Stupid Mortal Life, open

[Aphrodite]

Aphrodite shook a few stray rain droplets from her hair. It seems as though she made the entrance to the tube just in time before the heavens broke open and rain began to fall full force. Ordinarily, she didn't mind the rain. It could feel good, sort of romantic to run through the rain with a lover. BUt this rain was just down right cold and miserable.

The photo shoot she had set up for a perfume advertisement was now canceled. You can't have an outdoor, sunny day shoot in a field when it was raining. Now she was at odds as what to do for the day.

There was always shopping, but she really didn't need anything. Grabbing a bit to eat, but she wasn't hungry and she really didn't want to eat by herself. Things used to be so much easier when all she had to worry about was if she was going to help anyone find love or not. Mortal life was boring.

[Dolos]

As he situated himself in the stiff cloth seats of the tube, Dolos turned up the volume on his IPhone just barely enough to drown out the sounds of the of rain that began to fall against the carriage's window. Not that he minded the rain, in general, but the cacophony of the rhythmic pitter patter of raindrops were interrupting his current train of thought. "£4.00 for a five minute ride in a decade old metal vacuum transport with fixed seats is not my idea of luxury. I will be sooo glad when the mechanic is finished with my car.", he thought annoyingly to himself. "Mortal life sucks", he grumbled quietly. "Its bad enough I had to seduce Jimmy's rat with a wig on of a wife just to get the particulars in the scheme...", he said to himself. "...but to have to submit myself to such atrocious public transpy is a load of bollocks. Good thing this whole plan is a right cushy number."

Dolos never had a proper singing voice, although you couldn't tell him that, but he sang out proudly and happily as he formulated his plans.
"The ice was freezin’
My brother almost drowned
I jumped in to save him
On his way, way down
Then it went black and I went in...."

The sounds of Fishbone singing ska in the background were just what the doctor ordered to bring back his focus as he continued to study the profiles of his latest victims. Jimmy Fischer and Walter Novacs, two no account bookies in Essex, were to be his next conquest. Dolos was developing an elaborate scheme to relieve the two wankers of a considerable amount of money via a fixed horse race.

Well into his machinations, a strange feeling came over Dolos. "What the bloody hell is going on with the temperature on this thing? The air in the carriage...no it was his own body temperature began to rise suddenly and his heart beat began to increase suddenly., not coincidentally coinciding with a huge jump start to his labido It was a feeling that he was all too familiar with. A feeling that he hadn't felt in literally hundreds of years. Dolos began to squirm around in his seat in an attempt to make himself more comfortable. Craning his neck as he loosened his collar, he looked around instinctively to see if anyone else had been affected by the change in the environment.

He soon came to conclusion that he was alone on the carriage, which made the situation even more unsettling. "No, wait", he realized suddenly as he continued to look around that he saw that a woman had entered the tube only just recently. A very familiar looking woman. "But you're no mere woman", he said to her without thinking. It was then that events that had befallen him began to coalesce into the reality that he faced. "There's only one reasonable explanation for the fact that I've suddenly got a right stork ll of a sudden and I'm starting to get hot under the collar...Aphrodite!" he exclaimed happily. "As I live and breathe...heavily."

[Aphrodite]

Aphrodite lifted up her phone to check the time. This day seemed like it were dragging on. She could have sworn the last time she had checked the time, it was fifteen minutes ago, which felt hours long.

But a voice broke through her misery. It took her a moment or two for her to realize that this person was talking to her. But you're no mere woman. Who would even say that? Who would be able to tell that she was more then just a woman, but in fact, she was a goddess.

Turning her head to the direction of the voice, she saw a familiar face. One she hadn't seen in hundreds of years and didn't think she would see again.

Aphrodite smiled. "Dolos? Is that really you? Its been an awfully long time."

[Dolos]

Dolos stood up and slowly began to approach Aphrodite. Putting his two hands up into the air, he formed a square with his thumbs and forefingers as though looking through a camera lens. Taking slow deliberate steps towards he started to make clicking sounds to mimic the sound of a camera shutter taking pictures. *Kachik kachik kachik* "That's right darlin'. A little to the left...Yeah baby, yeah! Make love to the camera now. Ahh, you're lovely, you are. Picture perfect. Ok...pose...pose...pose..now hold." *Kachik* "Another flawless shoot, love."

