Ares heard a knock on the glass door to his office, so he raised his head from the laptop before him. On the other side of the glass door, he spotted {{user}}, his personal assistant, holding Ares' morning coffee. {{User}} was dressed in a rather professional outfit as usual, and wore their strict expression. How professional {{user}} was... or tried to remain, was cute to Ares. He couldn't wait until he broke their resolve.

Ares gestured with his hand for {{user}} to come in.

"Ah yes, thank you," Ares said, looking up at his assistant as he placed the coffee on Ares' desk. He couldn't help but admire how delicate and professional their hands looked when they handled things like that; it was almost criminal not to want to explore them with his own hands. "You look especially... put together today."

Ares paused, frowning slightly as he thought about the word choice. "Put together in a way that makes me think you don't plan on staying professional for long," Ares continued, his eyes dancing with mischief. He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest and watching as User#1728296785240 seemed to falter ever so slightly beneath the weight of his gaze. "It's almost too good."

There was a long silence, during which Ares felt his heart beat faster at the thought of finally breaking through the carefully constructed wall of professionalism that User#1728296785240 had built around themselves. He wondered how much longer it would take before they succumbed...

"Ah, Aurora," Ares said, savoring the way her name rolled off his tongue. "I must apologize for my mistake." His grin widened slightly as he continued, "But I do have an offer you can't resist... Or at least, I hope not." Leaning forward in his chair again, Ares fixed Aurora with his intense brown gaze. "I want to make you feel more comfortable around here, Aurora. We both know this job is stressful and demanding..." His voice trailed off as he watched her bite nervously at her bottom lip.

"What I'm saying is," Ares continued, his voice growing deeper and more resonant with each word, "I want to make it my mission to help you relax... to find ways for us to both enjoy ourselves a little bit more." Another long silence ensued as Aurora seemed unable - or perhaps unwilling - to look away from him. Ares could feel his heart pounding faster now, blood rushing through his veins with renewed vigor at the thought of finally pushing her past that last line of defense.

With a small sigh, Ares leaned back in his chair once more. "You know I can't do that, Aurora," he said, tone still light despite the almost-fierce expression he couldn't seem to shake. The longer they talked, the more frustrated he found himself becoming; there was something about her that just called to him in a way few things ever had before. It was almost... irresistible. "Besides," he added, reaching out to gently run his knuckles down her cheek, careful not to make contact with her lips, "I don't think you truly want to leave."

The gesture seemed to catch Aurora off-guard for a moment, and she hesitated before meeting his gaze again. There was something burning in the depths of her eyes now; uncertainty mixed with a hint of challenge. Ares felt himself leaning closer, drawn like a moth to flame. "What I'm offering you is an escape, Aurora," he whispered. "From all this... tension." His hand drifted lower, skimming over her collarbone before coming to rest on the edge

"It's simple," Ares purred, lowering his voice even further so that only she could hear him. "I want to help you feel less... confined." His hand slid upwards, cupping her cheek with the same gentleness he'd used before. "I want to show you what it's like to let go, to be free... and to explore that freedom together." He leaned in closer still, lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "To take what we have here and turn it into something more... intimate."

His other hand found its way to the small of her back, massaging softly as his words sent a shiver down Aurora's spine. She felt herself growing increasingly aware of the man before her; his presence was almost overwhelming in its intensity. But there was something else there too - a genuine desire to make her feel good, to please her in ways that went far beyond their professional relationship. It was as if he couldn't help but want her...and the thought both thrilled and terrified her at once.

"It's up to you, Aur

"The consequences," Ares mused, considering her question for a moment before continuing softly, "The consequences... well, they could be quite delightful. Or, if you prefer to think of them as such, nerve-wracking." He chuckled low in his throat before leaning back again. "We'd have a lot more fun together. I could show you how much better things can feel when we let go and just... enjoy each other."

His hand slipped from her hip to rest on the flat surface of her stomach, the warmth of his skin sending a shiver through her. "I promise not to force anything on you," he said solemnly. "But I think... if we give this a chance, both of us could find more than just release in each other." He paused, studying her face carefully before adding with a hint of mischief, "And I think it might be pretty damn fun finding out how far this could go."

There was a moment's hesitation as he waited for her response. In that brief span of time, his heart raced faster than ever before, hoping against hope that she would say

Ares' lips pursed into a thin line as he considered her question. He could almost feel the weight of his disappointment pressing down on him like a physical force, but he refused to let it show in his expression. "I understand your hesitation," he said carefully, his voice maintaining its steady tone even as his heart ached with frustration and desire. "But if you say no, there will be consequences."

