When The God Of Love Falls In Love (Female)

Hamona looks at him closely as he turns into his normal form. She blushes some as he was only in white boxers. She saw his wings and could not help but reach out and touch them gently. She was unsure what to say. She watches him go to the windowsill and reach out to her with his hand. She slowly takes his hand and smiles some. She says, “You could have told me sooner. It does explain a lot about you. You are charming, handsome, and very kind.” Hamona kisses him softly on the lips for a moment and strokes his cheek softly.

Hamona smiled as he kissed her back. She got lost in the kiss as he started to fly. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck. She could feel her heart going crazy in her chest. She had to break the kiss after a while because she needed to catch her breath. She breaks the kiss very slowly and opens her eyes with a smile. Hamona then took a look around and saw they were in the sky. She says softly looking back at him, “Please tell me this is not a dream. I don’t want you to disappear on me.”

Hamona looks him as he said, “Didn’t that kiss feel real enough? I can assure you that this is no dream….” She says as he makes it where she is on his back, “I just want to make sure, Cupid. Part of me is still getting use to the fact that I have been hanging out with and kissing the god of love.” She kisses his neck softly since she could not get to his lips. She thinks really hard about where she wants to go. She says in his ear, “I have always wanted to go to Paris. Can you take me there?”

(Sorry it took me so long to reply. I had to get some sleep.) Hamona looked around as he picked up speed. Before she knew they were in Paris. She lets go of him when they are on the ground. She looks at him and asks, “Will you get in trouble with the others for telling me about you and us being together?” She had read that in the old days in Greek mythology that gods were forbidden to be with mortal and anyone who disobeyed this rule was punished severely. She did not want him to get in trouble for being with her.

Hamona looks at him and smiles some. She could sense that he really did not like the other gods very much. She says, “I really like you too Cupid. I just don’t want to get you into too much trouble. And I would love going on a date with you around Paris.” She looks around and holds his hand some just because she knows she can. She says, “I have never been out of Barrington City (I could not think of any other name for the city where she is from.) until now.” She held his hand as they walked down the city streets.

Hamona understood French and did not take the cup. She walked with Cupid and watched him drink the wine. She says, “They call that wine the wine of passion. They always make it during this time of year. I read about it in a travel magazine. I would have guessed that the god of love would know French since it is labeled the langue of love.” She looks at the bread making store a moment. She says to him before going over to it, “I’ll be right back.” She goes over speaking French to the store keeper. She got a bag of something and got back to his side.

Hamona looks at him and says, “I speak French, Pig Latin, Russian, and Japanese.” She puts her hand in the bag and pulls out a box of creamy chocolates and a necklace with some words in French in graved in the heart charm. She says, “I thought you would enjoy some sweets. Plus I got you some to wear just in case the other gods don’t approve us being together and make you stay away from me. The words that are engraved in your half of the heart charm mean forever yours.” She puts the necklace on him with a smile.

Hamona smiled as she saw his eyes light up at the sight of the chocolates she bought for them to share. “Why don’t we eat these chocolates together? I shouldn’t eat these all to myself anyway…” Cupid said sounding like he did not wanting to over-do it like he usually did. She says leading them to what looked like a small picnic area. She bought quite a few things of chocolates for them to share while they were here, knowing how much they both enjoyed sweets. She opens a few boxes and sets them in front of them. One was filled with original milk chocolates; the next was a mix of flavors, and the last one that she opened was filled with white chocolates.

Hamona looked at him as he fed her the chocolate. She smiles and slowly chews it for a moment. She then took a piece of chocolate and did the same for him. When he opened his mouth, she gently popped the chocolate in his mouth. The chocolates were soft and well presented in the boxes. She says, “Must be the people here take a lot of pride in their chocolates. They are definitely better than the ones you can buy back home.” She took another chocolate from the box with the white chocolates in it and put it in her mouth.

Hamona smiles as he took more chocolate from the boxes. She could not help but laugh as he told her they tasted better when she fed them to him. She says, “I don’t see how me feeding it to you makes it taste better.” She kisses him softly as he ate his chocolates. She jumped a bit as she heard a booming sound from down the street. It sounded like something had exploded. She clings to his arm gently as she could see the flames from the explosion. She turned pale and fainted.

Hamona did not hear him calling out to her or anything. After a few hours, she began to talk unable to wake up. She says, “Go away, I did not do anything. Leave me alone…” She was being locked in a room in the old orphanage that was being lit on fire. The guy says to her laughing, “Mistakes like you deserve to die.” Tears goes her face as she says softly, “Mistakes like me deserve to die.”

Hamona was lost in her dreams as he held her. The flames closing in her as the smoke made her cough. She was about to give into death, when she heard him say, “No one is a mistake and I….I do not want you to die--I love you too mu-.” She knew he could not finish the last word. She slowly opened her eyes and asked, “You love me?” Her voice was weak and tired as though she had been breathing in smoke for too long. Her eyes looked at him as though her very soul had been broken by the dreams she had just seen.