After the faux photo shoot, Dolos lunged forward as gracefully as he could and stretched out his arms to give Aphrodite a hug. It had been ages since he'd held her in his arms, smelled the sweetness of her flowery aromas, felt the intoxicating numbness caused by her innate ability to conjure pleasing emotion. It was a welcome experience and long overdo. Feeling a bit mischievous, as always, he asked..."So... still got the old ball and chain?" Dolos recalled, for no reason at all, an incident from the old days involving Aphrodite and the all father himself, Zeus. Because of Aphrodite's beauty, the other gods feared that jealousy would interrupt the peace among them and lead to war. As a result, Zeus married her off to Hephaestus, who was not viewed as a threat was hard. "Always did regret not making a play for you myself", he said almost bashfully. In fact, it was hard for most beings, mortal or not to be in Aphrodite's presence, without feeling a bit overpowered.

"By the way...", he started as he began to shake off the feelings of lust that had been invoked. "What name are you going by these days? Acidalia, Cytherea and Cerigo or have you chosen a human alias in your current profession. Photographer, correct?" Although he hadn't physically see Aphrodite, it was well known amongst the Pantheon that she had done quite well for herself. Or rather her host body had. She'd become quite famous in her line of work.

[Aphrodite]

Aphrodite rolled her eyes, but grinned none the less. She found Dolos like a breath of fresh air. His antics were welcome to the goddess of love. This was a much better reaction to her presence then what Hermes or Ares had given her. To Ares, she may as well not exist anymore.

When he was finished, she was enveloped in a hug, which she also welcomed. Any physical contact like this made her feel good. Like she was still irresistible to men. A feeling she hadn't felt in a long time. "Yes, but, he has yet to come looking for me. Until then, I can call myself free. Even if he did come to claim me, I'm still free, if you know what I mean." Aphrodite turned her head upwards to give him a wicked grin, running a hand down his back. "I'm sure you would have been so much more fun then Heph," she cooed up at him.

She pulled away, only slightly, so she could look up at him better. "Yes, photographer. And Layla. I thought it sounded like a beautiful name."

[Dolos]

"I'm sure you would have been so much more fun then Heph." "Rawr", Dolos growled, feeling quite frisky. The skin of his back practically shivered at the mere touch of Aphrodite's fingers. She knew how to make a god feel like a god. It was more than a talent with her, it was her very essence. She exuded rapture, it emanated from her very pores and wrapped itself around you like a warm blanket. " And fun doesn't begin to describe what we might have had. But why worry about the past when the present has so many...delicious possibilities."

Aphrodite was known to have a very flirtatious manner about her, so it was extremely hard to know when and when not to take her seriously. But it was always a good bet to assume the best. You never knew when i would pay off to cater to her whims, and it it did pay off..it paid off handsomely. It was better to be a plaything of Aphrodite's than a consort of anyone else. With Aphrodite you felt loved, whether the love was real or simply fabricated as a result of her notion at the time.

Heph had been the lucky one. Despite the fact that he had been singled out as a safety for Aphrodite's affections, she had taken him as a husband. Of all the gods, and mortal men, that had dreamed of being the one in Aphrodite's life, the Pantheon's blacksmith had been given the golden ticket to her heart. The fact that he had been unable to keep her satisfied..well that had been his problem.

At any rate, Dolos decided that there was no reason to dwell in the past. No need for regrets. it simply wasn't his style. He lived for today. Struck while the iron was hot. And when it came to Aphrodite, HOT was the operative word. "So, lovely lady. What are you up to these days, or rather what are your plans for today?" Dolos pulled his IPhone out of his pocket and toyed around as though he was searching his agenda. "My schedule appears to be wide open for...oh let's see... the rest of my life when it comes to you. Fancy a drink?"

[Aphrodite]

See? This was rthe kind of greating she had been looking for. A desire to be near her. Not the shock and then the avoidance of touch. Really, Aphrodite never wanted to hurt anyone. Be with her, and she would make you feel wanted, loved, and the only man in the world. She would do that for Dolos if he so wanted.

"You are in luck. The plans I had seemed to have been cleared as well. I have time for drinks, dinner, or a little something later." She had promised herself that she wasn't going to throw herself at men, mortal or immortal, after the time she had lately. But when she was in the mood, she couldn't resist. Not only was she willing to receive it, she would serve it right back. The hard part was determining how often or long the person would be around. She had a lot of pent up sexual frustration right now.

