[ 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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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.