They came as one and rode the waves together, his godhead within her maidenhood.  For a moment, he felt transcendent from mere mortal concerns and he wondered if his lover felt the same way.  Then all too quickly the spell was over and Simon fell back to reality where he was still riding atop of April.  Simon nuzzled April's neck, coated in a salty sheen of their sweat.  "Mmmm..."  Simon mumbled as he listened to April's words.  "You've done well to earn my blessing.  No longer an acolyte, but a full-fledged priestess in my service."<br/><br/>Her hand was so soft when she stroked his side and in spite of himself, Simon growled slightly in pleasure.  He heard April's words though as she confessed her feelings and he smiled, although out of happiness or smugness Simon wasn't certain.  Simon flipped around April and slid underneath her.  Now he was the one on the bottom with April on top.  He looked into April's happy eyes and he drew her down for a kiss.  "And I you, my sweet April.  You should never want for love or anything else you deserve."