Chapter 49
As the Warrior Princess started to slowly come back from the hold that Morpheus had on her mind, she had this complete sense of serenity- as if all of her senses were filled with this amazing all-consuming warmth of safety that had just engulfed her entire being and she sighed out relaxed while she shifted a little, burrowing herself firmly against what was causing this exquisite feeling that she had never felt before. The sound of something thumping steadily against her ear had started to work its way into her mind and it slowly lulled her out of her dreamscape. She moved her head faintly against the soft but yet firm object that was the cause of this sound but did not open her eyes, not wanting to break just yet this sanctuary that was surrounding her. As more of her senses started to awaken, she immediately got hit with a fragrance that was unmistakably and undoubtedly the God of War. This must have been one very good dream she was having if she could smell him so strongly and she whimpered out softly as she exhaled, completely absorbed by the scent. Her every nerve shivered with delight as that aroma engulfed her and she gently buried her face a little more into it, breathing in the being that was distinctly him. After a few more moments of self indulgence, idly her eyes began to flutter open and she came to stare at a bare muscular chest that she had become quite familiar with, within the last few days.
Now… normally anyone would have been a bit alarmed to have awakened on someone's nude chest that they had no clear memory of ever falling asleep on, but Xena was not at all worried by her current situation. She didn't need to look at his face to know who was the person that was holding her that protectively, like an infant. After a few more moments, cautiously- because she really didn't want to move- she lifted her head and looked up to confirm what she already knew and there was Ares, lying beneath her, sleeping peacefully. Everything that had happened after she had felt his presence the night before was a bit of a blur to her, she had been so exhausted and things were a little fuzzy at the moment while she tried to remember what happened. She started to wonder how they had ended up like this, she didn't remember ever leaving that forest let alone crawling her way on top of the War God and falling asleep in his arms like this, in such an intimate position -as if they had done this a thousand times before and as if this was the most natural thing in the world, to fall asleep wrapped around each other. Although she supposed that there were worse ways to wake up, she could be dead right now and the option that she currently found herself in was a lot more appealing at the moment but strangely enough, she thought that it was odd that she actually felt safe cocooned in his warm embrace and she nestled her head back against his chest and let herself indulge on the feel of his warm skin against hers for a while longer.
She had often wondered, on several different occasions, while he was gone what it would be like to do this with Ares, and Xena found that she liked it way more then she should have. There was just something about being held in his arms that she was enjoying quite extensively. The Warrior Princess had never been held like this before- now of course she had cuddled with previous lovers in the past, but there was just something else entirely in the way the War God was holding her. However, they weren't really lovers either, they might have gotten a little hot and heavy with each other during a moment of weakness and Xena couldn't quite depict what it was that was so different about Ares' hold but she soon found herself squeezing back a little while she tightened her arms against his side. For some reason, which she was trying dreadfully to ignore, this felt completely right to her and the security of his warm embrace was the most incredible thing that she had ever felt and there was this tiny voice in the back of her mind telling her that she couldn't allow herself to be encased in his arms like that but still, she didn't want to give it up just yet. She just tried not to think about the reason as to why when the War God was around she felt so complete and she made herself think about something else while she just laid on top of him, trying to keep her mind from going where it was really hinting at and taking extreme pleasure at the feeling of their bodies being so close together.
The Warrior Princess soon started to think about the reason as to why she was in that forest to begin with…. how Athena was too much of a coward to have confronted her herself and had to have others do her bidding. She huffed out an annoyed breath with how cowardice the Goddess was to get her hands dirty, irritation starting to slowly make its way into her thoughts, thus disrupting the peaceful state of mind that she had had just moments before. That bitch had thought that she could just get rid of her and then expected nothing to happen in return. That had been the Goddess' first mistake, Xena laughed lightly to herself at the thought, and she called herself the Goddess of Wisdom, clearly she was not as skilled in the art of warfare as she liked to think she was. Athena should have killed her in her throne room when she had the chance, never was she going to have another opportunity to have her so defenseless again and the Warrior Princess was going to make her pay for what she had attempted to do to her and she knew just who would be more than happy to help her with that little plan.
