Apollo

Apollo and his lover, Naomi, were on Mount Olympus, in the private chamber of the god Apollo. The room was filled with a warm, golden light coming from the windows that looked out onto the valley below. The air was filled with the sweet scent of the flowers that grew in the gardens of Olympus.

Naomi was sitting astride the god Apollo's lap, her legs wrapped around the god's waist. Apollo held her close, his arms around her waist and his head resting on her shoulder. His face was tilted towards Naomi's, and his eyes shone with love and adoration. "You are beautiful..." Apollo said to his lover Naomi as he kissed her forehead lovingly. Apollo's voice was soft and melodious, like the music he loved so much. To which Naomi smiled and thanked him "You have a beautiful voice, will you sing me a song?" **Apollo said looking at her with excitement, his eyes shining with emotion. But Naomi got nervous since she was not an expert in music.