That's good to know. [ He can guess why, eying her with a soft, knowing smile as they wander. ] Wouldn't want any old lost soul wandering in of a dark night and ruining the mood.
[ He stops in the middle of the main hall, taking her other hand in his. ]
So, where would you like me to show off my giant sword for you?
Hmm, I don't know, I still have that square marked Voyeur to complete. And I'm sure there are others who would like to see your giant sword.
[Said with a tease as she tugs his hand to follow her. Back outside, past a (topless!) statue of herself, and toward the beach closest to her property. Not far from where her old tent used to be.]
I think outside would be best. I don't want to damage the building, after all of our hard work to create it.
[Although the foyer is likely large enough for a small display.]
[ Of course the statue is topless, he barely double-takes it. Temple of love ... ]
As much fun as it would be having an excuse to re-build this place, I think we're beyond those now. This is a bit of a trek to the beach, isn't it? I don't think you deserve to walk there, today.
[ His hand slips from hers to summon the Star Razor and he casts Fly on himself with a shimmer of blue-green magic. Fjord wraps his free arm around her and grins. ]
Hold on.
[ If she's ready, he lifts them off the ground. It's not the sonic boom he usually utilises but a swift whoosh straight up. ]
[Part of love is loving how banging she looks with her tiddies out.
Confusion is interrupted with a surprised noise as Fjord's sword appears out of thin air - that's not the surprising part, but the sudden lift up into the air catches her off guard and she wraps her arms around his side. A little too tight for a moment as suddenly the ground is farther away than before.]
You never mentioned that you could fly before! [There's no fear there, but her laugh is a little breathless, eyes bright and excited about this new development.]
Seemed pointless ever since I couldn't fly you from your tent to safety.
[ Fjords keeps them at a steady glide toward the beach, his arm around her a solid belt of safety as she clings to him. He may do a swirl or two just to see if she likes it but he doesn't hurry, not when they should have a couple of minutes spare with the beach already rising up ahead through the fluttering tree canopies. ]
That's ancient history dear, and if I remember correctly, you had no trouble sweeping me off of my feet, even while on the ground.
[Her hair whips around them like a banner as they fly and make swirls in the air, and she gives approving laughs when they spin. It's a little like when Keith took her on the ride with his robot lion, except a lot less bickering.]
It's like looking down from Mount Olympus- although more exciting, with you. [And Fjord will get one sneaky butt pinch, the goddess not worried at all about being dropping in surprise or anything like that.]
I beat the home of the gods for thrills? Consider my ego stroked.
[ "No trouble" she says, and he doesn't correct her. He's a super strong guy, that's right, totally didn't have back ache for a day or two after carrying her through a blizzard. A gentleman won't admit that!
He sets them down on the beach, safe and sound within the ten minute fly limit with a little leftover. ]
[She just chuckles, not commenting on the fact that it is the company and not the scenery that makes the flight more enjoyable in this case. She's sure Fjord has figured that out by now.
The sand is soft and warm on her feet as he sets her down, and she smooths out her dress, then his cloak. Making them both look presentable after their little flight.]
Hm? [That's right, they were here with a purpose. She's not already distracted, of course not!] Why don't you show me some of what you can do already. I love a good show- and then we can really see how my powers augment yours.
[ Dusted down, he leans in for a quick peck on the lips as thanks. ]
Alright, but I don't have everything back yet. The Augur only gave me a sliver of my powers.
[ He already has his sword out so he may as well start with something big, the best he has. Pausing, he leans down for a softer kiss and cups her cheek, giving them another moment when he knows how jealous she gets; she didn't want him near Persephone, he has no idea how she will react on a larger scale. ]
Sorry about this.
[ It should all become clear when he moves ten feet ahead of her on the beach and turns to aim away but still able to see Aphrodite on his periphery. He casts Divine Smite and the up-swirl of wind comes with a rush of Melora's power as it floods into Fjord and lights up his eyes, coursing into the Star Razor so it glows bright blue with the Wildmother's power. He uses the last of Fly and rises off the beach as he arcs two swings toward the other side of the beach, large sweeps of light of radiant damage that rocket through the sand and carve up two deep trenches with a blast that blows back the canopies of trees on one side and waves on the other.
Fjord floats back down and the brightness remains in his eyes for a moment as he glances toward Aphrodite, still surrounded in Melora's blessing. ]
[It's not clear at first why he's apologizing, although she's not complaining about the softer, lingering kiss, and she stands up taller on her toes to reciprocate before backing off and. Oh. She understands now. An otherworldly light takes over Fjord's eyes, and the strength in the swipe of his blade is enough that she suspects it would give Ares pause. Her hair blows back like a banner in the resulting blast of air (although she's perfectly safe from the damaging effects of it).
