All In His Head
This 1-part story is dedicated to @_nymphomaniac for inspiring me with her absolutely beautiful story, which moved me to tears. It is my submission for the 'Untouched' writing contest.
"Ariel," he mumbled...tossing and turning in his sleep. "Ariel..."
Ares jolted awake from his restless slumber, from his tossing and turning and thrashing, his entire body drenched, covered in a thin layer of sweat. His lip trembled as the images from his dream crashed into the forefront of his memory like a tidal wave, and he groaned as he tried to chase the images of him making sweet to Ariel, but if anything they only got more persistent, the focus sharpening in his foggy sleep-deprived mind and ridding him of the little piece he had.