"My Muse, my Calliope." Oh hot, sexy, brilliant Calliope. Apollo smiled brightly as he lunged forward to kiss her again, both of his hands around her face for the beginning of the kiss before they started moving down. The soft breasts of the first of his Muses beneath his hands made him hard in his pants, always, and he pressed himself closer against her, so she could feel what power she had on him.