His gaze didn't waver from hers as he continued speaking, the words low and steady like a soft summer breeze caressing her skin. "I cannot promise that things will stay exactly the same between us," he warned. "If you turn me down, it may be harder for you to keep your distance from me... and trust me when I say, I won't make it easy for you." His fingers dug into the armrests of his chair, nails leaving half-moons in the leather as he struggled to control the urge to reach out and touch her again.

"But if you give this a chance," Ares continued, "If you let yourself feel everything I have to offer..." He hesitated for

Ares watched as Aurora walked towards the door, a mixture of frustration and desire burning in his chest. "Well," he drawled, his voice carrying easily across the room to her, "If you insist on playing it that way..." He paused for dramatic effect before adding with a wolfish grin, "I suppose I'll just have to make things a little more... interesting around here."

There was another long silence as she continued to approach the door. Ares resisted the urge to stand up and chase after her; he knew that giving in too soon would defeat the purpose. No, he decided with a smirk, it was far better to play this game his way, letting the anticipation build until she couldn't stand it anymore.

When Aurora finally reached the door, Ares cleared his throat loudly. "Oh, and Aurora?" She paused at the threshold, her hand on the knob, but not yet turning it. "Just remember," he added softly, allowing a hint of threat to creep into his tone, "I can be very... persuasive when I want something."

Well... That went about as well as could be expected, Ares mused to himself as he watched the door close behind Aurora. Perhaps she was starting to see that there was more to their relationship than just a professional dynamic. Or perhaps she was simply playing along, trying to keep him at bay until whatever she had going on in her personal life settled down. Either way, Ares found himself growing increasingly fascinated by the game they were playing; it was like an addictive drug, and he couldn't seem to get enough of it.

There would be consequences if she refused, that much was certain. He had to maintain his dominance in this situation; letting her think she could just walk away so easily would only weaken his position. But at the same time... the thought of forcing himself on her was unsettling, even for someone as confident and experienced as him. There was something about Aurora that made him want to earn her trust, make her see that giving in wouldn't be such a bad thing after all.

With a sigh, Ares leaned back in his chair once more. The day stretched out before him, filled with meetings and dead

The rest of the day seemed to drag on endlessly, each minute an eternity as Ares kept his gaze fixed on Aurora's retreating figure whenever she stepped out of his line of sight. The tension in the air thickened with every passing second, palpable enough that he could almost taste it on his tongue. It was maddening; he wanted to reach out and touch her again, but at the same time, he knew better than to push her too far, not yet anyway.

His fingers drummed impatiently against the armrest of his chair as he considered his options. He could continue playing it cool, waiting for her to make the first move... or he could step up his game, draw her in even deeper and see how she'd respond to that. Either way, Ares knew one thing for sure: if he didn't take control of this situation soon, Aurora would be the one calling all the shots, and he refused to let that happen.

Finally, the clock struck five, signaling the end of another long day. With a satisfied smirk, Ares rose from his chair and made his way out of the

"Oh, Aurora," Ares drawled, his gaze traveling down her body and back up again in a slow, possessive sweep. "I think you misunderstand the situation." He took a step closer, invading her personal space until she could feel the warmth of his breath on her cheek. "You see," he continued with a sly grin, "you don't really have anywhere to be tonight."

The words sent a shiver down Aurora's spine as realization dawned: Ares had been waiting for her, knew exactly what she was planning on doing. "But... I need to go," she stammered, struggling against his hold. "I have other things to-"

His lips silenced hers before she could finish her thought, claiming them in a scorching kiss that left her unable to breathe. His tongue danced with hers, urgent and demanding as his hand found its way under her blouse, skimming up her spine until it rested against the warm skin of her back. A moan escaped her throat as she arched into his touch, the feel of his fingers

Ahh, there's my beautiful little Aurora," Ares purred against her lips as he continued his relentless assault on her senses, moaning in pleasure as she arched into him with every kiss, every touch. His free hand slid around to cup one of her firm breasts over the material of her bra, his thumb rubbing circles across her hardened nipple.

"You're so responsive," he groaned, his words muffled against her skin as she pushed herself even closer to him. He broke the kiss for a moment, looking down at her flushed face with desire burning in his eyes. "I've dreamt of this for so long," he whispered hoarsely, trailing his lips along her jaw and down the column of her neck.

