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Ever wanted to turn around and face Ares, to look at him, but she was afraid that if she did that, she'd lose her nerve. She was afraid she'd chicken out like she did the first time she saw Ares.

It was the first time her mothers had brought her to Mt. Olympus. Ever had only existed for a couple weeks, and her mothers wanted to introduce her to Zeus. Her mothers and Zeus would tell her what her mission would be.

When they had arrived at Olympus, Ever had seen the God of War right beside Zeus's throne, talking with him. Ever had stared at Ares with wide eyes full of amazement. The God was very attractive, and he could actually wear all leather without appearing ridiculous. He looked far from ridiculous, actually. Ever was smitten instantly. She hadn't spoken to him that day. She had barely even looked at him for fear that she would lose herself to him completely.

Her mothers, while educating her about the different Gods, had told her about Ares. They had told her of his arrogance, of his high sexual needs. He had bedded many of the Furies, and while her mothers would not go into details, the intensity that had appeared in their eyes when they spoke of him was all the confirmation Ever needed. To affect a Fury like that was truly remarkable.

Of course, on a later date when she had spoken with Ares, his arrogance had immediately turned her off and pissed her off. But no one could look at Ares, even knowing how much of an a** he was, and not find him attractive. Even some men found him attractive. He was a God, after all. It was ironic that many people considered his exact opposite was the goddess Aphrodite, Goddess of Love, and Ares had just as many people falling in lust with him as she did.

And now, with Ares' hands touching her the way they were and his lips so close to her neck, her attraction to him came flooding back. And it wasn't just his looks that attracted her. Even though it was insane, that arrogance that pissed her off also made him more attractive to her.

Hell! She was so tired of thinking. That's all she had done today since she hadn't meditated. She usually just reacted on instinct. So, she should just do that now.

Biting her lower lip, Ever lifted her hands and dragged them slowly, carefully down her torso until her fingers brushed up and over Ares' fingers. Holding her breath, she finally moved her hands until they were on top of Ares' completely.

She flipped her head just slightly so that her hair was out of her eyes and said softly with a hint of humor in her voice, "I never said I was unsure of what I wanted Ares. I've always known what I want."

Ever gasped as Ares pulled her back against his solid body and then sighed as his lips finally brushed against her neck. She felt a sensation of electricity shooting from his lips to her neck. Seeing as she had never felt a man's lips against her body, she didn't know if this was natural or if it was something special that came from the God of War. She had a feeling it was more of the latter.

Her hands gripped Ares'. They were still on her waist and she couldn't bring herself to move her hands anywhere else at the moment. Though she always had wanted to know what his gorgeous hair felt like.

Ever breathed in sharply in shock as Ares spun her around to face him. She had a moment to look at his face, to look into his dark, sparkling eyes, before his lips pressed against hers. Her eyebrows raised in surprise to feel his lips against hers. She gasped into his mouth and finally allowed her hands to drift up and tangle in his hair. She was cautious at first, gentle, but then her fingers dug in harder and pulled his mouth closer to hers.

In the back of her mind, though, she couldn't help but realize the irony of the situation. This was all completely new to Ever. She was experiencing her first kiss and... other things... with a God, a God she usually despised. But Ares, he had done this with other Furies and other Gods before. This was nothing new to him. She was sure that the passion and abandonment of a Fury and the passion of the God of War was always this explosive. Unfortunately, it probably wasn't that new to Ares and he was just seeing her as another crazy Fury he could bed.

Ever reached back with one her hands as Ares pushed her further back against the shelf. When her hand brushed against one of the shelves, she fumbled until her hand was on top of the shelf and she pushed herself up so that her legs were now wrapped around Ares' waist and she was closer to him.

Her head was also just a slightly bit higher than his was now. So, with the hand that had just used to prop herself up against Ares, she placed it against Ares' jaw and separated their lips just for a few brief moments. Then, with an intense-but-still-confused look given to Ares, she tilted his head up and then brushed her lips against his very lightly, teasingly. Her breathing was becoming labored and she gasped against his lips. Maybe he wasn't used to someone holding back a little bit. Maybe that would make her stand out in his mind, if nothing else.

Ever gasped into Ares' mouth when he pressed her even more into the bookshelf and against his body. She was trapped on both sides, and while she normally hated that feeling, she absolutely loved it now. There wasn't much room for her to move now, but that didn't keep Ares' body from pressing her even further into the shelf. There would probably be a red spot on her back later. Oh well. Not like anyone but her would see it, and it might serve as a nice reminder...

Ever moved her hands from Ares' jaw and his hair and quickly moved them down to his chest. She ran her fingers across the textured leather vest he wore, and then dragged them to the buttons on his vest. She tugged at them and tried to undo them quickly. She wasn't exactly the patient type.

Lin's body already began to react positively to the change in environment, as if it already knew it was home. And the atomsphere around the school was so calming and relaxing.

Lin sighed in Ophiuchus's arms and turned her body more into him, into his chest. She tucked her arms into her own chest and curled into her professor's strong and safe chest.

Ophiuchus followed Arielle into the infirmary, taking in the grand architecture of Bai Ching. It was a magnificent school. These girls were very privileged - for most of Ophiuchus's life, girls had not been allowed to go to school. A little ironic, considering who he had learned his white magic from.

He watched Lin curl up, and his white magic flared up. Why, he wasn't sure, but it was probably just to release some of the stress of controlling such vast amounts of magic. His aura was probably one of the strongest on the campus.

When they entered the infirmary, Meimei instantly popped a hand out of her office doors. "One moment, dearies," she said, her voice floating out. After she came out, a young student, blushing and staring at the ground followed, then scrambled out of the room, holding her bag to herself. She, of course, had noticed Ophiuchus and Lin, and the word would likely spread soon that a man had carried Lin into the school.

Meimei smiled at Arielle and Ophiuchus, then looked at Lin. She motioned Ophiuchus to put Lin on a cot before she turned to the two. "Now what exactly seems to be the matter with poor Lin here?" She didn't question why Lin was suddenly back at Bai Ching when she was supposed to be learning at Mystic Fountain.

Arielle couldn't answer that for herself, as she truly didn't know all the facts, so she looked towards Ophiuchus, and Meimei mimicked her.