[Aphrodite hums a happy tune, enjoying the simple closeness. It’s not something she indulges in so often, especially here on the island. Sure, up in Olympus she was constantly lounging on and around her fellow gods, but simple, affectionate snuggling? Not so much. It’s nice.
Musing out loud,] I think she would get along well with Caleb. [Ah,] That is, I do not consider Caleb boring!
There's always one boring god. Erathis the goddess of law and civilisation is Melora's lover, I bet keeping all those buildings neat and tidy is thrilling.
[ He sways with her on the spot, slowly back and forth. ]
We both know Caleb's a wildcard when he wants to be.
We all have our calling. I am fortunate that mine is love and beauty and sex.
[Said with a grin, and a playful hand that dips low to squeeze his butt over top his sleep pants.]
And is that so? I’m afraid I haven’t had a much of a chance to talk to him since our pretend date. [And she’d put that in the category of sweet over unpredictable, although she’d been surprised how readily he’d accepted pretending to be her boyfriend for sweets.] What is the most wild thing that you’ve seen him do?
That… Is not what I was expecting to hear. [Said with a laugh,] When we talked it was largely about pastries and baking. He strikes me as more of the strategist – the brains for your brawn and Molly’s charm.
[And if you think sitting down will protect your butt, sir… Maybe for now, but in the meantime she’ll happily crawl up in his lap, legs curled up on the side so she can cuddle in comfortably within the arms of the chair, head on his shoulder. Too bad for the map that remains unfinished on the desk, the orb laying forgotten on top of it.]
I worry I may intimidate him. We have a little game that I am a mortal – but I’m not sure if he would prefer it that way.
[She’s not the most insightful when it comes to deeper thoughts. Her specialty lies with more surface, emotional responses, so Caleb’s calm demeanor is largely a shroud to her.]
[A squeak comes out when he squeezes her, and she laughs, poking his nose until he relaxes his grip.]
Of course. And charm. You are obviously favored by the gods, to have it all.
[And something convoluted, yes Caleb would get on with Athena perfectly. She certainly doesn’t mind the game, it’s just interesting to figure out what makes the redhead tick.]
Oh? Have you two talked about me privately? [The tell me everything is unspoken, but obvious in her expression. The only thing she loves more than being doted on in person is being doted on when she’s not around.]
Is that how it is? I'm fortunate to have inherited such a close family.
[Oh no, tickling her when she doesn't have any clothes to save her - you are a cruel man Fjord. She laughs and swats his hands, before her expression goes serious,]
I wish I could offer you the same here, but all I have is myself.
[ The raspberry has him veering to one side, ticklish. He spanks her immediately, reactively even, and gathers Aphrodite up like a misbehaving puppy. ]
I'm not answering that, it's fuel on the fire.
[ He deposits her on the bed and proceeds to blow his own raspberries all along her neck and down her side, chasing her ribs. ]
[There's a squeal of laughter and she kicks her feet, putting up a paltry struggle as he gathers her and moves them from chair to bed. The raspberries against her neck and sides make her gasp and she squirms, scooting up the bed at the same time that she tugs at the knot of hair on top of his head, cheeks red and tears at the corner of her eyes with laughter.]
That's not fair- Aha, I can't spank you back like this!
[ Laughing along with her as they roll around, he makes a show of wrestling her onto her side where he can pin her under his dead weight. Not all of it, but enough to be annoying. Then he lets out a weary, over-blown sigh. ]
Looks like you tired me out all over again, I can't move anymore ...
[She lands at least a good smack to his back before giving a good wriggle, at least to get comfortable - giving an oof when she situates in a way that presses his weight more heavily on her stomach, which follows with laughter.]
When you told me you had the power to topple gods, I thought perhaps it would involve more than laying on them, dearest.
[Said while she cards her fingers through his hair, eyes soft, but teasing, as she looks at him.]
Mmm ... but this particular god is ever so soft, [ as he slides down to plant a kiss between her breasts, he pillows his head on one a moment later and looks up at her, ] so why would I try too hard?
I'm very menacing if I choose to be. [Said with an exaggerated huff, and the carding of her fingers turns to a very delicate scratch of nails massaging his scalp. Just for emphasis.]
You've only known my soft parts.
[Soft parts like a very nice breast that is making a comfortable pillow under his cheek right now.]
[ He's almost purring, a rumble somewhere in his chest on every other exhale as her fingers play through his hair. ]
I'm not scared of you. [ He wraps his arms around her in a cuddle to demonstrate it. ] I respect your power but you're my girl, my sweetheart. You would never hurt me.
[The bluster and (exaggerated) bravado bleeds out of her posture, and Fjord will feel her body go softer, more relaxed as he wraps his arms around her. Settling comfortably in his arms. In his bed. Where she’s meant to be.]
