"There is a part of me that wants to tell you what I think of doing anything for you," Aphrodite growled lightly. "But there is a far greater part of me that needs to be fucked. So I will undress, Peitho... but not for you. For me."
A snap of her fingers and she stood nude in front of Peitho, glorious and terrible in her beauty. This was the side she did not show her mortal lovers, because it would incinerate them instantly. This was Aphrodite's true celestial form.
"Touch me," she commanded. Commanding wasn't begging, at least.