[Dolos]

"Well, in that case...", Dolos said smiling lasciviously. "...let's head to SOHO. I'm opening a bar there and I need to check in on a few things there anyway. Plus, it'll give me a chance to show the place off to you." The SOHO area of London was infamous for its red-light district. while the area as a whole has been going through renovations and adjustments to make it a more respectable part of town there were still a few seedy establishmnents to be found.

Dolo's bar was to be a front fro a mini gambling casino which was located in a private room in the rear of the bar. He hoped to cash in on both the unsavory as well as as the more legitimate clientele in the area with the soon to be opened Tartarus Lounge. "My flat's in the rear of the bar. We can pop in and have a couple pints since the taps should have been installed today. It'll be a bit quiet I'm afraid. Just you and me most likely, since all of the workers should have cleared out by now."

Dolos, knew that he was taking a chance by putting himself out there. Inviting someone like Aphrodite out for drinks in such a secluded location and then being bold enough to invite her to his home directly afterwards was bound to put a clear idea of his intentions. Getting Aphrodite and himself completely shitfaced would be the only beginning of his planned night of debauchery, to be followed by a night of seduction, wild abandon, and unabashed adultery.

[Aphrodite]

"Oh how disappointing." Aphrodite reached up and ran a finger softly down his cheek and resting it on his chin. "An entire bar all to ourselves... and a flat. I have no idea how we'll ever be able to entertain ourselves." She grinned up at him, a wicked glint in her blue eyes. She knew exactly what they could do, and she would welcome it.

"All you need to do," she slid her hand slowly down his neck and to his chest, "is lead the way. I'm sure you know, I will follow." The day didn't turn out to be as shitty as she thought it was going to be. And maybe, just maybe, she would be able to find a use for the new lacy undergarments she had bought.

[Dolos]

Dolos sat as he watched the love goddess from the seat directly across from her. As he grew more enamored by her exquisite form, he instinctively created an elaborate illusion, within their tube's carriage that immersed them within the sights, sounds, and aromas of a shadowy jungle alcove made from the depths of Dolos's imagination. The very atmosphere became cool and crisp as the caused a mist-like rain effect that enveloped the scenery. Aphrodite sat as stately as a Queen as minuscule rain drops and a delicate wind began to caress her body like a lover.

Dolos groaned quietly as his hands itched, aching to be allowed to touch her as the elements did. His eyes traveled up and down her body several times before being drawn to, of all unlikely places, her small, delicate nose. Upturned, it looked like a pixie's. He grinned as a raindrop splashed off of it and dropped to mid-way down her breasts. [i]"Damn! Even her nose is beautiful!"[/b], he thought to himself.

"Many a morning I daydreamed of this very scenario, beautiful", Dolos' said coyly."And speaking of which, would' you look at that..." Dolos's motioned with his thumb his head to the right towards the middle of the carriage. The soft warm, orange glow of the evening sun was contrasted by the now cooling blue moonlight of the night. The stars were easy to gaze upon but still paled in comparison to Aphrodite in Dolos' eyes.

Two apparitions began to appear, couretsy of Dols' powers. Before thier very eyes, Dolos' manifested versions of Aphrodite and himself that began to play out the thoughts in Dolos' head for Aphrodite to watch. It almost as though he had created a live 3d movie of the two deities. The moon was abnormally large and it bathed the flawless forest floor with its glow. Scanning the luminous path in front of them, Dolos' doppleganger narrowed his eyes. The cool summer night’s breeze, intermittent from a full moon behind lacy cloud cover, trailed along overhanging branches.

Grabbing "Aphrodite's" hand in is, the Dolos apparition led his "Aphrodite" to a clearing amongst the moss strewn ground to a spot that appeared to be more alive than the rest of the jungle scene. Its colors, and smells seeming more vivid than the rest. As he ducked under some branches and cut a swath through others with his free hand, illusionary version of Dolos stopped abruptly and pulled his "Aphrodite" slowly to the lead. "Dolos" finally presented for "Aphrodite" to see, the reason for their trek though their wooded paradise. A single beam of moonlight poured though an opening in the canopy of trees above and revealed a solitary but majestic sight. A single flower, a blue lotus, growing in the middle of an otherwise bare patch of land.

The scene continued as the dreamlike versions of Aphrodite and Dolos began to explore each others ethereal physical forms tentatively at first, but building to moments born of absolute sexual hunger. As the real Dolos emotions began to grow to roaring boil, he ended the illusion with a gradual phase just as his apparition began to trace the skin of his "Aphrodite from her cheek down to the middle of her cleavage. Using the Strategically abrupt ending to his illusion as cannon fodder, Dolos responded slyly with a wink directed to Aphrodite, "Yeah...that's how I always imagined it beginning", and leaned back proudly, resting his hands behind his head

[Aphrodite]

The deity watched the scenes unfold as if she were watching a movie. But it was more then that. She could feel the leaves, the grass, smell the sweet scents of trees and musty moss. It wasn't fair that he was playing her like this. Her mouth was actually watering at this point.

