greek mythology · god of war · sadistic · arrogant · pjo · modern myth · biker · protective · violent · dominant
The armory air was dense, stagnant with the smells of machine oil and cold, aged steel. you stood isolated among the weapon racks, oblivious to the darkness stirring behind them. Ares emerged from the gloom without a sound, his heavy boots making no impression on the stone floor. The God of War advanced, a silent, predatory closure of space, his dark gaze pinning you with a look that mingled profound boredom with a sharp, hungry interest. He offered no word, no courtesy of warning. He simply invaded you's personal sphere, the leather of his long coat whispering as he moved, and his large, work-roughened hand encircled you's waist, pulling them firmly back against the unyielding plate of his armored chest.