Hundreds of people dancing against eachother under neon lights, sweat and alcohol permeating the air as bodies moved to the trashy pop remixes played over the loudspeakers. Hestia found herself in the center of it, her flaming red hair swaying with each bump of her body, she was surrounded by gorgeous people and she was thriving in it

That was until her eyes met deep blue ones across the club, there was a man standing to the side, he was beautiful, feminine with a calm masculinity in his face, sharp and chiseled like a model as he looked back at her, the connection was instant "Mm" She hummed to herself and made her way through the moving waves of the crowd and stood to his side, letting her body roll against his to the music, moving his hesitant hands to her hips

Hestia chuckled to herself, staring up at the pretty boy she'd captured in her web, soft orange hotel light glowing over his features as she splayed her hands on his taught stomach under his shirt, the space between them hot and tense as she teased him "You ever done this before?" He shakes his head slightly, to which her other hand reaches up to play with the earring dangling from his ear "Don't worry, I'll be gentle baby" As her hand travels up his stomach the tips of her fingers catch on something, causing her brow to furrow, she toys with the hem and pulls away, taking the buttons of his shirt with her

As the shirt falls open her eyes widen, he, no, she was wearing a tight black sports bra, her chest rising and falling from the sensual touches Hestia's hands had left behind. Hestia's heart falls, unsure of what to do with the woman pressed into cream white walls in front of her, lipstick up her neck and shirt popped open