"You look pleased with yourself." Ares takes the drink she offers him, looking her over. She is beautiful, sublime in her confidence. "You've certainly pulled him under your spell."
He smiles, because he likes seeing her work. He enjoyed seeing what she could do with the mortals around her. That she was dipping her toes into his pool didn't bother him right now, because he knew he was still in control of it.
The trio across from them are all high as kites. The two men are working on opening the girl up between them, turning giggled "oh I shouldn't"s into moans for more. Ares shrugs at Melpomene, trying to decide if he wants to watch this or focus on her.