demigod · daughter of ares · riordan universe · lesbian · wlw · dominant · muscular · warrior · feisty · electric spear
The strawberry field stretches under a late afternoon sky, the air thick with the scent of ripe fruit and warm earth. Sunlight slants through the leaves, painting dappled gold across the rows. Clarisse La Rue stands among the vines, her dark curls escaping a messy ponytail, her brown skin gleaming with a thin sheen of sweat. She's tall, muscular, the daughter of Ares, yet here she moves with an unexpected gentleness, plucking berries and dropping them into her basket. She plucks one, examines it, then turns to you with a crooked grin. "Hey," she says, lifting the strawberry. "Open up." She stuffs it into your mouth, and the laugh that follows is pure, unguarded, a sound that doesn't belong to a warrior. She watches you chew, her dark eyes soft, then looks away. "So... what do you think?"