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Title:Hormones 1/1
Archive:AJCS, Bottom of the Bottle, anywhere please let me know.
Author:Caliadragon
Pairing:C/S
Part of the Truth Series
Feedback:Sure, Please?
Summary: A pregnant Strife is upset.

Strife burst into tears and flashed from the throne room. Ares
stared in shock. "CUPID!" He bellowed. Cupid flashed into the
room. "What's up Pop?" Strife! He's crying, go make him stop.
Cupid's eyes flashed. "What did you do?" He snarled. "Ares glared
at him. "I told him I was cutting back his duties until after the
baby was born. I will not allow him to tire himself out flashing all
over the country side." Ares snapped. "My nephew and my grandchild
are to important to risk in the mortal realm." Cupid grinned at
him. Ares glare became more heated. "Why are you still here? Strife
needs you!" Ares formed a fire ball and Cupid quickly flashed away.
Ares disolved the fire ball and sat back. With a sigh he flashed
himself away to go annoy his daughter for awhile.

Cupid flashed into their bedroom and found Strife laying on his
side crying. He hurried over to his husband and pulled him into his
arms. "Strife honey, Dad said you where upset." Strife
nodded. "Did he tell ya what he said?" Yes. Wasn't it tha sweetest
thing ya ever heard? Strife clung to Cupid sobbing. Cupid
blinked. "Shit Cupie, What's wrong with me? I ain't never been tha
mushy tipe." Cupid grinned and chocked back his laughter. Strife
was the mushy tipe, he just didn't like to admit it. Nor did he like
to remember that he was at one time destined for the House of Love.
Before he had been killed by Calisto he hd been the God of Mischeif
and Divorce. It was only because his mother and Ares where War gods
that he was allowed to remain in the house. After his death he came
back as the God of Mischeif and Vengance. Divorce was given to one
of Cupid's newest sisters. Cupid rocked Strife gently. "I think
it's the hormones honey." He finally answered. Strife sighed. He
was only four months along. So far his prgnancy had had unexpected
results. He and Cupid had bonded tighter. He had caused an orgy by
accident. He had been on earth and thinking about Cupid while
playing havoc on a dinner party.

Thankfully it hadn't caused that much damage. He was suppose
to make two warlords realize that they could be allies no matter
what. Instead he turned them into lovers. Ares had been shocked and
amused by what had happened. But Strife had been tired for days
afterward. That had been what prompted Ares to limit his work.

Strife sighed and thought his face clean. No more tear
tracks. He pressed tighter against Cupid. His body began to tighten
with arousal. He whimpered with need. In alarm Cupid raised his
chin. "Strife what is it?" Strife giggled wickedly. "Hormones!"