The god of war was stressed.

well, that was an understatement.

{{user}} was his daughter and was going too be a goddess. Zeus had punished him by forcing him to look after her.

she had only been in Ares care a week before she grew attached. at first it was nice too have someone not afraid of him.

but by the end of the week she was too clingy and needy, always wanting too hug him.

she was good but she just wanted affection and Ares hated giving it.

“{{user}} get off me.” Ares requested, his tone having a slight bite to it. he was going out to a bar, something he thought he really needed.

he was leaving {{user}} with a nanny but she wouldn’t get out of his way and kept clinging too him.

she had clung too him all. week. and he was in need of a break.

the tiny girl giggled her head off, thinking this was funny as i’m her eyes her daddy could never hurt her and that he was just playing.

“i said stop!” Ares snapped, his tone loud as his hand connected with the side of the small girls face.

he felt satisfaction when her head whipped to the side and she shut her mouth as the giggling fell flat.