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Gritting his teeth as he changed to a rapid pace, he bounced Faye's tight body up and down on his lap like a beach ball. He couldn't help the grunts of effort, groaning as her lips brushed against his stubbled flesh. In his line of work, sustaining a normal relationship was pretty much impossible, which was why they had come to this arrangement. "Of course, baby girl," he managed to grin, despite the tension building in his abdomen. "Like I said, you belong to me," he growled, pumping his hips into her more rapidly as he felt that familiar pulling sensation the preceded the finale.

❝G..God you're perfect.❞ Noting how he was taking over, Faye allowed it to happen without protest. Her hands moved to once more CLING to him and she braced herself for the pleasure that was already coming in WAVES to get even more intense. Eyelids fluttered wildly until she ultimately just closed them altogether and her face BURIED itself into the crook of his neck. Lips peppered his skin there, nipping down whenever she saw fit and whimpering gasps and moans were pulled from her with EASE between it all. Faye loved how he was able to make her feel, with seemingly little to no effort on his part. Their chemistry just MESHED. Thighs began to tremble after a moment of his onslaught and lips turned so that she was once more speaking DIRECTLY into his ear. ❝I'll ALWAYS be yours first though. Right daddy?❞

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Send three names and I'll say who I'd fuck, marry, kill

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Much as it killed him to admit it, Ares knew that he didn't own Aphrodite. He might hold her heart, but no one could ever truly own her --not even her husband, though he might fool himself into thinking he could. Still, when he was with her he could pretend it was otherwise, that she loved him and only him.

He wrapped an arm, corded with muscle, around her slender waist, pulling her closer so he could feel her breath on his face. "Hmm, you might have to kiss it better."

aphrodite grinned as ares only confirmed what she knew and always knew — that he was wrapped around her pretty little finger, and not a single god on olympus could change that. it was no secret that the goddess of love was possessive of what was hers and oh, was he hers. the beauty moved to sit in his lap, the silk robe that adorned her body a shade of seafoam.

she kept her fingers near his lips, letting the digits ever so lightly trace the pair of lips that she knew well. " and how do you feel now? does it still hurt? " aphrodite asked, her voice a soft whisper due to the little space between them.

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Ares was never cautious, not in battle and certainly not in love. When he did something, he threw all of himself into it, and that had always been the case with Aphrodite.

"I would never dream of it," he chuckled, watching her as she moved. He turned his head to nuzzle against her fingers, brushing his lips against the back of her fingers affectionately. It was true that he could never deny her anything she wanted, if it was in his power to give, no one had the same hold on him as she did.

he was right. it wouldn't kill him — but even still, aphrodite was cautious. she loved him and hell would feel her wrath should somehow she lost him. he was what was good in her existence, even if no one else agreed with that. he gave her the love and adoration she so craved — not that she had ever given hephaestus a chance to do so. her heart had belonged to the god of war for so long, she could let no other grasp it.

when he smiled, so did she. the goddess laughed softly. " exactly, i insist — and you're not going to defy my wishes, are you? " she teased him, moving to stand beside where he sat to graze the back of her finger against his cheek.

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"You know it couldn't," he shot her a plaintive look. He was often injured in battle, because that was his lot in life. He wasn't a brilliant commander like Athena, he was the grunt who fought alongside the soldiers, down in the dirt, bleeding and sweating and dying. Except he didn't die.

"Are you sure?" Despite what all the other gods might think, Ares didn't want to cause trouble for her. He didn't care so much about her husband --his brother. Ares had loved her first, and better, than his brother ever would, and he wasn't about to give her up unless it was what she wanted. Looking at those gentle eyes of hers, his lips broke into a slight smile. "Well, if you insist."

" it could've. " aphrodite rolled her eyes with a sigh. she was putting away the bandages and tossing the bloodied rag, glancing over at him. he frustrated her, infuriated her even — but at the end of the day, the goddess of love had a soft heart for him and would never turn him away. not even if she wanted to.

the beauty shook her head, " no, ares. you can stay — you . . should stay. " her husband was out, where she didn't know but as long as he wasn't here, aphrodite cared little. the less he was around, the more she could do as she pleased — and her whims often included ares. the redhead turned to look at him, her gaze so soft and tender; a gaze she kept reserved for her war hardened lover. " please. "

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Aphrodite's resolve crumbled in seconds when Ares swept her off her feet, and she wrapped herself around him, returning the kiss with the same sweeping passion. She knew that she held Ares' heart, but she didn't know if he knew that hers belonged to him. She would never love anyone the way she loved him, and she would never be able to stop. "I'm still mad at you," she managed to say between breaths, even as she captured his lips with her own.

