He barely resisted the impulse to throw a fireball her way. Within seconds, he vanished.

….Rage and frustration eating at him, the War God took a minute to decide what it was that he wanted to do…..To make a long story short, he was basically oscillating between fucking some hot barmaid as if it were his last day on earth and beheading some irritating villagers just for the sheer fun of seeing blood springing from somewhere, and all this just so that he could release at least part of that unbearable tension that was turning more and more his muscles into stone- a quite unpleasant sensation, one might add.

Of course, going all crazy and choosing both options wasn't such a bad idea either... Maybe a bit of wild sex seasoned with a few drops of innocent blood was all he needed in order to feel better, the secret recipe meant to instantly fix his love problems...

And yet, given that his appetite for hearing someone scream in pain was a little lower than listening to some super sexy mortal moaning in pleasure that day, he finally went for the barmaid version. It didn't take too long until he found a voluptuous dark haired beauty ready to spread her legs for him, so, a couple of hours later, after having tired the overly ecstatic woman to the brink of passing out, he could finally declare himself pleased ….Not satisfied, sadly, just pleased…..in more ways than one, yes, but not in the one that mattered…Only one particular woman could have achieved that performance, and that woman was not there….

Casting a disinterested- almost disgusted- glance in the direction of the otherwise attractive brunette - that without even knowing it had acted like the perfect Xena substitute- he couldn't help but smirk recalling her absolutely shocked expression a few hours earlier, when, during the standard probing preceding the moans, grunts , dirty talk and vocalization that were about to naturally follow- he coldly shattered all her illusions regarding the possible beginning of a romantic love story between the two of them.

" Has anyone ever told you that you look like a God?" the woman questioned, flirtatiously biting her lower lip while her obnoxious, confident gaze held his own with such enviable, detached charm, that Ares couldn't help thinking that she was a pro, in every sense of the word….Too bad that his sandcastle was soon about to crumble…

"Actually I am a God…."he replied, a hint of childish amusement in his voice. He just had to laugh at the coincidence. She couldn't have guessed that tiny detail otherwise, not even if her life depended on it.

" Hmmmmm….we'll see about that once you remove these pants….…..So uh…." she continued, ridiculously batting her eyelashes at him in the clear attempt to seduce him. "Are you a warrior or something…..?"

"Yeah, something like that….."

"And uh….do you have a big, big sword to prove it?"

His stomach twisted immediately at the sound of her cotton candy sweet voice- he simply hated that cheap tavern tone, reminding him of all the worthless whores he had fucked across the eons...Apparently, this one was no different...and how could she have been? In the seconds to follow, he waged war against the impulse of openly laughing at her, doing his godly best to hide his disappointment… She might have been a sight to see, but she was as dumb as Cerberus….At least Cerberus had a good reason for it, though….

" I sure do…." Ares humored her, in a voice screaming irony from the rooftops.

" Is it just big, or is it ...huge?"

He briefly considered getting up and leaving her planted there for a moment, but, a sip of wine later, he abandoned any similar idea. The lingering question whether she was that loose as to only be satisfied by a mammoth cock was still threatening to roll out his mouth.

" As big as it needs to be." he finally answered, biting his tongue hard.

" Hmmmm... I like that...And will you use it on me? I've been a very naughty girl, you know…." she informed, positive that a rough and tumble alone would suffice to have him eating out of the palm of her hand.

This time, the God just grabbed her chin, forcing her mouth shut. He couldn't care less about her little game and thus, he was definitely not interested in playing it.

"Don't start giving me any ideas now….You might not live to regret them…."

" Oh but I deserve to be punished. Did you know that …"

" Honey….you talk too much. Now either you make sure you put those perfectly full lips of yours to good use and suck me dry already, or spread your legs wide open for me…. Your dripping little cunt and my hungry cock could rewrite Kamasutra together….."

