Ares tilted his head to look at sad, pathetic Hades hiding from all the people. "Shall we just give him some space?" he suggested, taking Makaria by the elbow and leading her away from her protective dad, so they had a statue and some people blocking the direct view. He placed her by the wall and leaned against it next to her. "Another drink is probably a good idea, though," he said, reaching out to take two glasses from a passing server and press one of them into Makaria's sweet little hands. How those hands would look wrapped around his cock...
"Cheers," he said, toasting Makaria's glass with a little wink, and taking a large gulp.