"No, you're not getting off that easily. The only way you're getting me to melt is if you touch me." Dite flirted, untying her loose wrap dress and rolling her shoulders to slip out of it, the pale pink fabric disappearing before it could touch the ground. Her skin was as close to perfect as she'd crafted it to be. What marks or 'blemishes' there were had been placed with artistic consideration, something to distinguish between when she was Vicki and when she was Aphrodite. Red-headed and Greek-featured Aphrodite had perfect skin and a flawless body. Blonde and blue-eyed Vicki was the goddess' attempt to create herself a more human form and coming away with something only slightly less than divine.
That form, as well as the true goddess under it, held no lingering hints of the damage Lucifer had attempted to do to her. She looked just the same as she always did.
She was happy to let him look her over as she stepped into the jacuzzi. She liked his eyes on her as much as she liked his hands or his mouth, but she knew it was more than him just enjoying her body this time. Her dear demon had been worried about her, perhaps as much as she had worried about him when he'd announced that he was doing something stupid. As much as she hated worrying about him and her dear candyman, that had been easier to deal with. She was used to worrying about the men in her life, after all, she had a whole garden of literally bloody flowers dedicated to the men that hadn't come back to her breathing. She had centuries of practice at it and knew how to distract herself, but when her men worried about her she could feel it and there was no distracting herself from that.
Of course, she wanted them to feel better because she loved them dearly, but getting rid of that low-level hum of anxiety in the back of her mind was great too.
"Hi." She said, coming to take his face in her hands before pressing a tender kiss to his lips. "Mm, how are you feeling, lovely?"