Living Statue Boyfriend Eros 3 (special preview)

“Who was your father?” You gasp. “Maybe he would-” Eros cups his hand over your mouth, pressing.

“He’s not a thing one wishes to ask upon themselves,” Eros whispers. “Our father lied to our mother, promising her beautiful creations of love. When she gave birth to stones, it nearly broke her. How could anyone love stone? How could someone hold something so cold and hard and feel love?” He moves his hand away. “It took everything in her to not give up on us,” he says. “But our father has tricked and hurt many lovers to get what he wants. Our mother isn’t alone in that regard.”

You take hold of his hand again. “But then, perhaps it is possible. If you and your siblings were born that way, perhaps it is possible for us as well.”

Eros grins and leans close to you, his cold lips brush against your ear. “I have cum in your many times my love,” his voice makes you shiver. “And still, nothing has happened expect a good, messy time.” He kisses your cheek. “I do not think my seed can plant in your earth.”

You swallow back a lump in your throat, feeling excited just from his voice right beside your ear. “Perhaps it’s the intent behind it?”

Eros chuckles, smiling at you. “We haven’t tried that.” He kisses you again and you lean into him. His wings wrap around you. “But perhaps we should wait until your schooling is complete.”

You pout a little bit. “Fair enough,” you sigh.

You go back downstairs with Eros and slip into the apartment. That evening, you have a dream. You’re back in the maze where you found Eros. Only, when you reach the center of the maze where Eros stood, you see a woman.

She’s sitting alone and when you walk up she smiles brightly. Her hair has the same curls that Eros’ does and her eyes are bright grey.