Ares does not want to fall in love [Greek mythology]

Ares helped Adonis out of the banquet venue and took a rest in the pomegranate grove.Looking at the injured lover, his heart seemed to be clenched: "Adonis, how is your injury?"

Adonis frowned, endured the pain and said: "Zeus' thunder and anger shocked me, and my viscera felt a little colic. But it's just a shock injury. If you take a good rest, it will heal soon. Don't worry." For Ares, he didn't hide anything.

Ares breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned in front of Adonis, wiping the blood from the corner of his lover's mouth with his thumb that was slightly rough from using weapons all the year round.

After struggling to wipe away the blood on Adonis' lips, Ares's brows and eyes relaxed a little, and he asked anxiously: "What kind of herb do you need? I'll go to Apollo's medicine field to steal one for you right now." Come out!" He thought to himself, he had to hurry up to steal the herbs, because they were leaving the God Realm.For this holy land that mortals yearn for, he has no nostalgia in his heart.Even if Hera didn't send someone to expel him, he didn't want to stay longer.

Adonis shook his head, and just as he said "no", he heard a rustling sound of grass leaves, and then the limping Hephaestus chased after him.

"Ares, Adonis!"

All kinds of turmoil at the banquet disappointed the goddess of the moon, Selene, her face was half-light and half-dark, as if she had lost her usual brightness.The dim moonlight also became stingy, and only a little bit of light was missed into the pomegranate leaves, revealing the entanglement and frustration on the face of the God of Forging.

"I'm sorry," Hephaestus sighed heavily, with guilt creased between his brows, and said in self-criticism, "It's my fault, I've caused you trouble."

Ares did not accept his apology, and corrected: "If I don't do it, nothing will happen. And I will do it, for your reasons and other reasons."

Thinking of Hera's vanity and Zeus' indifference, and the superficial compliments and secret wrestling of the gods at the banquet, his brows knit together again.That's what he hates the most. Even if he doesn't often attend banquets to keep out of sight, it doesn't mean that those things don't exist.

He just didn't expect Hephaestus to be so impulsive, let alone Hephaestus would become a victim of interests.

He didn't want to see such an ending, so he made a move.That's all.

Adonis looked at the profile of Ares, and suddenly his heart moved.He thought that Ares always acted rashly, not because he was so strong that he had no scruples, but because he had a firm heart that was not tempted by vanity fair.

Thinking of this, Adonis stretched out his hand, held Ares's cool fingers with his big warm hand, and expressed his affirmation and support to him with this movement.

Hephaestus did not have the transparency and understanding of Ares like Adonis, he only understood Ares' words literally, and blamed himself: "So there is still a large part of my reason. Ares, this is the end of the matter, it is useless to say anything else! I accept your love, you are my lifelong good brother!"

Ares smiled: "Good brother. Then you go and think behind closed doors now, I am also preparing to leave the God Realm." Normally, he might have a few words with Hephaestus, but now Adonis Wounded, his mind was not on Hephaestus at all.

Hephaestus asked with concern: "Where are you going?"

Ares thought for a moment, and said, "Let's go to Cyprus first, wait for Adonis' injury to recover, and then look at the situation."

Hephaestus looked at Adonis again, seeing that although Adonis was in a state of embarrassment, he didn't look too bad, so he felt relieved and said, "Then I won't delay you, Adonis should take a good rest one time."

The three said goodbye, and Ares took Adonis directly to the gate of heaven.

The chariot was running fast, and Adonis didn't notice it for a while, but when he reached the gate of heaven, he realized that Ares planned to take him directly to the lower realm, so he asked, "Ares, don't we go back to the Temple of War to pack up?"

Ares opened his mouth and said: "It's not packed, I'm taking the most important things with me."

Adonis was taken aback for a moment, like a magnolia blooming quietly on a branch, and a slight smile spread in his eyes.

I don't know where his Ares learned so many sweet words, sometimes they use them strangely, and sometimes they are just right.Just like now, those seemingly random words were like a handful of icing sugar, sprinkled in his heart.

After laughing, Adonis felt a little regretful again: "Aris, I am greedier than you. I wanted to take away your spoils, and those were gifts you gave me—"

Ares opened his mouth, wondering if he would take his lover back and pull out all the spoils without much trouble.I heard Adonis change the subject: "But I think about it again, in fact, your intention to give me a gift has always been here."

Hearing these words, Ares' eyes shone brightly.Adonis loved his appearance very much, looking at him deeply, with a smile on his mouth.

