Ares didn't mean to kiss her. In fact, his plan was to drop her off in his room, and return to Tony immediately.
However, in cooking up that plan, he forgot that it was never that easy being close to Angel, and being able to hold in his desire.
And so as his lips touched hers, he was instantly drawn to that familiar pleasure he had spent countless nights over the last nine months, yearning for.
He kissed her lower lips, and then her upper lips.
Gradually, he pushed his tongue into her mouth, and down to her throat.
When she made little responsive sounds at the back of her throat, something awoke in him, and he wrapped his tongue around hers.
He tasted the fruit juice she had been drinking all night, which was mixed with her saliva.
Without any inhibitions standing in his way, he sucked her tongue.
Angel laid on the bed, trying to figure out if she was dreaming or not.
She could feel her body respond to him, and that was shocking to her.
