A kiss from a Goddess

“So, is he yours, mine or his?”The smaller woman, Eris, twitters on, her voice mellifluous, her aspect wild but beautiful. Her raven-black hair hangs past her shoulders in apropos chaotic disarray. The twinkle in her midnight blue eyes gives off the impression that she’s in on the joke.

“I hope he’s mine.” Aphrodite sighs vapidly and toys with her own blonde ringlets, effortless beauty by definition. “I really haven’t had any followers in centuries! You have the Discordians at least. Hell, there are even people around who worship him, and everyone at least knows his name thanks to those awful Marvel movies Disney keeps pumping out like premature ejaculation!”

Eris chuckles in response, as a masculine voice somehow oozes from the shadows, “They’re not that bad, but Tom Hiddleston doesn’t look anything like me. And you have the biggest cult of all, Toots.”He emerges from the darkness, a giant of a man, taller than either goddess or even anyone you’ve ever seen. His long hair and wild beard are the color of fire, and the hair seems to dance the way flames do. Lips scarred by what appears to be stitching curl into a cruel grin as he slopes up to the ladies. “After all, even those movies you bash are full of beautiful people. So... what’s a place like this doing hanging around a couple girls like you?”

“Discussing the new User.” Aphrodite’s reply indicates that she fails to grasp the implied insult. She doesn’t seem to have enough guile to be ignoring it. “He’s cute in a plain sort of way.”

Eris on the other hand is pretty damn quick on the uptake and smacks the red haired man across the chin (as high as she can reach). “Hush, Loki. I know I didn’t give it to him, though I wish I would have. He’s my kind of people.”

“I was thinking the same thing,” Loki replies rubbing his chin, “So if none of us gave it to him, that means he has one of the originals. I didn’t know there were still any around. Not after we three modified all the ones that survived The Garden.”

You’re now pretty sure they’re talking about The Affection Multiplier, and that you’re the User. The AM is somehow connected to these three divine beings and the Garden of Eden. And if that’s true then the Judeo-Christian God is real, and so is the Devil. But then there are two Greek goddesses and a Norse half-giant standing in front of you, which implies that those beliefs are also true. Which means... Fuck you’re starting to get a headache. Who the hell ever heard of someone getting a headache in a dream?

That’s when they seem to notice you. Eris smiles like the cat that ate the emu and looks right at you. “We have company gang.” She walks over to you and cups your chin. You can feel the warmth of her tiny hand, and feel her sweet breath on your face as she leans in close. Your lips meet hers.

You thought that the loving kiss that you shared with Beth in the hotel room was amazing. Eris has softer lips than you’ve ever imagined any being could. A kiss from her is like your soul having an orgasm. Her tongue tastes like apples and heaven. The disappointment you feel as she draws back from you must be the way Lucifer felt when God told him that He was very disappointed in him.

“It’s time to wake up, Jimmy.”