Aphrodite/Cynthia Carmichael (sex_bomb) wrote in olympian_rewind, @ 2008-08-03 13:26:00 |
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Entry tags: | aphrodite, ares, ian carmichael |
Who: Aphrie and Ares
What: Fight, but only for make up sex...
Where: Carmichael Ranch
When: Friday early evening, the 1st of August
Warnings: more then likely NC-17, @.@ not so...maybe rated R...
Aphrodite waited outside the door trying to remember every bad moment in her life to rev herself up to play extremely angry with Ares about something that really amused her greatly. When she was in the right frame of mind she opened the door, slammed it, and marched into the house her shoes clacking hard on the marble of the entry. She marched right into their bedroom and slammed that door too. She knew very well that with two doors slammed it wouldn't take long for Ares to be in the room, if he were anywhere in the house.
She waited pretending to comb her hair out, and concentrating on keeping the anger she had found inside her. She counted to herself, 1 ... 2 ... 3 ... And looked toward the door.
Ares was up in the room in a flash, he hated not to know why doors were being slammed but he hated not being the one slamming them even more. "Are you bloody insane, woman!" He growled at Aphrodite when he walked into the room. "These doors are not cheap you know." They really were not cheap but they were Ares-proof so why he felt the need to mention it would probably never become clear.
"Who angered you like this?" He asked, knowing that who ever was the guilty one would feel the wrath of the Goddess of Love and Ares would get a front row seat to watch the show.
Her eyes glared at him, burning even, and she tossed the brush at him nailing him in his broad chest. "YOU!! How dare you!! Artemis!!?? Really, were you looking for a challenge? She is a little virgin nothing!! You might as well make a deal with Hades before she would give anything to you, or anyone else for that matter!!!" It had been a few days since she talked to Artemis, but Ares didn't know that, and it had been a while since they had, had some fun. Both of them doing there own thing, her looking into opening a business again, and Ares the dealings of owning a popular breeding ranch. They had both just at odd hours of the early morning fallen into bed and done nothing but really hold each other. So she was being a bit devious, but well she had to sometimes, and why not with Ares?
She continued to glare at him. "I was gone for only two months, I know you wander just like me, but Artemis? The least you could do is replace me with someone better then that!"
Ares silently stared at Aphrodite as she was going on about Artemis. He had almost forgotten about hitting on his sister, a lot had happened after that. "That was so long ago." He said trying to keep his temper in check, this was his consort, the closest thing to a wife he would ever have and ever want. Sure, their relationship was odd and had been interrupted several times by long times apart, the thing what suited Ares the best about this was the way they belonged together but also how they gave each other their freedom. "You hadn't even moved to Miami and in here when that happened."
He started move toward her crushing the poor brush Ahprodite had tossed at him as he walked over to her. With a glare matching her's on his facce he snapped, "Did you get whacked upside the head or something?" Was his not very friendly explination for her odd reaction to a simple little bit of flirting, he could not be blamed for hitting on a hot looking woman, could he?
She almost wanted to laugh, but she kept her face firm. Oh Ares was going to hate her for this after, but really only briefly, as what they should get out of it would be pleasurable enough. She stood too walking to him with the same angry determined stride that he had. She stood toe to toe with him, even with their height different they were both fiery when they wanted to be. "You know how I feel about VIRGINS. You know that there are some I don't want to know about! So, to find out from Artemis that you hit on her... Well..." She turned away from him. "How could you, I just can't understand. Artemis... Sure she is just as pretty as the rest of us, but her beauty could never rival mine, and the fact that she is the huntress ice queen." She turned back around and hit him on the chest trying to inspire him to grab her, or something. She knew, or hoped that something would click in him that she was just raving. That he could end it with one thing.
OOO she wouldn't make it easy on him. She would squirm, hit at him, and such, but that would just incite him more. The anger would turn into hot passion for both of them and well where they ended up next she could only hope that her plan would take them. She smiled inside herself, oh yes, she was devious, but Ares loved her devious side and all.
Ares was just about to tell her that she was overreacting and that he had not known it was Artemis when he hit on her, but then Aphrodite hit him on the chest. It didn't hurt him at all of course but nobody hits the God of War not even the Goddess of Love. He grabbed her hand, "Are you going insane?" No longer trying to keep his temper in check, "You also know how I feel about virgins?" He countered, it might not have been the nicest thing to say but he really wasn't nice. He loved virgins, especially when he was in the progress of fixing that problem. He had taken a lot of virgins over the centuries, female and male, and none of them had ever felt the need to complain. A smug smirk came to his handsome face thinking about how much fun virgins really were.
"You are acting like a jealous virgin yourself." That was really a low blow but she started it.
