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Wishlist || Heph&Tea

[ DM FROM @TASTYSWEETEA ]: Your box arrived! [ DM ]: I thought we could open it together? [ DM ]: Or if you’re still shy I could open it in front of you. [ VID ]:

[ DM ]: Does my excitement incentivize you to try and let me see your cute face, themechanic?

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Spontaneous || Aph&Heph

Aphrodite’s eyes were on her phone as she walked towards the mostly glass building down the road from her apartment, thumb moving over various characters as she messaged with the women she did not know was, in fact, her daughter. They were making plans to do a sip and paint but were also gossiping about their love lives, Aph messaging her about Heph’s apple shaped candle holder. She’d wanted to talk to him about meeting but it was like the pair of them had been avoiding it. On Aph’s part because she didn’t think someone who had met her that way would really see her as someone who deserved a fuller investment of time.

Keeping her head down and focused on the messages she was sending, of course. meant she wasn’t paying any attention to her surroundings as she approached the gym. Apple scent heavy on her warm lightly sunkissed skin with a gentle glow washed over the man she collided with. “Sorry, texting and walking is -” she began, slipping the phone into the side of her tights before catching sight of him. Her whole face seemed to light up, brilliant eyes widened and the corners of her perfectly pink lips pulled into full and blushing cheeks.

“Henry,” she said, hand now free immediately placing itself on him, without the notion of boundaries coming to her head the way they normally would have - people paying for her was private and it was on them to decide if they wanted people to know how, or even if, they knew her. “I can’t believe it’s you.”

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Aphrodite swallowed saliva as she sat beside the man who was still, technically, her husband. Whenever she saw him it always felt like a mix of emotions washed over her, none of which were guilt because that was entirely too mortal a mood. "I suppose, you will refuse to dance this evening,” she commented, refusing to specifically look at him. Sometimes Heph was...challenging to resist but with her children around she knew she needed to behave.