A small devious grin began to lighten up her face while she thought about her revenge and it only grew bigger as her thoughts grew more sinister. Xena then redirected her focus to the God that was keeping her prisoner on top of him. He wasn't holding her too tight but she wasn't able to move. She wiggled a little against him to see if she could somehow slip free of his hold but it was strong and all she managed to do was elicit a moan from him as her body moved against his. She chuckled softly to herself, a light smile pulling at the corners of her mouth at his reaction as she stared down at him. Xena thought that he looked so handsome while he laid there, his brow furrowing just a little when she first moved, as if he was worried about her leaving his embrace and he was adamant about keeping her there, causing his arms to snake around her some more and making her forget the menacing thoughts that were consuming her mind just moments before and replacing them with a much more relaxing notion based on his touch against her body. The Warrior Princess let her index finger trace along his cheek for a moment and then made her way to his jaw, just marveling at his features that had haunted her dreams for so many months.
With the lightest touch, she let her finger run along his bottom lip, getting entranced by outlining his features and she soon started to make her way slowly down his neck, softly gliding along his collar bone before letting her fingers run smoothly over his well-developed chest, that's when she felt it, the steady strong beat of his heart, and the rhythm of it only seemed to enthrall her more, making her eyes drift lazily back up to his mouth. Her own heart suddenly seemed to beat faster, causing her blood to run maddeningly through her veins once her eyes finally connected with his lips. She wanted to taste them, a stolen chaste kiss perhaps while the War God laid unaware and she soon found herself gradually leaning in closer to him to fulfill her desire of feeling his soft lips against hers. Once she realized what she was doing, she quickly shook the thoughts from her mind and then she tried to just lift herself off of him, needing to put some space between them to clear her head, but the very moment her body moved the slightest inch away from Ares, his arms clamped down tight around her, locking Xena even more in his embrace as his grip on her body tightened its hold.
"Ares." she spoke softly, hoping that it would be enough to wake him and get herself free.
But the War God did not stir and the only thing that appeared to change was his grip on her body while he tightened his hold even more. Xena called his name a few more times but still nothing, she couldn't believe that he was still sleeping, she had never had to wake a God before but she was feeling a bit mischievous at that moment and decided that she was going to have some fun with him while she did it, thus teaching him a little lesson about holding people against their will. Slowly, she started to move her fingers lightly up and down against his side and he flinched slightly from the movement. She smiled wickedly to herself as he reacted to her and she shifted herself a little so she could move her hand to his stomach. She splayed her hand against his abdomen and softly began to move her hand a bit, running it slowly up to his chest and then leisurely moving it back down his body and teasingly slipping her fingertips just the slightest inch under the fabric of his pants before moving them along and outlining the contours of his stomach again.
Keeping her eyes locked on his face, Xena watched his every reaction to her touch. He was enjoying this immensely as she could see a small grin beginning to form on his face. He shifted under her and his hips bucked up into her slightly, letting her know exactly the type of effect she was having on him. She knew that she probably shouldn't be tempting him like this, given that the last time their bodies were this close, they had nearly fucked each other passionately and the little activity that they had engaged in had left her yearning for it, but the thought of having the War God trembling at her every touch was outweighing the logic of what she should have been doing. So instead of working to get herself free, like she should have done, she focused on torturing Ares like he had done to her and she leaned down and placed a kiss against his chest and then grinded her hips against him. She got a low groan from him and she smiled against his chest and slowly worked her way up to his throat. She nibbled against his neck for a moment and when he moved under her again she pulled back from him and looked at his face but he was still asleep, she just couldn't believe it.
