aglaia feels the presence of the other goddess, turning to look in her direction. dogs howl and the sound echoes through the fields. “hekate, out on a stroll?”
« her. she breathes a little shallowly, licking her lips and placing her hand on her chest. “hephaestus” she says in greeting, biting on the corner of her lip. eyes trail, follow the sweat (…) olympus.
aglaia was normally a well behaved goddess. she kept her desires and thoughts to herself as best as she could. but oh there was something so very delectable about the sight before her. the lord of blacksmith noticed her presence and set the tools aside, approaching »
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+ “Very very silly” teases the goddess with lightness to her tone, smile easy to read within it. “It’s alright, I’m quite fond of silly gods.” The redhead squeezes the water from her hair as she gazed upon the god who is now facing her, gazing at her in turn. Let them gaze, +
+ more than anything. he was shy, she knows as much and unsure, uncertain not that he can be blamed. Aphrodite and everyone else in their live has made sure planting such seeds deeply. But perhaps Aglaia one day will tear it from the roots and plant new seeds. +
It was truly like gazing at gold at times. Their hair was bright and beautiful, much like all things Hephaestus. A gentle giant seems like an understatement, he was so soft and tender, caring. She loves that about them. Who wishes to be gazed upon by them ? why she, of course. +
+ “A walk would be wonderful, Hephaestus” she murmurs and it is then that she shifts to stand beside them. Her arm loops through theirs, hand gently gripping their bicep. “Shall we then?”