She glides towards him, her bare body moving elegantly across the fathomless ocean, describing a perfect arc around the moonlight's reflection on the azure surface. He remains motionless, merely waiting. His body is as bare as hers on this warm summer night. The haste of unfulfilled lust burns bright within him, just as the memories of a thousand nights of shared passion linger inside her. Even gods despair sometimes, he thinks, and a little smile draws upon his lips. She notices, and stops. Looks at him, looks at that beautiful smile of his. How his lips crease up, how the soft lines of his face become somewhat deeper, and certainly more alluring. Time has ceased to exist for the pair. They're gods, after all, and gods and goddesses care not for such mundane things. In this place, and in this moment, only them and the moonlight truly matter. She resumes her advance, and this time, it's his turn to gaze at her. She moves swiftly, effortlessly, her long, crimson red hair trailing behind like a thick veil. The dark, ochre tones of her skin shine with a beautiful golden hue tonight. The silver luminosity of the night imbues her body with a gorgeous, somewhat unearthly glow. He moves for the first time, and raises his strong arms. He says 'Up' as he does this, and a thousand white doves fly up into the night. The birds briefly outline against the moon, and shadows dance and leap across her body as she approaches him. 'A god's whim, how remarkable,' she says. 'I could unhinge the stars if I so desired,' he answers. 'Yet, my desire is more focused tonight'. 'A god's desire.' 'Indeed.' He moves again, and they are so close to each other now that he can see her breasts rise and fall as she breathes the night air. She can now see his whole body, the hardness of his shaft barely concealed by the translucent waters. She smiles wryly. 'A thousand years hence, we may be still bathing in these very waters. But tonight, all of you belongs to me, my Lord.' 'Only lust is eternal. The wheel of fate spins endlessly, yet, all that truly matters is the desire in the heart of gods, just like it does on men. It is the engine of life. Rise.' As he uttered this word, a pleasant tingling sensation enveloped her, and her body lifted off the water. It rose slowly, effortlessly, describing a beautiful ascending curve over the horizon. Water dripped from her legs, and as the goddess' slender body soared, two dolphins jumped under her. The animals disappeared below just as suddenly as they had appeared. She smiled as he drew her body towards him. She offered no resistance. Instead, she shook the excess water off her hair, and as she did, a myriad dragonflies materialized. A colourful kaleidoscope of light rose into the night, each of the insects shining with a different shiny hue. 'I have party tricks of my own, my Lord.' 'So I see.' He also now rose, and met her body in mid-air. Their union was perfectly smooth. He entered all the way into her just as the luminosity from the dragonflies faded out. She moaned, long and true, and embraced him. Wrapping her legs around his waist she welcome him in deeper. 'The power of a thousand orgasms shall fill you tonight. It is a God's due to atone your body for an eternity of pleasure lost, vanished forever in the maelstrom of redemption.' 'A God and a gentleman,' she whispered, and gave fully into him. The azure below turned deeper. Rising and falling sunlight would come and go. Aeons passed, and yet, a God's passion is endless.