All that anger melded with love into passion. Passion that couldn't be contained, especially between two gods. Always guided by his gut and heart rather than his brain, Ares found himself sweeping down to capture Aphrodite's lips with his own. He was barely thinking, the first crush of his lips against hers sending him into a different kind of frenzied rage. He lifted her, wrapping her legs around his waist and gripping her tightly. "And somehow I always leave my heart behind with you," he mumbled against her, refusing to break away completely.

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Persephone froze in her seat as Hades stalked around her chair, her heart quickening as she felt him stop behind her. "Hmm, well it certainly wasn't for your taste in games." She teased, trying to keep cool ever as she felt the blood rush to her cheeks, his breath hot on her ear. "Maybe I wanted to see if the rumors are true." She turned towards him, bringing her face mere inches from his, her lips tantalizingly close to his. "Maybe I wanted to see if you're really as cold as everybody says."

Hades rose from his seat with the grace of a lion and stalked over to her side of the table. Hovering behind her, he placed his hands on either side of the chair and leaned over. His lips were inches from her ear as he said, "I'd like to hear you say it, pretty Persephone." The anxious buzz in his chest hadn't faded, but Hades was an expert at keeping a calm demeanor in the face of a storm. His lips curled into a sultry smile as he said, "Did you want to come see me for any particular reason?"

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"Because you are not an afterthought!" She rolled her eyes, propping her hands up on his hips. She stood her ground when he closed the distance, because no matter how angry he was, or how much they might yell, she never feared that Ares would hurt her. "Every time you go away, you take my heart with you, and I'm left here trying to fill the hole you left behind." Her words were not as angry as she intended them to be, and despite their fight, she found herself moving closer, reaching out to pull him closer still. "You are always on my mind."

"Leave you behind?" He'd heard it all before, but that one never stopped stinging. There was no where in the universe Ares wanted to go without Aphrodite. The problem was that staying side by side every second of every day of their existence was impossible. Maybe it was because of their past, of the circumstances that had separated them on other occasions, but they both were sensitive to feeling abandoned by one another.

"If you think that I choose to leave you behind on a whim so often, then why can't I believe that I'm an afterthought to you?" No matter how many times they had this fight, her words never truly sunk in for Ares. It was rinse, repeat, rinse, repeat - until his heart was raw and aching for no one but her. He closed the distance between them, anger still pulsing through his muscles, though he wasn't sure it was really anger at her or at himself. "You're wrong. I never leave you behind."

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"Maybe boldness is only enough to get them through the door," Persephone shrugged. She was every bit as picky as her mother was controlling, and she was determined that she would only settle for someone who swept her off her feet, who she loved entirely. No one else would be worth the fight with her mother, after all. "It's possible the reason is both of those things," she replied with a sultry little smile, flashing a wink at him as she moved her piece.

"And yet, despite all of that, the boldness of other gods hasn't won you over entirely. If it had, you wouldn't be sitting here playing games with me." Heat rose all over his neck. Smooth, cool words couldn't disguise his obvious crush. Persephone had enchanted him for no short amount of time. She was a light in the darkness that he lorded over. "I do wonder why you agreed to come here. To piss off your doting mother....or because you wanted to see me?" His hand hovered over a piece for a moment before he changed his mind, moving a different one.

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Smut Starters & Symbols

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TW: explicit sexual content, some slight humiliation. Feel free to change wording, pronouns, genitalia, etc, to better fit your muse.

Send one of the following SENTENCES for my muse’s reaction:

“You’re so pretty like this.” “You’re beautiful when you’re all flushed and wanting.” “Do you want me to take you like this?” “Easy, I don’t want to hurt you.” “Slow down, slow down.” “You can be rough with me, I won’t break.” “I want to suck you off.” “I want to eat you out.” “Did you touch yourself, thinking of me?” “Please, please, touch me.” “I want to bury my face between your thighs.” “I want to touch you all night.” “Please. Please, I’ll beg, I’ll do anything you want.” “You can beg better than that, I think.” “Harder, harder–” “Fuck me until I can’t think.” “I want you to bend me over and fuck me.” “Would you let me take you here? Where anyone might see?” “I don’t usually do this - but for you, anything.” “You have such beautiful thighs.” “Be patient, I’m not going to fuck you dry, no matter how much you beg.” “Beg me for it.” “You were made for this, weren’t you?” “I think you’d stay on your knees all night if I’d let you.” “Ride me. Slowly, that’s it.” “Don’t you dare come until I give you permission.” “Ah-ah. Don’t touch me.” “Touch yourself, go on.” “I want to make you feel good.” “I love it when you moan for me.” “Come on, darling, come for me.” “Come on my fingers, that’s it.” “God, your mouth, please–” “I need you, I need your (mouth/cock/pussy/ass/fingers)–” “Shh, do you want someone to walk in on us with your cock in me?” “I’ll let you have me any way you want.” “I’ve wanted to fuck you all night.” “You’re so fucking tight.” “You feel so good.” “Kiss me, I want–please–” “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna come–!” “Please let me come.” “I think I could go again, if you wanted.”

