This chapter was a rushed job but I hope it satisfies. I have plans for this series.
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"Listen you little whore. I am not asking you for a favor. I am telling you to do this." Jordan hissed into his magical phone. He was not happy about working with this arrow slinging asshole but for Mary it was a sacrifice willingly made.
"Hey just because you and mom fuck, does not mean you get to give me orders." Cupid shouted back through the phone. The little indignant bastard was going to make this hard.
"Look you don't have to sleep with the bitch. I just need you to distract the woman for about twenty minutes. I am sure even a failure like you, can do that!" Jordan returned angrily, almost spitting into the phone.
"Jordan, I am not about to do you any favors. You owe me for that mess in China, remember." Cupid snarled thinking this was over and he had won.
"The only reason you can say that is because I did not tell your mother about that whole Trojan mess." Jordan spat back knowing he had won now. "You remember when you dropped a whole quiver of arrows onto that noble crowd. You started a war and only was saved by my efforts. Use your damn head, if you want to hold something over someone you have to have the better hand."
"Fuck, i thought you forgot about that" cupid said now feeling his defeat.
"How could i forget bedding a queen, to end a war. She was so stirred up, it was like fucking a wild animal." Jordan laughed and was joined by Cupid on the other end.
"Fine, Jordan i will give you twenty minutes to get away." Cupid said as he was ready to hang up.
"Eight, am Cupid be there and dress nice." Jordan gave the order before hanging up.
"That low life bastard, giving me orders. I would end him if i could but i will wait to have a duel with him." Cupid had a wicked smile on his face thinking of finally beating his ultimate rival.
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The next morning came and Jordan was out running. He went right past Mary's house and saw the curtain slam closed from the front room. He stifled a laugh and kept on running. Mary was hiding in her room from her mother. The latter of whom spent the night banging and screaming at her from the hall. Mary saw Jordan run by and waved to him. He turned and ran sideways to mime the number eight with his fingers. Mary gave a quick nod and closed her curtain.
Once he could no longer see her, Jordan took off at full speed and leapt into the air spreading his mighty wings. He soared back to his place and landed knowing he had about two hours to get ready. He used a spell to change his clothes to a short sleeve button down kept open with a pair of shorts.
"That look suits you, douchebag" Cupid mocked coming through the ceiling. He just plopped onto the couch which spat out a cloud of dust.
"Yeah and that one suits the dirty whore you are." Jordan laughed. He made some tea using an aphrodisiac tea leaf. The smell enveloped the entire house. Even the irritated cupid had to smile at the scent.
"As much as I hate you. You sure can brew some fine blood orchid tea." Cupid said taking a cup for himself.
"Just because we don't get along, does not mean we cannot be civil." Jordan finished his words with a sip of tea. "Or not." he grabbed the arrow fired at him from the air. "Can't have you scarring this face before my date."
"Figured you would catch that. That reminds me Jordan, why are you taking so much time for this case? I mean Livia is loose and probably looking for you." Cupid asked downing his glass of tea and having his cock grow in his pants.
"Livia being free does not change that Mary has a god given right to experience pleasure. She has been hurt and attacked many times. She deserves this more than most and i won't let Livia or anyone stop that." Jordan said pouring them both another cup of tea.
"You act noble with that pride of yours but, we both know that is only part of the reason you are doing this" Cupid said this as his clothes changed into a fine suit.
"You think you know me Cupid, but you are mistaken. How many people have we gone out of our way to help? We are angels of love and pleasure and as such it's our duty to bring those joys to the world." Jordan was being solemn in his words but maybe the cherub was right about him. How many times was he rejected by women and men for not being attractive enough? How many times had he been shunned for not having wealth? He was from a time where the slaves had nothing and never would. Every chance he had to give the pleasures of the flesh was denied until she came along.
"You are thinking about my mother aren't you?" Cupid asked sullenly, looking into his tea cup.
"Sorry, Cupid. If it was not for your mother, I would have never experienced the pleasures of the flesh. I was too poor to afford a whore. I was a slave and even a slave gets a shot. I was born without looks or wealth and cursed with disease. She gave me a chance to please her and I used everything I had heard of. A rumor, or whisper from a master. Every piece of knowledge I had at my disposal. She took pity on me and made me an angel."
"Jordan, if i know one thing for sure is that my mother pities no one." Cupid was still staring into his cup as his mouth formed the next words. "She saw your potential from our palace. She wanted to see if you would truly appreciate her and you did. She chose you over everyone else in your time. Don't you dare take that as pity."
"Thank you, Cupid" Jordan said smiling and waving away the tea set. It went to the sink and washed itself clean before resetting on the table.
"Don't thank me yet, Jordan. We have work to do and if Mary is truly worth the trouble. I will make sure that behemoth is too busy to interfere." Cupid leapt to his feet and strode to the door. "See you in ten minutes you, douchebag" he called slamming the door hard. Cupid walked down the drive and materialized a black town car. "That man was a blessing to the world and you saw that mother."
