Four days have passed since I transported my Princess to Potidea – not that I'm counting or anything-to the currently happy and at peace Harpy . Let's just say that all her problems got solved in one night- one wild and disinhibited night I presume , at least that's how I would have played it had I had her one in a billion chance.
I would have expected Xena to call by now – a genuine ''thank you, Ares !'' wouldn't have killed her, but nope….nothing of the sort yet- she can be such an ungrateful bitch at times, but what can you do ,I have a soft spot for her -so I guess I'll have to find something, interesting enough to keep my mind busy- this pacing back and forth in the Halls of War has started to make me nauseas. I'm thus currently oscillating between a decent bloodbath between three rival clans in Macedonia, a plot against Athens that would drive my sister up the wall, a monumental prank on Dite or …a bit of physical fun at some sleazy Indian brothel where I have recently come to find they have some of the sexiest ladies on the planet…. Hmmmmm….
''Aressssssssssssssss….''
Just for the record, none of the women mentioned above are half as sexy as the cunning vixen currently calling my name …By the Styx, that voice ….that voice alone could drive me to the edge of insanity and back in less than a blink…..
I close my eyes for a short moment, allowing those spectral vibrations to infiltrate into my aura as she utters my name again, and I just bask in this unearthly feeling of having my very soul drawn from my ribcage in the precise direction from where her voice is calling, while at the same time, my body is invaded by an extremely pleasant heat that brings along with it an exhilarating sensation that no orgasm could match- mind bending to say the least….
''Aressssss!''
This time, she sounds rather impatient. Time to go...
''You rang ?" I inquire, making a spectacular entrance –blue sparks , lightshow and all-right behind her, this giving me a few precious extra seconds to properly evaluate her surroundings and to effectively adjust my behavior to her state of mind/ mood.
''I almost gave up hope ….I was starting to think that spending two full days with Gabrielle might have traumatized you to the extent that you don't want to have anything to do with me for the rest of your days….'' she says, a small smile threatening to blow her seriousness to smithereens.
''Are you trying your reverse psychology mambo jumbo on me, Princess? '' I playfully ask, shaking my head. ''Just so you know, I invented the science. ''
''Yeah well, some say I perfected it….''she replies, looking down at the ground for a moment, doing her best to keep a straight face. ''Anyway….''she continues, just to burst into laughter the moment she looks up at me again.
My expression must have been hilarious.
''Yeah….?''
''I wanted to thank you…..''she solemnly announces, taking in a deep breath. ''…for Gabrielle. I still can't believe you actually did that for her. I mean bringing Perdicus back to life ,even for a night, Ares, that was….''
''Honey, don't wanna ruin your moment of gratitude here but I hope you do know I didn't do it for Blondie ,ok? Just so we're clear.''
''Why did you do it then? I don't get it…. We did make that deal but Perdicus was never part of it…'' she insists and I can't believe she's that clueless about my real reasons .She can't be….
''Well, to sum it up for you, I tried the casual chit chat approach –which was your idea, by the way – and it failed terribly, so there was only one thing left to do ….bring the dead guy back amongst the living for a couple of hours and let love do its thing….Am I the most romantic God in the universe or what?!'' I joke, totally uncomfortable with this accursed situation .
''I must admit, I'm impressed, but still, that doesn't answer my question…..WHY? You could have simply let it be….I mean you did talk to her…You did your part- you could have stopped there ….''
She does have a point….But still, she appears to be unable to see the forest for the trees…
''Remember what I told you back at the fortress when you were still trapped in Callisto's body ? About the change you can inspire in a man ….or a God ?...Here we are ….''
''Are you trying to convince me you've changed ?!''
''No…..I'm just pointing out the obvious ….''I retort, rolling my eyes at her lack of faith in the whole process. ''What I'm trying to say is that it pained you to see her falling apart…..and I can't stand to see you hurting…''I let her know, barely whispering those last words, my troubled eyes quickly avoiding her gaze, terrified that she could read the weakness in them.
Silence. She is obviously speechless and I'm too afraid to search for her gaze to check if that's a good or a bad thing so I just gulp dryly.
''Thank you …..That means a lot …..''
Her warm palm, suddenly caressing my cheek, makes me flinch.
I look up timidly and there is no irony on her goddess like features. At least she won't be making fun of me after that sappy confession….
''So I guess I owe you a favour huh?'' she casually reminds me, but I can easily detect the slight hesitation in her voice.
''You don't owe me anything, Princess ….You don't …'' I repeat, reading the shock and the confusion painted on her face. '' That deal…..It was stupid ….''
She just frowns at that last statement but doesn't say a word, probably still unsure how to interpret it …
''I want you to know that you can come to me for help – not military of course…When it comes to war and warfare I expect you to be able to stand on your own . You are my fucking Chosen after all- but for anything else….Sweetheart, you should have known by now that I'll always be there for you…I'm not going anywhere, you just have to ask….''I inform her, apparently leaving her agape.
