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Ribbon Girl sighed as she prepared for the match ahead, the young chanteuse now ARMS league fighter enjoying the sense of extra celebrity that it offered her in the passing few months that she'd been a champion in the local division. It hadn't always been this way however, but the more she decided to dwell on the past, the more it offered her an opportunity to move forward.

It had only been over a few years ago that she'd woken up with her organic limbs missing. She'd gone to bed one night, had a surreal yet all too vivid dream, and awoke with her upper limbs made of pink, sublimely beautiful ribbons...

She wasn't even called by her old name anymore, and as soon as it was revealed that the change was in fact a ''gift'' of sorts, then came the lauding. Ribbon, once just a child star and up and comer, was now a celebrity in her country and world wide. Her parents cashed in on things quickly, but with each bit of fame came a silent desperation to do something with her new anomaly. The ARMS league provided that as well as the opportunity to meet someone who, though she'd originally written them off as a pea brained muscle jock, had become the center of her affection... Spring Man.

Now she was headed to Spring Gym, the titular and all too famous locale within his own country, to train up. She would be facing him soon, sure she would be, but she wanted to be on top of her game. The two had a notable level of camaraderie, a lovely sorts even though he too bore similar arms. She feared and respected him in a way as well, always looking forward to the next time that they'd meet.

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It was another day at the Spring Gym, the home base of local hero and recent addition to the ARMS Championship Circuit, Spring Man, and that meant another day of intense workout and training. Even before the mysterious incident had occurred that had left him with arms made of powerful and stretchy springs rather than flesh and blood, Spring Man had aspirations of making it big in the athletic world, and those aspirations had only grown larger in the time since his transformation, and the formation of the ARMS Fighting League. It was as if it had been some sort of sign; a sign that that his destiny lied in the heart of battle!

So now practically every waking moment was spent in preparation for his next match, to insure that he gave as good as got, if not more so, and achieved victory. He had to be strong! He had to be quick! He had to be ready! Especially today, because it really wasn't just any other day at the Spring Gym, it was the day that Ribbon Girl arrived, and he found himself more than a little excited at her arrival.

Ever since he'd joined the League and they'd met one another, the two of them had enjoyed a camaraderie of sorts alongside their rivalry in the arena, almost as if they could be good friends, if not more. Maybe it was because they shared a mutual respect for one another based on their fighting ability... and the fact that Spring Man had been secretly a fan of her work as a Pop Star for years certainly didn't hurt. Either way, he was looking forward to meeting her once again, and that excitement showed in the intensity of his workout today, as he put forth just that much more effort into his actions.

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Ribbon entered the gym, looking about before she'd spotted Spring Man in her azure blue sights, her cheeks flushing a bit before she sauntered over quickly to him. A few people that were present in the gym made way for her, seeming to know just what all the previous bustle had been about. A few of them whispered among themselves at the latter's arrival, wondering why there was no paparazzi in sight. Then again, many were looking at the get up Ribbon wore... it was quite revealing in lots of ways, a few guys pausing in their work outs to take a look see.

Ribbon didn't think about it or notice however, her mind dead set on speaking with Spring Man again... maybe she wore such a thing for him in hindsight? Who'd know but her. Tight fitting blue gym shorts rode up her muscled legs, hiking high against her crotch and shapely little ass as she walked up to Spring Man himself, smiling brightly.

"Long time no see, Spring-!" she said, Ribbon's voice even sing-songy even when the pop idol wasn't belting out tunes. Her work out top seemed to barely cut under her breasts as well, showing off her muscled belly. In honestly, she was there to work out, but her outfit made for the lewdest of presentations regardless.

"How've you been? Gosh, you've gotten a lot more built---!" she said, raking her fingers along his chest a bit, feeling the dampness of his sweat from his prior work out. "Sorry if I'm late, traffic is a mess and I had a recital just a few hours ago---!"

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So caught up in his workout, Spring Man was actually one of the last in the gym to notice Ribbon Girl's arrival, but once he did he was all eyes for his fellow ARMS Leaguer, and practically dropped his weights on the floor in his haste to turn in her direction as she approached. His coiled blue eyes widened at the sight of her very revealing attire, the alluringness of which nearly sent steam from his ears as his irises wandered up and down her sexily toned physique, nearly leaving him too stunned to reply to her greeting as he ogled her.

"Hey, Ribbon! You're looking... good..." he finally managed to say as she approached, having to resist the urge to openly stare at the breasts barely contained by her top, or her slim and slender curves... or her muscled legs. It was as if her whole body was being put on display for him!

An involuntary shiver moved through him as she dragged her fingers down his sweaty chest, and another urge to do the same to her had to be swiftly stamped down before he did something foolish. "Thanks. I've been training non-stop for my next set of matches. I'm gonna be ready for whatever competition comes my way!" he said with a grin, flexing an arm to show that her words weren't just empty compliments. "You look like you've been working out, yourself!"

"That's alright. You're here now, and there's still plenty of time to work up a sweat today!" Spring replied as Ribbon apologized, briefly wondering how she made time for her career as a songstress and an ARMS fighter. "So, are you ready? How do you usually work out?"

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Ribbon's expression brightened up, her cheeks flushing a bit as Spring Man of people had complimented her, feeling suddenly giddy deep within her core from his words... then again she'd caught onto what seemed like utter bemusement from him mixed with something else. Ribbon felt a bit exposed, although not embarrassingly so, finding some solace and even pleasure oddly enough in his adoring stare; aside from their shared spiraled eyes, there was something hypnotic about his gaze over her body.

"A-ah... thanks!" She could only muster a thank you, looking over her shoulder, a few guys eyeing her shapely ass before they'd diverted their gaze to a round of weights and equipment near by. Couldn't let a pop idol catch you looking them up and down like that...

The flex of his arm made Ribbon's cheeks flush even deeper, instinctively and perhaps in a more primal way licking the back of her pearly teeth before she stretched her back. "W-wow... you uh---really have huh?"

There was sheer power behind that muscle, that she new, and she wanted suddenly to feel more of it, to see it in action... flexing in a variety of ways~

"As far as work outs? I was wondering if you could recommend something for me. Heh, not that I'd gain an edge over you through it though," she said with a coquettish grin, "Core training, weight training, it doesn't matter to me. I'm game for anything!"

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The way that Ribbon Girl admired his muscles was a boost to Spring Man's ego, that much was for sure. He didn't really picture himself as the exhibitionist type, but there wasn't a man alive who didn't appreciate a little admiration now and then, so he kept his arm flexed just a little longer for her sake before eventually relaxing and lowering it. The way that she suddenly stretched her back was enough to earn his admiration as well, and for just an instant he prayed that the action would pull her top just a little bit higher to expose her breasts further, before reining in his enthusiasm and averting his coiled eyes lest he be caught staring.

"Sure, we'll figure something out." Spring replied as Ribbon asked for him to recommend a workout regiment for her. Looking her up and down once more---trying not to leer at her sexy curves or toned physique too much---he reached out and ran a hand slowly over her exposed abdominals. "You've got a pretty strong core. Did anyone ever tell you that?" he asked rhetorically... or maybe not so rhetorically.

"Why don't we start with some stretches? You only just got here, so you need to warm up before we get to any heavy lifting." he said as he stepped back to give her some room. It was an innocent request... but Spring Man would be lying if he said that watching her limber up in such a revealing outfit wouldn't be at least a little exciting. Perhaps that was why he asked to start with that? Or maybe not. Only he would ever really know.

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"O-okay!" Enthusiasm tinted Ribbon's voice as he asked her to demonstrate her skill, herself quite the flexy one indeed... all of those dance numbers she did and practice helped with her naturally limber body. Soon she bent over slowly in front of him, a small sigh escaping her soft lips as Ribbon stretched her muscles so that she could go down.

"I've been doing yoga for a bit these days, if that helps any," she said, looking at Spring Man from in between her legs, a coquettish grin on her face, "You know, it would be some consolation to see how far I could go... or how far you could stretch me."

Her blue shorts rode into her firm yet supple ass, Ribbon's cheeks on display but in dichotomy to how others were dressed, well... she did look a bit more exposed. It secretly thrilled her rather, benignly exposing herself to her friend and competitive rival. She gripped her ankles soon after. "Do you need me to count down any---?" she asked, "I usually go to ten, but... if you have any other ideas..."

