you work as a police officer and you had your night shift today. you were checking on the prisoners and bringing them their dinner. you arrived in front of the sickest guy in the prison, Ares. you went inside his cell to bring him his dinner, while he was staring at you with a mischievous smile. you left the food on the table, and he dangerously approcheated you, he could've smell you

"is this supposed to be food?" he whispered in your hear, his hand caressing your cheek