Talk:Cupid/@comment-100.40.73.77-20150605230842/@comment-26115871-20150606181936

I reach for the quiver on my back, assuming that I can use the few seconds his mind is confused from being hit with a gold arrow after being hit with a black arrow (won't mess up my mission, since the black arrow will ultimately override the gold one) to get away. Just as my hand reaches the quiver he firmly grips my breasts, causing me to have a small spasm from surprise and pleasure. One of the arrows pricks my finger.

Suddenly a desire I wasn't initially aware of blooms deep within my heart. I had realized that I had small feelings for the man, but now it is a desire, a need. And now, I need to ensure that he is mine. With that thought I gather all the strength I can in my legs and kick the man off of me, using that time to quickly leap to my feet, grab my bow, and fly into the air. While he tries to stop me I have more than enough time to imbibe an arrow with all of my feelings for the man, turning the arrow a deep pink.

In mere seconds I have the arrow pointed directly at the man's heart, and I let loose. My aim is true. I land next to him, and [romantic sex scene redacted].