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…..It was everything Ares needed to see in order to put the pieces together.
It took a few seconds from the moment he withdrew his hands from her temples to the point when Xena actually opened her eyes, but when she did, her teal blue irides were floating aimlessly on an ocean of alarm, confusion and anger- as for her breathing….let's just say that reliving those horrendous events nearly caused her lungs to burst …
''Care to explain what that was ?"' she barely managed to utter in between those desperate gulps of air, casting the deep in thought War God a frustrated gaze.
''I was actually hoping you would fill some gaps for me …''he casually replied, stretching out his hand to caress her cheek, a gesture that she bluntly refused, with barely repressed fury. The humiliating image of those emerald green, radiant eyes, staring at her in unveiled disdain was driving her up the wall…
She couldn't really tell if it was him she was angry with or that worthless bitch that appeared to be having a blast while playing dirty games with her already fragile mind.
''What exactly happened there- 'cause I sure don't remember having lived anything similar?! You said that this mind reading thing was connected to our memories! This was definitely not a memory!''
''It actually was ….The memory of a dream- well, nightmare if you like ….'' he patiently explained, noticing just how tense she had become ….Was it because Amytis….or because of his part in that sickening scenario they had just witnessed….?
''Why can't I remember it then? It looked familiar- every single detail of it – but I just can't…''
''You were under a spell- dark magic to be more precise. Ever since we returned form Babylon, your aura has been constantly attacked by ….something….'' he clarified, lowering his gaze, refusing to utter her ex lover's name. ''While you were sleeping, Aphrodite made sure to dissipate that heavy presence that was invisibly clinging to you…'' he added, and once again he couldn't help feeling guilty about it …..
''Something ….''she venomously spat, somehow hoping that the tone of her voice alone was enough to cut through that godly body of his deeper than a razor sharp blade. '' Better said an overly zelous Someone. ''
The War God just gulped at her impossible to miss insinuation, and it was more than obvious that her words hit harder than a kick in the groin.
''How is that in any way connected with the rest of that memory? With you finding me half dead and soaking wet the other night? …I just don't get it ….''
''I have no clue …. I think that somehow, whatever happened in your dream was bound to have devastating consequences in real life...''he reasoned, taken aback by his newest realization….-the dream in which Amytis and him had made love….-she must have witnessed it all …..That definitely explained her recent indifference towards him and her unusual insecurity when it came to their relationship. Needless to say, his very soul trembled at the possibility that she could actually follow the bread crumbs that whore had left behind and actually connect the dots …..
Up to this point, neither of them dared speak her name …For Xena it was traumatic, as for the War God, it pretty much equaled with being forced to dig his own grave….
As she passed him by on her way to the table, the Warrior Princess could feel her heart sinking….She was still able to recall, disturbingly clearly too, her last nightmare- the seeds of which the Queen had expertly implanted deep inside her outrageously easy to manipulate mind ….Their interaction, the wild, unbelievably hot sex, the lust coulding his reason- everything happened right there, in front of her, tormenting her beyond measure, mutilating her spirit beyond recognition. The abandon in which Ares had embraced that tempting offer was burning her on the inside like hot coals. He was literally entranced with that woman and the hastiness in which he had given up searching for her in that dream- despite having distinctly heard her calling out his name, in quite a remarkably desperate tone as well- now that was heart wrenching.
Her hands were visibly trembling as she poured herself a glass of wine, much to the handsome Olympian's surprise….She never drank before a battle – no matter how insignificant ….And there she was, ready to numb her senses , just for the sake of alleviating that crushing pain he could just tell she was experiencing….It was tearing him apart ….
''Sweetheart…..''he murmured, gently wrapping his comforting arms around her …''
''Don't you dare ''Sweetheart'' me! You selfish Bastard! ''she exploded, turning around and throwing the wine in his face without a second thought. ''You couldn't care less about the consequences of taking me there ! You didn't give a crap ….! It didn't matter that …'' you were about to break my heart to little pieces, she was just about to say, but stopped in mid sentence, as the implications of such an honest, impossible to take back confession, washed over her….
Ares did read between the lines though….He knew her well enough to understand what she had meant to utter….
''I swear that was not my intention, Princess….I would have never….''he uselessly tried to defend himself .
''But you did …''she abruptly interrupted, her eyes suddenly covered by an impenetrable layer of ice .
In response, he just nervously raked his fingers through his hair, desperately debating with himself what to say next. This was obviously a battle he was losing- and the idea of failure and loss was definitely not part of his daily vocabulary. He couldn't stand the thought, just as he could no longer stand that unbearable amount of pain he could sense radiating from her aura.
''By the way …it's my turn …..'' she grimly announced, arching an eyebrow at him as her gorgeous moons hardened even more.
The sight of her, gave Ares the chills …..
''Huh ?"' he murmured under his breath, refusing to believe that this was actually happening.
''You had your share of fun….I'd say it's time for me to have mine ….''she clarified, waiting for his consent….
''Oh…sure .''he replied, making a real effort to sound detached from the situation, like the bitter outcome of it could not affect him in any way …''You know what you gotta do …''
''I sure do….''she answered, gently placing her palms on his temples.
