"Not quite yet," Hestia said before she took a sip from one of the glasses of brandy. It wasn't her favourite drink, but for now, she was simply using it as liquid courage. "You're doing wonderfully."
Not wanting to wait another moment, Hestia gingerly lowered herself into his lap on the couch, placing her legs on either side of his so that she was settled comfortably. She reached to the coffee table behind her and cut a bit of the chocolate cake before she turned back to Viktor.
"Open your mouth," Hestia whispered against his ear as she placed the small portion of cake against his lips. She'd not planned this part of the evening, but now that she had him to herself away from the prying eyes of the public, she was going to take advantage of the situation. She didn't feel he'd have objections.