''Ok…..'' she replies, and by all muses, I would give up Sparta just to know what she's thinking at this very moment…I could read her mind, but that would only result in a punch in my face- been there , done that- didn't like it.
For a few seconds longer, I keep scanning her face, in the back of my mind probably waiting for her to open up a bit too in return, but that's a lost cause…She's either too proud to accept my offer or too stunned to react in any way….
''So uh….to be honest, I kinda assumed you were taking your afternoon nap or something-given your age and all, when I called….''
She's evading….So typical of her! And yet, for some reason, I decide to play along….
''My age …Are you by any chance calling me old, Warrior Princess?''
''Well, it did occur to me –while chatting with Gabrielle about your immeasurable, godly wisdom- that you are indeed quite old ! So uh…..grandpa Ares ….I've never really asked you this before , but if you were to somehow translate your age in human years….just how old would you be ….?'' she bluntly asks, a large , cattish grin on her face. She's obviously enjoying the idea of a little banter instead of our previous conversation….
''So you girls have been gossiping about me, I take it. ''I just have to remark, winking at her. ''That's flattering….''
''I'm sure it is, for two teens to bring you up for discussion is quite a compliment….'' she keeps stinging, arching a brow at me .
''Teens huh? I like the sound of that …..''
''How could you not…? .As for your age…..?''
''Age is just a number, Princess '' I laugh, overly amused by her childish curiosity.
''Come on , Ares! Don't be shy, your momma wasn't!'' she insists provokingly.
''You're actually interested in this, aren't you ?'' I reply, a wicked smile making its way on my lips. ''Well then, I'll tell you what….I'll answer your question if you answer mine first. Deal ?'' I swiftly propose, keeping my fingers crossed for good luck.
''Sure. Making and breaking deals is our specialty after all…''
''That was easy …Ok…..Back in Thebes, you didn't ask me to leave when Jerkules entered the room. Why?''
''He had already started flirting from the moment we met in the King's throne room. I wanted him to see you – so that he could subtly get the point that I was not interested in that kind of relationship with him''
'' And did he get it ?'' I sneer, anger already throbbing in my temples at the news.
''He sure did …'' she simply states, staring at me quizzically, obviously waiting for my answer.
''Fine ….Just how old would you say I am ?''
''Beats me…about …80?"' she answers hesitantly, bursting into a wave of uncontrollable laughter as soon as that horrific number comes out of her mouth.
''Hey! Have you ever heard me complain about back problems or arthritis by any chance ?!'''I retort, bursting in my turn in a convulsing fit of laughter. ''Gee, Princess, and to think that you had the nerve of calling me the pervert of the relationship! Fucking your grandpa sure brings to surface some very serious problems! ''I barely manage to mutter, wiping the tears rolling down my face.
By this time, we're both laughing like crazy, so hard that we soon collapse on the grass, barely able to breathe properly.
''Fair enough…..''she finally utters, a good two minutes later once we've calmed down a bit.
''Just to humor you, I'm about forty….Enough as to know how to deal with you….''
''Oh really ?! You're so full of yourself ! And just how do you usually deal with me ?''
''Well, now that you ask, I have these very special skills….''I begin to explain , only to start laughing hysterically again once I notice the slight trembling of her lower lip, she herself barely keeping her composure. .''You should be quite familiar with them by now….'' I continue, buckling over barely getting out the words, my whole body shaking with laughter.
A full minute later, she slaps me jocularly over the shoulder.
''Stop it!''
And I do eventually stop, and for a brief moment, as everything around us seems to stand still, as if under a perfectly executed spell, I can't help but automatically memorize her gorgeous smile and that absolutely ecstatic expression on her face. She's like an out of this world vision, a witch that has somehow managed to have me wrapped around her little finger with her womanly tricks and with her outstanding personality….
Next thing I know, my hand is pressing against the back of her neck, pulling her closer to me, and , without giving her the needed time to react in any way, my tongue slips between her lips, demandingly , urgently, fighting with hers while with my free hand I pull her in my lap, almost crushing her waist under the force I unconsciously must have put in that yank.
''I want you so much…'' I murmur through our connection, my brain unable to actually string more than one full sentence, drugged with the taste of her and with that strange sensation that her body has suddenly caught fire, right there in between my arms.
I groan wildly as she pulls away slightly, desperate for air, and the possessiveness in her eyes almost takes me aback as our gazes finally intersect again.
''So…..wanna pick up from where we left off….?'' her words come out, half muffled by our again crushing lips, and within a blink, the gradually darkening sky, the clearing, the crisp night air, everything is left behind in some distant background as the bright lights of the aether engulf the landscape along with our perfectly synchronized bodies.