The crease of her cunt could easily be seen in such a position, Ribbon trying not to feed into the sudden yet growing arousal she was experiencing from basically flashing herself off to Spring Man himself.

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Spring Man's coiled eyes nearly sprung out of his head as Ribbon began to demonstrate just how flexible she really was, and he felt his chest tightening---among other things---as the girl looked up at him from between her shapely legs. "I-I'd say it's helping." he replied, the image of Ribbon Girl stretching herself out in a tight yoga outfit almost as exciting as the show he was being given at that exact moment.

His eyes roamed her toned ass---as he wished his hands could---as her blue shorts rode up, giving him an excellent view, and he had to take a deep breath to try---futilely---to calm down. This was supposed to just be simple stretching, right? It wasn't as if she was doing this on purpose! And yet, as his eyes caught sight of the crease of her womanhood, it was hard to think of anything else but the sorts of things that they could do to take advantage of her positioning, and he came closer as she spoke.

"Why don't you let me help you? I'm sure I can help you go a little further."

Standing directly behind her---inches away from her ass---Spring let his hands descend onto rear, sinking his fingers into her skin for a few seconds, before sliding them down her backside, helping her to stretch a bit farther than before. "How's that? I'm not hurting you, am I?" he asked, leaning against her just enough that his groin could be felt pressing against her ass.

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"Hn-!" Ribbon's eyes widened, feeling the nudge of his bulge against her ass, pressing against the crease of it. Her shorts seemed to ride even higher, the flesh of her supple rear grazing along Spring Man's hips.

"F-fuck---" she muttered as low as possible, her body shivering,"---you're not hurting me at all... w-which might be an issue! Eheh---don't get me wrong, it's just that... I like to feel my workouts..."

Hotdogging his hidden cock between her ass, Ribbon overtly pressed back against him, "Maybe like---" Uncoiling her arms a bit, they snuck up around Spring Man and pressed him in closer against her ass and cunt alike, holding him fast for the time being.

"Now, let's do some reps---something to work my hips even more..." What the hell was she getting herself into?! Just the feel of his bulge... and a very sizable one at that, inspired even more depraved thoughts within her core, Ribbon within her skimpy little shorts wetter than she'd anticipated. Slowly, she ground her ass back against him, a slightly quivering breath escaping her lips...

"...one..." And another---"t-two..." At this point, she didn't really know or care what she was doing, just knowing about the feelings that thick cock pressed against her had done... the songstress riled up like some two bit whore at this point, "Ho-hold me still... so that I uh- don't fall over---?" she said, her cheeks flushed a deep red.

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Spring Man nearly gasped aloud as he felt his burgeoning manhood slip into the space between Ribbon Girl's asscheeks, wondering if it had been an accident or if she had somehow done it on purpose. The answer became somewhat obvious as his fellow athlete suddenly caught him in her extending arms and pressed him more tightly against her alluring backside, allowing him to feel her ass and cunt that much more strongly. It was an intoxicating feeling, and he very nearly missed her words on exercise for the thoughts bouncing about within his head.

"O-Oh... sure, if you think you can handle it." Digging his fingers into Ribbon's ass and hips, Spring groaned softly to himself as he felt the girl begin her reps; grinding herself back against his cock in such a way that it made his legs shake. The contact only made his bulge grow stronger and harder with each passing second, and the ARMS Fighter found himself instinctively grinding himself against her in response.

Things were quickly spiraling out of control, but he didn't care at this point; their grinding felt so good he could barely think of anything else, and he continued to hold onto the girl as they basically humped one another in the middle of the gym. "R-Right. I've got you." he grunted, practically able to feel the outline of her pussy as his cock pressed harder and harder against her tight little shorts.

"J-Just how far can you go?" he asked somewhat rhetorically, knowing that he didn't want her to stop anytime soon.

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Ribbon meweled out, biting her lower lip as her arousal grew and grew with each terse grind against that thickening bulge in Spring Man's shorts.

"W-well..." Her shorts between her thighs were absolutely soaked, quite near obviously so, but soon she let her competitive friend go, her arms retracting before she turned around to face him quickly. Gripping him by the end of his shirt, she tugged him forward.

"I think we need a more private venue, " she breathed, raising a brow... her expression all too heady and lust fueled, "If I can remember, the locker room might be the best bet."

Experimentally, she let her hand trail further down, a knowing grin on her lips before she gripped his bulge with both hands, her actions being obscured by his looming, muscular form. The others working out around them didn't seem to notice the tension, Ribbon getting off on their public play a little too much.

"Let's see just how good you can fight in the showers, hm---?" Ribbon licked her lips, tugging him against her, "What do you say?"

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Spring Man blinked as Ribbon Girl suddenly retracted her beautiful, ribbon-like arms and let him go, only to turn around to face him and grab him by the shirt instead. She was speaking quietly, but he still glanced around discreetly to make certain that no one was listening in as she suggested that they go somewhere more... private, and soon nodded his head. "I think you have the right idea." he replied with a lustful smile slowly spreading across his face.

Horny as he had become though, it was still a little worrisome to have her openly gripping his bulge, and he hoped that he was indeed blocking anyone from seeing it with his larger, more muscular frame. He shivered at her touch, and his bulge actively shivered along with him, leaving little doubt as to the effect she was having on him at this point.

"I say... let's do it." Hesitant to slip himself free from her seductive touch, yet knowing that they were about to do so much more, Spring began moving in the direction of the locker room/showers, opening the door for Ribbon to go in before him, and quickly shutting it behind him. Within seconds, he had closed the distance between them once more, approaching her from behind, and wrapping his arms around her torso in a surprise hug.

"Looks like the first move is mine. Let's see how you play on the defensive." Grinding his erection against her ass once more, using much more force than he had outside in the gym, Spring slipped his hands up to aggressively fondle her breasts, pulling her small top upwards to finally expose her bosom before sinking his fingers into her pliable flesh. "Don't think I'll go easy on you..."

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Being inside the locker room finally seemed to liberate her, Ribbon Girl giving a quick sigh before she suddenly felt those strong yet pliable arms of Spring's tie themselves around her muscled abdomen and belly. It shocked her rather at how truly quick he was; even though she'd fought him countless times, she never experienced him well... horny to say the very least. Just what had she truly done?!

"Ah-!" The feeling of his hardened dick beneath his shorts left so little to the imagination that Ribbon had sworn that somehow, he was already naked. She could feel every pulsing vein almost, and as the taller man slid his cock between her toned little ass, Ribbon moaned out overtly.

"Ah---hahhn---!" His hands seizing her tits in such a compromising position shocked her even more, the situation suddenly slipping out of her favor as it became very clear that he was a lot more experienced than she thought. Her tits being revealed so brazenly made her shudder from head to toe, her hands reaching down to slide her now sodden shorts off of her hips, kicking them off to reveal her bare pussy and ass.

"I-I never said you would-!" she piped out, "I-I can barely feel y-you massaging my ch-chest!" Squirming in his grip, Ribbon panted hotly, "Hnngh---!"

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Spring Man watched with interest as Ribbon Girl slid her shorts down her slender legs before kicking them away to stand naked before him, allowing his still clothed cock to grind against her bare ass... at least until he reached down to remove his gym shorts as well, allowing his manhood to spring forth like... well... his namesake arms. Long and hard, it settled into the space between Ribbon's ass cheeks as he quickly resumed pressing and rubbing it against her, already trembling with barely suppressed need.

"Oh? How's this then---!" Fondling her breasts with more strength, his thumbs began rolling against her nipples as she squirmed and shivered in his arms. Having longed to feel those bouncy breasts of hers for so long after secretly having his vision drawn to them during their ARMS Matches, he could barely contain himself, and let his fingers roam over them hungrily, continuing to hotdog himself with her ass as his cock throbbed with more and more energy.

Glancing towards the showers for a second, Spring smiled and began guiding the two of them in that direction. "I think it's time we see just how good you can fight in the showers---!" he said, repeating her little taunt from before. There was also the issue of privacy, as they would at least be partially hidden in the showers if someone else came into the locker room.


