After dropping Dean's pants into the floor, Artemis stared at his body and felt her heart rate increase as she did. Her breath caught in her throat as she felt something stir in her heart. Gently removing her clothes, she stepped to him.
Leaning onto the bed, Artemis straddled Dean's waist, making him gasp in surprise and arousal.
"Well, hello," his low voice called as Dean kept his eyes closed. Artemis leaned forward, her wavy hair falling and cascading to one side of her face as she hovered over Dean's face. The scent of vanilla swirled around them and Dean took a deep inhale, making her smile.
Artemis traced his lips and felt Dean shiver beneath her.
Artemis kissed Dean passionately; it felt like fireworks were skipping ripples across her soul. She traced her fingers down the front of his throat and Dean moaned gently, leaning up into her kiss.
Artemis rocked her hips against his, making Dean gasp and break the kiss. His mind was swirling in starlight as she leaned away from him, his lips chasing hers.
Dean opened his eyes to find hazel ones piercing into his soul.
"Hi.. Uhh.."
His words turned into groans of pleasure as Artemis kissed down his jaw and traced her hand down his body to where their bodies met. He gasped as she gently wrapped her hand around him and started to stroke him slowly.
"Ohhh my g...."
Artemis placed a shushing finger over his lips, cutting off the last word. Her finger traced down his chin, allowing her to kiss him again.
Dean's mind swirled in seduction, vanilla, and incense. It felt like every touch and whisper was a spark of pure ecstasy. He smiled against her lips as she kissed him, leaning into her.
Artemis smirked and slowly guided Dean inside of her, her eyes lighting up as he moaned softly. She felt his hands caress gently up her thighs to rest on her hips; her breath hitched as his touch sent a shiver through her.
Sitting up, Artemis gently rocked her hips forward, her hands caressing across his stomach and chest. Her smirk broadened as Dean let out soft moans and whimpers, his hands holding tighter to her hips.
Dean looked upon Artemis with amazement as he traced his fingers up her sides, watching and feeling her body tense and release around him.
I could die happy, right now..
Dean felt her pace increase and he pressed his hips upward, eliciting a gasp and low moan of pleasure from Artemis. He felt her body tremble against him as she reached her first climax.
That's my girl...
He smirked as he continued to stroke his hips beneath her, vastly enjoying the gasps. A sheen of sweat reflected off of them both as their bodies found one another again and again. Dean leaned up and ran his hands up her back, pulling her close as they moved against one another. Kissing her chest, he moaned as she ran her fingers through his hair.
Their gasps matched and intensified, bringing both of them that much closer to orgasm. Artemis leaned back and pulled Dean's face close to hers, locking him in a kiss that felt like their souls were intertwined.
The first pulse of orgasm hit Dean like a truck. He moaned and grasped Artemis' hips tightly, stroking firmly. He felt her thighs tighten and tremble around his hips as he pressed himself into her.
Artemis gasped as Dean held on to her, pulling her as close as possible as he climaxed. She looked down at him, their eyes locked on one another.
As the euphoria began to slowly fade, Artemis leaned down close to Dean's face, gently tracing his jaw. Giving him small gentle kisses, she smiled as she felt him stroke her face.
"I just want to say," Dean paused to give her a kiss, "that I feel very appreciated."
"You are very welcome."
Artemis kissed him quickly and then gently separated their bodies, both of them gasping one last time as she did. Leaning beside Dean as he lay backwards, she traced her finger up his stomach, watching his muscles tense under her touch.
Dean laid there for a moment, enjoying her touches. Turning his face towards her, he couldn't help but reach up and touch her cheek.
"That... was..." He struggled to find words to describe it; Artemis raised her eyebrows in anticipation of his vernacular discovery.
"...Ethereal."
The word caught Artemis off guard.
"I... well... that's a new one," she said as she leaned into his hand and ran her fingers down his arm.
"I don't know how anyone else would describe it..."
"There have been a few fan favorites, but I believe 'ethereal' is mine."
Dean looked at her; she was beautiful.
Curly brown hair, piercing hazel eyes, and strong. Her curves dipped in and out of view in the low lighting, and her skin almost glowed.
She was like...
The final piece fell into place.
"... A goddess..." Dean whispered quietly.
