Jack threw him down on the couch, one hand on his chest, the other already between his legs. Take off your pants, he said. Ares did so slowly, staring at him. When Jack entered - gently but surely - Ares arched his back and let out a moan that lasted like an eternal sigh. Do you like it like this, Jack whispered in his ear. Ares gritted his teeth and nodded: yes. And when he started to move, faster, deeper, deeper... he repeated it: yes, yes, yes. As if he was loving every second of it.