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Mercedes Taylor had uprooted her entire life, along with a couple of best friends, and moved over a thousand miles away. She lounged on the large white chair/tower that was reserved for lifeguards. She'd only been here three weeks but she certainly wasn't regretting her choice. So far she absolutely loved it here. Her competitive swimming background had allowed her to secure a job as a lifeguard on a beach almost immediately upon arrival. A huge bonus, as her house was just a mile down the beach, she walked or jogged to and from work each day. She'd given up cold snowy winters, small town, and a boring job, to come to sunny Florida, living on the beach, having a job, that while normally meant sitting around all day, she at least had a good view.

Such as the guy coming out of the water now, she knew his name was Donnie, only because of the other surfers calling it out. She admired surfers greatly, mostly because while she had always liked the idea of surfing, she lacked the balance and coordination to not hurt herself. So she kept to just watching the surfers on her beach. Her liquid gold eyes tracked the man as he headed for the beach bar. He was definitely a truly stunning specimen of the male half of her species. But after a moment she brought her attention back to the beach, watching the swimmers, occasionally yelling at a kid or teenager who was doing something idiotic.

Her lunch break came not too long after, she climbed down and headed for the little beach bar, which also served food. Mercedes was dressed in a slick red bikini, though not as revealing as most of the women's bikini's on the beach, after all, this was her job an her swimsuit needed to stay in place if she had to run or swim hard, but it still looked good on her toned body, and a towel slung around her hips and tied there. She found a seat at the bar and ordered a sandwich with kettle chips and a Pepsi. She thanked the bartender and began to nibble on her food, taking her time and eating slowly, since she had an hour long lunch break.

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"Hi there" Donnie came up to her his drink in hand and a charming smile on his face. He slid into the chair across from her setting his drink down as he did.

"I hope you don't mind me coming over" He said to her with a smile "I just couldn't help but notice a stunning girl like yourself! You look familiar do I know you?"

He casually checked her out once more running a finger through his blonde hair.

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Mercedes glanced up as she hear a man's voice. She was a bit surprised to see the man that she'd been watching earlier, was now sliding into the chair across from her. She gave a easy smile an shook her head, "I don't mind." She assured, biting into another chip as he talked.

"I'm pretty new to town still, only been here about three weeks. But I am the lifeguard here four days a week." She made a motion to the beach, if he recognized her, it was no doubt from here. "I live just down the beach, I run nearly every morning." Being a surfer, she imagined he was up about as early as she was, she often saw surfers out catching waves during her morning jog between 6-7 in the morning. "I'm Mercedes." She said, offering a hand over the table to shake his.

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Donnie leaned back when he saw her his eyes taking her in and not bothering to hide their interest or attraction. His tongue flicked out over his full lips running along the rim as he brought his beer to his mouth and took a long pull from the drink.

"Mercedes eh?" He asked with a teasing smile as he moved off of the bar stool. He motioned for the bartender to get her a drink as well and ordered himself a burger of his own.

"I know you probably get this a lot but that's a very unique name" He said grinning at her and motioning with his hand to take a drink. He sipped his own as he watched her his eyes burning as he studied her. He starred at her in a possessive way that spoke of a deep desire. "Pretty and uniquely named" He said his lips pulling back and smiling "I like it"

"So angel" He said his voice a seductive purr "Where do I know you from? Its driving me crazy because I am usually pretty good at putting names to faces. I definitely would remember meeting a pretty girl like you!"

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There was something about the man's dark possessive look that pulled at Mercedes. She tilted her head, yes she'd been told many times how unique her name was. "Apparently I was conceived in the back of one so the name stuck." She said, always amused at the story.

Tilting her head when he asked where he knew her from she shrugged, "Probably from the beach. I'm a lifeguard." She said as she motioned towards the beach. "At least that's how I recognize you. Otherwise I live just down the beach about a mile, I run every morning so perhaps you see me there." She said with a casual shrug. "That's about the only two ways you'd recognize me. I'm new in town so I haven't been anywhere else except work and home. Or the little corner store." She said with a chuckle.

She turned down the drink the bartender brought. "I'm on my lunch break, I can't drink anything alcoholic, but I will take another Pepsi." She said with a smile.

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He laughed shaking his head and chuckling at the meaning behind her name. "I see" Donnie said noting her uniform and chucking "Another Pepsi then?"

He motioned for the waitress to came over and offered to pick up the tab. Once the waitress left he turned his attention back to her. "I still think I know you from somewhere else" He said tapping his chin gently "but no matter!"

He eyeing her once more his tongue flicking out over his full bottom lip before he leaned in and propped his hand on his chin.

"So have you found someone yet?" He asked her raising a striking black eyebrow "A striking beautiful girl like you in Miami must be beating the male suitors back! I'm curious if I have lost the chance or if I can invite you out for a drink tonight"

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Mercedes wasn't all that surprised when he asked her out. But she gave a sly smirk. "I don't socialize much so you're in luck, I'm not taken." She had only been asked out a couple of times and both times the guys were stupid drunk so she ignored them. "I get off work at 4. So I could be ready by 5:30." She said.

There was something about this man, it drew her in had her stomach flip flopping, which was not her usual response to men. Her looks meant that she'd had her fair share of interactions with the other gender, they rarely surprised her and even rarer for one to catch her attention like this, especially since she hardly knew him. Normally she might be leery of a man picking her up at a beach bar.

But she'd come to Miami to create a new life so going with that vibe she was going to say yes to this man, and see what became of it.

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"Great!" Donnie said his eyes lightning up when she gave her availability. He took down her information exchanging his phone number with hers and inputting it into his iPhone. He also pulled out his wallet from his water proof pocket paying for their food.

"I'll pick you up at five thirty" He said rising out of his chair and giving her another smile "Looking forward to it baby"

He winked at her and with another smile sent her way he went to grab his board. He carried it one handed to his car a sandy red truck that was dripping with different beach equipment. He threw his board in the back his mind still lingering on her as he climbed into the cab of his truck and pulled out.

He drove home to his beach house and spent the rest of the day preparing for his date. He struggled to remember the last time he was so excited for a date but failed. His dates nowadays were frankly boring. The dating scene in Miami left a lot to be desired in that sense. The idea that she was new to town only made her more appealing.

That night, Donnie pulled up to her address right on time and on the dot. He checked himself over in the mirror making sure his jeans and simple button down black shirt looked alright. He ran a hand through his hair making sure all the sand was out of his hair before stepping out and moving towards her front door. He knocked softly and stepped back to wait for her.

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Mercedes returned to work, trying to focus and not think about the date she had tonight. Dating wasn't new for her but she was admittedly more excited then she normally was. Luckily the rest of the day passed easily. She headed home and showered, her body wrapped in a towel she curled her bronze colored hair, it hung a down to her shoulders. Next she applied a very small amount of makeup, never being that into makeup.

Once completed she headed into her bedroom and changed into a sapphire blue halter dress that fluttered down to her mid thigh. Completing the look with heels, earrings and a necklace. While it certainly looked like she'd put effort into her, she wasn't too dressed up, her outfit was suitable for a casual date or a fancier one. She was just coming downstairs when she heard a knock. Smiling she grabbed her purse and headed to the door.

Opening it she smiled and stepped out, "Hey," She greeted with a smile as she locked the door. She wasn't sure where he was taking her tonight and she was rather surprised to find she just didn't care, she was excited for the date and was sure she'd enjoy it, no matter where he took her.

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"Hey yourself" Donnie said with a smile. He reached out taking her hand and bringing her out onto the step. He brought her hand up motioning for her to spin around. His eyes traveled up and down her body taking it in and moaning in pleasure. He didn't even try to hide his visible pleasure at her outfit choice.

"Casual but still sexy" He said to her bringing her hand up to kiss it "it's good to see you have such good taste"

He smiled bringing her to his waiting BMW. He brought her over to the passenger side door gesturing for her to slide in. Once she was in he closed the door walking over to the drivers side and sliding in himself.

"I was thinking I would take you dancing" He said pulling out of the drive way and down the ocean side road "There is a great little Latino bar in Havana that I think you are going to enjoy"

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Mercedes laughed and did a twirl for Donnie. Then her smile softened when he kissed her hand. She let him lead her out to his car. She slid into the passenger seat, "I haven't been dancing in a long time." She said as she buckled her seatbelt. Mercedes settled into the comfortable seat as the drove down towards Havana. "So, have you been in Miami you're whole life?" She asked.