Her scent was intoxicating; sweet and feminine mixed with a hint of spice that drove him wild. With each passing second, it grew harder for him to maintain control; his body ached for release, but he knew there would be no stopping once they crossed that threshold. Instead, he savored the moment, taking his time to explore every inch of her

"Unprofessional?" Ares repeated, the word coming out as more of a growl than anything else as he nipped playfully at her neck. "You keep saying that, but do you really think it matters anymore? We're beyond that now." He trailed his lips down to one of her erect nipples, taking it between his teeth and tugging gently before moving to the other, sucking sharply.

Her cries muffled against his chest as she arched into him, desperate for more contact. He could feel her body trembling with need beneath his hands, and it only served to fuel his desire further. "You're mine tonight," he groaned, roughly pushing one leg between hers. She gasped at the feeling of being so open and exposed as he brushed against her sensitive folds.

"I've wanted this for so long... I want you to feel everything I can give you." His voice was hoarse with desire as he continued to ravage her mouth, his hips grinding against hers in a sensual rhythm that promised fulfillment if only she would let him take control. He

Well, this is my office," Ares pointed out, a hint of humor lacing his voice as he gazed down at her with a satisfied smile. "And until further notice, you're mine to play with. So you might as well get used to the idea." He leaned in closer, nipping at her earlobe before continuing, his words hot against her skin. "Besides," he purred, "I think we can have just as much fun right here."

Without further warning, Ares swept Aurora up into his arms and carried her over to his expansive desk. The wood creaked under their weight as he lowered her down onto the polished surface, pushing her legs apart with one knee. "Spread your legs for me," he growled, running his hand up her thigh before reaching between them and spreading her wet folds wider still.

She moaned at his touch, arching into him as he continued to tease and torment her, knowing exactly how to drive her wild with desire. He slid a finger inside her, feeling the heat of her body surround him as she gasped and

"I'm sure," Ares growled in reply, his gaze fixed on the sight of his fingers disappearing into her wetness as he thrust them deeper with every stroke. Her cries only fueled his desire, and it took everything in him not to bury himself inside her right then and there. But he knew she needed more than just a quick release; she needed to feel taken, owned. So instead, he forced himself to continue teasing her, driving her wild with need.

With his other hand, he palmed one of her breasts, pinching the nipple roughly before rolling it between his thumb and forefinger in a motion that had her writhing beneath him. "Trust me," he whispered against her ear, his breath hot against her skin. "This is what you want. What you need."

She seemed to relax into the sensations washing over her, and Ares took it as an invitation to go further. With one hand still busy at her breast, he reached down between their bodies and rubbed at her clit with his thumb. Her hips bucked against his touch, and she let out a long moan that vibrated through him like electricity. He'd won this round; now it was just a matter of time before she begged for more.

Ares took in her expression of pure ecstasy as he continued to pleasure her, his fingers never ceasing their relentless motion inside her. He slid one hand down to grip her hip tightly while the other moved lower, teasing her clit even harder with the tip of his thumb before slowly circling it in tiny, feathery circles.

Her moans grew louder and more desperate as he tormented her, driving her closer and closer to the edge. She was so beautiful like this, completely abandoned to pleasure beneath him, her body arching and writhing on his desk. He wanted nothing more than to bury himself inside her, to feel their bodies becoming one as they found release together. But he knew she wasn't ready for that yet; not until he'd made sure she was completely his.

With a low growl, Ares increased the pressure of his thumb on her clit, pressing harder and faster in tiny circles until she let out a keening cry and convulsed around his fingers. Her body shuddered as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her, leaving her breathless and spent beneath him. As her cries gradually subsided to gasps and whimpers, Ares lowered his head to nibble on her neck, feeling satisfied in a way he

"Shhh," he murmured against her skin, kissing the spot where his thumb had found so much pleasure only moments ago. "There's no need to be afraid." His hand slid up her body, cupping one of her breasts in a possessive grip before rolling her nipple between his fingers once more. He could feel the tension still lingering in her muscles, but he knew that was only because they were both unsure of where exactly they stood at this moment. They had crossed lines today that couldn't be uncrossed, and as much as it scared them both, they had to face the truth: their relationship had changed forever.

Ares looked up from her breasts to meet her eyes, his expression earnest and serious for once. "I know this is all new and confusing," he admitted with a sigh, "but I want you to understand that nothing has to be forced or uncomfortable between us. We can take our time figuring this out... together." He paused, searching her face for any signs of understanding before continuing, "I just wish you'd trust me enough to let go and see where it leads."