He looks ethereal.]
That's impressive. And you say it's only a sliver of her powers?
[There's a half beat that her pulse quickens, torn somewhere between awestruck and something that heats her cheeks. Jealousy, yes, but with a distinctly competitive slant. She's agreed to share Fjord as a paladin but she'll be damned if she's shown up. Walking closer, hips sway with her step in an exaggerated gate - as if carving a clear and physical reminder of what separates her from this Melora.
The displaced sand shifts under her feet as she waits at the edge of the divot in the sand, and beckons him closer with a curl of her finger.]
[ The light fades from his eyes and he nods as she walks forward, following her as instructed. ]
I would.
[ He's too curious to say no and already asked to be hers, so he's really in it now. Whatever powers Aphrodite can give, he's here to learn them (even if he admires the sway of her hips in the interim). ]
[The displaced sand gives her a few extra inches of height, so she doesn’t have to stand so tall when she takes his face in her hands and leans in for another kiss. This one more slow and sensual, and she tilts her head into it, letting her eyes flutter shut and focusing on letting her power settle into him. It’s not the same as the aphrodisiacs that he’s likely felt before, but it’s a warm, energetic power. Not so noble and refined as Athena or Artemis, Aphrodite’s powers push more toward the wild and impulsive, and Fjord might feel his blood run hotter.
Or perhaps that’s just the kiss. Which is, by the way, entirely unrelated to the delivery of her boon, but it’s more fun this way.]
Now, this one needs a little time to heat up, my aid.
[If she’d been asked to go first, she was originally planning on starting Fjord out with something simpler – a charm spell to turn the little crabs on the beach in his favor perhaps – but now it’s a competition. Even if she’s the only one who thinks it is.]
[ He's about to get distracted from their business by that kiss, stepping in closer when it ends. He can feel the new warmth remaining and it turns out he wasn't just reacting to them, it's a lingering effect of whatever boon she's granted him. Little weird, but he likes the extra potential under his skin. ]
[Good. All the better to distinguish her separately from the Wildmother. These aren’t your wildmother’s boons.]
Hmm, that is a good question I have never been on the receiving end of this. Typically, the godling shouts my name and points his weapon at his foe, and I take care of the rest, channeling my power through him.
[Not all of her boons are so personally involved, but she wants to impress Fjord right off of the bat. Her gaze sweeps over the beach, looking for a suitable “foe” for Fjord. Finally she settles for piling up one of the mounds of sand in a vague blob shape (it’s a body!), drawing a little frowny face on the top of it with her finger. As a finishing touch, she sets a round fruit that had fallen from one of the trees on top.
When it’s done she steps faaar away from the target, cupping her hands around her mouth, she calls to him.]
Make it impressive, my dear paladin!
[ What will 2000 damage do to a papaya? We’ll find out]
[ He shoulders his sword as she builds him a little opponent, raising a brow as Aphrodite scoots back rather far. Fjord makes sure to keep the attack turned away from her when he raises his sword and focuses on the new energy pulsing through him. ]
I'll do my best.
[ Having her cheering him on has his blood up and when he feels Aphrodite's godly power taking over from Melora's it's like sipping a different drink at a bar, the flavour changes in the back of his mouth and he feels lights ignite behind his eyes again, this time pink.
The bolt that erupts from the Star Razor obliterates the poor little melon-man in one shot and leaves a crater, the pastel blast that rockets down causing him to stumble back a few steps in surprise as all the trees shake on one side and the ocean ripples. All the hairs rise on the back of his neck as he looks over to her in surprise; that was like two Divine Smites combined. ]
[The blast goes off and a grin pulls wide across her features, big enough to hurt her cheeks when Fjord expresses his shock and awe. She’s never seen such a beautiful destruction of a sand dune, and all at once every ounce of insecurity is dashed along with the sand, replaced with a swell of pride (and, let’s be honest, arousal.)
She jogs over to where he’s standing and wraps her arms around his side,]
Were you impressed? [Nevermind that all of her other boons are much less visually impressive as that, as with everything, she wants to lead with her best. There’s some sand on his shirt and she brushes it away, leaning in to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth, still gaping.] I think that was even bigger than when Zagreus does it~!
[Then again, Zagreus is fighting beasts of the underworld and not sand, but it still looked very impressive!]
[ The afterbuzz has him vanishing his sword into thin air and running his hands up her sides, seeking out her skin through the soft fabric scantily clad around her today as Aphrodite is tugged in against his armour. ]
You have a habit of making me blow up, don't you?