Mercedes really knew nothing about this man aside from him being a surfer and his name. She figured she should learn a little more about him at least, seeing as she was going on a date with the man. She felt the butterflies in her stomach, she was more excited and curious for this date then she had been in a very long time.

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"All my life" Donnie replied as they drove back into the main part of the city.

"I was born and raised in Havana" He explained as they continued to drive "I've only been outside of the city a few times. I love the city! The way it comes alive and all its little tics. It isn't for everyone but there is a lot of fun to be had if you know where to look!"

They drove into the Cuban district known as Little Havana. He took a few more turns and finally they found them selves on a bar tucked away in a corner.

"Here we are" He said pulling to a stop and parking the car "Ready to see how us Cubans dance in Miami?"

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Mercedes listened to him as they drove through the city. She hadn't had a chance to explore yet, so she enjoyed the opportunity to take in the sights as Donnie drove. Arriving at the bar, she smiled over at him. "I'm probably more than a little rusty, so you'll have to be patient," She said with a chuckle as she unbuckled and climbed out of the car. It took her a minute to find her balance on her heels, while she liked dressing up, she rarely had cause to, so she was a little out of practice at the whole thing, dating included.

She waited for Donnie, so he could lead the way. Mercedes could hear the music from outside the bar, and found that she liked the tempo of it, and she knew between the music and her company she was going to enjoy this evening very much.

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"Stick with me and you'll be dancing all your troubles away" Donnie remarked slamming the car door shut and threading their elbows together. He winked at her running his hand across his shirt to smooth it out and moving towards the large crowd gathering around the open bar. A live band was already playing out from the depths of the bar filling the air with lively electric noise.

"Ready for this?" He said helping her onto the wooden dock and spinning her with a laugh. "Come on!"

He guided her as they dived into the large crowd of people. Within seconds they were swept up in the music and the next half hour became a mix of dancing salsa music and the heat of bodies pressing around them. Donnie hands were on her always guiding her hips pressing on the small of her back and their hips rarely not touching.

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Mercedes had a blast, she laughed and danced with Donnie, she kept her body pressed against his, her arms around him, occasionally even grinding her hips against his. She laughed as she danced and enjoyed herself immensely. She hadn't done much salsa dancing so she took her lead from Donnie. Finally though, she was panting slightly, a little out of breath from all the dancing and the laughing, so she took Donnie's hand and led him off the dance floor so she could get a breather and perhaps something to drink. "This is wonderful," She said, her face had a healthy flush to it as she grinned over at Donnie.

She leaned against the bar and ordered a water to drink. Later she'd want something else, but right now, she wanted cold water. Thanking the bar tender, she took a long drink of the water as she smiled. "It's a great place, I love the energy and the atmosphere." She said as she looked over at Donnie.

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"I thought you might" He said moving with her. His shirt slightly damp with sweat and his eyes wild with Adrenalin. Dancing had a way of drawing you out of your shell, a way of making you move in a primal way. The two of them danced well together which to him signaled that they would move well together in private to.

He gestured for the bar tender to bring them another round of ice cold water and leaned against the bar. He brought his hands up pushing his damp hair back and taking in the people milling and dancing all around them. The smell of bodies and sex was everywhere not because of the provocative music, but more the energy of the water front bar.

"Well we can keep dancing if you want" He said nudging her hip with his own "Or we can move on and go get some dinner. I love dancing with you but a much more private locale might be better to continue our date in"

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She downed the water fairly quickly and leaned a hip against the bar, watching her date, "While I definitely want to come back some time and dance more, I think I'm ready for dinner." She said chuckling at the hip nudge. She was definitely ready to get dinner and move to a quieter, more private atmosphere.

Mercedes had had her far share of dates over the years, but this was the first time she'd felt the click that she did with Donnie, the same heat and intensity. She couldn't quite remember being drawn to anyone else like she was being drawn to this man.

She hadn't really been looking to start anything with anyone, while she was still so new to town and still getting settled into her new life here, but she wasn't about to turn down the opportunity of whatever this could be, just because she hadn't expected it or been planning on it

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"Works for me" Donnie said with a smile as he laced their finger together. He moved off of the bar stool leading her through the dancing crowds until they reached the other side and the parking lot. He opened her car door helping her in and admiring her ass for a few seconds before he closed the door. He moved around the hood climbing in himself and pulling out.

"I have a couple of places in mind" He said driving down the highway "What catches your interest more? Chinese? Italian? Something a bit spicier?"

He waited for her answer driving and humming to a random song on the radio. His hand dropped down to her legs rubbing them softly for a few seconds before he brought his hand back up to the steering wheel.

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Mercedes smiled as he helped her into the car, once he was in and they were driving he asked where she wanted to eat. She thought for a moment, before saying, "How about Chinese." It had been a while since she'd had Chinese and she very much enjoyed it. Just like she was enjoying the feel of his hand on her bare leg. Her dress had rode up a little, so that when he set his hand on her leg, it was just her skin.

She smiled over at him, as they drove through the darkness. He removed his hand not long after and she was surprised that she actually sorta missed the feeling. She lounged back in the seat, feeling more relaxed with Donnie than she normally did on a first date, she wasn't entirely sure why, but that was okay, it seemed like the bit of mystery added to the fun of this first date.


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It had been a hectic few weeks leading up to the med school final exams and while he had passed with flying colors, Danny knew he needed a break, a long one. All of his friends were doing other things during the summer, mostly family stuff. So he had decided that he would take a much needed break from technology and people and just go up to the family cabin for the summer. He wasn't the least bit concerned about camping alone. In fact he was quite looking forward to some peace and quiet. So after packing his little old Toyota truck full of food and supplies he went off to his destination.

It was deep in the mountains, surrounded by trees and nature. Not another cabin in sight and situated on the shore of a lonely mountain lake. The cabin had a generator and solar power and it was two stories with the kitchen, living room, bathroom and a bedroom on the ground floor and a large loft with a bed in the upper story. By the time he got there it was past noon and by the time he had everything unpacked and settled in the sun was setting. He didn't mind though. He had cleaned the cobwebs, stocked the pantries and refrigerator and made the downstairs bed.

Exhausted from the trip and unpacking he flopped down heavily in a chair on the porch that overlooked the dock and the lake. The setting sun cast long, inky shadows and set the lake and hillside on fire with it's amber rays. There wasn't another human soul to be heard or seen for miles around. Smiling to himself he was content to watch the fish jump in the lake and hear the elk calling as he watched the sunset and the stars come out one by one. There were so many stars, more than one could ever see in the city. The moon was full and beautiful reflected in the calm surface of the lake. At some point he made dinner and went to bed, making plans to do a little exploring and maybe catch some fish. he had all summer and he was going to enjoy himself.

In the morning Danny got up early after sleeping like a log the night before and decided he wanted to take the ATV out on the trails. That's just what he did. The air was so fresh and clean, smelling heavily of pine. The birds were singing and the squirrels were chattering to one another. He had even managed to startle a buck from the bushes while on his ATV. The peace and serenity wouldn't last long however. He had stopped at a part of the trail that was an overlook of sorts but just as he was about to get back on his ATV he saw blood and scuff marks on the trail ahead of him.

Cautiously, fearing that he might be disturbing a mountain lion's kill, he approached the tracks. They were huge, larger than his own hand. They could have been a bear but they looked more canine. They were deeply pressed into the muddied earth, the scent of copper and the sight of pooled blood on leaves lead him to believe that something big was hurt. He was about to leave when he saw a footprint... a human footprint. If someone was hurt up here he had to help and if it was too late then the family should know what happened to their loved one. He bit his lip and ran a hand through his jet-black hair to get it out of his baby blue eyes and sighed. Straitening himself up he followed the prints and peered over the edge of a hill off the trail. At the bottom, lying crumpled, bloody and naked was a man. Danny cursed and made his way down to him.

"Hay! You alright? What happened?" he said as he felt for a pulse and watched for breathing. The questions were more rhetorical and meant to get some sort of response. He found a pulse. He was alive! "I'm going to get you some help. Just stay with me alright?" he said as he tried to assess the nature and severity of the wounds. There were animal tracks around and leading up to him but he didn't look like he had been mauled by an animal.

