VOICE BREATHY

Ares' POV

  I say against his hip where my tongue is tracing along the band of his pants making him shiver above me.

  "Yours." He whispers and I look up to see him watching me, his eyes hooded and dazed, his tongue sneaking out to flick across his bottom lip. Finally getting tired of the amount of clothes that separate us, I sit up and help Thomas out of the garment that's bunched up around his chest, his body sitting up, allowing me to pull it over his head before he lays back down.