I come back to the office from lunch and see that Ares isn’t sitting in front of the screens like he normally is when I come back. I did ask him a couple of times if he wanted to join me but he declined and kept right on working. I take the sandwich to the kitchen and just as I’m about to step into the kitchen area I notice that the door down the hall across from the bathroom is open. I put his sandwich in the fridge and walk down the hall towards the open door. I can feel my cheeks getting warm as I can all too clearly remember the first time I went into that bathroom months ago. I peak inside and see a pair of long legs on a bed. So he does sleep. I take hold of the handle to close the door fully when I hear a soft moan. It didn’t sound like one of pleasure, thank goodness, but now I’m concerned. I open the door enough to slip inside. There’s enough light coming in the room to see him lying on his side facing the door. He looks as if somethin’s troubling him in his sleep. He stills looks good, too. I give my head a quick shake. Ares moans again and shifts on the bed to his back and it’s easier to see that a light sheen of sweat on his face. I go across the hall and get a hand towel and wet some of it. I come back and gingerly sit on the bed next to him. His lips are parted slightly and I bite my bottom lip before taking the damp part of the towel and touching it to his forehead. His expression softens a little and I use the dry side to pat him dry. He opens his eyes halfway after I take the towel away then fully when he looks in my direction. He sits up slowly. Man, even sick he looks good.

“What’s wrong?” he asks.

“Nothing. Are…you ok?” I ask, “’Cause you don’t look so hot,” I put my hand to his forehead.

“I’m fine,” he replies and moves my hand away.

“It feels like you’ve got a slight fever Ares.”

“I’ll be fine Daniels.”

“Just the same I think you should rest some more. I’ll bring you some tea or something.”

“I’ll be fine after I have some coffee,” he says then moves to get out of bed. I put my hands on his shoulders.

“Ares you’re probably coming down with something. Why don’t you just lay back down and I’ll get you something warm to eat and drink.”

“Daniels I still have work to do. I can’t afford to lie down every time I feel the slightest bit sick.”

“But if you don’t you’ll make yourself really sick and you’ll have to stay in bed ‘cause you’ll have no energy to do anything.”

“Daniels I’ll be fine, move.”

“No.”

Ares looks at me sharply, “Move.”

“Ares you don’t look so hot. Remember I’m supposed to make sure you can function at your best and right now you’re not.”

“You don’t know me well enough to know when I'm not at my best,” he says bringing his hands over mine to move them.

“Well it’s not like you talk about yourself enough so I can know you,” I retort still holding on to him, “From all that I’ve seen of you and from what I’m seeing right now, it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to know that you’re not feeling well so lay down before I sit on you.”

“You don’t weigh enough to keep me in this bed,” he says taking my hands from his shoulders. I then quickly wrap my arms around him and throw my weight against him pushing him back against the mattress. We struggle for a bit and I manage to work my way on top of him and pin his shoulders to the bed, “Get off of me Daniels.”

“Not until you promise to get some more sleep.”

“I don’t need any more sleep Daniels now get off.”

“Yes you do Ares and if I have to stay like then until you fall asleep I will.”

“Daniels…”

I lean closer to his face, “I’m not budging Ares.”

“Get…off…”

“What is the big harm in sleeping a few more hours?”

Ares glares at me. That’s when I realize that I’m only like seven inches from his face. His jade eyes are even more beautiful this close up. Just like when he kissed me. He then rears his head back and headbuts me. My grip on his shoulders slips and he sits up. It’s then while I’m holding my forehead that I remember what Giovanni told me about him being ticklish. His hands come to my waist and I reach beneath his arms and brush his ribcage. Oh my, he’s got some definition, but it’s effective as Ares jerks and grabs my hand with both of his. Bingo! I use my right hand and do the same to his other side and get the same result. He grabs at my hand but not before a burst of laughter comes from between his lips. I inch my hands closer again and manage to get him one more time then he catches me in the chin with his forehead. I cover my chin with my hands, this guy’s got a hard head. Ares takes that opportunity to turn the tables and puts me on my back. His face is an inch from mine, his breath heavy from the exertion and being sick.