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The man coughed quietly, laying there almost lifeless as blood ran from past his lips and pooled around his head. Bullet marks pierced his tanned skin as well as several cut wounds some deep some light as a larger pool of dark red blood laid beneath him. Picking up sounds and scents around him, it didn't take long for him to realize he was not the only intelligent being in the woods as he heard footsteps approach him. A low snarl escaped the man, his golden eyes flashing to where the sound was coming from as he watched a young man standing atop the hill he had tumbled from earlier.

He was not a hunter, that was the first conclusion the werewolf had came upon but he knew this would be unsafe for a simple human. Slowly, the larger male tried to get to his feet but ultimately failed, too much blood loss, too much strain, no energy.

The silver lodged within him burned hotter each time he moved, making the wound deeper and harder for him to heal quickly. Normal bullets he could handle, but these had hooks in their design, and the blades the hunter before used were easily breakable to lodge shards deep within his skin, these weapons were designed to kill him.

Along with the apparent scuffle wounds, he had dirt and gravel covering him from his fall and it was very apparent he couldn't get up but that did not stop the larger male from snarling at the younger. His eyes were distrusting, wild, untamed, almost as if he was more beast than man. He could not stand nor swipe at this newcomer and his energy was failing him as his eyes glossed over whenever he moved to defend himself before slowly he began to loose consciousness once more, his head falling to the ground as his breathing started to slow.

Once the man was quieted and Danny moved closer it was seen that this unknown man was huge, at least six feet tall, leaner but still muscled and hard to carry by someone of his stature.

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Danny had heard the growling and wondered momentarily if the man was on some sort of drug. It would explain the odd behavior and possibly why he was naked in the middle of nowhere. He caught a glimpse of yellow eyes and his brain jumped to the most logical conclusion, which was they were some sort of contact lens. This entire situation was making less and less sense by the moment. How the strange man got here and what he had been doing wasn't as important to him as his drive to try and save his life. All of his training kicked in. He had been shot and had indications he had wounds of a defensive nature. Someone had attacked him and they could still be close by. He took a quick and nervous look around but they were alone. The situation was bad. He had lost a lot of blood and he wasn't sure he was going to make it. No, he definitely wouldn't make it the three hours it would take to drive into town. It would be up to him. How was he going to get him out of this place and back to the cabin where most of his medical supplies were? His mind was racing for only a few seconds.

Quickly he took off back up the hill and grabbed what he needed off of the storage box on his ATV, rope and a tarp. He tied the rope to his ATV and used a tree to create a pulley system by throwing the rope around the tree and then he tied the rope to the tarp. Coming back down the hill he lay the tarp down next to the man and then pulled and shoved him onto it before using the rest of the rope to tie it closed, effectively making it into a sort of cocoon. "Don't you die on me." he said firmly as he raced back up the hill and drove the ATV forward, pulling the man easily up the hill and onto the trail. He then untied the rope from the tree and used it to help make a makeshift stretcher out of two long tree logs and hooked that up to the ATV.

He made his way down the mountain as fast as he dared to and then used the cot to drag him into the house, which wasn't easy and scraped up the wood floor. he left him in the living room floor and brought over his huge tackle box of medical supplies. It was lucky he even had it with him as he had almost left it back home. Quickly he examined the wounds and determined that multiple bullets were still lodged inside.

"I've got to get these out. it's going to hurt but you have to stay still. No dying on me now." he said as he cleaned up what he could and then extracted the first bullet. It didn't look like anything he had ever seen before. They were... barbed. They needed to come out before they did any more damage. Usually, he would leave them be unless they were led but these couldn't stay in. Over the course of two hours, he painstakingly pulled all the metal shards and bullets from this strange man and sewed him back up. He cleaned and dressed his wounds and put a pillow under his head and covered him with a thick blanket. He wasn't sure he was going to make it but at least he was stable for now. He also didn't want to move him.

Right now he was covered in sweat, blood, and dirt and he desperately needed a shower. He didn't think his new guest was going anywhere so he grabbed a towel and headed into the bathroom, trying to decide on what he should do next. Call the police? An ambulance? That was probably best even though it would take a few hours to get up to the cabin. He looked at his phone and unsurprisingly it didn't have any bars.

The water turned on and steam filled the bathroom as he peeled off his dirty clothes. He could drive into town but he was afraid to leave the guy here alone. What if whoever shot him came looking for him? He let the hot water run off his five foot four frame and let out a heavy sigh.

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The man stared at Danny for a long moment, as if time stopped around them. There was something almost predatory of his gaze as well but his blood loss rendered him weak and immobile. Soon his eyelids fluttered shut as he laid his head down on the blood-soaked ground when the boy returned with a four wheeler.

A low growl escaped his mouth once more as he was dragged onto a tarp and then up the hill for a bit of a bumpy ride. He flashed a snarling sneer at Danny, his teeth impressively white and his canines looked longer than a normal human's only giving the young stranger a more bestial look but he was unable to move, unable to swipe or lash out at this newcomer. His vision still blurred, he looked around at his surroundings unsure what was going on until he was being dragged.

As he found himself in the cabin, he tried swiping out at the boy to get him to back off but missed as his hand fell onto the floor his fighting spirit falling with it as he seemed to stare at a spot on the wall past Danny's head. He moved again, this time violently when Danny was able to remove one of the bullets, causing the larger man to howl in pain as he swiped and missed again, a low growling voice escaping his lips.

"Back off you f..." Clenching his teeth and closing his eyes, when the bullet was retrieved it burned his skin once more, and Danny was able to see the skin and muscle tissue around the bullets had been burned from contact as the stranger slowly laid down and kept ridged as he laid still. His snarls and yowls of pain and frustration rang through the cabin for the next few hours until they quieted down into grunts, and eventually the stranger passed out from the pain making the young medical student's life easier.

Out for several hours, it was well into the night when he awoke, his golden eyes staring at the ceiling as he slowly sat up, wincing from the pain and looked around his body as well as the cabin itself, the silver wounds healing but slowly.

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The man was probably on something to be acting like some kind of animal. Danny was fairly sure of this when he continued to growl, snarl and swipe at him. He didn't blame him at all as it must have been quite painful. Though he did try to be as gentle as he could be. If he had any injectable pain medication he would have given him some but that wasn't something he kept in his medical kit, mainly because he didn't have a license yet and it was highly illegal to just carry it around with you. Thankfully he passed out and he was able to work a bit faster. He did notice that the man's teeth were shaped oddly but he had other more pressing worries.

After he had taken a shower he came back out in pajama pants and a t-shirt and gave the man a shot of antibiotics and hooked up an IV with a bag of fluids. Then he ate a salad and some fish for dinner, keeping an eye on his patient and decided to settle into the couch. He watched the man, worried that he wouldn't make it overnight but he fell asleep after fighting to stay awake while sitting up on the couch. It was extremely exhausting doing all that work and his body wouldn't let him stay conscious another moment. he probably would have kicked himself for not bothering to restrain the strange man but he figured he wouldn't be able to move much anyway.

The cabin was cozy with wall to wall wood floors and a few thick animal skin rugs. The fire was glowing dimly and it was warm. He would be covered by a blanket and the bag of fluids would be empty now. Danny slept sitting up but reclined into the thickly padded leather sofa. It was dark except for the kitchen stove light and the light of the fire.

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Jordan's eyes scanned the surrounding area, the golden irises illuminating and piercing through the darkness as they laid upon a sleeping form. Nose twitching, the smaller boy's scent filled his nostrils as the sound of his soft breathing filled his ears. Glancing down at himself he saw the wrappings and patches across his body before rolling his neck until it popped as well as his shoulders, letting out a low groan as he loosened himself before standing.

Leaning over, he grabbed a nearby blanket off the back of a chair and wrapped it around his waist as he slowly stood up. Closing his eyes, the werewolf hushed himself when the pain shot through him, but he was healed enough to walk before rummaging around the cabin until he got to the kitchen and opened the door to what seemed to be the holy land of food.

Grabbing anything resembling meat he chowed down while keeping his ears listening for the boy on the couch hoping he was a deep sleeper while he ransacked the refrigerator before coming back into the dimly lit living room.

Sitting on the coffee table, the light of the fire illuminated his back as he stared at the boy still trying to figure him out. It had been so long since he had true human contact, with a person that had no idea about the other half of the world, the half that Jordan lived in and now he was curious than ever. Soon the werewolf grew impatient and kicked the foot of the couch, making it shift to hopefully wake the smaller man.

