Title: Pain of Betrayal
Rating: R for language
Archive: AJCS, RCOS, CKoS
Disclaimer: Much to their disappointment, I don’t own the boys (hehe)
Summary: Strife’s pissed, Cupid’s sorry
Thanks Christine as always a fantabublous beta and friend :)
"But Strife, I…"
"STRIFE!" Cupid yelled, then promptly backed up as Strife stalked angrily over to him. "Baby," he whispered pleadingly.
"Don’t you 'baby' me! Don't you ever 'baby' me again!" Strife shook with fury. "You’ve lost the right to 'baby' me!"
Cupid didn’t even see the punch coming. Strife stared at his unconscious husband and shook his hand. Okay so he hadn’t meant to lay Cupid out, but damn if it didn’t make him feel better! Not much, but a little. He sighed and crouched over his husband’s prone body, wondering what to do with him.
When Cupid woke up, he was chained to a wall in Strife’s ‘work room’. Rough translation: Torture chamber.
“Oh you’re awake.”
Cupid lifted his head and stared round the room until his gaze came to rest on his husband. “Strife, please, I’m sorry…” He had to get Strife to listen to him.
“Don’t make me gag you!” Strife glared fiercely at his prisoner. Cupid swallowed and shut up. “Good.” Strife stood up and walked over to him. He leaned up against the strong body of his husband.
“You know, I should have realised, it was just about the sex, wasn’t it?” Strife growled. “Just couldn’t keep it in your pants could you?”
Cupid shuddered, unable to control his body’s response to his husband’s closeness.
“How did she feel, huh? Did you enjoy her? I bet she felt real good, all soft curves and sweet skin!” Strife pulled back when he felt Cupid’s erection. “You just can’t help yourself, can you?” he hissed angrily.
“It’s for you,” Cupid whispered. His head snapped back from the force of Strife’s slap.
“You *fucking* liar! I was an idiot to believe you could love me!” Strife’s voice broke on the unshed tears clogging his throat. It hurt so much. Nothing had ever hurt him so badly.
“I do love you,” Cupid whispered.
Strife looked up, “I said SHUT UP!”
“But let me…”
“No! You don’t have any idea, do you? How much you’ve hurt me?” Strife dashed away tears angrily. “Do you know, really know, what it was like for me, growing up? Did you know you were my only friend?” Cupid nodded sadly. “I was terrified as I got older, that you wouldn’t be my friend anymore, that you’d turn away. But you didn’t.
“You didn’t ever treat me with contempt or disgust. Didn’t treat me like an idiot, or some lunatic who had to be humoured. Do you know how much that meant to me?” Tears flowed freely down Strife’s face and he didn’t see the matching tears from Cupid.
“I fell in love with you. Gods, I love you *so* much! I couldn’t believe it when you told me you loved me too, guess I should have known better!” Strife stepped back up to Cupid. “How could you do this to me?” he whispered hoarsely.
“It wasn’t my fault,” Cupid started, desperately needing to explain to his husband, whose heart he could feel was shattering.
“Not your fault?!” Strife started to laugh hysterically. “What? You tripped and accidentally got your dick caught in her cunt?”
“I had to!” Cupid screamed suddenly, “All right?! I’m sorry! I should have told you, but I didn’t want to hurt you!”
Strife blinked in shock, “What do you mean you *had* to?”
“Zeus ordered me to,” Cupid tried to blink away tears.
“Why didn’t you say no?” Strife whispered, swallowing hard.
“I did, baby please, of course I did, but,” Cupid couldn’t keep from crying anymore. “He said he’d… he said I had to or he’d…”
“What?” Strife asked, so quietly Cupid almost missed it.
“He said if I didn’t do it, he’d hurt you. I, please Strife, I’m so sorry.” Strife dropped his head onto Cupid’s shoulder and started to sob. “I love you baby, I love you so much. I never wanted to hurt you,” Cupid whispered gently.
Strife lifted his hand and Cupid’s arms fell free from the chains. He immediately gathered his weeping husband in his arms and transported them to their bedroom. He rocked Strife slowly until his body stopped shuddering and his breath stopped hitching.
“Why?” Strife whispered.
“Why what, baby?”
“Why didn’t you tell me? Why did it have to be you?”
Cupid shook his head. “Zeus didn’t tell me why, he just said I had to father a child on this woman. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you love, I didn’t know what to do. I thought if I could just do it and forget about it, you wouldn’t get hurt.” Cupid sighed and tightened his embrace.
“No secrets Cupid, you got it? No secrets, ever!” Strife whispered vehemently.
Cupid lifted Strife’s head and dropped a small kiss on his lips. “I promise, no secrets, ever,” he said solemnly. “Will you forgive me?”
Strife stared at him long enough that he started to worry.
“Only if I can top tonight,” Strife said suddenly, with a wicked grin.
Cupid didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “Why tonight?” he whispered.
“Because I want you to top now,” Strife whispered back.
“Oh love,” Cupid kissed him softly. “Thank you.”
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