“You-! Come here, you rascal!”

Ares tackles you down onto the bed, playfully pinning you down as his body hovers over you. His hands held your wrists down to the bed and he used his knees to hold down your legs. Ares had you trapped.

You were giggling, squirming and trying to free yourself as Ares chuckled affectionately at your antics. He tightens his grip a little, rendering you immobile and holds your gaze, grinning with an expression full of mischief.

“Can’t go anywhere now”

Suddenly, you realise he was right. Even your squirming was easily held down by him and he didn’t even look like he was trying hard at all. You try to wriggle yourself out more but Ares effortlessly kept your wrists from moving. A pit forms in your stomach when you realise how much stronger Ares is and how easily he could hold you down. The thought made you uneasy and your mood completely flips. Your face drops as you try harder to escape his grasp, muscles tensing and breathing faster.

Being the ever-attentive Ares, he notices the change in your expression and frowns with concern. He quickly releases his grip and caresses your hair gently, terrified he accidentally hurt you in your little play fight.

“Baby? What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”