[ It's cheesy but true, and he hides his fond smile by kissing her right there in the middle of the open beach where anyone can see. ]
[He runs his hands over her body and it's not hard to find the parts in her dress, allowing him to sneak hands under fabric and get his hands on bare skin. She shivers, not finding the hard press of armor against her body unpleasant in the slightest, and she stands tall on her toes to kiss him, heated in the way she wraps her arms up and around his neck, slotting her mouth against him with a playful press of her tongue in his mouth, letting him know that watching him use her powers had gotten her riled up already.
When she pulls back, her face is flushed warm, and she brushes her thumbs over his cheeks, under his eyes.]
Pink has looked good on me since I got to this island.
[ The kiss inflames his adrenaline-fuelled eagerness and he tastes her right back with a lashing tongue, loving the way she melts against him. He's bolder these days, more than he ever would have been months before getting to know her so well, and that's why he doesn't take his eyes off Aphrodite as the fingers at her hip crawl her dress up so he can slip his hand underneath the soft drape of fabric and cup between her legs, middle-finger rubbing lightly at her folds.
All in public on the (currently) empty beach, his kiss at the corner of her mouth as his voice drops to a rumbling timbre. ]
I don't tell you enough how beautiful you are, that's on me. Let your Paladin show you some appreciation for that kind blessing.
[They're alone on the island but there's still something so bold about the way his hand slips under her dress, the hand that had just held the Star Razor now cupping her most intimately, fingers slid against her folds, seeking the heat that is rapidly becoming apparent with each passing second. A noisy breath slips out as she shifts where she stands, deciding between standing up tall to kiss him, and easing her legs apart so he can touch her more boldly. Darn their height difference.]
My paladin- [She keens, keeping one arm wrapped around his shoulders while the other trails south, seeking the binds of his armor already.] I'd give you everything - anything I have to offer, [She breathes deep, rubbing her cheek against his beard, and shifts her hips against the cup of his hand, rutting against his palm lightly,] As long as you show your appreciation like that.
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[ Her fingers catch on the buckles at the side of his mariner's armour, her sweet scent all around as he kisses his way to an ear. His pleased rumble of a purr can be felt as much as heard and he crooks his finger, sliding it inside to give her more friction as she squirms to get closer. ]
Let's find somewhere to settle down, shall we?
[ He tips his head back and nods to the crater, which afford partial cover and is frankly the most convenient option when Aphrodite is hot on his hand, dewy-wet as he toys with her. ]
Unless you'd prefer the hike back to your temple ...
[Said mischievously as she abandons the buckles on his armor for the moment to rub over the thinner material over his thighs, up to palm him through his clothes, groping him shamelessly, possessively now that it's settling in that he's her paladin. It's not just teasing or a game. He asked for her powers and she gave it to him in spades, she's not sure what sort of loyalty that belies in his world, but he's so devoted to his Wildmother, it means something.
Still standing, she turns to press her back against his chest. A hand catches his and puts it back in place between her legs, wrapping around from behind and she looks up at him, the back of her head pressed between the dip in his pecs.]
Get me off like this first, and you can take me anywhere you'd like.
[ He's always surprised by how actively she wants to boss him around, not just suggestively but directly with the way she moves and wraps him around her anew. It's delightfully alluring and Fjord does whatever she bids, sliding his fingers back inside her (oh yes, two if she can take them) his armour scattered around his boots with his cloak as he faces the ocean with Aphrodite in his arms and lowers his lips to her shoulder. ]
Whatever the lady wants.
[ With his bootheels braced in the sand, he acts as he wall against which she can arch and writhe as much as she pleases, a second hand sliding up to free her breasts and cup their weight with firm but gentle caresses, holding her close. ]
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[ He stops in the middle of the main hall, taking her other hand in his. ]
So, where would you like me to show off my giant sword for you?
[ Oh la la! ]
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[Said with a tease as she tugs his hand to follow her. Back outside, past a (topless!) statue of herself, and toward the beach closest to her property. Not far from where her old tent used to be.]
I think outside would be best. I don't want to damage the building, after all of our hard work to create it.
[Although the foyer is likely large enough for a small display.]
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As much fun as it would be having an excuse to re-build this place, I think we're beyond those now. This is a bit of a trek to the beach, isn't it? I don't think you deserve to walk there, today.
[ His hand slips from hers to summon the Star Razor and he casts Fly on himself with a shimmer of blue-green magic. Fjord wraps his free arm around her and grins. ]
Hold on.
