He closed the door behind him, glad to have the muse all to himself. Only from him. You could hear the outrage of the bacchanalian below but he stopped paying attention, he had stopped paying attention to everything as soon as he saw the muse.
Daría took a seat on the bed and looked at him tilting her head. Ares walked over and slowly laid her on the bed, settling on her. The muse spread her long, smooth legs and the god settled between them. He tangled his hands in his black hair and began to fiddle with it.
The god nibbled on her red lips and she gasped unintentionally.
-I can't wait to have you again, without hiding. - He released kissing the skin that revealed her cleavage.
She didn't say anything, but he knew what she was thinking. She wanted more than anything to be free.
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