Ares does not want to fall in love [Greek mythology]

Looking at Ares hanging on his body like a sloth, Adonis wanted to take him back to the Temple of War, but he couldn't get his cooperation, and was worried about the bumps. Dionysus stayed here overnight.

Adonis held Ares around the waist with one hand, took him in his arms, and followed behind Dionysus.

Ares in his arms is restless, but it is a sweet weight to Adonis.

The drunk God of Dionysus introduced the two people who were embracing each other into the guest room.The room is not big, but it is fairly clean.There was nothing to criticize at this time, Adonis led the man into the room.

Dionysus, who was knowledgeable and interesting, did not follow up, and he thoughtfully closed the door for the two of them.

The sky was getting darker, and Selene, the goddess of the moon, was ready to go, and the afterglow of the setting sun was still attached to the mountains and forests in the sky, unwilling to leave.

The windows in the room were not open, so the setting sun could not come in, and the room was pitch black, as if Erebus, the god of darkness, was sleeping here.

Ares hung on Adonis, frowning: "Damn darkness! Adonis, I can't see you clearly..." His voice was not loud, but it was close to Adonis' ears It was as if a light feather was fluttering, and a numbness passed from the ears to the heart.

Adonis's heart softened, and he couldn't help tilting his head to kiss his lover's earlobe.The warm breath was like a spark, burning the god of war who was fearless with swords and guns.

The drunk Ares shrank back subconsciously, holding onto the hand of the plant god but refused to let go, he softly hissed: "...itch."

Adonis only felt that Ares in this appearance was very cute, completely different from the God of War he usually saw, and it also stirred his heart.

Adonis said softly: "Aris, I like you."

Subtlety is beautiful, but when facing Ares, Adonis always has difficulty controlling the enthusiasm in his heart.

Ares didn't speak or move.Just when Adonis thought he was too drunk to feel unconscious, he suddenly whispered: "Then you like me more!"

Adonis froze for a moment, but before he could react, a hot ear hit his chin.

Soft and warm, like the straightforward heart of Ares.

Adonis smiled, his smile smelled of wine, as if pouring a glass of wine in Ares' heart, making him more drunk and heartbroken: "Ares, my love."

Ares was not ashamed, and responded loudly: "Well, I am here!"

Adonis was "beaten" powerlessly by Ares's series of cute reactions, and the love in his heart became stronger, turning into a burst of laughter that vibrated in his chest.

The vigilant Ares shook his head, and before he could catch the abnormality, he let it disappear without a trace.

During the time the two dawdled, Adonis was already familiar with the darkness in the room.He led Ares into the room, avoiding bumps along the way, being very careful.Finally reached the bed, Adonis said softly: "Aris, we are at the bed, you go to bed and rest."

"Okay, let's sleep together!"

With that said, Ares leaned back directly and fell on the bed.He didn't let go of the hand that was holding Adonis' shoulder, and he brought the unsuspecting plant god to the bed together.

The long golden hair spread out, like the paint blurring in the water, coloring the God of War's face and neck in strands.

Adonis subconsciously let go of Ares when he fell, and put one hand on the back of his head to prevent him from falling; he propped his hand on the bed to prevent himself from pressing him.He looked at Ares gravely, like a beast coveting its prey in the dark, frantic desire|desire scurrying in his eyes, trying to break through the prison, but he was crushed firmly by the green of pool water.

"Ares," Adonis said hoarsely, "Did you feel any pain from the fall?"

Ares shook his head, crushing a crow-black curly hair.He didn't consider at all that in such a dark room, his lover might not be able to see his movements clearly.

Fortunately, Adonis has good night vision.He looked at Ares's small movements and thought: What is the intention of the person who made this wine recipe?Although the drunk lover is more frank and lovely, he is as ignorant as a little beast. Can he indulge himself and his drunk lover to indulge in desire?

Adonis sighed, and said softly: "Ares, let go of me, I'll fetch water to wash your face." Although the drunk Ares is lovable, he prefers the sober Ares, that kind of Vigorous vigor seems to be able to infect him.

Ares refused to let go, and only urged: "Adonis, where did we talk yesterday... let's continue." He was still thinking about the strategy and tactics that the two of them hadn't discussed yesterday. Things to do before.

One sentence shattered the beauty of the room.

Adonis laughed, his Ares has such abilities.

He didn't understand the style, but every move touched his heart.

