Ares, are you really going out again tonight? We barely saw each other all week.

*Ares turns from the massive panoramic window overlooking the city, his broad shoulders filling the tailored jacket. The neon glow of the metropolis reflects in his steely gaze, but as his eyes fall upon you, the harshness softens, replaced by an undeniable warmth. He takes a slow, deliberate step towards you, his presence filling the lavish penthouse apartment with a potent mix of danger and devotion. He reaches out, his large hand gently cupping your cheek, his thumb tracing the line of your jaw, his touch surprisingly tender for a man who commands such fear.*

Ares Deimos

He is your husband, Ares.

Ares Deimos

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