As their gazes connected one last time, one could easily read the unspeakable agony they were both in...
It was Ares who closed his eyes first ….He couldn't take it anymore…It was too damn much….
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The instant the tip of her fingers touched his blazing skin, the same blue sparkles invaded her mind, connecting it to his ….She opened her eyes, but to her amazement, she found herself sitting casually on his throne in the Halls of War- the closest thing to a home she had had during that past year…..
She frowned a bit, completely taken aback by her presence in that location, and let's just say her confusion only grew even more intense when she suddenly discovered that Ares was nowhere to be seen….And that's when awareness hit: she hadn't precisely followed his instructions. She was supposed to select beforehand a specific memory she would have liked to see, but despite the fact that she had contemplated a few possibilities, they were all just so extremely alluring that she had somehow failed to focus on one, and one alone …..
Her jaw tensed instantly at this new realization-obviously displeased with the disappointing conclusion it engendered. She had so many things to clarify….After about a minute of careful consideration though, she closed those beautiful eyes again, and when she did open them, her surroundings had already changed …..
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The sky was dark, and a rather glacial wind was cutting her face, even though it was summer….Taking a long look around, her suspicions were confirmed…..Amphipolis indeed….Another brief glance at her hands, and her lips parted in mute surprise. Any sound that might have esscaped them had probably evaporated somewhere between the weird event of seeing Ares's hands instead of her own and actually hearing her own voice calling out his name…..
When she finally turned around, she no longer had any kind of control over that body. She was but a mere observer – a strange, unique sensation come to think of it, given that she could actually perceive things from the inside….
''My, my ….even in my dreams, you're always present my Lord'' her arousing, unmistakable timbre soon broke through the air-music to the War God's ears. The vibrations of it alone, had the power to ignite everything inside him within a blink.
He couldn't believe it! He could have soworn that judging by the urgency in her voice something terrible must have happned...And yet, there she was, his absolutely gorgeous, dark haired witch , wearing nothing but a ridiculously tight, golden spider web dress that made his jaw literally hit the ground faster than one of Zeus' lightning bolts …..She looked illegally hot to say the least ….
''Is this some sort of sick punishment you had in mind for me ? ''she sensually asked while cattishly approaching him, and not for all the money in the world would he have been able to take his eyes from that absolutely stunning body before him while she gradually made the distance between them disappear…''I've been a bad, bad girl, I know …..but still….Haunting my dreams is a bit too much, don't you think ?''
''Oh, you've been a bad, bad girl indeed….'' he answered, the moment her fingers started a torturously slow descent from his chest to his groin, making him moan uncontrollably when they finally reached their destination and by al Gods of Olympus, this woman knew what she was after…..!''What in Tartarus are you doing in this place, Darling? I have been looking everywhere for you !''he inquired, barely managing to string two words together, way too focused now on that raging passion burning in her hypnotizing cerulean moons. Sweet Mother of Zeus, how he wanted her!
''What am I doing here ? ''she playfully giggled, now impatiently unbuckling his belt, her lips nearly touching his now, as his hand began caressing those demonically ravishing breasts through the silky soft fabric, eager to make her tremble under his touch.
''What are you doing here, Ares? This is my dream..'' she replied, her warm smooth hand finally wrapped around his throbbing shaft and her defiant stare only got him even harder if that was even possible. The War God literally had to summon everything that was left of his self control to keep himself from exploding right then and there under the effect of her absolutely magical strokes….''Not that it mattered much whether it is mine or yours….''she naughtily breathed out, and her breath felt like fire and ice combined- a fabulous thing to exeprience, beyond any shadow of a doubt.
The instant the soft tip of her tongue began tasting his half parted lips, everything inside him went ballistic.
About an eternity later, not even tortured by Hades himself could he have been able to accurately remember the exact moment when he had torn that tantalizing dress off her, but on the other hand, he could distinctly recall everything related to her muffled groans and whimpers as he rammed his thick, hard cock inside her, pumping restlessly in and out, right after having savagely pushed her on the grass, face first, with a bone breaking pressure .
He literally fucked her as if there were no tomorrow, unleashing all that ferocious storm of hidden desires he had been holding back for awhile now, her eager, noisy response nearly pushing him over the edge of madness…
''Gods Princess, I needed you so much ….'' he could still remember murmuring low into her ear in between thrusts, viciously grabbing a fistful of her hair, making her let out a small cry as he mercilessly pushed himself even harder and deeper inside her, The frantic rocking of her hips and the continuous waves of ecstasy vibrating from her now trembling form only seemed to drive him even wilder. Minutes later, with an almost animalistic growl he came inside her quenchless, convulsing pussy, painting her inner walls in heated jets of white that were supposed to make her feel more his than she had ever been…..Maybe this time, she would actually get the message, he thought.
The instant he turned her around to claim her lips in a soul searing, proper kiss, time appeared to stop flowing though and for an immeasuarble moment there, he felt like the whole world was about to collapse over his head.
'' You sure haven't lost your touch lover…..By Enki himself, that was sooo good! ….I want more…''
''Amytis ?!"'
There was no answer of course, for the canvas of that blasted dream began dissipating faster than the clouds covering the sky, the very second the War God opened his troubled amber eyes…..