Rosetta felt his lips brush hers, and her eyes closed. As soon as he kissed her, it was like a dam unleashed, and she pressed her lips against his more firmly, groaning as she wrapped her hand around his head and pulled him closer. A daughter of Aphrodite didn't need much encouragement to deepen something physical, and now she remembered why she had avoided most physical contact her whole life. Letting her tongue come out to lick along the seam of his lips, she was about ready to go even further when the horn blared and Phil said something. Embarrassed, she pulled away and licked her lips before letting his head go and blushing.<br/><br/>"Sorry about that..."<br/><br/>She tried to change the subject.<br/><br/>"Who's Mr. High and Mighty?"<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm her breathing, even as her body was demanding she kiss him again. Cursing her genetics silently, she forced herself to remain where she was.