Looking into Davan’s liquid blue eyes, Brandon purred, “It’s always alright for two healthy, young demigods to kiss”. With a big smile, the son of Apollo, informed his enchanting cousin, “Oh, you will not believe what you’ve gotten yourself into, Davan!”, he gently smacked the other’s butt, “You can thank me later”.
Walking up to the lake, Brandon and Davan were surrounded by nymphs, dryads and satyrs all touching them, caressing them, nuzzling and kissing. Brandon was very familiar with this, having made many visits to the lakes; the blond demigod kissed back and grabbed at the amorous paranormals, laughing lustfully. Stretching his neck, Brandon kissed Davan on the ear and whispered, “They are going to start undressing you, cousin, so don’t be alarmed when it happens”. No sooner than he had whispered it, Brandon saw a nymph and a satyr pulling Davan’s shirt over his head; feeling a tug at his feet, Apollo’s son lifted each leg so a dryad could remove his shoes and he kissed the satyr who unfastened his shorts. Out of curiosity, his eyes darted over to see what stage of undress his stunning cousin was at.