Emissaries of Aphrodite

Diana of Themyscira, known to most as Wonder Woman, strode into the vault chamber beneath the city the world of men had once called Helike, alert and ready. Her armor shone in the faint light filtering down to this place through the crumbling ancient stones, and she looked around with a confidence that could only be held by someone with the power of the gods in her veins and the skill of a centuries-old Amazon warrior.

She had been drawn here by that power, like calling to like. Something from the ancient world was here, something left here even before the city had been wiped from the map by Poseidon's earthquakes and waves, and she had sensed its growing influence seeping out into the world. As one of the few heroes on the planet who could sense such things and withstand their magic, she had come to investigate. She wasn't sure what awaited her, or what had woken this power from days long ago, but no one was more capable of handling whatever it might be than her.

From the far end of the chamber, a soft light slowly extended itself through the shadows, warm as the first rays of dawn. Almost immediately, Diana could feel the presence materializing before her, a divine essence entwining itself with the very air. Her skin tingled as though a thousand butterflies had taken flight beneath it, and when she blinked, the chamber shifted—the ruined pillars restored, the room cleaned of debris, and shimmering with a pale rose-gold light.

And then She was there.

"Diana of Themyscira," Aphrodite breathed, stepping forward with impossible grace. The scent of roses and saltwater clung to her, intoxicating as aged wine. "It has been too long, darling."

Diana swallowed hard, her fingers tightening around the Lasso of Truth. Her back straightened instinctively, shoulders squaring beneath her armor even as her pulse quickened. Something unfamiliar prickled beneath her skin—not fear, but a heat that coiled low in her stomach and fluttered behind her ribs.

Diana's history with the Olympian gods had been long and tumultuous, but she knew that for all their power, they had long ago agreed to restrictions in their ability to affect the world, and could not easily break those agreements. Limits or not, however, she knew it did not pay not to offer them respect, and she did not yet know the Goddess's purpose here. "Lady of Desire," she ventured, giving Aphrodite a deep bow.

Aphrodite smirked, twirling a golden curl around one delicate finger. Her blue eyes gleamed with amusement as she circled the Amazon, trailing manicured nails across Diana's pauldrons. "At your birth all those eons ago when I gave you the gift of beauty, I would never have thought it would be you that would first find my Amulet, little one."

Diana maintained her wary posture, but replied with polite curiosity. "Amulet?"

"Oh, yes," breathed the Goddess. "The Amulet of Infinite Desire. Much of my power was locked within it long ago, before the Covenant was signed. Dear Poseidon was kind enough to hide it away for me, but it's taken _so _much longer than I'd hoped for its magic to build up again."

Aphrodite held out the source of the chamber's light - a golden clamshell on a string of perfect pearls, partway open to reveal a flawless pink gem. She raised it to her neck, and suddenly she was wearing it, as if it had always been there. The Goddess took in a deep, shuddering breath, the breath of a lover anticipating their partner's next passionate kiss. "At last."

Diana was growing truly wary now. If Aphrodite had truly regained power she held before the Covenant was ever signed -

Before Diana could make another move, the Goddess of Beauty, Love, and Desire raised her hand and blew Diana a kiss.

Diana instantly dropped to her knees, the core of her body suddenly filled with an intense heat. She was suddenly, impossibly, more needy than she could ever remember being in all her centuries of life, and she could do nothing but pant with need as Aphrodite placed a finger beneath her chin, raising Wonder Woman's dark eyes to meet those of the Goddess.

"As I helped bring you into this world, my dear, you shall help bring me bring the true Gospel of Love back into it."

Something within Diana writhed at hearing Aphrodite's words, and the moment hung in the air as Aphrodite smiled down at her.

"Now, my first Emissary of this modern world...what name best suits your new life?"

Author's Note: This story is sort of an experiment in writing quick and dirty TF erotica, mostly to see if I can put out content a little faster than I have in the past. I've never written fanfic-style before, since it sometimes feels a little constraining, but I definitely must admit using known characters and worlds takes a lot of the work out of worldbuilding, which means this stuff flows a lot faster.