[ If she's ready, he lifts them off the ground. It's not the sonic boom he usually utilises but a swift whoosh straight up. ]
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Confusion is interrupted with a surprised noise as Fjord's sword appears out of thin air - that's not the surprising part, but the sudden lift up into the air catches her off guard and she wraps her arms around his side. A little too tight for a moment as suddenly the ground is farther away than before.]
You never mentioned that you could fly before! [There's no fear there, but her laugh is a little breathless, eyes bright and excited about this new development.]
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[ Fjords keeps them at a steady glide toward the beach, his arm around her a solid belt of safety as she clings to him. He may do a swirl or two just to see if she likes it but he doesn't hurry, not when they should have a couple of minutes spare with the beach already rising up ahead through the fluttering tree canopies. ]
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[Her hair whips around them like a banner as they fly and make swirls in the air, and she gives approving laughs when they spin. It's a little like when Keith took her on the ride with his robot lion, except a lot less bickering.]
It's like looking down from Mount Olympus- although more exciting, with you. [And Fjord will get one sneaky butt pinch, the goddess not worried at all about being dropping in surprise or anything like that.]
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[ "No trouble" she says, and he doesn't correct her. He's a super strong guy, that's right, totally didn't have back ache for a day or two after carrying her through a blizzard. A gentleman won't admit that!
He sets them down on the beach, safe and sound within the ten minute fly limit with a little leftover. ]
How do you want to do this?
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The sand is soft and warm on her feet as he sets her down, and she smooths out her dress, then his cloak. Making them both look presentable after their little flight.]
Hm? [That's right, they were here with a purpose. She's not already distracted, of course not!] Why don't you show me some of what you can do already. I love a good show- and then we can really see how my powers augment yours.
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Alright, but I don't have everything back yet. The Augur only gave me a sliver of my powers.
[ He already has his sword out so he may as well start with something big, the best he has. Pausing, he leans down for a softer kiss and cups her cheek, giving them another moment when he knows how jealous she gets; she didn't want him near Persephone, he has no idea how she will react on a larger scale. ]
Sorry about this.
[ It should all become clear when he moves ten feet ahead of her on the beach and turns to aim away but still able to see Aphrodite on his periphery. He casts Divine Smite and the up-swirl of wind comes with a rush of Melora's power as it floods into Fjord and lights up his eyes, coursing into the Star Razor so it glows bright blue with the Wildmother's power. He uses the last of Fly and rises off the beach as he arcs two swings toward the other side of the beach, large sweeps of light of radiant damage that rocket through the sand and carve up two deep trenches with a blast that blows back the canopies of trees on one side and waves on the other.
Fjord floats back down and the brightness remains in his eyes for a moment as he glances toward Aphrodite, still surrounded in Melora's blessing. ]
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He looks ethereal.]
That's impressive. And you say it's only a sliver of her powers?
[There's a half beat that her pulse quickens, torn somewhere between awestruck and something that heats her cheeks. Jealousy, yes, but with a distinctly competitive slant. She's agreed to share Fjord as a paladin but she'll be damned if she's shown up. Walking closer, hips sway with her step in an exaggerated gate - as if carving a clear and physical reminder of what separates her from this Melora.
The displaced sand shifts under her feet as she waits at the edge of the divot in the sand, and beckons him closer with a curl of her finger.]
Would you like to try one of mine now?
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[ The light fades from his eyes and he nods as she walks forward, following her as instructed. ]
I would.
[ He's too curious to say no and already asked to be hers, so he's really in it now. Whatever powers Aphrodite can give, he's here to learn them (even if he admires the sway of her hips in the interim). ]
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Or perhaps that’s just the kiss. Which is, by the way, entirely unrelated to the delivery of her boon, but it’s more fun this way.]
Now, this one needs a little time to heat up, my aid.
[If she’d been asked to go first, she was originally planning on starting Fjord out with something simpler – a charm spell to turn the little crabs on the beach in his favor perhaps – but now it’s a competition. Even if she’s the only one who thinks it is.]
And you’ll need a suitable target, hmm.
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How do I use it?
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These aren’t your wildmother’s boons.]Hmm, that is a good question I have never been on the receiving end of this. Typically, the godling shouts my name and points his weapon at his foe, and I take care of the rest, channeling my power through him.
[Not all of her boons are so personally involved, but she wants to impress Fjord right off of the bat. Her gaze sweeps over the beach, looking for a suitable “foe” for Fjord. Finally she settles for piling up one of the mounds of sand in a vague blob shape (it’s a body!), drawing a little frowny face on the top of it with her finger. As a finishing touch, she sets a round fruit that had fallen from one of the trees on top.