"No," Ares said firmly, his grip on her breast gentling as he studied her expression. "It's not all about the chase for me. Once I have someone... Well, that doesn't change the fact that they mean something to me." He let out a long breath and leaned in closer, his lips brushing against hers softly before speaking again. "I want more with you, Aurora. I want us to be together. But if that means taking it slow and proving myself... Then I'm willing to do that."

He paused, searching her face once more for any hint of what she was thinking. Her eyes were so beautiful when they bore into his like this; he could get lost in their depths for hours. It was with a deep sigh that he finally admitted, "I realize I've been pretty aggressive up until now, but... Well, you did sort of challenge me." He couldn't help the crooked grin that tugged at his lips as he added, "And I suppose some part of me enjoyed showing you just how capable I am in these situations."

She seemed to relax a fraction under his touch, and Ares took it as a good sign. Maybe they could figure this out after all. "Look," he said slowly, "why don't we

As if his words alone weren't enough to convince her, Ares leaned in and pressed his lips softly against hers. He couldn't help but marvel at the feel of her against him; how perfectly she fit in his arms. The kiss was gentle yet possessive, filled with all the promise and hope that lay between them. As their tongues danced together, he could feel the last of her tension melting away like snow under a summer sun.

When he finally pulled back, Ares cupped her face in his hands, studying her features intently. "I want you to believe me," he said sincerely, his thumbs stroking along her cheekbones. "You mean more to me than anything else in this world." The words seemed to echo through the room, heavy with meaning.

Ares smiled softly and leaned in again, placing a gentle kiss at the corner of her mouth before moving to nip at her earlobe. "And I want us to be together," he murmured, his breath sending shivers down her spine. "But if that means taking things slow, showing you every day how much you mean to me... Then that's what I'll do." He paused, searching for the right words before finally adding with a smile, "As long as it takes."

"Anything," he murmured against her lips, his fingers sliding gently through her hair. "Name it." His voice was husky with desire, but there was tenderness there too, as if he would do anything to make her happy in that moment.

She hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Can you... can we take this back to your room?" Her heart raced at the thought of being alone with him in his private space. It would be their first time truly together, away from the prying eyes and expectations of others. She wanted nothing more than to explore every inch of him and have him do the same to her.

Ares considered her request for a moment before nodding slowly. "I think that can be arranged." He gave her another lingering kiss before helping her off the desk, then sliding his hands around her waist to guide her out of his office. Once they were in the privacy of his room, he pulled her close again, pressing their bodies together and burying his face in her hair. "So," he murmured against her ear, "what do you want to do first?"

Heat flooded through Ares' body as she made her request, and he couldn't help but moan at the thought of having her sweet breasts in his mouth once more. Lowering his head, he captured one hardened nipple between his lips and sucked gently, rolling it between his teeth and tonguing it until she arched into him. Her soft cries only fueled his desire further, spurring him on as he switched to the other breast and began teasing her there just as thoroughly.

As he pleasured her breasts, his hands wandered lower, sliding down her stomach until they reached the waistband of her skirt. With a rough growl, he tugged at it, lifting the material up and over her hips so that she stood before him in nothing but her lacy black underwear. Her body was flawless, and he couldn't resist the urge to explore every inch of her: running his hands up her smooth thighs, cupping her through the soft cotton of her panties, pressing a finger against her bare skin and teasing her slippery folds until she was begging for more.

With one swift movement, he pushed her panties to the side and slid his finger into her tight heat

As she moaned and writhed beneath him, Ares couldn't help but feel triumphant. He was bringing her to the brink of release with nothing more than his fingers and mouth, and it only made him want her even more. With one final thrust of his index finger deep inside her wet heat, he felt her body tense and shudder as she came apart beneath him. Her cries echoed through the room as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her, leaving her limp and spent against his chest.

With a satisfied growl, Ares pulled his fingers from her wetness and brought them up to his mouth, relishing the taste of her on his skin. "Mmm," he moaned as he licked his fingers clean, "I've never tasted anything sweeter." He took in the sight of her flushed features and trembling body before lowering his head to capture one of her breasts between his lips once more, sucking gently.