The form of Jordan was still imposing even when he sat slouched over he still looked as if he could wrestle a bear and make it cry mommy. His expression guarded like an animal afraid of what was near it but not enough so to run off, Jordan was ready to pick a fight if he needed to.

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The events of the day had Danny well and truly out like a lite so his house guest was free to plunder as he would. That is until he kicked the couch. Danny startled awake and in the dimly lit room his eyes focused on those golden predatory eyes staring back at him. He jumped, gasping a little as all residual sleepiness left him and adrenaline hit him pretty hard. It was a few seconds before he realized he wasn't looking at an animal but his house guest. He relaxed slightly but remained cautious as he suspected the man was coming down from some sort of drug and he had no idea how he would react. He could just kick himself for not at least restraining the man in some way. Though he shouldn't be able to move much let alone fight.

"Hi, my name's Danny. I'm a doctor and you were in some kind of accident. What's your name?" he asked not making any sudden moves. "You should really lay back down. I don't want you to hurt yourself alright? You want to take the couch? I promise I'm here to help, OK...?" he spoke gently and soothingly. The man must be disorientated waking up in a strange place like this. If push came to shove he was pretty sure he could fight the man off in his weakened state.

"You're safe here." he reassured him, making no sudden moves. Those eyes were eerie in the firelight and right then they didn't look like contacts. Did he rescue some kind of demon? No, no there was a logical explanation for everything. He did look absolutely haunting though. To the point that it was a little difficult to convince himself that he wasn't in some sort of danger from something, he couldn't quite put his finger on.

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Jordan stared him down as if he was a piece of meat, though there was nothing in his gaze that meant he would attack out of hunger, but perhaps out of fear. He did not trust the boy in front of him, he knew he could easily snap his neck even in his weakened state, but Jordan wasn't wholly an animal. Tensing as Danny spoke to him, the werewolf slowly cocked his head to the left, then right as a dog would before just simply staring at him frozen as he listened and his golden eyes squinted and searched around the boy's face for anything insincere.

"Mh..." The larger boy started to say, his voice sore from being unused and quiet from his shyness and wariness. "...my name's Jordan," the werewolf stated before looking down at his arm where it was wrapped from a knife wound. "...thanks..."

After that he slowly got up and limped back to the cot and laid down, keeping his back to Danny knowing his eyes were on him. Upon his right shoulder was a massive tearing scar that looked as if it happened long ago but the mark remained upon his darkened skin, almost like a bite or claw mark from some horrid beast.

Jordan went to sleep once more but only halfway in case he needed urgency and keeping an ear on Danny. However, in the morning he got up and was walking around as if all he had gotten was a few scratches here and there though there was still a slight burning feeling when he moved.

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Danny, at this point, was nearly positive that the other was coming down off of some kind of drug. It was one of the things that would make sense. Though it didn't explain those eyes. The look in those eyes was very unnerving so he made sure not to make any sudden moves that would agitate the other. There was no telling what he would do and he didn't want to have the man rip his stitches and bleed out again.

"Jordan." He repeated noticing that his speech was a bit rusty. "Your welcome. I'm happy to help." he said with a gentle smile. He watched as Jordan got up and returned to the cot, relaxing as the other decided to lay back down. That was good at least. Even weak as he was there wasn't much he could do to such a large man if he didn't want to comply with his doctor's orders. Danny had seen the scar before in looking for all of Jordan's wounds and wondered at it. It seemed like the other man wasn't very lucky when it came to being seriously hurt.

Danny didn't really sleep for the rest of the night. In the morning he was up and in the kitchen cooking eggs, bacon and toast with jam. He had seen that his guest had helped himself but he didn't mind. he was in the middle of cooking breakfast when he noticed Jordan was awake.

"Good morning. I was really worried about you last night. I wasn't sure you'd make it." he called from the kitchen. "Are you hungry? I've got eggs, bacon and toast here if you've got an appetite for it." Jordan would come to know Danny as a cheerful positive kind of person.

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Jordan's head turned before he laid down when Danny repeated his name, his topaz eyes watching the boy as if he was prey to a predator before he slowly laid back down and took his gaze from him. The large man snored through the night though his breathing was still weak and labored at times but continued to be knocked out the entire night until morning where the scent of freshly cooked food awoke him.

Slowly getting up he grabbed the towel and wrapped it around him at least knowing being naked in front of a stranger was indecent or something to humans. Other than that, poor Jordan was very oblivious to human customs since it had been so long since he was around a peaceful one. He knew he needed to eat his fill and heal up before the next moon, and being in this form wasn't a walk in the park for the werewolf either.

For now however, Jordan simply stretched and limped to the kitchen, getting a bit too close to Danny for comfort as he looked over at the bacon in the pan and the rest drying on a paper towel. Heat radiated from the larger man's body, his chest grazing the younger man's back before the werewolf took a hand full of the bacon and bit half of the strips off. Lips curling back as he bit into the pork strips, his teeth were oddly long and sharpened much like an animal rather than a person as he backed away from the boy and continued to munch, not touching the toast.


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Ares swung his sword at the training dummy the force of the blow ringing up his arm as the heat of the sun beat down upon him. Sweat glistening over his powerful, near naked form, a blood red loincloth edged with dark gold covering his hips. He was frustrated with present events, he swung the sword at the dummy again, relishing the burn that raced up his arm with each thundering blow. Athena continued to test him with her petty games, now she resorted to setting her devoted against his men.

The men he looked down on as his children, he had thought that she may have become jealous that her own women were not as adept as his own. While they had no place among the fields of battle, his women were just as fierce and able if they were to be called on to defend their homes. Another resounding crash echoed around him as he tried to contain the frustration that simmered within him, indeed he should relish the opportunity to show off his men. Some of which he was proud to say could be confused with demi-gods, but she had help from Artemis who helped using her powers over the woods to give advantage to her men.

It was dishonorable, a slight growl slipped out from him as he swung the sword several more times against the targets as his thoughts turned to the other pressing issue that concerned him. He had heard that Aphrodite was to be married, he scoffed at the thought. The cripple would never be capable of satisfying such a goddess, unlike the other gods and goddesses, he had never underestimated her worth. While she lacked any particular martial skills, she was more then capable enough to defend herself.

Hephaestus was unworthy of such a jewel, he should just go and claim what he wanted, but he knew that he had to be more patient. Aphrodite was not a goddess to cross, he swung his sword multiple times again the sword ringing as the burn coursed up his arm. Sweat dripping from him, he cursed as the last swing of his sword shattered the dummy.

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Aphrodite was a goddess of many emotions, she was as fierce as she was beautiful, as charming as she was cruel, and this day brought with it a sour mood. A grand feast was being prepared in honor of a marital union, a celebration that called all Olympians and demi-gods to herald. It was a marital union that soured the tempestuous Aphrodite into a venomous sulk, for it was she who was to be wed. And he betrothed was none other than the hideously deformed Hephaestus.

The son of Hera and Zeus he had been case from mount Olympus by Hera, banished for his grotesque appearance he had lived his life with Thetis, and perfected his craft. By chance, power and skill he built a Golden throne and begged his way back to his mother's acceptance and offered the throne. Unbeknownst to the Queen of the Gods it was enchanted and Hera could not release herself from the throne. Aphrodite could remember the day; she stood among many as she urged the creature to release Hera who refused and left Olympus, retiring back to his island.

It was only Dionysus who could return Hephaestus, who demanded security and his place among the Gods. Zeus had offered a plan without thought or hesitation, a solution to his many problems he had called it. In exchange for Hera's returned freedom and his place as the smith God, he would marry the exquisite Aphrodite.

Aphrodite's presence upon Olympus had caused many scene of jealousy; her undeniable beauty was a temptation to all, even Zeus finding himself enthralled by the Goddess. Civil war was imminent, the other Goddesses were envious of her and the Gods all vied for her attention. Her own interest lay away from the golden halls; her first real love stole all of her attention. Young Nerites, a minor deity of the seas had taken her heart, and whilst the Gods quarreled the insatiable blonde sought satisfaction elsewhere.

