Over the moon on a red rocketship

Though she had no doubt that he’d been enjoying much of the beverage she offered him now Hyperion only took a sip. His attention was focused primarily on her and not her offered gift. With the looseness of the liquor it was easy for her dark lips to pull up softly into an inviting grin. She liked the way her name fell from his lips, and she flashed her teeth in appreciation as he offered his own comment on her title. She leaned into him comfortably, he was warm and inviting and she felt thrilled at the confusion and interest as she mentioned her god.

Ballad chuckled softly, her own soft silver eyes sparkling with mischief as the floor was opened up to her. ”The sun.” She explained simply, at least his mind was going in the right direction. ”God of the daylight, of men, the hunt and death.” Ballad slyly shifted her body suggestively. ”For now we celebrate with Tor. The moon, goddess of women, life and love.” The ember marked woman fluttered her lashes softly as she looked him over once more, knowing full well where they both wished this meeting to go. Hyperion was a handsome man and she felt eager to have her taste of him. ”We should honor her before Fenris’ return.” Her words were nearly as suggestive as her body pressed to his.

The woman whispered softly to him as her features reached up to where he was, her lips tantalizingly close to his. She smirked lightly as the darkness before the dawn settled over them. Her fiery tail wrapped around his hips as she hesitantly closed the distance and aimed to offer a brush of a kiss to his lips.