''I thought you'd never ask…..'' I murmur sensually into her mind, too busy exploring the sweet inside of her mouth to actually verbalize them, and, as she adds a bit more pressure to that already violent kiss, I can't help marveling at this consuming hunger building inside me, asking for more each time her tongue strikes mine, drawing me slowly deeper, tangling with my own, her steamy body molding against mine as if I was supposed to shape and reshape her according to my will.
Seconds later, we're back in my dungeon at the Halls of War, and though my head is still spinning with arousal, I do regain a bit of control over my otherwise deeply intoxicated with lust body, her absolutely captivating presence and those dreamlike breasts, rising and falling with each single breath, torturing me in ways I wouldn't be able to describe.
God or not, to fuck her now would basically equal about three minutes of rough, primitive sex-that's how turned on I am, and that's the last thing I want.
Chemistry, animal attraction or pure sexual addiction, whatever this madness that we share actually is, it's visibly consuming us like wax under a raging fire- the lust, that strangling need to feel each other's presence, the acute frustration of not being able to open up to each other enough as to solve our problems- all this seem to have gradually turned into the coals that stand at the very base of this soul engulfing passion that twists into us continuously like knives, cutting deep but at the same time healing every wound in its path….
At this point, it's safe to say that having her is not just desire based but it feels more like a primary necessity. Like something I couldn't live without ….
My mind in a haze, I take a few steps back and I can barely find my voice to utter my command, enraptured by the inexplicable magnetism streaming from her beryl eyes….
''Take your clothes off…..''
''Is that an order ,my Lord ?''
''Rule no 2 Sweetie- no talking unless you're asked. Have I asked you anything?"
''I beg your pardon, my Lord. It won't happen again….''
''Damn right it won't!''
She just throws me a wicked smile, and while putting in her turn a bit more distance between us, she unhurriedly starts to unlace her leather corset, all this time holding my gaze with a confidence that I haven't seen in many women across the eons. It's no wonder though- she does have a stunning body –absolute perfection from head to toe, so no trace of shame there .
The instant that accursed thing finally falls to the ground- she did take her sweet time in removing it, expertly building up the suspense, licking her lips and sensually biting them for effect ,bringing me more than once on the verge of despair- as I am finally about to be awarded for my unusual patience with the marvelous sight of her gorgeous breasts, she cunningly turns around , heading towards the opposite side of the dungeon , where , on the wall, several torture devices are hanging with the clear intent to scare their victim to death before any standard interrogatory takes place.
Despite my growing frustration, I must declare myself intrigued with the dirty thoughts that have obviously taken over her mind, so, I am literally holding my breath to see what she has in store for us.
Watching her through the half darkness of the room- there's only one torch lit up on that wall, so that delicious mixture between shadows and light falling on her form make everything even more interesting- I can't help thinking that contrary to what she's telling me in her daily speeches regarding our non existent relationship- to quote her- she does trust me more than she's willing to admit, even to herself.
For a brief second, as if reading my mind, she glances seductively over her shoulder, just to make sure she has my undivided attention –I mean, how could she not ?!- and, walking a bit along the wall, in search for a very special something, she finally stops in the area where different collars, spike harnesses and leashes are placed and let's just say that if the tension constantly building in my groin was killing me just moments before, the pain in my throbbing cock is now reaching a ridiculous intensity. We really have to get this show on the road soon or I will be exploding in my pants- so rubbing myself a few times just to ease a bit that unbearable sensation seems the most logic thing to do- an initiative that proves rather useless the moment she bends all the way down to take off her skirt along with her underwear .
My jaw literally drops at the sight and the ever so pleasant shock only continues once she grabs a silver collar from the wall and places it around her neck, along with a black leather harness and a leash to go with it and by all gods, as she turns around and starts walking lasciviously on all fours towards me, if the Twilight itself were to be right around the corner, I still wouldn't be able to take my eyes from her.
''Naughty, naughty!'' I breathe out, transfixed at how the leash is swinging in her mouth while she's advancing my way, and at that absolutely captivating dance of her full breasts, moving lazily on the rhythm imposed by her hips- sweet mother of Zeus, I'm dying here!. Erotic is the only word that could accurately describe the scene and, despite my efforts, I can't help it any more so, with a snap of my fingers my leathers dissolve into nothingness thus setting my spasming cock finally free!
My hand finds it almost instantly, and as my Princess closes in the distance between us, it grows even harder with anticipation, aware that pretty soon, those outstanding, ravenous breasts would be bouncing with each thrust once I'll be ramming my whole length inside her, and the thought of it only urges me to keep stroking myself, aching for the tiniest release.