The galloping horses carried the two male gods to the dense forest of Cyprus.The olive trees in the dense forest stand quietly, like rows of guards, waiting for the sea where the goddess of love and beauty was born.When the two male gods got out of the car, there was an unfortunate gust of cool wind, and the leaves rustled, as if they were singing a welcome song.

A half head poked out from behind a lush green olive tree. It was a skinny dryad. He was grabbing the dark brown trunk and secretly observing the guests who came on the moon.

It was clear that the people who came were Ares, the God of War, and Adonis, the God of Plants. Among them, the handsome God of Plants seemed to be still wounded. Come back! Is there anything I can do to help you?"

The thinking of the dryad is always very simple. His behavior has nothing to do with flattery, just because he once helped Ares build a tree house and was blessed by the God of War.Even though Adonis declined his enthusiasm, he still followed the two male gods and helped them open the door of the tree house.

then……

As soon as the door of the tree house was closed, Ares, the god of war, never came out again.

The dryad rubbed his eyes, and then rubbed his eyes again.One of his companions ran out from the woods, tugged at him and said, "What are you looking at! You are so brave to join that God of War!"

The dryad didn't refute his words, but was still immersed in his own shock, and murmured: "I'm not mistaken, the god of war entered the room of the god of plants..."

Could it be that the god of war is helping the plant god to give medicine?

But I didn't see him take the herbs...

Besides, even if the medicine is applied, it doesn't take half an hour, does it?

His partner rolled his eyes at him and said, "You are such an elm-headed man, they are lovers, lovers! Have you forgotten that God of Vegetation followed God of War to Olympus a few months ago?"

The tree demon suddenly realized: "So now the god of war has come back to live with the god of plants for a while? Like the queen of the underworld, Persephone, going back and forth between the gods and the underworld?"

"You still mentioned the name of that goddess!" His partner said angrily.After complaining about the stupid dryad, he looked at the closed door and sighed, "I see that the return of these two male gods to Cyprus is not that simple..."

Ignoring the movement outside, Ares immersed himself in cleaning up the dusty tree house and changed the layout of the room.

Adonis sat on the edge of the bed.He wanted to help, but was pushed back by Ares twice when he stood up, so he sat there quietly looking at his lover, watching him clumsily doing things.

After finally tidying up the room, Ares wiped the sweat on his forehead with his fingers, feeling that it was more tiring than fighting.He breathed a sigh of relief and told Adonis to go to bed again.

Adonis wanted to say something, but Ares felt strong pleasure from his connivance just now. He didn't listen to Adonis's words, and grabbed his lover's shoulders and pushed him down on the bed.

His movements looked tough, but in reality they were extremely gentle.After crushing the man, he still pressed his hands on the shoulders of the plant god, and without getting up, he said, "Okay, okay, go to sleep."

This style of speaking is very familiar.Every time Ares refused to sleep and pestered Adonis to discuss tactics, the patient plant god would say these words helplessly and dotingly.

Adonis froze for a moment, then laughed.The laughter vibrated in his chest, and the viscera that he had finally relieved began to hurt again.But his eyebrows are stretched and joyful.

His voice was also smiling, like the wind in early spring, gently brushing Ares' cheeks: "Aris, you should let me take a bath. So many things happened today, look at me You're in a mess, with blood on your body, it doesn't seem suitable for such a hasty sleep, right?"

Ares froze for a moment, momentarily speechless.

Adonis saw his reaction and smiled deeper.

How could his Ares be so cute.

Only he knows that he is so cute.

A bit of vermilion climbed up to God of War's ears, and met Adonis' soft eyes, his eyes dodged again and again, but his back was straight, and he said in a rough voice: "You are a wounded patient, don't worry about it so much, just pay it off." Give it to me, listen to me!"

Adonis couldn't help laughing, and said, "Okay, listen to you... um." His eyes widened, watching his lover, who was irritated by his laughter, put his soft lips on his gagged.

The god of war, who became angry from embarrassment, really thought of a good way.Now the clean plant god didn't care about washing or not. He grabbed his lover's clothes and pressed her into his arms.Emotionally respond to the lover's kiss, and convey full love to him.

While lips and teeth intertwined, Ares, who never concealed himself, showed an obsessed look.

He is a fighting god of war, and there are not many rumors about him in the world.The most widely spread is that he has to eat blood every day to eat, and he dances when he smells blood.

Ares kept thinking, that's not God of War, but a lunatic.

He likes the feeling of blood, but he doesn't like the smell of blood like rust.

but……

If it was Adonis' kiss, even the smell of blood mixed with it would be sweet.

Ares narrowed his eyes, showing a satisfied expression.