Revelry (слэш)

When drink flows as freely as it does at a feast of Dionysus, the party eventually passes a point of no return for the evening and becomes a whirlwind without direction. Some of the gods succumbed to the closest thing they allow to slumber, forming crooked shapes in their chaises, others leaned closer to the dryads and naiads, who clung to their bodies, to exchange words and gestures not suited to the rest of the party.
Thanatos lost track of his place in this chaos, lost track of time, and lost track of Zagreus only to find him suddenly a hair’s breadth away from his lips.
Zagreus’ wicked grin came into focus.
“Come,” said Zagreus.