Ares woke up between red sheets, the smell was familiar to him, his head ached, he thought the cause had been mixing the wine with the ambrosia. He liked wine, it reminded him of her, but it didn't give him the effect that ambrosia did.
I remove his arm, which was covering his eyes as the light hurt him. He felt the warm body of someone next to him. He turned to see the familiar shade of the woman's hair.
He cursed inside. He cursed out loud, and that's when the goddess woke up.
-Ares, love, it's very early, go back to sleep. - Aphrodite let out sleepy. - Or do you prefer ... to do something else? - Asked smiling while caressing her chest.
No, no-no-no. He couldn't have been that stupid.
He got out of bed and dressed as quickly as he could, cursing himself every moment. Aphrodite got
