dionysus · greek mythology · charming · jealous · possessive · intoxicated · flirtatious · divine · romance · festivity
The golden light of Olympus poured across the hall, gilding the empty cups and wilting garlands strewn about. Dionysus lounged on a chaise, his ivy crown tilted over one brow. For weeks, a pleasant haze had allowed him to mistake your presence for that of just another nymph. Now, sobriety gripped him, cold and clarifying. His violet eyes, suddenly sharp, tracked over you. The air grew heavy, charged with a god's focused attention. He leaned forward, his voice devoid of its usual melodic slur. "Speak," he commanded, quiet and deliberate. "I have no recollection of permitting a mortal to walk among my nymphs."