However her lover spurned her offer to take to Olympus with her citing he wished to remain with his family. Aphrodite was infuriated and turned him into a shellfish and washed her hands of the handsome male. So she had been in no mind for the favours bestowed upon her or jealousies of the Goddesses. Normally the flattery was welcomed by the golden haired beauty but of delicate heart she had rejected them all with a scornful tongue.

So Zeus had decided upon a marriage between the Goddess of Beauty and the Smith God, removing quarrel from mouths and settling. But his decision had earned himself endless a vicious word from Aphrodite, she had even threatened to plague every woman on earth with deformity and remove their breasts so that the licentious Zeus could not continue his sordid affairs with mortals. But no matter what she threatened or how much she scorned and sulked she was not to be freed of the union.

Lounging beside the rich pool, her fingers swirling idle patterns in its silky surface, she huffed a she rolled her head over to the side. Her heart froze at the sight of the ugly God as he limped into view, a wide smile on his twisted and scared face. Aphrodite scowled at the sight of him and was not eager to entertain his company. Swinging her lengthy legs from the lounger she swept to her feet, cascades of golden waves falling down to her hips as she moved. Piercing green eyes looking for an escape as she moved. Her body was a perfect curve of femininity, widened hips topped with a toned stomach holding full and pert breasts. She wore no armor or girdle, and there were no crisp white or pink silks upon her form. She had purposely worn colors of darker hues to reflect her discontent, though they were still skimpy in their covering. Her perfectly bronzed skin was without flaw or blemish, and it crawled at the thought of Hephaestus touching her.

Her sandaled feet carried away from the call of her name, toned legs storming through the halls and stopping only at the crashing sound of weapon against stone. Her hair fell around her as she looked down to the form of Ares as he stood over the remains of his spar, and her heart skipped a beat. The very epitome of manliness and such a contrast of her husband to be, Aphrodite had never seen Ares like this before. He had always been delicious to the eyes, so powerful and strong he was a presence at any time. But now she found her mind filled with many an indecent thought as she walked down the steps. "Something bothering you?" Aphrodite asked as she paused against the wall and leaned back, purposely curving her body towards him, throwing her hair back to expose her shoulders to the God of War.

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"Something bothering you?" heat surged to Ares' groin as Aphrodite's voice swum over him. As sweet as honey and as seductive as ambrosia, sweat glistened on his muscles as he turned towards the voice, the brilliant sunlight now licking over his chest. He smirked as he observed Aphrodite's silken hair throwing back over her bared shoulder, another tug of heat pool in his loins as he hungrily looked over her.

If it wouldn't cost him the ire of Zeus he'd ravish her right against the wall, his passion raged as hot as his fervor for battle, "Something indeed," his voice rumbled out, "I had heard of what Zeus intends," he spoke. He stalked towards her, his muscles rippling, then he smirked, "And I also heard of what you said to him, I like a woman with a fire in her belly, it makes things most interesting," his gaze flicked to her nails before it rose back to her face.

"Though I don't have the power to stop Zeus' folly, I don't doubt that his plans won't work. I wonder if he has forgotten that a woman's martial state has never stopped Apollo or Dionysius from bedding a woman," he smirked and thought to himself that while he rarely thought of a woman who was married given its lack of honor. If they were interested, most often he would oblige them if their husband was incapable of serving their needs.

Ares sighed as he glanced down at the blade of his sword made from the finest Olympian steel, he would need to sharpen it again. The blade having become dulled from his strenuous training sessions, the stone used in the training dummies was the only thing capable of withstanding punishment from Olympian steel. But when he was as frustrated as he was, even that crumbled beneath his ire. He wondered what her purpose was for being here, though he was pleased she saw him as he was, unlike the other goddesses that turned their noses up at his sport, "What brings you here Aphrodite?" he grinned.

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His reply earned a grimace in return, her green eyes rolling and mouth twisting in distaste. Aphrodite's ascension to Olympus had not been without its dramas, she had almost brought war to the Gods. But she had been content and the flattery of the attention had definitely been entertaining to the Goddess of Beauty. But she had never thought herself to be bound in matrimony, let alone to such a husband. The mere thought of taking to the matrimonial bed with him made her skin crawl and bile to rise. She had made no secret of her displeasure and any opportunity to voice it helped ease her discontent, even if for a moment.

But when her gaze returned to the God of War she was once more in awe of is magnificence. His temper and ferocity was no secret, but the valor and strength was too the source of many legends. Being in such proximity to him had the golden goddess excited, a forbidden lust drawing her in. Her eyes trailed over his magnificent form, the slick of sweat highlighting the curve of perfectly carved muscle. Her hands were keen to travel where her eyes now roamed, and she made no secret of her libidinous gaze.

But with his question her concentration returned, and Aphrodite tutted as she looked back over her shoulder. "The need for escape of unwanted company" Aphrodite said, her hands pushing down onto the wall and walking forwards. "Zeus may seek to tame me" She said, pausing as she passed him, their arms all but touching as she locked his stare with her own. "But I shall be wife in name only" she added, a suggestive tone to her voice.

Walking forwards she stepped over the shattered remains of whatever he had been training with. What would the Greeks say when they learned of the marriage, that Aphrodite was to be wed to one so heinous of appearance it had made his mother weep?

"I had thought to return to Cythera to escape such ill fates... I grow ill at the thought of his hands upon me" She added with venom, allowing a moment to pass and her temper to seethe, watching as Selene prepared her chariot to bring forth the night and moon, before she turned back to Ares. "And what of you, Ares? What sours your mood?" She asked.

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Another pulse of heat surged to Ares's groin, his cock twitching as Aphrodite's hungry gaze sliding over his form. He watched as she glanced back over her shoulder, "The need for escape of unwanted company," he let his gaze prowl wantonly down her frame as she slipped passed him in a seductive motion, "Zeus may seek to tame me, but I shall be wife in name only."

He grinned at her announcement, as if the deformed creature could possibly satisfy Aphrodite, "I had thought to return to Cythera to escape such ill fates... I grow ill at the thought of his hands upon me," Ares' eyes blazed with passion as Aphrodite's inner fire surged forth, the venom in her tone making his cock twitch again as it began to press against the fabric of his loincloth.

"And what of you, Ares? What sours your mood?" Ares clenched his jaw, the muscle twitching as a burst of frustration boiled through him, "Athena and her petty little games, she's jealous of my warriors. And instead of doing what's proper, she's enlisted Artemis to help her, that venomous wench is using her power over the forests to target my warriors, giving Athena's adoptees an unwarranted advantage," he glanced at her frustration shimmering in his eyes, his muscles twitching.

"I would enlist Apollo's assistance, but it would only further the dishonor, and if I saw to Athena's games like she's expecting me to. I'll end up with the censure," a growl slid from him as he paced the sun warmed stone underfoot. His muscles rippling the motions, "Some of my warriors are potentially worthy of my favor, though with Artemis involved it has become an issue. Especially now that things have happened that should not have," he found it difficult to grasp the correct words. Part of Artemis' interference also involved 'encouraging' the nymphs and dryads to be obstacles.

"This is where I ended up trying to think of the best way to counter Athena's games," he said looking upon her.

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"Unfortunately I cannot offer council in the matters of war" Aphrodite replied. She had no mind for warfare, and though she had the power to influence the minds and decisions of mortals, she knew nothing of strategy. "Though the Naiads are still my maidens and in my service, Artemis does not hold all in her retinue"

Aphrodite had often been called into play where Nymphs were concerned, and out of sheer fury with Artemis on one occasion she had cursed them all to appear hideous to all, and it had taken the words of Zeus for her to lift the curse.

Already she had a bargain set in mind, a proposal to aid both of them in what plagued them. But before words could come to mouth she heard the call of her name, the word spoken in a voice so gruff it could belong to only one. She remained in no mind to keep his company and would flee to the other side of Olympus until she was beckoned to this feast if need be.

"A solution I may have" She said. Parting the company of the war god would perhaps have been the wiser of options, but instead she found herself stepping forward and circling her hand about his. Where her skin was as soft as the fresh clouds and smooth as silk, his stood rough and broad, the coarseness of his skin sending a thrill beneath her skin. "But for now, help me prolong my freedom of that creature" she asked, stepping into him and looking up to his ruggedly handsome face.