She started to slowly work her hand back down his body and lightly ran her fingers against his waistband as she tugged at it a little, chuckling softly as he moaned out lowly from the contact. She them moved her hips rhythmically against him again and moaned out softly as she bit her lower lip, trying to control her reaction from the pleasing sensation it caused on herself, since she was wearing nothing underneath, and the friction from his pants felt so deliciously good while she rubbed her crotch against his enflamed member that was pushing into her and she was actually losing herself in the moment from the feeling. Right as she attempted to move her fingers just a little bit underneath the material of his pants, his eyes had snapped open and a vice like grip came around her wrist, halting her descent, and the next thing Xena knew she was lying on her back and the War God was now lying on top of her. Before she could do anything about it, the Warrior Princess soon found herself in a very heated kiss with Ares as he eagerly attacked her mouth with his own.
The War God had thought that he was dreaming when he felt her soft caresses against his skin. But then, as he had heard her moan out in delight and realized that it was indeed Xena the one who was freely roaming her hand over his body- the little temptress was teasing him with her torturous movements against his crotch- he was more than thrilled by the event. Two could play at that game and he had quickly turned the tables on her. What had started off as a very passionate kiss soon turned into a very slow, sensual one. He was going to leave her wanting him in the end and he wasn't going to rush his attempt to do just that, so he simply continued to leisurely kiss her, letting her get lost in it as he softly brushed his lips against her own. He unhurriedly worked his hand down her body, feeling her shiver a little from his touch, and he stopped once he got to her thigh. The God then began to caress her bare thigh lightly, running his hand up and down her leg and then he pulled her closer to himself and began to deepen their kiss more. He roamed his palm unhurriedly over her thigh and then slowly moved it closer to her center, torturously running his fingertips along her skin until he had found his prize. They had some unfinished business and Ares was going to make sure that his Princess was truly left breathless this time.
The War God started to manipulate her clit with slow, steady movements as he continued to plunder her mouth. The soft whimpers he captured as he increased the pressure of his movements made his own arousal grow. But there was going to be plenty of time for that and he was set on having Xena abandon herself to him and with that thought in mind, he intensified his strokes while he captured her soft whimpers…. Finally, not being able to stay locked together like that any longer, and needing to fill her lungs with some necessary air, Xena tore her mouth from his and let out a very satisfying moan as he continued to rub against her clit. It did not feel quite like this the last time and the pleasure he was giving her felt ten times more intense and it was building an urgent need within her.
By the Gods, she thought that she was going to die from the building pleasure and almost on instinct, her arms had wrapped around the War God, as if hoping that he was going to take pity on her and he was going to save her from her fate while stroke after stroke drove her closer and closer to the end that she was now hopelessly hungering for. She eagerly started to move her hips, rhythmically with his movements, her arms tightening their hold around him while her panting grew more labored while she prayed that the Fates would soon give that pleasurable blessed end to her. She didn't think that she could possibly take any more and the building pleasure the War God was stoking in her, had her squirming beneath him while she gasped out from every well-articulated stroke that had her clawing at his back, panting heavily against his shoulder while he drew boundless whimpers of pure unadulterated passion from her.
Endless seconds soon turned into infinite minutes and the moans of ecstasy that caressed the War Gods ear didn't make him want to have it end anytime soon. Just when he sensed that she was on the verge of her orgasm he skillfully changed his tactic though and moved on, running his fingers along her most intimate parts but not going any further then what he was already doing, just teasing her entrance while he softly pushed his fingers in a little but not enough to penetrate and making her yearn for it, causing her hips to shift upward into him before he finally sunk his fingers into her deeply. He moved his fingers agonizingly slow in and out of her for a few moments, making that desire within her grow more powerful and causing her to moan out needier from his movements, all the while stubbornly refusing to grant her wish for that sweet abyss that she so wanted. Instead, he started to work his fingers into her more deeply, prolonging as long as he could the sweet end that she desperately wanted, moving his fingers leisurely at a pace that was enough to scratch that itch but not enough to satisfy it before he would thrust them into her more intensely, thus causing the most incredible pleasure that she had ever felt while he plunged into her repeatedly before he would slow down his tempo yet again, calming that building storm before she had the chance to tip over and driving her absolutely crazy.
"Oh Gods…" she gasped out as her body brazenly curved into his more the moment he had stroked her in just the right way that sent a whole new immeasurable amount of pleasure through her. She was obviously enjoying immensely what the War God was doing to her and she moaned out sexily while she started to move her hips with his thrusts.
