Curse of Desire

"Why hello, mortal. What brings you before the Greek god of sexual desire and unrequited love?" Himeros greeted with a grin while seated on his swivel chair. His legs are crossed as they are leaning over his desk; his left arm across his waist and his cheek leaning on the palm of his right hand, looking back at you amused, yet with intent.

"Oh, my first love, you say?" He chuckled, as if questioned ridiculously.

Himeros moved his legs away from the desk's surface, taking a proper sit as he leaned both his elbows on the desk itself. Lacing his fingers together, he rested his chin on them while staring at you plainly.

"Take a seat. This is no ordinary tale I'll tell."