“Giovanni told you…didn’t he,” he says breathing hard. He has no idea how much I want to kiss him right now. Oh hey, that’s a plan! I close the gap and give him a nice wet one right on the lips. It shocks his just enough and I’m able to flip us over taking control again…and sending both of us crashing to the floor since apparently we were right at the edge of the bed. Ares wears a pained expression as his head thumps off the floor.

“Oh shit Ares I’m so sorry!” I say taking his head between my hands. His hair is soft and feels like silk on my fingers as I lace my them behind his head.

“Ow,” he says softly.

“I’m sorry boss I didn’t mean to do that on purpose! I was just trying to catch you off guard and didn’t think about the edge-,”

“Ares.”

“…Huh?”

“I told you…to just call me Ares. Not boss,” he says.

“Oh, right. Sorry Ares,” I say bringing my forehead against his. I close my eyes as we catch our breath. I feel his arms come around my waist and his lips come to mine again. Just like our last kiss in front of Giovanni seven months ago, soft and tender. I turn my head to deepen the kiss, my tongue gaining entry. It soon becomes a battle as Ares goes for dominance. I lose the tonguing war when his hands slide down and squeeze my ass. I moan and he makes his move to plunder my mouth. Why the hell did I wait this long?

A clearing of a throat causes us to cease action. We both look at the doorway. There stood Daevin, a comfortable smirk on his face.

“It seems I’m interrupting a private meeting,” he says, the takes hold of the door knob, “I’ll just leave you to it then,” he pulls the door close, then opens suddenly, “Oh and don’t worry, things are going smoothly out here. And Daniels?”

“Y-Yes sir?”

“Make sure Chambers gets some rest. The past few days he’s looked like he could keel over at any minute,” then reaches behind the door to lock it before closing it again.

“Oh hell,” I say. I feel Ares give my ass another squeeze.

“What’s wrong?”

“You boss just walked in on us kissing.”

“What’s wrong with us kissing?”

“That’s the last…wha?”

“I asked what was wrong with us kissing.”

“What? Oh, nothing. I just wasn’t excepting to see him,” I say, my face heating up.

“So, Giovanni told you about me being ticklish,” I smile and nod, “And you used that.”

I shrug, “Well, you wouldn’t stay down. When I walked in you were all stressed and sweating in your sleep and you are warm. You need to rest some more. You’ve got plenty of people here to take care of things Ares. It’s not gonna hurt you if you get some rest. If you don’t you could make things worse.”

“So why’d you kiss me?”

“Oh that was to get back on top. I am sorry about your head though. I really didn’t think about where we were on the bed.”

“I do know that the bed feels a lot better than this floor.”

“Oh, yeah,” I say moving to get up. Ares holds me to him, “Uh, we can do this on the bed too ya know.”

“True,” he says bringing a hand up to my cheek, “I want another kiss first.”

“Sure,” I lean down and kiss him again. After a few moments of swapping spit I break our kiss, “Come on, let’s get off this floor,” I say sitting up. I stand up and bring Ares up. His arms come around me and soon his lips are on mine. I’m so not complaining, he’s a damn good kisser!

It’s too soon that we part for air, “I want you out of these clothes,” Ares says tugging my shirt from my pants. My hands come over his.

“What about?”

“There are no cameras in here Sky,” he says, my eyes wide. Did he…just… “What’s wrong now Sky?”

“…That’s twice.”

“Hm?”

“That you’ve said my name,” I say.

His hands go to work on my shirt, “I’ve wanted to call you by your name for some time,” he says quietly.

“Then why haven’t you?” I say unbuckling his belt.

“There was never a chance you would come in here. I’ve never slept when you were here and you didn’t know this was another bedroom until now. You’ve always slept on the other end of the hall.”

