WHO Luna & assorted Merry Men WHEN Thursday evening WHERE Tuck's parsonage WHAT Delivery! WARNINGS talk of Luna's general dubious consent situation
True to her word, Luna had hidden the expensive vibrator away, unsure of what to even do with such a thing.
Masturbate with it? Not likely! Besides, Luna ended up being called to service with her masters so often that when she was alone, sex was the last thing on her mind. Mostly all she wanted to do with her solitary time these days was write and read.
But Luna's time was not her own, which was why she was acting as delivery service for two cases of Dionysus wine this evening. But at least she'd get to see someone she liked at the same time. She and Will texted pretty regularly since they'd met, sharing anecdotes about their day or dumb jokes. Luna, who didn't really have any friends, who didn't really have anyone outside of the gods she was owned by (or their god pals she was lent out to) found it nice to have someone she didn't have to treat with reverence.
She loved Hermes and Peitho, and she was loyal to them, but she also worshiped them and was owned by them. It was not a relationship that meant she could ever be completely relaxed. Hermes and Peitho were both easy-going with her... right up until they weren't.
But with Will she could just talk about whatever, and she wasn't expected to sleep with him. In fact, sex was completely off the table unless her gods commanded it. It made chatting with him a very relaxed experience.
Luna parked out the front of the address she'd been given and then walked up to knock her elbow on the door, her arms loaded high and heavy with two boxes of wine.