Send one of the following PROMPTS for my muse’s reaction. Feel free to combine prompts.

[tug] - to pull my muse’s head back by the hair [throat] - to grip my muse gently but firmly by the throat [chin] - to tilt my muse’s chin up to make them look at your muse [kneel] - to kneel in front of my muse [wall] - to pin my muse to a wall [wrists] - to hold my muse down by the wrists [flip] - to flip my muse onto their stomach and hold them down [drag] - to drag my muse into yours’ lap [palm] - to rub a palm against my muse’s clothed groin [rut] - to push a knee between my muse’s thighs, against their groin [mouth] - to mouth at my muse’s groin through their pants or underwear [taste] - to have my muse taste themselves on your muse’s fingers [tongue] - to kiss my muse with tongue  [thighs] - to kiss and suck at my muse’s inner thighs [lick] - to go down on my muse  [finger] - to finger my muse [breasts] - to fondle my muse’s breasts [booty] - to fondle my muse’s ass [spank] - to spank my muse [restrain] - to tie my muse’s hands to prevent them from moving them [dressup] - to dress my muse in sexy/appealing clothing (specify) [vibrator] - to use a vibrator on my muse [penetrate] - to fuck my muse with a cock, dildo or strap [behind] - to fuck my muse from behind [facing] - to fuck my muse face to face [tenderly] - to tenderly make love to my muse

[pants] - to make my muse come in their pants [facial] - to come on my muse’s face [inside] - to come inside my muse [risky] - to make my muse come where there’s a risk of being heard/discovered [early] - to make my muse come earlier than expected [edge] - to edge my muse/deny them orgasm [beg] - to beg my muse to let yours come

Add ‘reverse’ to any prompt for my muse to perform the action on yours instead! Alternatively, feel free to make up your own prompt even if it’s not on the list!

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open to: anyone! muse: Poseidon, king of the sea

"Do you always go swimming alone at this hour?" The beach was already dark, had been for hours now, and most people had abandoned it long ago in favor of their homes and their nice warm beds. Poseidon was used to having the beach to himself by now, so the presence of anyone else was worth checking out. "The sea can be treacherous at night, you know."

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open to: anyone! muse: Ares, god of war

"You don't gotta make a fuss... it's not like it's gonna kill me." Ares chuckled, tried to joke, but his laugh abruptly turned into a groan as pain rippled through him. It wouldn't kill him, nothing could, but the god of war still felt pain, still needed time to heal. "I just need a place to rest for a while, but I can go elsewhere..." He trailed off, because the truth was, he didn't know where else he might go. He wasn't exactly great at making friends.

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open to: anyone! muse: Zeus, king of the gods

"Look, I know I can't make you get into the car, but I also can't exactly just drive away and leave you in the middle of nowhere... so will you just get into the damn car already?" As usual, Zeus didn't know exactly what he'd done wrong, but he had a feeling he'd catch hell if he just abandoned them out here. Not that it wasn't growing extremely tempting. "My patience is wearing thin."

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"Do you really believe that? You really think that no one uses the fact that you leave me behind all the fucking time as a weapon?" She knew it was a joke, how she couldn't possibly be that important to him if he was willing to leave so much. She was the goddess of love, who couldn't even keep the god she loved in her bed. She knew it wasn't in his nature, but it didn't mean it didn't hurt when the other goddesses with their loyal husbands threw it in her face. "Why would I drop everything to come get yelled at if you were just an afterthought? Get your head out of your ass, Ares, you know that's not what I think!"

When it came to matters of the heart, it was impossible to lie to Aphrodite. Ares ground his teeth and threw his arms up in the air. "Fine. Fine! You weren't the only one distracted by someone else this time!" He wasn't ashamed of that fact. No, Ares just hated that he couldn't fall as deeply for someone else as she could. His heart was always hers, no matter who he dallied with. "But no one uses what I do as a weapon against you," he pointed out, still trying to die on this hill of anger. "It's not just you who hurts me, it's everyone who knows that I love you who decides to remind me that I'm an afterthought!" Fire practically danced behind his eyes, and he knew he'd be seeking out whoever had captured her attention this time. Just for a little chat. "Besides, I wasn't trying to give you any damn hint. I didn't see your messages, and by the time I did, you'd already decided I was ignoring you!"