The sun was high on the sky when the Warrior Princess finally opened her eyes again, lazily stretching her body in the attempt of chasing away the numbness of her sore muscles...

Taking a deep breath, she cast a brief glance towards the window...Just two or three hours remaining till sunset...She had slept like a log most of the afternoon- an extremely rare event given her usually busy schedule and her very solid principles regarding time management...

A soft kiss planted on her shoulder, followed by a familiar, delicate caress gliding down her arm, made her involuntarily let out a low, appreciative moan, since the inborn capability of actually articulating a proper word was definitely out of the question given Morpheus' long lasting drug like effects that were still partially clouding her mind...

"I guess next time I should just keep in mind the fact that you're only mortal, Luv...You were exhausted..." the War God uttered on a playfully pungent tone, while proceeding to trail a long line of delicious kisses up her neckline.

An obviously disapproving growl followed by a stingy enough line to match his own, soon left the still half asleep Warrior's lips under the form of a rather incoherent mumble that the bemused Ares found nonetheless no problem in deciphering.

"What are you talking about? I only stopped because you were panting as if your lungs were about to explode. I genuinely thought you were about to die...Maybe you have a heart condition or something..."

Despite the fact that she had meant for the tone of her voice to be serious and lacking any sign of emotion, she couldn't suppress the mischievous chuckle that broke out almost instantly from her throat when she detected the sudden pause in the God's sarcastic discourse.

She could definitely imagine his offended expression at the sound of her unspeakably unjust phrase. It would have been a spectacle to see too, but she was way to gold brick to actually turn around and contemplate it...

"Very funny Princess. I do appreciate your sense of humor I really do...But as I recall it, you were the one all covered in sweat, your breath labored by the effort..."

If that low kick below the belt couldn't wake the proud as a peacock Warrior up, than nothing could.

"That only happened because I was doing all the hard work while you were laying on your back, enjoying the ride!" Xena jokingly retorted, vengefully slapping away the warm hand that had slowly began to glide in between her legs.

"Well...you're so damn good at what you do! How could I resist the temptation of seeing you in action?" the obviously well entertained God made sure to answer, and taking her completely by surprise, with a rough but arousing enough gesture, he quickly flipped her on her stomach, and, way before she could voice the smallest protest, the dark haired Chosen of War was being pleasantly hushed into silence by the tantalizing sensation of her God's wet lips pressing against the back of her neck...Soon, his fingers were firmly entwining with her own, every inch of her form vibrating with desire when his muscular body covered her like a blanket ...

One of his eyebrows rose sharply...He couldn't help but love the way in which her every cell responded to his nearness...It was driving him crazy every single time, his every instinct awakening to multiply his own fervent reactions...

"How comes that I never get enough of you?" he sensually inquired while softly pushing away those few silky long tresses still covering the upper part of her back, directing them towards her left shoulder instead, the one that he had previously kissed...

As always, his words were well chosen, his tone low and dangerous, his every touch firm but tender at the same time...He knew what he was doing and she couldn't help but think how weak and powerless she felt around him in situations like this...

When she responded, her voice almost crocked with an effort to remain under control, part of her refusing to let him win that battle again, and she almost deliberately failed her own expectations, when, a vivid image of that hypnotizing, predatory smile of his while slowly licking his bottom lip came into her mind, making her literally climb up the walls in excitement...

The unexpected sensation of one of his hands freeing her fingers and heading down her waist instead, lingering on the outer side of her breast in the process for a couple of moments, made her flinch nervously...She could almost feel her skin blazing again, and his firm grip as he greedily lifted her hips upwards only made a huge knot of tension built inside her stomach at the same time that an unbearable heat invaded her hot center, making it pulse rhythmically as a result of those impossible to stop contractions of her inner muscles...

The effect he had on her...she could hardly believe it, let alone accept it...Pretty soon, all colors were about to intensify their nuances before her eyes, reason itself loosing control over it's boundaries, and she knew it ... His hot breath on her spine didn't help much of course, only managing to elicit an anxious whimper of frustration out of her luscious, dirty mouth...

"I hope you don't mind me skipping the foreplay..." he murmured against her ear, allowing part of his weight to crush her against the soft mattress of the bed. "...but I long to be inside you..."