It’s true. [She hums, smiling. Soft and genuine. She couldn’t imagine a world where she would want to hurt Fjord. Quite the opposite. Even thinking about it makes her heart feel tight.] But Fates help anyone that tries to harm you or take you from me, my love. Demeter’s endless winter would pale by comparison.
[Epics are born when a god is torn from something they love.]
[ It's a weighty sentiment, he thinks Aphrodite would wreck more havoc on the world than even the Wildmother would. Keeping the mood light, he wiggles in place. ]
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[Aphrodite hums a happy tune, enjoying the simple closeness. It’s not something she indulges in so often, especially here on the island. Sure, up in Olympus she was constantly lounging on and around her fellow gods, but simple, affectionate snuggling? Not so much. It’s nice.
Musing out loud,] I think she would get along well with Caleb. [Ah,] That is, I do not consider Caleb boring!
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[ He sways with her on the spot, slowly back and forth. ]
We both know Caleb's a wildcard when he wants to be.
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[Said with a grin, and a playful hand that dips low to squeeze his butt over top his sleep pants.]
And is that so? I’m afraid I haven’t had a much of a chance to talk to him since our pretend date. [And she’d put that in the category of sweet over unpredictable, although she’d been surprised how readily he’d accepted pretending to be her boyfriend for sweets.] What is the most wild thing that you’ve seen him do?
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You'd still be beautiful even if it wasn't in your job description.
[ Thinking about Caleb though ... ]
He disintegrated a goliath monster underwater, once.
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[And if you think sitting down will protect your butt, sir… Maybe for now, but in the meantime she’ll happily crawl up in his lap, legs curled up on the side so she can cuddle in comfortably within the arms of the chair, head on his shoulder. Too bad for the map that remains unfinished on the desk, the orb laying forgotten on top of it.]
I worry I may intimidate him. We have a little game that I am a mortal – but I’m not sure if he would prefer it that way.
[She’s not the most insightful when it comes to deeper thoughts. Her specialty lies with more surface, emotional responses, so Caleb’s calm demeanor is largely a shroud to her.]
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[ Squeezing her to prove his point! Rock-hard. That's him.
Only in specific situations.]Caleb probably thinks you want to play the game to put him at ease, so he's letting you. Or ... something convoluted like that.
He definitely likes you for you.
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Of course. And charm. You are obviously favored by the gods, to have it all.
[And something convoluted, yes Caleb would get on with Athena perfectly. She certainly doesn’t mind the game, it’s just interesting to figure out what makes the redhead tick.]
Oh? Have you two talked about me privately? [The tell me everything is unspoken, but obvious in her expression. The only thing she loves more than being doted on in person is being doted on when she’s not around.]
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He knows you're special, [ trying to tickle her thighs, ] and he knows how I feel about you, so he'll always care for you too.
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[Oh no, tickling her when she doesn't have any clothes to save her - you are a cruel man Fjord. She laughs and swats his hands, before her expression goes serious,]
I wish I could offer you the same here, but all I have is myself.
[Leaning in she presses her lips to his neck...]
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Fortunately, I am more than enough, don't you think?
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[ The raspberry has him veering to one side, ticklish. He spanks her immediately, reactively even, and gathers Aphrodite up like a misbehaving puppy. ]
I'm not answering that, it's fuel on the fire.
[ He deposits her on the bed and proceeds to blow his own raspberries all along her neck and down her side, chasing her ribs. ]
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That's not fair- Aha, I can't spank you back like this!
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[ Laughing along with her as they roll around, he makes a show of wrestling her onto her side where he can pin her under his dead weight. Not all of it, but enough to be annoying. Then he lets out a weary, over-blown sigh. ]
Looks like you tired me out all over again, I can't move anymore ...
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When you told me you had the power to topple gods, I thought perhaps it would involve more than laying on them, dearest.
[Said while she cards her fingers through his hair, eyes soft, but teasing, as she looks at him.]
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You've only known my soft parts.
[Soft parts like a very nice breast that is making a comfortable pillow under his cheek right now.]
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I'm not scared of you. [ He wraps his arms around her in a cuddle to demonstrate it. ] I respect your power but you're my girl, my sweetheart. You would never hurt me.
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It’s true. [She hums, smiling. Soft and genuine. She couldn’t imagine a world where she would want to hurt Fjord. Quite the opposite. Even thinking about it makes her heart feel tight.] But Fates help anyone that tries to harm you or take you from me, my love. Demeter’s endless winter would pale by comparison.
[Epics are born when a god is torn from something they love.]
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I'm sooo special ... !
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She kisses the top of his head then grins,]
So if that Uk'otoa comes back for any of your balls, he will have to answer to me first.