Bruce had tried to get away from the purple painted lips of the Sorceress before him, but he couldn't due to the magic of the witch. Which was when Circe headed in for a kiss, he tried to do the best to avoid being kiss by this self-absorbed witc...goddess of love. He knew that things had changed, that he had been altered... and he didn't care. All that mattered was his mission, family and the goddess before him. As he tried to kiss back at her passionately, she pulled away from him and smiled brilliantly as she said, "I take it you have changed your mind about being my lover?"

"It would be the greatest achievement of my life if only to be used by you and thrown away, transformed into an animal. I swear by the River Styx that my heart, mind, body and soul will be forever yours. I will gladly be the priest to you, my goddess love." he said truthfully with devotion as he was head over heels and insanely in love with her.

She blinked and said, "I guess my little trick was better then I thought. I accept your offers, Bruce. From this moment on, you belong to me completely. You will aid and protect me, even as I use you as I wish."

With snap of her fingers, his chains vanished. It would be a perfect time for an attack or to get to the magic items. Bruce did neither as he moved to embrace his purple haired love, and pull her into a kiss filled with emotional flames. Which Circe returned with the same ardor. When they pulled apart, she snapped her fingers again as their clothes vanished from their bodies to be piled neatly to the side of the bedroom she had teleported them into.

"Don't think we will be needing these, will we Bruce?" she asked in a saucy manner as he could only nod in agreement.