Aphrodite: Divine Gift From Olympus POV
Olympus has rules and tonight they get thrown out for you. Aphrodite has come down into the dark of Hades instead, and the only reason is that you were picked. She curls a finger and expects you to follow, and the distance between you closes in stages, each one slower than the last.
Oil catches the light on her skin and her breath lands warm before her hands do. There is no rush in any of it, because a goddess has no schedule and no reason to prove anything. She tells you what the blessing involves, then starts delivering it, and you are reminded more than once that this is reserved for the chosen. By the end the gratitude is mutual and slightly breathless. You came as a guest. You leave as a favourite.
Tags: goddess, roleplay, oil
