If Philotes wanted to lead, Peitho gladly let her do so but more often than not it was Peitho who led the way and pulled her friend along with her. Most of the time there were things that she wanted and in the moment saw nothing but that thing. She did try to be more aware of who else it would affect or how someone with her would react. She was Persuasion after all, she could make just about anyone thing anything was a good thing at any given time.
She grinned as they moved around the floor, gaining more and more looks from those in the room, some were aghast, some were stunned while others looked even a bit amused. She was enjoying herself in that moment and her hand pressed tighter against Philotes, feeling her even through the corset and all the layers she wore.
The young goddess smiled at her friend's giggling and it amused her. "Oh goodness, can you imagine? I think the old bitties my have full on attacks of the vapors," she said with a very exaggerated southern accent." It amused her, though, and she did love seeing that very wicked look in her eyes. "You're very naughty. I like how you think, and dancing like we used to is very appealing as well."
Tempted as she was there was a line that could perhaps be too much and this tight laced society might lose their minds if they just removed all their layers save the chemises. It was so much easier before, and elsewhere. It brought up memories of them happily dancing through Greece, on Olympus, with no real cares in the world. Those were fun memories. And brought to mind of being true to oneself, being happy.
Peitho liked kisses no doubt about it, but Lottie kissing her was surprising, but not bad at all. She immediately leaned into the kiss and kissed her friend back. It was heated and deep, full of passion and love, and continued even as they moved along the dance floor.