Needless to say, our dark haired barmaid was speechless for a few moments….Speechless until, throwing away the cup he was holding, the God grabbed a fistful of her hair and, pushing her hard against the wall, he rammed his massive pillar inside her, pistoning rhythmically in and out her seething pussy- a glorious moment when all silence was shattered by screams and moans breaking uncontrollably from her throat…..He was relentless….

"Am I going to see you again?" she finally gathered the courage to ask on a lustful tone, pulling him out of his deep reverie.

" Sorry doll….You were a one time fuck." he cruelly responded, dematerializing from the inn room they had spent most of their day, without giving a rat's ass about her feelings and definitely without having the slightest remorse about the way in which he had thrown that blunt truth in her face.

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By the time he returned to the temple it was already evening, and, visibly calmer now, he transported himself to the chamber in which his Sleeping Beauty was supposedly still resting. In truth, she had just woken up…..

She immediately felt his divine presence , even though he was still inside the aether, way before he even set foot in the room, and within a blink, despite being still covered by a satin sheet, she became unusually aware of her nakedness.

" Always a Peeping Tom, huh Ares?" she jokingly inquired, skillfully trying to divert his attention from her perfectly shaped body- which, through the flimsy fabric wrapped around her looked even more alluring that it already was.

Being too focused on hiding her body from sight as well as she possibly could- the last thing she wanted was another sex talk that would ultimately lead to him pressuring her one way or the other- she failed too see that Ares was now barely anchored against a column in the heroic attempt to keep his balance.

When she didn't receive an answer though and when her inquisitive moons finally began to search for him through the semi obscure room , she was flabbergasted to find him in a state she had only rarely seen him across the years: as wasted as Bacchus drinking water….In all appearances, he was making great efforts not to collapse in a puddle on the marble floor- while obviously meaning to reach the bed.

In spite of the fact that one had to be at least as equally drunk not to notice, she just couldn't hold back the silly question that fled her lips.

"Have you been drinking?!"

" Just a few glasses of water to go with that wine! Noooo biggie!"

"No biggie…?" she echoed, frowning at the completely strange way in which that expression had sounded from his mouth.

"A man's gotta have his share of fun from time to time…"

"Right. And let me guess… drinking yourself blind is your new idea of fun, right?"

" Wha' can I say, Xena? Alcohol and women go hand in hand…..You can't have one without the other…."

" Words of wisdom ….How inspirational ….And just how many jars have you emptied?"

" Jars? What jars? Barrels baby! I'm a God, remember? I'm a God! An Olympian God! Why does everyone have trouble believing me these days?!"

"Probably because that repugnant booze breath doesn't help your credibility any!"

" Well let them think whatever they want! I don't have to explain myself to….."

His discourse was abruptly interrupted for a few seconds, when a very difficult to ignore feeling of nausea overcame him…

" I'm fine! I'm fine….." he continued moments later, as if nothing had happened, the back of his hand still plastered over his mouth, just in case…..

" A few barrels, you say? That sure says something about the mood you'll be in, tomorrow morning….."

He narrowed his eyes at what he perceived to be a quite harsh critique.

"Couldn't you have settled for a few glasses? Did you really have to drink yourself under the table?"

" I actually got up from under the table hours ago! And you could appreciate my effort, come to think about it…..You just don't want to! Anyway… a few glasses wouldn't have been enough to convince me….."

"To convince you of what?"

" …..that the mermaid….."

"What mermaid?" she inquired, frowning lightly at the unwelcome new character in their story, while struggling to find some logic in his speech, for the sole purpose of basic communication..

"...the bridesmaid …." he tried again, struggling to keep his eyes open, his brain already starting to shut down. He was barely functioning.

" Have you attended a wedding?"

"….the housemaid?..."

It was useless. He paused, shaking his head a couple of times as if expecting for the right word to just pop out of the many others that had invaded his mind. .

" ….the barmaid... that's right! ….I told you. I'm a God! I'm all knowing!.…. That the mermaid...barmaid I was stuffing my cock into was you….."