“Do you always sleep in this room?”

“It’s my bedroom Sky, of course I do.”

I stop messing with his belt and look around. This room definitely looks lived in more than the other one I’ve slept in, “Wait a minute, you live here?”

“It’s easier to be here when things happen instead of having to drive in.”

“No wonder you’re always here before I am,” I say, he laughs. Ares pulls my shirt from my shoulders and then unbuckles my belt. Soon my pants are on the floor. I sit down on the bed and take my shoes and socks off. Ares’s hand comes to my head, his fingertips playing in my bangs.

“I know you’re not keeping these on,” I say tugging at his pants.

“You’re not naked yet,” he says before tilting my head back capturing my lips again. I break the kiss long enough to take off my beater and then find myself on my back and his tongue in my mouth again. I tug at his pants again, “You really want my pants off don’t you.”

“If I’m gonna be naked, so are you.”

Ares gives me a quick peck and then stands up and pulls the belt open. He unbuttons his pants and then stops. What the fuck? Keep going! I wanna see what you’re made of! I look up at him pouting and he smirks at me. He gets to work taking off his upper layers in a nice leisurely manner. I continue pouting until I get a look at what’s underneath his clothes. Oooo baby are we talkin’ about one chiseled hottie! Totally worthy of being named after a god. I sit up and look over his body, my eyes finally coming back to his. He’s still got that smirk on his face. Damn it man you’re taking too long! I wanna see the rest of you! I place my hands on the front of his pants and his cover mine.

“Please,” I say breathless as I look into those jade eyes. I move to pull down the zipper and he doesn’t stop me, his eyes taking on the look of lust. The zipper stops and I look directly in front of me to see one large, gorgeous, mammoth of a cock, “Oh…my…god of war,” I breathe out.

I feel his hand in my hair again, “You said that the last time.”

I actually manage to tear my gaze away from him piece, “Huh?”

“The night I took you to Fire,” he replies, “When you wanted to return the favor.”

My brain frantically searches for bits and pieces of that night, shit, I’m coming up with nothing! I remember taking him back to my bedroom ‘cause I wanted some….shit why can’t I remember this? Damn that cursed firewater! How the hell could I forget a…sweet mother of heaven and caramel…a cock like this?

“I…didn’t, I mean I wasn’t…bad…was I?”

Ares leans down and kisses me again, “How about I show you,” he says. Then I’m flat on my back again and Ares is covering my body in kisses and nibbles. Damn, if he’s like this when he’s a little bit under the weather, I wonder what he’s like if he’s all out sick.

Ares….oh sweet hell does he have a mouth on him! I never knew I could be this turned on by this man’s touch. Man I love this guy’s mouth. Ares makes his way down to my boxers, his hands ghost over the material covering my thighs, “You need to lose these,” he says then his hands come back to the waistband, “Lift up Sky,” yeah, like I’m not gonna listen to that order.

As soon as the boxers were mid thigh, Ares was back to touching me with those lips that only a god could possess. I slip my feet out of my boxers just as Ares moves between my legs in a kneeling position on the floor. I lift up on my elbows and watch as this jade eyed cut of deliciousness runs his hands over my thighs. Damn it I wish I could remember what happened after we came back from Fire! Ares leans down and places kisses along my right thigh, my piece twitching with the need to be in his mouth. I moan as he inches his way closer to the goal.

“Ares….stop torturing me…” I moan. Ares kisses my hipbone then looks at me, his eyes gorgeous and mischievous. His left hand moves over my piece and it jumps at the contact. I push my hips up to get more but he pulls his hand away, “Come on Ares, I’m pretty sure I didn’t tease you like this…did I?”

Ares looks at me again and smiles, Sweet Georgia Brown! “No, you didn’t,” he replies then wraps his fingers around my shaft. I let out a sigh as I feel the warmth of his hand on me, “You were quite direct with your intentions. I’d like to explore you a little.”