Aphrodite did not have to try and charm, it took her no effort to appear desirable to anyone. But the blonde had never before been with someone as powerful as Ares, he was stimulating to every nerve of her being, her thighs clenching in response to the indecent thoughts. Her green eyes swept over his jaw and to his ever so tempting lips before locking his stare. Her name was called once again and she stepped back, lengthy legs crossing away to the other side of the yard, flowing silks exposing the bronzed legs of the beauty as she walked.

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"Unfortunately I cannot offer council in the matters of war, though the Naiads are still my maidens and in my service, Artemis does not hold all in her retinue," Ares grunted at Aphrodite's words, he had not expected her to have offered any council. He knew she wasn't for matters of war and the only other that was, was Athena. He scowled at the thought, on occasion he had wished that he had a brother that he could seek council from him given his men were but mortals and it would be complete unseemly for him to seek council with those lesser then him even though they carried a portion of his blood.

A growl slipped from him as Hephaestus' rough voice called out for Aphrodite, "A solution I may have," Ares turned his gaze on her as she stepped closer to him, her hands passing close to his. A prickling wave of sensation darting up his arm, "But for now, help me prolong my freedom of that creature," his pulse thundered in his ears as she stepped in closer, almost touching him. Causing more blood to surge to his groin, thickening his shaft to press against his loincloth more firmly.

He would close the slight gap and sweep the temptress into his arms had Hephaestus' coarse voice not called out again, he scowled out over in the direction the voice came from and stalked off in the direction Aphrodite lead. He would take her to his rooms, a place no other dared intrude, he was intrigued in a potential solution she would have for his problem given his idea would lead to potential issues. His favor would give his chosen the ability to much more easily resist Artemis' influence, he didn't want to have to deal with halfling spawn.

Ares stalked up along side Aphrodite and said, "If you would care to follow me, I will take you to my rooms away from the beast. You shall have the privacy you desire there, while I cannot shield you from the feast, this will at least give you the space you want, and we can discuss this... solution you have," he smirked as he leaned in closer to her barely avoiding touching her, the prickling wave of sensation flowing down his arm. And if he was quite certain, she had more in mind then just to speak of a potential solution, the thought made his cock twitch and his chest tighten.

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Looking over her shoulder her eyes moved up from his powerful arms to his face, a telling smile on her face as she spoke. "Lead the way" Aphrodite said, walking in step with the God as he walked. The halls of Olympus were vast; there were a whole network of passages that lead you from one side to the other. All Gods were responsible for the maze of halls and tunnels, all needing their secret escape from Olympus. Zeus had started the trend when his desire for mortal women went unsated, and needed a way to get to Greece and her islands without Hera noticing. Many other Gods too left to test the fidelity of their temple maids on Queens, sewing their seed in the wombs of many women. And Aphrodite was just the same.

From the moment she had ascended to Olympus she knew she would not find herself satisfied. Though time was spent being pampered and reveling in the luxury of the home of the gods, her libidinous side would find no gratification. But the jealousy of Athena, Artemis and Hera grew bothersome sometimes and the blonde would escape the mountain for a few days, seek fulfillment in Greece.

She had designed her own pathways that were known to her feet only and so the blonde guided Ares to a swift right, a wave of her hand causing a series of columns to disappear. Though she did not know exactly where Ares rooms were relocated it at least got them out of sight of the hunting Hephaestus and his relentless calling of her name.

Once concealed she rolled her eyes but relaxed her shoulders "A pity his fall from Olympus did not kill him" Aphrodite said coldly as she turned, her hands resting on her exposed hips. The robes she wore were revealing of nature, just covering her breasts and a golden belt about her waist with flowing skirts, thigh high splits on either side. There was no blur in her confidence, she had no shame in her form and would often be naked, finding beauty in the natural form. And just by looking at Ares she could sense his growing arousal, the excitement echoed within the blonde.

"This leads directly to the eastern wing, you shall have to guide"

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As they approached the columns that would take them towards his rooms, Aphrodite took charge of their movements and pulled him to the right. Ares grunted and shot a glance at the goddess as she swept them into her personal passages. It did however have the benefit of cutting out Hephaestus' insistent calls, "A pity his fall from Olympus did not kill him," the cold stab of her words reminded him that she could be as hostile as any of the other goddesses.

It would not be any fun though he thought if she was a docile maiden, such a sight rarely interested him, "All it did was worsen his stature it seems," he could see Aphrodite becoming aroused. He smirked as she said, "This leads directly to the eastern wing, you shall have to guide," he grinned then said, "Right this way then," he waved his hand to make the pathway appear before them. The walls echoed with darkened gold and deep blood red, seamlessly merged in with the existing colors of the passageway.

Ares led her down the passage way until they entered his private bathing chamber, the place he came to once he had finished with his training sessions. He had no trouble sharing this room with her, especially not now he thought, he strode over to the pool and swiped his hand through it, the water being a pleasant warmth. Sometimes he would have it cold, he had to test it to avoid bringing discomfort to the goddess, he didn't want to know what the result would be if he brought her into cold waters.

He turned to face her and grinned, "I was about to bathe before you approached, would you care to join?" he reached for the folds of his loincloth and parted them, letting the fabric drop to the floor. His half erect shaft rising as he allowed Aphrodite to get a good look at his now fully nude body.

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Stepping into his rooms Aphrodite was momentarily stilled by the appearance of it. All of the private chambers reflected the taste and nature of the Gods. Her own were filled with luxury and golden furnishings, a large feathered bed set in a giant shell the main point of the chamber. Here stood a room built for a man of war, and though she had no privy to his sleeping quarters the giant pool in which he bathed was so different to the golden filigree decorated pool of her own. But it did nothing to stem the every growing lust inside of Aphrodite, if anything it stirred it even more.

Ares filled the pool whilst Aphrodite still inspected her surroundings and focused only on him when he spoke, her lips coming together and forming into a smirk as he asked her to join. And when his hand unclasped the cloths about his hips and casting the garment aside the blondes eyes seemed to almost dazzle. Her gaze did not immediately lower but when it did she made no secret of the way her eyes roamed over his naked form.

He was unlike any she had ever seen before, the very epitome of manliness. Muscle rolled beneath his bronzed skin, and for a man who had seen the bloodiest of battles it was perfectly unmarred. But when her eyes stopped at his hips she felt her pulse quicken. Blessed he was and taken by her stare her body already demanded the feel of him inside of her.

Returning her eyes to his her own lithe fingers moved to the clasps of the silks that dressed her body and allowed them to flow down her form.

If Ares stood the image of a man than she was everything womanly. Her skin was without flaw, sunkissed and polished without blemish. Full and pert breasts stood alert to his attentions, an hourglass curve to her hips finishing the Goddess of beauty's form. There was no element of shyness to Aphrodite, no hesitation in her nudity or attempt to hide herself. And when she saw that basic carnality that she felt reflected in his eyes as he looked her over, the blonde strode forwards.

But Aphrodite did not stop before him, instead passing by with only her arm brushing past his, looking up to his face with a telling smile before stepping into the water.

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Ares watched with a growing hunger that began to blaze in his eyes as his cock thickened further, he restrained the urge that heated his blood to grasp her arm and pull her to him. He wanted to devour her, she was seemingly the perfect match for him. He had other dalliances, but he was certain this would blow them all away. His eyes raked her form as she removed her dress, then she moved forward towards him gracefully, a wolfish grin spread across his face as she casually brushed past his arm.

The surging heat from the touch lancing through him, he turned to watch her step into the water, he smirked as he followed her in the water creeping up his legs before he reached the step built into the bath and sat. He collected the bathing tools and began to lather up his chest, the suds rolling over the muscular planes as he glanced at her, "I could bathe your back if you wished it," he said as heat flared in his eyes.

Though Ares intended to do more then simply wash in here, his bed chambers were not far from this chamber, though he knew that she would not be used to his roughness. He had no need of any gilt aside from any particular ceremonies, however his mind churned with possibilities. Things he knew that were not possible with mortals, and things he would never consider with any of the other goddesses, he scoffed at the thought.

Aphrodite was perfection made flesh he though as he watched the water swirl around her breasts, he would pay careful attention to them he thought as he continued to wash his chest before moving to his shoulders. He washed more slowly, a way to entice her, he knew that he would still need to put effort into seducing her, after all she was the Goddess of Beauty. Though he knew it would be unlikely he would need to offer too much given he could see the hunger she had for his cock.