"What did you say?" the revolted Warrior Princess asked, every cell of her body vibrating with anger. Part of her, refused to believe that it was true though…..That he could have stooped that low as to literally fuck the first thing that crossed his path just so that he could get back at her for all those frustratingly numerous times in which she had cold bloodily turned down his offers.

" That I've been fucking a barmaid all day long…..Well not quite all day long….only the first half of it, I guess…I saved the second half for drowning my disappointment into Bacchus' blessed wine….."

At this point, the Warrior Princess was absolutely scandalized. Was he so lightheartedly confessing that he had just cheated on her?! Was he out of his mind?

" What happened? Didn't she give you a good enough blowjob?"

She was boiling mad. In a split second, everything turned pitch black before her eyes.

"…..The blowjob was ok….the girl's a natural…The only objection I have to it is that I want you to give me a blowjob, not her…." he whined like a baby, without even realizing how offending his statement had sounded.

" You certainly have a loose screw, Ares! Go to sleep before I put you to sleep...for good!" she barked at him, pushing him violently on the king-size bed.

" Can't blame a man for dreaming to use you like a sex tool when you look the way you do…" he casually defended his position, stretching his hand and placing a soft caress on her leg before adding an apologetic " Would I sound like a complete ass if I told you that I'm still in the mood to fuck the life out of you, and that damn satin sheet only makes it worse ?"

Not quite sure whether to beat the crap out of him or just find a pitiful excuse for his excessive drinking in their failure of being honest to each other, she turned around to leave, disgusted by their entire conversation.

"I'm dead serious…." he insisted in a thick, grave voice, without looking at her.

"Keep your mouth shut unless you want me to cut the serious part out of that line …!" she snapped, cramped about wanting so much to push a blade through his heart and all the while not being able to.

"I love you….."

" Yeah, not a single day passes by without another irrefutable proof of your fuzzy feelings for me…."

" Are you upset with me? I really screwed it up this time huh?" he said, finding it harder and harder to keep his eyes open.

" Upset? I hate you!" she snapped, despite being more than aware that a few hours he wasn't even going to remember their nocturne conversation.

"No you don't. You're just as miserable as I am…." he contradicted, yawning as if he hadn't slept for centuries….

"Well at least you deserve to be miserable…." she bit, wanting to hurt him, somehow…..

"I know….it didn't mean anything, with that slut…." he muttered in between labored breaths and gasps. " It was just sex Princess, nothing else ! Pure passion!"

By the time his line ended, her palm had already collided with his cheek. She couldn't take it anymore. She just couldn't stand the thought. Smashing his head against the bedpost was the only image she could see before her eyes that very then. She quickly took a few steps back the minute she realized she was just instants away from turning fantasy to reality….

" Not even passion…."he continued, finally realizing just how much his words had disturbed her, hoping to somehow fix things at the last moment

." ….it was just…..unimportant, really….."

"You're such a jerk!" she spat at him, sounding rather disappointed and hurt than furious or jealous.

"Why? Because I'm so obsessed with having you that I'd fuck anyone in this damned universe who reminds me of you?"

" Because that's what you are !"

"I love you! "

"You love no one but yourself you egocentric maniac! You have no idea what love is! "

"I'm sure you'd make a fine teacher." he chuckled,making her satin sheet vanish with one wave of his hand, leaving her naked there, before him- a sight that instantly painted the smile of a Cheshire cat on his face. "Come here, Baby..."

As a reaction, despite not having intended for her line to come out as a scream, it did anyway. It did, and her message echoed through the room loud and clear.

" Go fuck yourself, Ares! "

The very following second, she exited the room without casting one single glance in the direction of the now suddenly more sober but visibly hurt War God.

"I'd rather fuck that barmaid again if I have your blessing!" he burst, and this time a fire ball collided with the large, wooden doors closing heavily behind her.

That being said, he finally allowed himself a voyage towards Morpheus' realm...As he drifted to sleep, a sweet smile tugged at the corners of his lips...The pillow still had the perfume of her hair all over it...