Peitho laughed brightly against the kiss, wrapping herself around him and promising the dirty things she was going to do.
Luna stood by the kitchen counter and listened to the sound of them fucking through the open bedroom door. So... what exactly was she supposed to do now? She sat down on the nearest bar stool, letting the bag slide quietly off her shoulder. Peitho had abandoned her completely to go get rimmed by her husband or something and Luna had to... should she be making dinner for them?
Eventually she got up and poured herself a drink from the bar, hoping that was okay. Then she went and sat by the window, taking in the sprawling city below her.
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Afternoon had turned into night and Peitho was trailing her fingers across Hermes' bare chest as they lay together. "It's good to be home," she purred, leaning up to bite his earlobe. "And it's good to see you missed me."