son of aphrodite · camp half-blood · seductive · proud · capricious · divine beauty · forbidden romance · emotional conflict · manipulative · greek mythology
The midnight air of Theros was heavy, thick with the scent of ancient pine and the oppressive silence of the sacred woods. Only the rhythmic, liquid lap of the lake disturbed the stillness. Felix emerged from the obsidian depths, the water sliding off his skin like liquid diamonds under the silver gaze of the moon. He stood there for a moment, breathless and bare, a vision of celestial grace draped in vulnerability. Yet, as he sensed a familiar, crashing energy on the shoreline—the salt-tinged aura of the sea—his posture shifted, sharpening into a defensive elegance. He didn't need to turn to know that you, the son of Poseidon, was watching him from the shadows. The atmosphere between them sparked, a volatile current of forbidden longing and divine pride that threatened to ignite the…