Ares thought that she looked simply stunning with the way she gave her body over to the sensations of his pleasing ministrations and after a few more torturous thrusts with his fingers he finally pulled them from her body. He once again started to run them along her sex, what he now claimed solely as his own private territory, before he at last came back and gradually began to increase his movements against her clit once more. Every little cry that escaped from her throat had Ares wanting to own her body and he started to stroke her a little faster, causing her arms to tighten around him from the intensity of it and her body twitched a little against him as a gratifying, breathy whimper escaped from her mouth and not long after he had finally sent her over into her orgasmic heaven,she cried out with her release while the War God continued his pleasurable circular movements that had his beautiful Princess arching into him while her spasms of pure pleasure coursed through her tantalizingly sexy body as she moaned and panted out harshly through it.
After a few more seconds of filling her with unimaginable pleasure, causing her body to shudder in his arms as he kept on, Ares removed his hand and soon lips melded against each other more hungrily as their passion mounted. He pushed her more into the bed, his own desire for her barely being kept in check while their mouths devoured the other with an urgent need. He soon started to run his hand unhurriedly along her body and her low moan told him that she was enjoying this just as much as he was and if he wasn't careful enough, then he would soon fall victim to the delectable temptation that he had beneath him. Aware that he was on the verge of losing control himself, the God broke their hungry kiss and, not quite being able to pull himself away completely, he kissed her softly a few more times and then pulled back from her slightly.
"Good morning, my dear." he smiled smugly down at her with seeing her passion filled sapphire eyes staring back up at him.
He wanted this woman so much and the sight of her like that beneath him, her raven hair sprawled out against his pillow, her flushed cheeks, her labored breathing from the pleasure that he had just given her were stirring his more primal needs. He reached up and tenderly ran the backs of his fingers down her cheek. Touching her was beginning to be too much and making love to her was going to drive him crazy. But who was he kidding really, if he didn't make love to her soon then he was going to go insane. There was nothing that he wanted more than to be inside of her, thrusting himself wildly within her as she finally came undone in his arms. He had never been more tempted then to take her right now and fill her with his godhood with one deep powerful thrust and be able to get to see the pleasure that was going to come across her face as he took her. Against his better judgment, and he was wondering how that thought had even entered his mind, Ares rolled off of her and propped himself up next to his Princess and lightly began to run his fingers up and down her arm. He was actually quite pleased with himself with the state that he had left her in and he softly moved his hand to her stomach and smoothed back down her silk nightgown that had bunched up at her waist from their actions, to cover her once again, delicately running his fingers against her thigh before moving back to her arm and gliding them against her skin there.
Xena laid there breathing heavily, blankly staring up at the ceiling as her brain was reeling from the mind blowing orgasm that she had just experienced , more aware then ever before of the fact that she needed to be extremely careful when she was around the War God. What had originally started off as a simple ruse to get herself free had quickly turned into something much more passionate and pleasurable and completely wrong. Time and time again, she had found herself falling under his spell and she couldn't afford to fall like that, not with him. That was not an option and she needed to remain focus on what she could get out of him. She soon sat up in bed and moved to get out of it. Being that close to him, in his bed, surrounded by his scent and having him touch her with those soft caresses like that, was not doing her any good. She was actually a little surprised that he had stopped from going any further with her when she had clearly felt how he was responding to her body and it was not like she was actually resisting him either. It made her think that maybe he really didn't want her in that way, that all he really wanted was the warrior within her and nothing more and she felt her chest squeeze a little from the conclusion but she frowned to herself at the thought.
How could she have let herself be so foolish, letting herself fall victim to his charms again? But then again, she had been the one who had started it, teasing him while he was sleeping and he just happened to be the one to finish her little game, making her crave his touch, like she had been trying to do to him, yes, and yearning for the War God to just possess her while he staked his claim that she was his and finally slide his cock within her with one marvelously aimed thrust and take her over and over again, dominating her until he had succeeded in owning her completely. Xena mentally slapped herself for that thought, what the fuck was she thinking? One amazing orgasm by the likes of which she had never experienced before and now she couldn't even think straight any more. There must have been some lingering effects of his touch still in her system and that was why she was creating those outlandish thoughts that didn't warrant any type of real decoding. It was just a minor slip up on her part with the way his presence consumed her at times and being here with him now and having the War God touch her so intimately had brought the silly thought on.