“You can do that later,” I whine, “Play with meeee.”

“I am playing with you Sky,” he replies as he strokes me gently. I moan and try to buck into his hand.

“I want more…” I let out. Ares strokes me a little faster and my eyes fall close. My eyes fly open and I gasp as I feel his breath over the tip of my piece. Oh yes! That’s what I want! I wonder if he did this to me that night as well… Ares sticks his tongue out and takes the bead from my tip, his eyes on mine the entire time. Hot damn is that every sexy. I moan loudly then Ares makes me take it up a notch by closing his mouth over my head….have mercy! Ares places his hands at my hips to keep me still while his tongue does all these wicked lovely things to my piece. I lie back and cover his hands with mine. He takes more of my piece in his mouth….I’m in fuckin’ heaven. I feel every square millimeter of his hands as they press into my skin and….oh sweet hell does he look a sight going down on me. I push my head back into the mattress and feel his mouth draw out each and moan and pant. Damn he’s good! I can feel my stomach starting to tighten as my head tosses this way and that. Where did this man learn how to do….this….mmmmm… Ares increases his suction, now I’m callin’ out his name as loud as I can. I really don’t care who hears me, “ARES!!!” I shout in one last go before I lose it to probably the best orgasm I’ve ever had.

Ares only gives me a little time to recover before he’s bringing me to life again and my piece loved every minute of it. I manage to convince him to get on the bed with the only stipulation that I had to take my hair out of my braid. Hell yeah! I want his hands playing in my hair. As soon as it was undone his hands were in and his tongue in my mouth. Sweet chocolate covered strawberries he is a gorgeous body to be pressed against! And his piece, oh my oh my oh my! My hand settles at his waist as we’re on our sides facing each other. I have to feel this man. My hand wanders to that….sweet mother of all things chocolate and creamy does this man have an ass! I give him a good squeeze and get the most decadent moan I’ve ever heard from another man. I let my hand wander some more with instructions from my brain to head for that most glorious part of his anatomy. I wrap my hand around his head, a gasp coming from his lips. By instinct I press my hips closer to him and we both moan. Soon we’re grinding against each other as nice and yummy. Man I love having him next to me. So does my piece. Man, I can’t believe I’m almost ready….to….mmmm….

 

 

 “Welcome back Sky,” he says softly. Man he’s got a great bedroom voice.

“That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had,” I say smiling goofy at him.

“You said that before as well,” Ares says then leans over and gives me a light kiss. Damn if he’s not the best kisser I’ve…kissed. Wait…

“I said that that night, too?” I ask. Ares nods, “Damn, this sucks, I don’t remember anything.”

“What about the next morning? Do you remember any of that?”

“I remember eating breakfast,” I say, “I think I was naked,” Ares smiles, oh hell, “You were there for breakfast?”

“I made you breakfast,” he replies, “I was a bit surprised when you walked into the kitchen naked, but you didn’t seemed bothered by it so I didn’t say anything.”

I can feel my face gain heat, “Oh great,” I mumble and try to cover my face with my hands but Ares takes my hands and kisses each one, “Did you enjoy eating breakfast with your naked assistant?”

“Yes,” he answers, “Then you spewed your coffee all over the island.”

I cock a brow at him, “What’d I do that for?”

“I told you about you giving me oral.”

“Wait, we talked about this?” Ares nods again, “Shit, what did I do after breakfast?”

“You were getting sleepy halfway through your second cup of coffee so I carried you back to your room.”

I pout a little, “You didn’t stay?”

“I left about an hour later.”

“Oh, ok,” I say.

“I would have stayed longer but Daevin called.”

“Big meanie.”

Ares smiles again, “Just think of this as Daevin making it up to us.”

“Well he did tell me to make sure you get some rest,” I say reaching out and stroking his cheek, “I think I can make good use of this sick day.”