Who: Aphrodite and Methe What: Sensual pampering together time When: Let's call it Thursday night. Where:Casa Aphrodite. Rating: Low to middling (no sex, some nudity) Warnings: No sex, some nudity.
Aphrodite had been enchanted by Michele the moment she had laid eyes on her. Their time together had been brief, and filled with almost frantic sex. Aphrodite had known she was immortal, but she hadn't even taken the time to get her true name. This time around, she wanted to be much smoother, much more sensuous.
To that end, she had set up an evening of pampering and self-care. She had briefly thought of hiring people to give them massages, manicures and pedicures, but that was nothing she, Aphrodite, couldn't do herself for Michele, and she didn't really want anyone else around. She decided to go "old school", and pamper the other woman herself.
She had to smile to herself as she waited for Michele to arrive. There was an odd sort of fluttering in the pit of her stomach. Aphrodite did not flutter in anticipation of the arrival of others - if anything, other people fluttered over HER impending arrival. How novel then, that she should feel this way for the first time in a long time.