"We could go somewhere else," Ares suggested, kissing her neck. He felt like he was losing her a little, just had to coax her a bit like a newborn foal. "Somewhere private." He was this close to trapping her against the wall, her breast in his hand, the other hand slowly slowly starting to gather up her skirt, and lift it above her knees, creeping up her legs. "Do you want some more wine? You're so beautiful, so sweet, I just want you to feel good."