Re: Hecate - approaching midnight
Peitho stopped paying her attention to the boy as Hecate began laying her hands on, and she smiled at kissed the other goddess on her soft lips. "My Luna is your Luna," Peitho promised her, looking around the room.
She spotted Luna over by the window talking to one of the muses, and Peitho called her name and gestured for her to come over.
Luna took her leave of the muse, and wandered over to her mistress and Hecate.
"Hecate has need of you," Peitho told her.
Luna looked at the goddess of witches and tried not to blush. Hecate was not only utterly stunning, but she was all the sort of cool things Luna aspired to be. Witchy and enchanting and mystical, and Luna so admired that energy.
"At your service, my lady." It came out far more flirty and willing to please than she'd even meant it. She'd been taken to bedrooms by a few gods tonight, but not one she was already so fascinated by as Hecate.