He was in awe of the hot spring. He had heard about them from other goddesses or gods. He was about to use one and he was excited. He stops and undresses at the spring. All he could do now was stare at Neshita. She was beauty personified and she was the most alluring person he had meet in his travels He was stunned, but once she sat down he was able to walk to her and  sit near her. How could he have been a very lucky good to get such elegance and beauty. He got in and looks at her and smiles. "So I was thinking that you and I could have dinner. No maids me cook something for you." He informs her. He strokes her face and smiles. He touches her lips  once again and then pulls her on top of him for a kiss. He knew that he was a god. And she was a demon. But he did not care. He kisses her with passion and his hands travel all over her body. His hands exploring her exotic skin. It was passion mixed with lust. Two parts of a whole. That were suppose to hate, but at this point they did not. He pulls away after a few minutes and he pulls away looking into her loving eyes.