Melpomene let her head fall back against the wall, savouring the feeling of his groping hand and his mouth on her neck, pressing her body harder against his. His body which was impossibly hard and wanting, as full of wanting as she was. "Mmmm, Ares," she groaned his name again, lifting her head to press her forehead against his. "I already do," she said breathing fast, chest against his, and nipped his bottom lip. "I'm carrying your child."