The compliment shouldn't have meant as much as it did when that part of his body was as good as decorative up until this point, something Connor acknowledged to himself with a breathy chuckle. Then Aphrodite's grip increased in pressure and he moaned quietly, hoping that would be all the affirmative she needed. In that moment, he couldn't have imagined one request the goddess could make that he wouldn't have complied with as long as it kept her hands on him.