I Scored Myself A Mate

Being in someone's head was definitely weird. An observer in some kind of realistic cinema. Ea was just an existence, he was floating, just a big eye that could see and hear everything. That was what it felt like for him being in Ares' head. For the other elf though it was very different, reliving those moments was torturing and that's why he had kept them a secret. He felt embarrassed for who he was and how he was going to get exposed, in the cruelest and more vivid way. 

"I heard someone was causing a ruckus. I guess it was you, bloody elf." A voice was heard. 

It was the first day of Ares' visit to the demonic capital. He had traveled almost everywhere on the veil and this was one of the few spots he had missed. He was restless while traveling, searching for something, a way of leaving that would take the pain away from him. The was had ended just a few years ago, but to him his abduction and the death of his parents, Allias' death were like it happened yesterday. His brother had shut himself in that palace brooding while Ea who was supposed to be his husband was avoiding at every chance he got. That was why he had run away. He had packed his things and as much money he could carry and he had left the palace on a cold winter night. 

At the moment he was at a tavern located on the lower and poorest part of the capital, dead drunk. So drunk he actually saw double. Someone had bumped into him on his way out and as cliché as that sounded he lashed out at him nearly killing him. Many other demons came, not because they wanted to save the man but because they were pissed off that their night was ruined just to be left unconscious on the floor. Ares spit on the floor, blood landing on the wood and looked at the person who was talking to him. He smiled lazily as he stepped on someone's hand. 

"What?" he asked. 

"You did this?" the unknown man asked him. 

"What if I did?"

"I would have to restrain you." The demon said and Ares took a few steps closer. His vision was blurry and he was curious, who would be stupid enough to come and threaten him after such a showcase of power. He stumbled and fell on his arms. The demon held him and Ares looked up, finding out that he was indeed very attractive. He wore a charming smile as he balanced himself and with his bloody lips approached his ear. 

"Restrain me how?" he asked and he felt the man's grip tighten around him. 

"Well, you will have to follow me to find that out." He told him and Ares nodded. He had nothing to lose after all and this handsome stranger seemed to be interested in him. If he spent the night where he lived maybe, he would be able to save some money too. Thankfully the rest of the night was a blur Ares' mind. A very distant image of him being pushed to a bed, groaning and moaning for hours until he had dropped almost bed in Vine's bed. 

The next morning, he woke up finding himself in the stranger's embrace. He didn't even know his name and a raging headache attacked him the moment he opened his eyes. He looked around realizing that he was in a very luxurious room. A king sized bed with dark red sheets, it also had a very beautiful carved roof and curtains around it. Being suddenly curious he sat up and quietly explored the place. In front of the bed was a couch, big enough for two people to comfortably sleep on it made by soft black velvet. The room had low lights, candles actually placed in the walls in the corners of the room which were painted a very deep green color. In the middle of the room stood a white marble bathtub. It was round and simply enormous. Everything in this room seemed to be oversized and his eyes lastly landed on the wooden bar on the side. It even had stools and drinks on top of it. Just one room had everything. 

"You're a prince. You've seen a lot more than that, why are you surprised?" he asked himself when he felt a chill. His gaze focused at the source of the cold and he realized that there was a balcony. Its windows wide open while the curtains danced happily with the wind. Ares was completely naked but that did not stop him the slightest bit from stepping outside. As he faced the whole demonic capital his eyes widened and it didn't take him even a second to realize that the person he had slept the night was not just a random demon.

"That's a good sight to see so early in the morning." He heard the familiar voice from yesterday and turned around. It was the same demon, but now his face and body were much clearer. He had lion ears and a tail! Ares realized as he watched him move his tail behind his back. His body was not fully exposed since he wore a purple robe but it was enough so Ares could notice how well build his body was. The young elf gulped as their eyes met. Had he been that lucky?

"It is actually." He said and smiled proudly, making the demon laugh. "Thanks for last night. I better get going." He told him as he walked inside. The demon though stopped him as he grabbed his arm. 

"Why is an elf like you here?" he asked. He looked intrigued and his eyes couldn't get enough of him. 

"Running away from demons." Ares answered. 

"You're on the wrong place then" 

"Am I?" Ares asked him as he watched him get closer. He grabbed him from his waist and brought him close, kissing him passionately. "You don't even know my name and dare to kiss me?" he asked and the man in front of him grinned. 

"Well, excuse me. I am Vines. May I know your name?" he asked. 

"Ares. My name is Ares."

"Good." Vines said and pushed him onto the bed surprising him. "Now that I know your name I can do much more to you." He said seductively and Ares' heart fluttered. Finally, after all this time he was feeling something and it wasn't just pain.