Fallen Eros

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Summary

Eros, the God of Love and Desire, is constantly haunted by memories of "her." His ability to control the emotions of everyone around him has left him hollow and disinterested, but everything changes the moment he meets Aria. It may have been their first encounter, but sparks fly and their meeting is fueled by lust and desire.

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
4
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
18+

Chapter 1

Eros

His dark hair with gentle curls cascaded down his forehead, swaying and flowing with his movement. His eyes darkened with lust as he continued to pound into her relentlessly, the sound of their wet communion echoing in the room. The vixen he was with tonight was gripping tightly to the sheets, her face contorted into one of unspeakable pleasure.

With a soft grunt, he wrapped his hand around her neck to bury himself as deep as he could into her as he released his hot cum. A scream that escaped the girl notified him that his release was mirrored in her.

With a sigh, he pulled out and laid down next to the girl.

“You may go” he uttered, eyes closed. Dark tendrils of shadows only visible to him reached out to the girl. They felt the lust in her heart and her pounding heart. With a sigh, his shadows whispered to her heart and instilled calm into her.

“…okay sir” she mumbled, eyes heavily lidded from the physical exertion of warming his bed. Silently she swiftly got out of the bed and exited the grand master bedroom he remained in.

The stained black oak doors swung shut with a thud, and all that remained in the room was Eros, lying in his grandiose bed all alone. As the God of Love and Desire, every night he had a woman who eagerly warmed his bed - he would never force someone against their will.

His breathing resumed its regular pace as he stared at the ceilings with an empty look in his dark inferno eyes.

“It’s still not enough” he uttered.

Aria

Aria woke up with a start, screaming from her usual night terrors. Every night she had the same dream, but it always ended with a pair of dark, sorrowful eyes that looked on as they failed to save her from the darkness.

Reaching over to her dresser she gripped the talisman her mother left with her before passing. It was a pegasus made of dark onyx, with wings that were covered in detailed feather strokes. The onyx played with the light, which at times made the figure seemingly come alive, with swirling shadows in the depths of its darkness. It reminded her of the eyes in her dreams.

Gripping the talisman relieved her of her panic, and soothed her racing thoughts. Looking at the time, she sighed and ran her fingers through her dark hair. It was 5 AM, but she might as well get up now to get ready for class.

Aria looked around her small bedroom and fumbled with the light. With a wince, her eyes adjusted to the sudden brightness, and she sighed again looking at herself in the mirror. Her dark hair that faded to a light blonde from a previous dye job was a tangled mess, and her dark brown eyes were tired-looking and filled with loneliness.

She raked her eyes over her body before throwing on some clothes. She preferred to sleep naked, and she looked judgingly at herself. She was curvy, with breasts that filled out most clothes and an ass that made jeans annoying to put on. She was insecure about her height, and constantly wished to have the thin long legs of models. Her 5’2 stature was hardly intimidating, and she struggled to make herself feel seen and heard.

Tiptoeing down to the kitchen so as to not wake her roommates, Aria made herself an easy breakfast and some coffee before settling back into her room. She was struggling to get accepted into veterinarian school and was taking classes to pursue her childhood dreams. Her shoulders sagged some more as she looked at the daunting amount of work in front of her.

She was 25 and still taking classes with freshmen despite being smart and capable. Life had thrown her curveballs that inevitably resulted in the delay.

Shaking her head of self-deprecating thoughts, Aria pushed her empty cutlery away and felt her thoughts wandering. Her eyes glanced over to where her vibrator was tucked away, and her lips curled in excitement.

Just a quick session before class she thought, stripping her clothes and settling into her bed again, vibrator in hand.

She teased her nipples, making them hard and erect while muffling her voice to prevent anyone from hearing her. Her hand slowly slipped down to her hairless pussy, and she began circling her clit. With a moan, she felt how wet she was, her swollen pussy twitching in anticipation, and flicked on her vibrator. She circled the dildo around her clit, legs trembling from its vibrations. As she felt her wetness drip down her ass, she plunged the vibrator into her, moaning quietly into her pillow. She slowly wrapped her hand around her neck in a light choke, and she plunged the vibrator deep into her, mimicking a cock plowing her roughly. With a few more thrusts, Aria came all over her toy, her head spinning from the choke and her breasts heaving from exertion.

She glanced over at her clock, noticing classes were starting soon, and gingerly climbed out of bed to get ready, her pussy still throbbing with desire, never fully satisfied by a simple toy.