As his voice broke in the depths of her mind, Xena's fingers just clenched tighter against the onyx sheets beneath her.

"Are you trying to tell me that I'm irresistible, War God?" she cleverly asked, her lips parting instantly to let out a silent scream as soon as she felt that inhumanly impossible to ignore hardness of his cock grinding teasingly against the yearning, swollen nub of her clit , spreading her legs further apart before he gradually allowed himself to fill her...

Her whole body shivered at the contact, her heart literally jumping into her throat the moment she heard his voice again, this time thick with uncontrollable desire, gasping for breath the very second he finished his phrase...

"Fucking you again is all I could think of during these last few hours while you were asleep...Gods I want you so bad...!"

Judging by his visible impatience, the Warrior Princess could tell that a totally animalistic coupling was unavoidable, with him in complete control over her helplessly positioned body ...Needless to say that she was one hundred percent thrilled by the idea...She sometimes hated herself for it, but, despite her most desperate efforts, she couldn't help secretly fantasizing about being nothing more than his sex slave, her prisoner, that divinely sculpted body of his being the only connection she still wanted to maintain with reality...

And still...those were nothing but mere images flashing before her eyes, heart poisoning flickers of a wild imagination, while the absolutely impossible to suppress guttural moans breaking from her throat as he plunged into her but a swift second later, were as real as real could be, along with that incredibly enthralling wave of adrenaline rushing through her veins as the God began slamming harder and faster inside her , to the point that she could no longer feel anything except that overwhelming tension building inside her every nerve, an unprecedentedly intoxicating desire that soon exploded into loud cries of ecstasy, each deepening thrust making the highly aroused God get closer and closer to a swirling, shuddering climax...

"Oh Gods! Harder!" her words soon filled the room along with the hungry moans echoing from somewhere inside her...

It was all that Ares still needed to hear...Moments later he was plunging into her with such brutality that the screams now leaving Xena's lips were definitely not common notes of pure, addictive pleasure, the long deep strokes of his painfully throbbing shaft- now ramming almost automatically in and out her- making a sweet, unmistakable feeling of disturbing pain take over what was left of her strength, along with that surreal wave of orgasm that was now invading even the last cell of their bodies, leaving them soon breathless, with Xena's shivering form still trashing uncontrollably under his burning torso.

"Sweet Fates, woman! You're insatiable!" a completely drained War God finally exclaimed while rolling off her and pulling her into a tight embrace against his chest.

" Look who's talking!" Xena immediately bit back, smiling mischievously, her breasts still rising and falling irregularly, her lungs almost crying out for more air..."Plus...don't tell me you're complaining now..."

A brief glance towards her flushed cheeks was all it took for Ares to wrap even his other arm around her, chaining her impossibly close to him, in one of those trademark, possessive gestures that fully characterized the avidity of his domineering nature, as if wanting to state at all price that she was his and his alone.

"Never..." he lovingly whispered against her ear while softly caressing her dark, velvety tresses.

There was a long pause before Xena spoke again. When she did though, her honey like voice instantly captivated her patron God's attention.

"Ares?"

"Yeah, Sweet ? "

"I have a request..."

Arching an eyebrow, the stunningly handsome Olympian propped himself up on an elbow, his bright amber eyes fixing-apparently uncomfortably- his Chosen's suddenly tense features.

"Name it..." he reassuringly encouraged, while delicately tracing the line of her jaw with his index, his gaze glued to her lips as if trying to memorize their every curve.

She frowned slightly, probably at the presence of some unwanted thought, obviously fighting with herself before summoning the courage to voice her demand- her gaze instantly shifting sideways, while short fragments of a past conversation they had shared began replaying inside her busy brain.

Reading her visible hesitation, the God slightly tilted his head to the side, vainly searching for her azure moons, completely intrigued about what was going on in that pretty head of hers.

With a light, gentle gesture he curled a finger under her chin, raising it up so that her eyes could met his...It didn't take long until he could indisputably decipher the poorly veiled emotion hiding beneath their icy, defensive surface.

"What is it you want, Princess? If it's in my power to give, just ask and it's yours..." the God stated on that dark, alluring tone that always made Xena wanna close her eyes and drink in the sensation of his forever lethal, magnetizing presence.

"A child...with you..." the barely audible words finally rolled off her tongue, hitting Ares like a tone of bricks...