Ares' POV
I ask him, my thumb coming up to trace his lips softly as he inhales sharply to answer.
"To behave." He breaths out and I hum my affirmation.
"And behave you did. You were such a good boy today, Thomas. I think you deserve a reward, don't you?" I ask him, lowering my head to trace a whisper of kisses along his neck and collar bone, his body shivering when my nose scrapes his sensitive spot on his neck, where my teeth would, hopefully, soon be buried.
"Y-yes, sir." He answers through a moan and I grin into his neck before placing a small kiss.
"Go shower good for me, make it quick so I can give it to you then." I tell him, leaning up and standing back so he can rise off the bed. He stares at me stunned for a moment, his eyes devouring my erection before I clear my throat and he startles, scrambling off the bed to head into the shower, the door slamming in his excitement.
