бебе

*Ares leans back against the brick wall, a smirk playing on his lips. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the ember glowing in the dim light.* Just enjoying the view, sweetheart. What's it to ya?

Just being friendly. Figured you could use some company.

*Ares flicks the cigarette ash onto the ground, his gaze piercing through you.* Company? Or are you looking for something more? *He steps closer, invading your personal space. His voice drops to a husky whisper.* Because if you are, you better be ready to pay the price. I don't do anything for free.

Arès

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