When the mini movie ended, Aphrodite raised her eyebrows at Dolos, but it wasn't long before a smirk was playing on her lips. Who knew this trickster could have romantic intentions. She had to admit, even his scenario out did her own.

And it had been so damn long. At this point in time, there would be no way she could resist him. She didn't care if he was after a short term hook up, or he was in it for the long haul. She needed someone. Needed him to relieve her tension.

"I should have taken you as my consort centuries ago. Something tells me, you're about to put the others to shame."

[Dolos]

"I should have taken you as my consort centuries ago. Something tells me, you're about to put the others to shame. Dolos smiled gleefully at the compliment. In truth it was relatively easy for his puckish, childish nature to reveal itself without any provocation at all, but somehow Aphrodite had was always able to invoke it at her whim. Dolos stood up and took his place sitting beside Aphrodite. Using a corny move that he'd seen on an old English sit-com, Dolos stretched his arms, feigned a yawn and draped his arm over Aphrodite's shoulder. Once successful, he looked at her sheepishly, batted his eyes, and propped his feet up on the seat opposite them as a broad smile beamed across his face showing practically all of his pearly white teeth.

While many of the late anecdotal myths of man involving her, characterized her as vain, ill-tempered and easily offended, Dolos could see none of these qualities in her. Whether they existed on not, in his eyes, Aphrodite was perfection incarnate. He could recall gazing upon her infinite beauty as she bathed in the Acidalia springs of Boeotia and frolicking with and accompany of Oreads, the nymphs that lived in the mountains, ravines and rivers of Ancient Greece. It was these images that pervaded his thoughts. She, like him, was the essence of youth, two veritable Peter Pans, destined to never truly grow up. It was no wonder, he thought that she exhibited such eternal exuberance. Considering that Aphrodite had no real childhood, having been born as a nubile, and infinitely desirable adult. "We're two peas in a pod you and I.Its no wonder that I've always fancied you, Aphrodite. We were practically meant to be, in some fashion or another. "And it's high time that we did something about it, no?", he noted with a smarmy tone of voice.

After the required transfers from one station to another, the two star crossed lovers finally fell upon their destination, Soho. "The pub is just around the corner love. Let's be off then? I'm gagging for pint and its time that we both got well trollied, eh?"

[Aphrodite]

She had to roll her eyes at his antics, but none the less, it made smile. For the longest time, since she had come to London, she had felt completely alone. Sure, there was Hermes she could call. But he had made it clear that there was no chance for anything to happen between them again. Ares wouldn't even look at her the same way anymore. If she were to speak honestly about them, she would say that they had made her feel more like a mere mortal and not the goddess she was born to be. Dolos brought back that feeling again in this sort time.

"If you've always fancied me, why is it that you've never done anything about it?" Aphrodite looked up at him, her blue eyes showing no signs of being mad. There were always those long periods of time when there were no consorts. No lovers to feed her appetite for physical contact or her emotions. "But yes. It is way past time we do something about it."

The train ride didn't seem as long as it usually did. Its amazing what having a traveling companion did to make the time pass. Even for a god and goddess. "As long as I end up in bed at the end of this, I'm all for anything you have up your sleeves."

[Dolos]

Exiting the station, Dolos took Aphrodite by the hand in order to lead her the often scandalous red light district of London's infamous SOHO. "You know Aphrodite, i always hoped that this time would come, but never imagined that it was possible in the past. And while I never could quite appreciate his lack of a sense of humor. nor his droll mannerisms, I did admire his his ability to come back from adversity. I mean being the only god to be exiled from Olympus, and then having returned head held high...it said a lot about his character. Somehow, it just never felt right...stepping on his toes, as it were, in the name of carnal knowledge with you. You seemed so happy at times, and it was looked upon as though you two were fated to be together forever. I realize, considering my nature and I dare say, my past, this must sound strange. And had it been any other goddess, I doubt that I would even have cared, but mostly I just wanted you to be happy...and thought that you were. I just didn't want to impose on that...", Dolos looked Aphrodite straight in the eyes, held both of her hands gently, and spoke very earnestly when discussing his feelings on this matter. He hoped that Aphrodite would understand his resistance to pursue her doing those times. "...even despite the way you may have fired up my loins", he said precariously, finally cracking a smile.

