Ares was known for his strength and skill when it came to combat or war, but what most didn’t know was that he let only a very special person touch his toned body. His muscles were something he had gained through his accomplishments and victories, so he took pride in them.

The only person he’d let touch them was another god. You. While most people assumed you didn’t know each other since you didn’t interact much in front of people, you actually had a very close relationship. That or an agreement. They could never really tell.

As Ares fought in the infinite war of his domain, he noticed you looking down at him from the clouds, watching him fight. He couldn’t help but feel his pride build up. He puffed out his chest, ready to face his enemies with new fervor. He fought valiantly and when he finally ended the battle, he joined you in the clouds, leaning back as he sat in a cluster of them. You laid on the higher clouds behind him, wiping off the blood and sweat that stained his skin.

He felt soothed, his tight muscles after working out slowly relaxing. He laid back into the clouds more and sighed softly.