Ares was still urging, and Adonis didn't intend to just follow his wishes, although the tiredness after drinking had already fermented in his mind.

Seeing Ares staring in a daze, Adonis thought to himself that he had to help Ares sober up, so that the dizziness and discomfort would not affect his beloved lover.

Adonis pulled out the hand that was pillowed by Ares, and Ares was reluctant to leave him, so he subconsciously rubbed him with his hand.Feeling the softness on his hand, Adonis' heart skipped a beat, and he said again: "Aris, let me go." Ares' arm was still clinging to his body, preventing him from leaving.

Ares was unwilling, he shook his head and said, "No, let's sleep."

Adonis moved in his heart, and coaxed: "Aris, don't you want to see me clearly? I'll go to light the lamp, light it up, and you will see me."

Ares finally agreed, and slowly let go of his hand.

Adonis lit the lamp in the room, and the candle flame danced on the lampstand, illuminating the room dimly.

As the faint light on the lamp gradually stabilized, the handsome Plant God looked towards the bed, only to see his lover, the most capable male god in the God Realm, lying on his side on the bed, looking at him with drunken eyes.

Already throbbing in the darkness, suddenly seeing Ares's concentrated look, Adonis only felt that the love in his heart had increased.

He walked over, gently covered his lover's eyes, and said softly, "Ares, close your eyes and rest for a while, I'll get you a basin of water."

Blocked by Adonis' big hand, Ares didn't reach out to dial, but blinked uncomfortably.The long black eyelashes are like two small brushes, brushing against Adonis' palm, tickling Adonis' heart."How long will it take you to come back?" he asked.

Adonis said, "I'll be back when you count to a hundred."

Ares counted silently, and when he counted to 89, a warm handkerchief fell on his face.He opened his eyes, only to see the handsome plant god leaning over in front of him, carefully wiping his face.

Ares looked at Adonis intently, wondering how long he had been lucky enough to meet such a considerate lover.Even though he is a frightening killer in the eyes of outsiders, in the eyes of Adonis, he is a lover who needs to be cared for.

He likes the tenderness of Adonis.

Loved being looked after by Adonis.

Ares looked at Adonis in a daze for a while, unable to control his desire to confess, and said loudly: "Adonis, I like you!"

Adonis looked at him quietly, only him in his eyes: "Aris, I like you too."

Ares only felt that these words were more inspiring than the drums of war.He suddenly sat up from the bed, crashing into Adonis' arms like a swift and fierce cheetah.

Adonis was knocked back by him, and he gently grabbed Ares' shiny black curly hair with his hands, his face showing the satisfaction of getting what he wanted, and reminded softly: "Aris, be careful."

Ares raised his head sharply, his curly hair slipped loosely from Adonis' fingertips, and he whispered, "Adonis, bow your head."

Adonis was very indulgent to him, how could he refuse his little request.He lowered his head, and his long golden hair was like a gentle rope, enclosing Ares in it.

Ares jerked upwards, and his lips hit Adonis's.

The moment the lips touched, Ares thought to himself, Adonis' lips are so soft!Who wouldn't like his lips as soft as the best mussel|meat at a feast?

However, this person is his.

He is alone.

Aggression loomed in Ares' eyes. He grabbed Adonis's head and rubbed lips with lips with the person he loved.

Just this is not enough!

In confusion, Ares slowly opened his mouth. He doesn't know how to kiss, he only knows how to use his teeth like a wild animal, and gently nibbles on Adonis' lips, like the first time he was carefully probing. The little meat-eating beast looks vicious, but it's also extremely obedient.

Adonis was caught off guard by his series of actions. When he came back to his senses, he pressed Ares into his arms hard, grabbed the lips of God of War, sucked gently, and forced Ares's sharp teeth back.

This is not enough.

The self-taught plant god stretched out his dexterous tongue, opened Ares' lips and teeth, and swept it into his soft mouth.

The God of War, who had always been invincible, became the most clumsy child at this time, defeated by the Vegetation God.However, Adonis was unwilling to let him go, and forced him to dance together, leading him into the abyss of love and lust.

When the two fell back on the bed together, Adonis looked deeply into Ares' eyes, and saw himself full of aggression in his absent-minded eyes.

He knows that the brilliant flowers have bloomed in spring, the scorching sun has hung in the summer sky, the fruitful fruits have grown on the branches of autumn trees, and the snowflakes have fallen on the earth in winter.

The time has come.

He will pick the sweet fruit of love.