all, he wouldn�t like that, �sides we don�t know what Joxer�s feelings are yet.� Strife snorted, � He�s got a thing for that bigmouth blond, Tartarus knows why!� � We�ll see,� said Cupid mysteriously. Strife propped himself up on one elbow and looked down at his lover. � What do you mean?� Cupid just smiled and pulled him back down. |