Melpomene didn't think she could move yet. She tested herself, trying to press an elbow into the sweaty sheets and push herself up, but no, if her elbow failed then her legs wouldn't stand a chance. She fell back, her body jelly, little shudders of pleasure still jolting through her. When she turned to look over at Ares she shuddered again at the huge sight of him, raising a hand to trail it down across his chest and over his nipple. "Fuck me like that anytime, you sexy piece of meat," she said. Not her most poetic, but even the fact she could string a few words together right now was admirable.