Angel popped one eye open, and then another.
She saw Ares staring at her with a smile on his face, and swiftly covered her face with her hands.
He chuckled, but waited patiently for her to get over her shyness.
His reward finally came, when her hands parted, and she looked at him again.
"I don't know how you do it," she said.
"The orgasms? I told you already. I'm a master at that. Besides, you have really sensitive breasts."
She giggled, and covered her face again. "How are you so carefree?" She asked, but her palm covering her mouth muffled her voice.
Ares rolled to the side, and laid flat on his back.
"Because you're not. I want to loosen you up," he said.
"Oh you've loosened a few things," she said before she could catch herself.
Ares laughed genuinely. "You see? You say sleek things like that all the time. That's how I know you're going to be an even bigger problem for me soon."