Soon the pub was within eyesight. Just beyond the Broad Street pump, the Tartarus Lounge was located at the end of a street that housed various public houses, restaurants, and even still had a few sex shops scattered amongst it. With the inclusion of a few late-night coffee shops the street had an "open-all-night" feel to it that suited Dolos and his intentions all to well. If there was one thing that Dolos had anticipated for this night, it was that it would be an all-nighter. he was certainly up for the challenge and it was no doubt that Aphrodite would be equally enthusiastic.

The lights of the bar were off, indicating the construction staff had, in fact, left for the day as he'd assumed. Approaching the bar, solitary wooden slide door located at eye-level imbued the building with the necessary secretive theme inspired by the speakeasies of the American Depression era. Upon opening the heavy wooden door and clicking on the main lighting array, the first glance inside of the marble flooring and antique wooden and brass fixtures gave a good indication of the planning that he'd put into its design. Dolos made his way around the bar and quickly grabbed both a pint glass and a shot glass that had been located in a rack above his head. Balancing the glasses deftly on the tips of his fingers, he asked Aphrodite, "So, love...what's your poison?"

[Aphrodite]

Aphrodite looked up at him in awe. Most wouldn't have cared if she had been with another man or not. They would have jumped in. They never seemed to care about her feelings. Its was always what they were feeling, as Dolos put it, in the loins. But he never made the move because he was concerned about her happiness? If that wasn't a ticket to her heart...

"Better late then never, I guess its what they say." She gave his hands a gentle squeeze.

As they entered the pub-to-be, the goddess looked around, taking in the feel of the room. "Very nice!" Her fingers danced over some of the brass, feeling the cold, smooth surface.

"Usually, I drink wine. But lately, I've found a taste for tequila."

[Dolos]

"A goddess after my own heart. Well then tequila it is." The walls and flooring of the establishment were constructed with a deep black marble. Although the finish was still dusty from construction, the red and green neon bar lights still seemed to dance off of it playfully with every flicker. The high black leather bar stools that surrounded the main bar were plush and comfortable allowing you to sink in as though you were sitting on a cushion of air. The bar, itself, was made of a contrasting black and gray mottled marble that appeared to be cut from the very finest available. Dolos grabbed a remote control from behind the nearly finished bar and with the push of a button dimmed the main lighting, leaving only a single soft, warm yellow spotlight that shone directly upon Aphrodite and followed her everywhere she went.

Pushing another button, a piece of flooring from behind the bar opened and the soft whirr of motors could be heard as an ornately decorated chest rose and settled finally, waist height to Dolos. Dolos lifted the latch on top of the cabinet and retrieved a single bottle of Highland Reposado No. 2 tequila, aged for a hundred years. Dolos gave a quick wink to Aphrodite and climbed effortlessly onto the bar. Hanging his legs over the side, he poured a shot for himself and swallowed it thirstily, and then quickly poured another. Dolos stretched out and laid down lengthwise along the top of the bar top and pulled his shirt up to reveal his midsection.

At his bidding, a second smaller spotlight shined itself directly on his midriff. The spot became slowly, yet increasingly smaller until theri was only a three inch circle that concentrated on his navel. Reaching into a compartment beneath the bar, Dolos pulled a wedge of lime and a salt shaker and placed the salt shaker next to his side. Moistening the tip of his finger with a drop of the luxurious liquid, he carefully wet a small area across his chest and then coated the area with a small portion of salt. Carefully setting the shot of tequila atop his navel, he turned his head to the side and looking directly at Aphrodite, smiled and said, "Alright, then...I am I doing this alone or are you gonna come join me?" Dolos then placed the wedge of lime between his lips and rested his hands behind his head in anticipation.

[Aphrodite]

"Way to make things interesting." She dropped her bag to the floor and let her jacket slide off her arms and land wherever it wanted to. If she was going to be there for a while, she might as well get comfortable.

It didn't take her long to cross the room to where the god was laying. Aphrodite's mouth was almost watering with anticipation. She hadn't done a body shot in a few years now. Remembering the order didn't matter. Her goal was just to get to that lime wedge. Salt, tequila, tequila, salt, who cared?

Giving Dolos a wicked grin, she leaned over the shot glass and took it in her mouth. It wasn't much different the the blow job shot she had many times before. The goddess tilted her head back, letting the liquid run down her throat.

