[locked to Cupid]
It's in the middle of the night, and Pan moves over to Cupid's temple... He moves silently through the chambers, careful not to wake any of the servants and the followers of the god of Love, sleeping in the arms of their lovers. He reaches Cupid's, their, bedroom and grins as he watches his beloved sleep, naked, the sheet covering very little of his body. Pan straddles Cupid's legs and leans forward, resting his weight on his arms, and kisses the pouty lips...