Dionysus gathered me close and kissed my cheek. We still wore our adornments with sheer loincloths that covered basically nothing, but his length seemed frozen in a state of half-hard twitching. “Not even all the gods can withstand one of my celebrations for as long as I indulged you,” Dionysus said. “Then time…?” “Still hasn’t passed. Not outside these walls. Your next god awaits you, but you can rest.” I’d lost. I didn’t even really know how, but I’d been so much at the mercy of Dionysus, I’d held no power at all. I didn’t even know if he’d found release, but I was almost certain he hadn’t.
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