Eros breathes out slowly, shifting against her hands as his lips part into the kiss. There's nothing he wants more in the world right now and a distant part of his mind wonders if they are each unconsciously influencing the other.

All the better if they are, he decides as his tongue brushes slowly along her lips and his hands glide over silk and smooth skin. Pan might not thank them if their divine lust infects the rest of his guests.

...well. It is Pan, of course he'd enjoy that.