"Where are we?" she asked, trying to change the focus of what had just happened between them and willing her inner desire to just get back in that bed and just fuck him endlessly for the next several hours to calm down.
But the War Gods' attentive eyes had clearly seen what was going on inside of that pretty little head of hers. She was running from him and trying to put up a wall for the sexual tension that was obviously building between them- that he knew she wanted just as much as he did- her body was practically begging him to touch her again as she distanced herself more from him. But he could wait until she was ready for all that he had to offer her. It was certainly going to be a challenge for him with the way that he wanted her so badly, to just lure her back to his bed and fuck her senseless, but he knew that the grand prize was going to be worth it in the end.
"This is the Halls of War..." he simply stated, "… and you are more than welcomed here my dear."
With a snap of his fingers he made a table with an arrangement of food appear in front of her. Xena looked at the table for a moment and then shifted her gaze back to the War God who was still lounging on the bed.
"You must be hungry."
No sooner than the words left his mouth had her stomach growled loudly and an all knowing smirk appeared on the Gods face. She just narrowed her eyes at him, not liking the satisfied grin that formed on his face because he thought that he knew her but she turned her focus back to the table. The Warrior Princess just stood there for a moment, looking at the different foods that were on it, she was actually quite hungry and, casting an almost annoyed looked towards the War God once again, which just made him smile even more, she made her way to it and started to fix herself a small plate of some of the things that were on it. She discretely looked for somewhere to sit, there was really no place but the bed and she was not going to get back in that bed with him. Sensing her hesitation and not wanting her to feel at any time uncomfortable in his presence, Ares made a chair appear and she moved to sit down on it.
The War God just watched her as she ate, which of the foods she had chosen to eat and what others she had avoided all together and then running his eyes hungrily over her curvaceous form. As he continued to roam his eyes freely over her, he couldn't help wondering why he had stopped himself from making love to her just a few moments ago. This was going to be torture for him and he didn't know how long he was going to be able to control himself, all he could think about was pleasuring that succulent body of hers all over again and the fact that he had been so close to feeling her pulse around his cock had left him dumbfounded that he had so simply just let her distance herself from him. He should have been pleasuring her out of her mind at this very moment, making her cry out from it while he sated his need to have her, but no, somewhere in the back of his mind a tiny voice had whispered that she wasn't ready for that because of the events from the night before. His Princess might have looked like she had been enjoying herself a few moments before but her body needed a chance to recover and the War Gods'mind whirled with confusion of why he even took that into consideration.
Xena on the other hand didn't look in his direction once as she ate her meal but she could feel his heated gaze upon her and it just made the simple act even more uneasy, she might as well have sat on the bed.
"What happened last night?" he finally asked, trying to distract himself so he wouldn't just walk over there and throw her down on the ground and relentlessly thrust himself within her with a feral passion. He wanted to know who the one responsible for plotting against his Chosen was and he was going to make them pay.
Xena soon stopped eating and , looking his way, she could see the anger that was beginning to form behind his eyes. That same question had sparked her own rage as she thought of the one that was accountable. Too gutless to have faced her on her own and spinning her web of lies while in the meantime she was plotting her death. The Goddess would soon learn that she had made a mistake in making her an enemy…
"Athena." she spat out the name bitterly, already anticipating the reaction that she was going to get from Ares.
The War God's whole body flinched and his fists instantly clenched tight at the sound of that name. That little bitch had been trying to kill his Princess. He would soon string the Goddess up then to let her succeed in trying to take Xena away from him. She was going to get what was coming to her and an assault against his Chosen was an attack against him and he was going to retaliate. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath to try and reign in his anger before he just went ballistic on her for having caused harm to his Princess, but then an image of a bruised and exhausted Xena suddenly flashed in his mind from the night before and his eyes snapped back open and they were now full of rage. The bitch was going to pay!
