Pan turns at the sight of a new arrival, and his eyes go sharp and hot as he eyes his newest guest. It's Ganymede, and as beautiful and as sensual as he's been since Zeus stole him.
The air is thrumming with lust and desire and heat, and Pan walks forward, his hips swaying with every step as he sets a slender hand on Ganymede's hip and leans in to pluck a marshmallow out of the basket before them. He dangles it over the flames with his bare hand and whispers in Ganymede's ear.
"I can't tell you how happy I am that you were able to make it to my little party, Ganymede."
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The air is thrumming with lust and desire and heat, and Pan walks forward, his hips swaying with every step as he sets a slender hand on Ganymede's hip and leans in to pluck a marshmallow out of the basket before them. He dangles it over the flames with his bare hand and whispers in Ganymede's ear.
"I can't tell you how happy I am that you were able to make it to my little party, Ganymede."