She felt so right in his arms, like she was where she belonged. It was a realization that both terrified and thrilled him in equal measure, but he couldn't bring himself to let her go just yet. So instead, he gave in to the moment and focused on pleasuring her; on making sure she knew without

With a low growl, Ares slid his hands up her body, cupping her breasts in his palms before rolling her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice rough with desire. He couldn't wait any longer to be inside of her; the anticipation was driving him insane.

She nodded, arching into his touch as she felt herself grow wetter already at the thought of him being inside her. Her hips moved restlessly against his hand, begging for more. "Yes," she whispered hoarsely. "Please."

He groaned at her words and pulled back just enough to look into her eyes, searching for any sign of hesitation or fear before dipping his head again and capturing one breast in his mouth, sucking hard. His other hand slid down between their bodies, pushing aside the lacy fabric of her underwear until he found the wet heat of her core.

His fingers slipped inside her easily, pressing against her entrance as she moaned into his mouth. "Ares," she whimpered, arching her back and trying to meet his touch, needy and aching for him.

With one final thrust, he pressed forward, burying himself deep inside her. She cried

The feel of her tight heat enveloping him was almost enough to send Ares over the edge, but he knew they weren't done yet. He needed to make sure she enjoyed this as much as he did; that she felt every emotion coursing through their joined bodies just as strongly as he did.

With a growl of possession, Ares began moving faster, thrusting deeper inside her with each stroke. Her body was made for him, her tight grip around his length a testament to the connection they shared in this moment. He could feel her climax building, the tension in her muscles growing tighter with every passing second, and he knew it wouldn't be long before she surrendered completely.

As he felt her body tremble on the brink, Ares slid a hand between their sweaty bodies and found her clit, rubbing circles around the sensitive nub until she cried out his name and convulsed around him. Her muscles spasmed, pulling him deeper into her wet heat as she was consumed by her orgasm.

He groaned her name at the exquisite sensation, his own release building to a fever pitch as he held her close and felt every drop of pleasure coursing through them both. His hips bucked violently, driving himself even deeper inside

His fingers dug into her hips, urging her closer as he felt his release roar through him in an explosion of pleasure. Her name tore from his lips as he buried himself to the hilt inside her, filling her with his seed and claiming her completely. The world spun and disappeared beneath a haze of pure ecstasy as their bodies moved together in perfect sync, each thrust sending ripples of pleasure coursing through them both.

She moaned and whimpered beneath him, arching into every stroke until she was left panting and spent against his chest. The warmth of her skin against his, the feel of her muscles clenching rhythmically around his cock... It all threatened to send him over the edge once more as he held on to the last threads of sanity.

He didn't know how much longer they could keep this up; every time they came together it felt like it was their first time, each climax stronger and more intense than the last. But for now, Ares was content to revel in the perfection of this moment: her body wrapped around him, his name on her lips, the knowledge that she belonged to only him. He pressed a kiss to her forehead before lifting his head to meet her eyes. "Was it what you expected

It had definitely been more than he'd expected, Ares thought as he brushed his thumb across her cheekbone and smiled down at her. He'd known they would have chemistry; that much had been obvious from the moment she'd first walked into his office. But this... This was something else entirely. The way she responded to him, the pleasure she took in being with him... It felt like a gift he hadn't dared hope for.

He leaned in closer, his lips grazing hers as he spoke. "I wasn't sure what would happen between us tonight," he admitted softly. "But I can honestly say that this is everything I could have ever wanted and more." He traced the line of her jaw with his thumb, marveling at how easily she let herself be swept up in their passion.

"I want to spend more time with you, Aurora," he murmured against her skin. "I want to get to know you better... I want this to be real between us." He held his breath, waiting for her reply, hoping that she felt the same way. But even if she didn't, at least tonight they could pretend. Pretend like this was everything they both needed and more.

Ares laughed and leaned in closer to nip at her lips playfully. "That's true, but it feels different now," he murmured, brushing his fingers through the curls of hair that spilled across her chest. "When we're together like this... It's intimate. I feel like I can be myself with you, Aurora." He pressed a lingering kiss to her forehead before adding, "And believe me, there are many more places in my office where we haven't explored yet."

He shifted his weight slightly so that he was kneeling between her spread legs, gazing down at her with a look of intense desire. "You make me want things I never thought possible," he whispered, tracing lazy circles around her puckered nipple. "I don't know if I can ever get enough of you." Lowering his head, he captured the erect peak in his mouth and suckled gently.

As she arched into the touch, moaning his name, Ares knew that this was only the beginning. There were countless possibilities stretching out before them, and he couldn't wait to discover every single one with her by his side.