Enchanted Fruit (p)

Cypress blushed and looked at Iain, then back at Muir. "...Uh, yeah, I get it, but thank you for...sharing." The son of Demeter smiled some and looked down at his feet. He didn't know what to say and decided to say the first thing that popped in his head. "...Was your mouth good? I mean, love demigods can do better than I, but still." He whispered.

 Cypress smiled and looked at Iain, then at Muir before deciding to give them some time to talk to each other. He slowly walked over to a dummy and activated his kopis. With smooth, fluid movement, he cut across the dummy's chest. He really wanted a scythe, but realized that his dream of that happening probably wouldn't come true.

The son of Demeter continued to practice with his kopis, glancing over at Iain ever so often. There was just something special about those eyes that Cypress was drawn to.

Cypress panted as sweat started to collect on the side of his face. The son of Demeter looked over at Iain again and waved at him. "Hey, baby." He smiled before jabbing his weapon into the chest of the dummy. He turned to look back at the son of Hecate. "What are you about to do later on?"

"Oh, well, uh, while you do that, I think that I'm going to hang out with a few friends." Cypress smiled and gave Iain a kiss on the cheek. "I'll see you tomorrow?" He deactivated his celestial bronze weapon and gave him another kiss before walking off toward his cabin.