Over the moon on a red rocketship

It seemed he hadn't been too far off the mark with his guess. The way she'd said the name just seemed like she was referring to something celestial so he'd taken a shot in the dark. Her chuckle was a good sign. Pleased with himself, Hyperion smiled crookedly. He would have pat himself on the back if he could. "The sun, of course," he said as though he'd simply forgotten. "Fenris. Big round fella, nice corona." Whoa, wait. This goddess of hers was significantly more interesting than the sun god guy. Goddess of love, huh? That was exactly his kind of meddling cloud lounger.

The woman shifted closer, her intent clear. Oh yes, he was liking this goddess. Ballad's tail curling around him caused Hyperion's skin to prickle. She leaned in slowly to give him the barest of kisses. Her lips brushed his and then he smiled into it, his mind on a funny thought. Hyperion leaned back just a little. "You're right," he murmured. "We should." He leaned in for a kiss - a real kiss. If they were going to honor this goddess or whatever they should do it properly, right? No half assing this thing.

Had it not flavored her lips the drink they shared would have been entirely forgotten. Hyperion wasn't even sure where it had been set, but he gave the little thought as he moved to lean into Ballad. He lifted one white tipped paw and aimed to cup the back of her neck with it and pull her in close.