In no time she's at my feet though and it might be my imagination running wild but I could swear there is something beastly about that look in her eyes.
She doesn't say anything and neither do I. For a few seconds, we just stare at each other hungrily and when I finally bend down to take the leash from her mouth, her low whimper and the sound of her nails grazing the floor, send me flying into a dark, extremely obscene corner of my mind that I haven't visited for quite some time….
''So…wanna play, kitty cat ?'' I growl, in a savage, primal voice, pulling her a few inches forward and up so that her lips are almost touching my member. ''We could as well start with the basics and then we'll see if you deserve a bit of satisfaction as well….'' I grimly let her know , cupping her chin first and then gradually parting her lips with two of my fingers, forcing them into her mouth and pushing them back and forth a few times, urging her to suck on them , the short leash, now carefully wrapped around my fist ,keeping her in place.
''Good girl….''I murmur, finally extracting the wet fingers from her mouth, more than eager to replace them with my aching cock instead . ''Now get busy and show me what you're made of…'' I order, more than impatient.
''Gladly my Lord…''
Instantly noticing the mask of lust on my face as she utters those words, she chuckles lightly at the awareness that the impact her every gesture has on me is undeniable. I just stare at her in mute amazement, watching her as she licks her lips expectantly, wetting them for me before her warm tongue starts gliding in a few long strokes up and down my rigid shaft, briefly focusing her attention on the crown, making my every cell tremble with pleasure and I'll be damned, it takes all my godly self control not to grab a fistful of her hair and shove my cock down her throat as deep as it goes, just to relieve some of the pressure. Still, the absolutely breathtaking sight of her on her knees like that, these obnoxious, perky breasts begging to be fondled, peeking at me from between the leather straps of the harness, all this splendid sight completed by her dark hair , artistically cascading down her shoulders , the collar, the leash ….honestly , she wouldn't have to do a thing for me to have a mind blowing orgasm this very now. The visual effect is more than enough…..And yet, right out of the blue she stops, making me growl in utter disaproval.
''So….uh….how do you want this ?'' she lowly inquires, on the most sinful tone one might imagine, playfully echoing my own question from a few days ago.
I have to give it to her…she's tough…..
''You're the expert. I'll leave it up to you, Sweet…''I whisper, my fingers anxiously tracing her lips and as she slowly opens her mouth and takes my cock in, a series of primal, agonizing moans of pleasure take over the basic communication department.
With every stroke of her tongue, with every lick and every suction motion she gets me closer and closer to what I already know will be an earthshaking orgasm. It's not like my over stimulated member could actually endure too much teasing but what her skilful mouth is now doing to it…..this must be written down in Kmasutra for the next generations if these precise moves haven't been metioned there yet….
''….You're driving me crazy here…''I breathe out, squeezing her shoulders and throwing my head back as she's jerking it a bit faster with her lips now and if my shaft was harder than I could ever remember it being just seconds before,now as she's pushing it all the way to her throat, I can feel it made of steel.
Let's just say that one of the things I always miss the most whenever we're apart for some reason , is her sucking me dry, as if she wants to suck the very life out of me. She appears to be enjoying it quite a lot too –this has always turned her on big time-and the moment she starts rubbing my balls, the fire in my groin suddenly spreads through my entire body hot and wild and as I feel my dick throbbing and pulsating maddeningly, a first consistent jet of sperm fills her tight mouth.
''Sweet Olympus do you have any idea how fucking sexy you look, Princess?'' I just have to ask her, using our connection given that at this point I am literally unable to utter one single sound that could actually make sense out loud.
I just seem to lose it whenever her lips are stretched around me like this, when her tongue flicks and dances around my shaft, swallowing every little drop as I push deeper down her throat, my fist around her leash, now partially controlling her movements, every nerve in my body ready to explode with sparks of pleasure.
In response, she just swallows faster, her hot, scorching mouth working me until I want to roar with pleasure, her hands now firmly clamped to my thighs for balance, her nails digging savagely into my flesh.
''I love doing this to you ….'' she whispers sensually back, these words alone driving me even crazier than before, and as her tongue swirls a few more times around the crown , just to engulf it again ,I feel my balls finally exploding and, in complete abandon, jet after jet of creamy cum begin filling her mouth and her breasts and I just watch in wonder, mesmerized as she keeps lapping gently at my cock, draining me of every drop, my entire body rocking in a sacred rhythm with the movements of her quenchless mouth.
Needless to say, this avalanche of sensations is simply overwhelming and the sound of her labored, ragged breathing and the one of her heart drumming insanely against her chest – make me lose even the last contact I have with reality and for the next couple of seconds, my whole spirit is projected into another world, a fun, extremely colorful one , full of fireworks and…well …volcanic eruptions…
I don't know how else to put it, but I'm totally and irremediably smitten with this woman…
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