Over the moon on a red rocketship

Hyperion didn’t seem to be a particularly serious being as he returned his knowledge of Fenris. Uncultured as he was Hyperion didn’t seem offended by her beliefs and embraced them. Tor even more so than the god of men. She let her uncharacteristic grin play over her features as he explored the concept of her beloved goddess. He was receptive to her hesitant kiss and she could feel the smile he wore from her own lips. Her stormy silver eyes flashed with mischief, he wouldn’t be terribly difficult to convince of her intentions.

The desire of the flesh was encouraged to be explored in her culture, the Ademre were full believers in the thought of free love. Ballad wouldn’t shame herself for the desires she explored tonight or themen she had lain with. There was no connection between sex and love, so when you found a handsome brute it was best to indulge. Hyperion seemed to have the same thought.

Hyperion was quick to take Tor’s honor seriously, while she had been hesitant in her affection he resisted not. Their lips met again with much more passion returned than she had offered but Ballad swiftly returned the eager attitude. She allowed him to take hold of her and he could easily bend her to his will. With fluttering lashes and an eagerness in her movements Ballad took her chance. The two of them would show full devotion to Tor until Fenris brought forth the day and their attentions might turn to him. ”To Tor.” She whispered as she moved her lips to his ear and nibbled suggestively as she gave herself to him.

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