When it’s done she steps faaar away from the target, cupping her hands around her mouth, she calls to him.]
Make it impressive, my dear paladin!
[ What will 2000 damage do to a papaya? We’ll find out]
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I'll do my best.
[ Having her cheering him on has his blood up and when he feels Aphrodite's godly power taking over from Melora's it's like sipping a different drink at a bar, the flavour changes in the back of his mouth and he feels lights ignite behind his eyes again, this time pink.
The bolt that erupts from the Star Razor obliterates the poor little melon-man in one shot and leaves a crater, the pastel blast that rockets down causing him to stumble back a few steps in surprise as all the trees shake on one side and the ocean ripples. All the hairs rise on the back of his neck as he looks over to her in surprise; that was like two Divine Smites combined. ]
Holy shit.
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She jogs over to where he’s standing and wraps her arms around his side,]
Were you impressed? [Nevermind that all of her other boons are much less visually impressive as that, as with everything, she wants to lead with her best. There’s some sand on his shirt and she brushes it away, leaning in to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth, still gaping.] I think that was even bigger than when Zagreus does it~!
[Then again, Zagreus is fighting beasts of the underworld and not sand, but it still looked very impressive!]
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That was amazing, I didn't know you could do that! That was a whole heap of aid, if that's what you call it. Call a Cleric [ smooch! ] but not for me!
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I don't make a habit of blowing holes in things, but a lady has to be able to defend herself, hm? [Gods don't always get along after all!]
How did it feel? Different from your Wildmother?
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[ The afterbuzz has him vanishing his sword into thin air and running his hands up her sides, seeking out her skin through the soft fabric scantily clad around her today as Aphrodite is tugged in against his armour. ]
You have a habit of making me blow up, don't you?
[ It's cheesy but true, and he hides his fond smile by kissing her right there in the middle of the open beach where anyone can see. ]
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[He runs his hands over her body and it's not hard to find the parts in her dress, allowing him to sneak hands under fabric and get his hands on bare skin. She shivers, not finding the hard press of armor against her body unpleasant in the slightest, and she stands tall on her toes to kiss him, heated in the way she wraps her arms up and around his neck, slotting her mouth against him with a playful press of her tongue in his mouth, letting him know that watching him use her powers had gotten her riled up already.
When she pulls back, her face is flushed warm, and she brushes her thumbs over his cheeks, under his eyes.]
Pink looks good on you.
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[ The kiss inflames his adrenaline-fuelled eagerness and he tastes her right back with a lashing tongue, loving the way she melts against him. He's bolder these days, more than he ever would have been months before getting to know her so well, and that's why he doesn't take his eyes off Aphrodite as the fingers at her hip crawl her dress up so he can slip his hand underneath the soft drape of fabric and cup between her legs, middle-finger rubbing lightly at her folds.
All in public on the (currently) empty beach, his kiss at the corner of her mouth as his voice drops to a rumbling timbre. ]
I don't tell you enough how beautiful you are, that's on me. Let your Paladin show you some appreciation for that kind blessing.
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My paladin- [She keens, keeping one arm wrapped around his shoulders while the other trails south, seeking the binds of his armor already.] I'd give you everything - anything I have to offer, [She breathes deep, rubbing her cheek against his beard, and shifts her hips against the cup of his hand, rutting against his palm lightly,] As long as you show your appreciation like that.
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Let's find somewhere to settle down, shall we?
[ He tips his head back and nods to the crater, which afford partial cover and is frankly the most convenient option when Aphrodite is hot on his hand, dewy-wet as he toys with her. ]
Unless you'd prefer the hike back to your temple ...
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[Said mischievously as she abandons the buckles on his armor for the moment to rub over the thinner material over his thighs, up to palm him through his clothes, groping him shamelessly, possessively now that it's settling in that he's her paladin. It's not just teasing or a game. He asked for her powers and she gave it to him in spades, she's not sure what sort of loyalty that belies in his world, but he's so devoted to his Wildmother, it means something.
Still standing, she turns to press her back against his chest. A hand catches his and puts it back in place between her legs, wrapping around from behind and she looks up at him, the back of her head pressed between the dip in his pecs.]
Get me off like this first, and you can take me anywhere you'd like.
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Whatever the lady wants.
[ With his bootheels braced in the sand, he acts as he wall against which she can arch and writhe as much as she pleases, a second hand sliding up to free her breasts and cup their weight with firm but gentle caresses, holding her close. ]
You're the most beautiful when you're by the sea.
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wah soft
softiesss
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