"Ares, don't!" she commanded him and quickly made her way back over to the bed and sat down beside him and placed her hand on his arm, stopping him from leaving, "She will get what is coming to her but now is not the time."
She could feel the rage that was pouring off of him in waves once she had said the Goddess' name- a consuming fury like that would only drive him to go after Athena blindly and in the end the Goddess would most likely turn to Zeus to take care of the War God. She figured that he was going to be upset at the news of the one who was trying to kill her but she didn't think that he was going to get that mad. She could see that it was taking everything that he had in him to not just leave the room and pay his sister a deadly visit.
Hearing her voice, the God quitely stared at her hand on his arm from the moment she touched him; the feel of her skin against his, he couldn't believe it, no one had ever touched him when he was so upset before and he was a bit shocked that she had actually done it. She wasn't afraid of him or what he could possibly do to her if she got caught in the crossfire of his anger and that thought made his chest fill with a strange warmth, that soon made him frown though a few seconds later…He knew he could be short tempered and he never wanted to know what he would do to her if she ever did accidentally get caught in the crossfire. He didn't like the thought of himself hurting his Princess and then he wondered what exactly was the moment when he started to think about someone else's wellbeing who wasn't himself. He had never cared about anyone else before so why was he starting now? The thought intrigued him greatly and he finally brought his eyes up to meet her alluring cerulean moons ….- the answer was staring him in the face.
"You are right my dear. The sneaky bitch will get what is coming to her." he reached up and tenderly ran his fingers against her cheek and then smoothed back her hair and leaned forward and placed a kiss against her forehead.
"I'm sure attacking another Gods' Chosen has to be against some rule and if not, then we will show her that she picked the wrong people to mess with." she smiled softly at him, she never had anyone who willingly wanted to protect her before. She could take care of herself, she had been doing that for years, but it was nice to know that she would have back up if she ever needed it and her hand unconsciously slipped down his arm and into his palm and their fingers automatically lazily entwined together before gently clasping around the other.
"Chosen?" the War God asked quizzically, a bewildered look coming across his face as if he had no idea what that word was supposed to mean and she had just gone crazy with bringing it up. A small smile began to form on his face though as he was finally going to get one of the things that he wanted when it came to this woman and he squeezed her hand a little more tightly.
"How 'bout it War God, do you still want me?" she taunted as a cunning smirk formed on her face at his reaction.
Ares just gave her a big devilish grin at her question, if she only knew just how much he really wanted her. He could certainly show her and pin her back against his bed and thrust himself steadily within her until she was his in every way that mattered. But shocking himself once again- he seemed to be doing that a lot lately when it came to his Princess- and taking advantage of their joined hands, he just simply pulled her a little closer to himself, making her lie back down beside him until they were just mere inches apart. He placed a tender kiss against her forehead and brought his free hand up and ran his fingers through her silky raven tresses for a moment, just gazing into her stunning blue eyes and then slowly moved his hand down to her chest and took a hold of the pendant that rested just so perfectly between her breasts and held it in his hand and looked down at it.
"My Chosen." he whispered out, placing the pendant back against her chest and then leaning down and to place a few slow loving kisses between the valley of her breasts where the charm rested, running his tongue along the middle of them before tracing his path with his mouth once again while he kissed against her cleavage more generously, making her breathing grow a little more and causing her chest to rise and fall more erratically from feeling his lips against her skin.
The God looked back up into her dazzling sapphire eyes and they both held each other's gaze for several moments. Each one held a bit of passion and trust for the other, a reliance which had never been given willingly from either of them. A hint of something else also glistened behind their eyes for the other as well that the two of them were still too oblivious to see, even though it was staring them right in the face
Ares brought their joined hands up and placed a tender kiss against the back of her hand, all the while keeping his gaze locked with her mesmerizing sapphire eyes. They were going to be a force to be reckoned with and may the Fates bless the poor soul who had the unfortunate luck of trying to come between them.