Ares hissed through his teeth, his hand flying to her hair, gripping Emerald tight as her wet, warm lips wrapped around the tip of cock.
She sucked him slowly, deliberately, tongue swirling around the head.
"Fuck," he muttered. "I didn't know you were so good at this."
She pulled back, licking her lips with a smug glint in her eyes. "What? I can't have a secret skill or two?"
Ares groaned, his grip on her hair tightening. "Stop teasing, little wolf. Or you're gonna pay."
Emerald grinned, taking him back into her mouth.
Her hands gripped his hips, her thumbs digging into the crease of his thighs as her head bobbed up and down, her lips sliding over his length.
His fingers tightened in her hair.
Ares was breathing hard, his whole body tensing. His hands were shaking.
Emerald pulled back again, releasing him from her mouth. She licked her lips, savouring his taste, and glanced up to find Ares watching her with dark eyes.
"Enjoying the show?"
"Yes," he growled.