Okay well no one called her a virgin, now she was really getting mad. "VIRGIN!!! You call me a VIRGIN! Jealous maybe, and not very often, but a VIRGIN!!" She huffed and puffed, unable to get away from him as he clutched her wrist. Her other hand came forward to hit him, or try to anyway in the face. She was really heated now as well the only way to really piss Aphrodite off was to call her some uptight virgin.
"You better take that back Ian Carmichael!!" she yelled at him.
["My name is Ares."] He said as he grabbed Aphrodite's other hand too, he made sure he had both her hands in his one so he had one hand left to grab her chin to make sure she would not look away from him until he was done with her. "I'll talk this stupid mortal language, I will listen to that mortal name when we are in public but in MY bedroom I am [Ares, God of War."] He looked down at her, the fire in his eyes as old as war itself. "When you act like a jealous virgin I can call you a jealous virgin." He then released he chin but not her hands.
Aphrodite squirmed as she dangled from her hands in his one strong war. ["If you dare to call me Virgin, then I have every right to dare to call you Ian in our bedroom."] Her eyes no less looking really angry, and ready to spit fire at him. The pretend anger she had started out having turning into a real rage. She squirmed, and kicked at his legs. ["Let me go, you big oaf!!'] she yelled out, now she was not helping the situation any, as that would more then likely be an even bigger insult to the great God of War.
This was starting to get out of her control, but then again she always seemed to get in over her head when it came to Ares. Even her best laid plans, seeming to go sometimes not as she planned. "LET ME GO, LET ME GO!!!" She yelled becoming a wild cat even trying to bite at him. She was actually going slightly into a fear, as well she did end up getting away but the things that almost occurred were not good anyway, and were reminding her of being kidnapped again.
She never let Ares know how badly it affected her. Blowing it off, and making it less then it was to everyone, but for the most part she just blocked out most of it. Not wanting to think on it. Her eyes were mixed with terrible anger, and a bit of terror.
The terror in Aphrodite's eyes made Ares let go, but he was not going to let go of the argument they were having. He crossed his arms over his chest and glared at his consort. ["If you are going to keep acting like this..."] He growled as he started to move toward the door. ["I am sure I will be able to find a virgin who is not jealous and will love for me to take her virginity from her."] He really didn't understand how the female mind worked and at the moment he really didn't care to find out.
She sighed. ["NO!! Wait... I ... I am not really upset. Well.. I am now as you called me a damn virgin!!! But I found the whole Artemis thing kinda amusing. I ... I well.. I just wanted mean, nasty sex. I was hoping you would pin me to the bed and kiss me hard. Then we would have wicked make up sex, but it seems your unpredictability has back fired on me. I am sorry."] She said. Her eyes turning soft, and only showing love. ["I hate when you take virgins. Its the only thing that makes me jealous and makes me feel less, as I will never be a virgin again to you , or thrill you like a virgin can."] She went to the bed kicked off her shoes and laid on it on her side looking at him.
She was showing a vulnerable side that she rarely showed, but was shown more in the presence of Ares then anyone else. Maybe the fact that she gave up the rouse so fast instead of pushing it like she might have in the past, was showing the changes in her she was trying to make to not be too manipulative in love, or sex. She looked at Ares, then away.
["If you want rough sex you could just have said so."] Ares really was always in the mood for rough sex, or any kind of sex for that matter. If he was anybody but Ares he might have felt guilty about throwing the whole virgin-thing into Aphrodite's face, he knew she didn't like to hear about his fondness for virgins. ["Not even a virgin can thrill me like you do."] His anger was gone as quickly as it had flared up, when it came to his consort he was a bit of a softy, he would basically go to hell and back for her, something he would deny when asked about it of course.
He moved to the bed with an evil glint in his eyes, ["How rough do you want it?"] She could get it any way she wanted, from simply rough to blood-play, from spanking to bondage, he liked it all.
Her eyes mirrored his glint. ["I just wanted to be thrown on the bed, and taken in anger, whatever your anger could come up with."] She looked at him her hand moving to his hair and brushing it back. ["However, as always I can never predict how you are going to react. But that is the fun part of you, the part that always has me wondering and excited. That is the part of you that makes me come back to you the excitement of never knowing how you will react."] Her lips moved up to kiss his neck, and then bit at it not to hard but hard enough for him to feel it. ["What would you do to punish me for my bad behaviour of trying to trick you?"] she finally said.
["Punish..."] Ares liked the sound of that, he thought for a moment. ["Making you wait for your release would be a great punishment."] He thought it would be fun to see Aphrodite beg for what she wanted, not really rough but still it would be suitable punishment. He moved off and returned with four strips of soft cloth. ["Why don't I start with tying you up so you can't touch."] He licked his lips as he moved onto the bed again. ["I love the way you beg."] This would be a good ending to a very strange fight.
Summary: Aphrie starts a fight for rough sex, and make up sex, but it turns out to be very different....