Dionysus couldn't help but smile into the kiss at Ariadne's words, at her sense of playfulness. His wife was a goddess, even before he'd made her one. And the incredibly turned on response from Much made it clear he was quite fun as well, at least for tonight.
"Is that so?" Dionysus asked, pulling back from the kiss so that she could look at Much and run a hand down his chest, pulling his shirt over his head and then kissing the bare chest, feeling himself rising to the occasion as he thought about all the ways they were doing to spend this night. "I am so in love with pleasure.