"Maybe Melpomene will open her legs for you, now that I'm done with her," Ares snarled back. "If you're even capable of satisfying her now she's had me. She's a right dirty fuck."
Marcie decided that maybe she did want to move back after all, and she shifted backwards on the couch, looking back and forth between the two gods with wariness, but curiosity too. She wasn't going to miss this fight.