She quickly removed the shot glass from her mouth and focused on the line of salt that was next on her list. Again, she leaned over, letting her hair softly caress his skin, placing the tip of her tongue at the beginning of the trail. The goddess took her time, tasting not just the salt, but the salty sweetness from his skin, pausing a couple times to let her lips and teeth kiss and nip.

The salt was gone, how for the citrus goal. Sliding slowly up the rest of his chest, she came to a stop right above Dolos' head. She let her blond air cascade down, creating a curtain while she leaned down to take the lime into her mouth.

[Dolos]

Dolos felt a slowly building shudder that started from his feet, causing his toes to wiggle, and subtlety began to travel its way up his body. He reveled in the warmth from Aphrodite's skin permeated his very being as she seductively slithered her way on top of him. Aphrodite had a touch born from ecstasy and had honed it to lethal perfection over the course of thousands of years.

Without pause, her soft pursed lips artfully picked up the shot glass, downed it contents, and then proceeded to remove the salt from his broad chest. Dolos tried to close his eyes, to intensify the effect of her seduction but was unable to take his eyes from the sight of her perfect form. Dolos removed his hands from behind his head and methodically moved them down her side. moving one hand to the small of her back, he started to caress that part of her body firmly, eventually resting his hands firmly on her supple waist.

A small glow of light started to form around the two like a warm aura leaving the rest of the bar pitch black, all at Dolos' behest. Giving Aphrodite a look in her eyes denoting his desire for her, Dolos' voice purred ecstatically, like a jungle cat in heat, a simple request. "So...tell me love, what your fantasy then?"

[Aphrodite]

Aphrodite tossed the lime wedge to the side, her lips hovering centimeters from his skin. So close, she could feel the heat from his flesh. She liked to tease. It gave her a sense of control. She could give a little, then take a lot back. The love goddess didn't have any complaints about it.

"I've had a lot of fantasies," she said softly, making sure her breath lingered on his skin. "The one you wove through my mind on the train... Its all I can seem to think about. I know, that with the way things are now days, it might never happen. But right now, its been so long since I've had a release, I am up for anything." She smiled up at him, placing a hand on his chest and slowly moving it downward.

"I am willing to for fill yours."

[Dolos]

Dolos smiled playfully, and within an instant, the main spotlight began to shimmer slowly. As thousand sparks of light seemed to fly from it, scattered across the the ceiling of the darkened barroom and then appeared to burst into a million more flickering lights, eventually coalescing into the appearance of a starlit night.. When the spotlight itself ceased shimmering it formed a full moon, that appeared, as did the stars to be a million miles away. Its blue hued light covered the room with a evenly glowing aura, reminiscent of a night during winter solstice. The temperature and atmosphere , however, mimicked the Amazon rain forest, yet it still managed to appear as though it were a place completely out of time itself.

The bubbling sounds of the life force of the now materializing rain forest, Amazon River, flowing nearby filled the calm of the silent jungle air. The force of its current flowed powerfully, derived from the semblance sheer volume not unlike the actual Amazonian water mass that it simulated. Two hundred foot tall trees with emerald colored, broad, waxy leaves began to climb over the canopy of the rainforest, towering over the two like giants. Smaller, less imposing tree soon formed, drooping smooth oval lighter colored leaves that came to a point. The forest's floor grew moist as it became blanketed with a bed of a mixture of deep green colored plant life, smattered with the occasional burst of red, yellow, and white colored flowers of various sizes and shapes.

The bar top that Aphrodite and Dolos laid upon became cottony as it was refashioned, through the power of illusion, into a king-sized Victorian poster bed. Dozens of feathery soft pillows appeared on top of a pure white blanket that seemed to be made from the finest silk. The moon's light cast itself lovingly through the top of the bed casting a cerulean incandescence across Aphrodite's back as she straddled Dolos. "You like?", Dolos asked hesitantly.

[Aphrodite]

Aphrodite didn't really pay too much attention to what the lights in the room had been doing before. Her mind was a little preoccupied with other thoughts. It wasn't until the actual atmosphere in the room began to change that she actually took her eyes off the man she was with for a few moments.

She didn't know if she could believe her eyes or not. Not that it would be a completely bad thing if she didn't. Her blue eyes wondered around the room, finally resting on Dolos. No other god could do this. At least none she had ever been with. He was seriously...

"Amazing..." The goddess leaned down, placing her lips on his.