Falling for War (BWWM-MYTHOLOGY)

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(Aphrodite in pic)

The warmth of the sunlight floated through the window as Aphrodite stared out at her beautiful realm.  She couldn't admire its beauty today however, she was too consumed with rage. She paced back in forth in her chambers  fuming, her long painted fingernails dug into the cup of wine she held as she gulped it excessively; trying to drown out the fire building in her chest

How dare he disrespect and discard her like that?

For a Mortal of all people!

 How insulting!

She growled low and gulped down more wine. The effects hardly did anything to calm her fury

"Who denied you this time?"

The voice at her door startled Aphrodite almost making her drop her wine

Aphrodite scowled at the uninvited visitor as they sauntered over unperturbed by her obvious anger

Athena

Not many knew Athena and her were friends. Not the closest but they shared many things in common even with their many differences

There desire to be free to love whomever they wanted among those shared  things

"You only ever drink so..heavily when your are upset. And the only ones who ever upset you are one of your lovers"

"Your brother"  Aphrodite sneered her annoyance and ire raising again just thinking about him

Aphrodite hated whenever she was rejected it burned across her skin like hot coals. She needed devotion and love to thrive. She was the goddess of love after all. Centuries of being fawned over desired and lusted after made her feel invincible and irresistible.

 Her ego took a hit each time someone denied wanting her. And as such she always kept tight reigns over all her lovers. Feeding their love and obsession for her carefully. 

Ares though, he was more than a lover to Aphrodite. She had hoped to one day be rid of her dreadful husband and make him her own officially. He was the best lover she had ever known. Which is why he had been her favorite and her longest relationship opposite her husband.

 He was a primal cold male, but his raw masculinity called to her on a deep level. She loved his fierce intensity and dominating aggressiveness. In bed it was particularly amazing

Aphrodite's anger resurfaced when she once again thought of how easily and coldly he dismissed her. Her head began to ache with the wine and the thoughts constantly running amok

Athens laughter brought her out of her musings

"My brother? Why am i not surprised. What did he do this time"  she asked coolly 

Aphrodite considered whether she should tell her. they had a decent camaraderie but it was no secret that she hated Ares and worshiped her father; well used to until recently

"He ended us" she said sighing sadly as she moving to pour herself more wine

Athena looked in shock the first true emotion showing since she arrived

"Truly?"

Aphrodite let out a bitter chuckle

"Yes and.... for a mortal servant of all people can you believe that. She was sitting on his bed as if she belonged there when i visited him" She hissed with indignation

Her teeth gnashed as she recalled how the dark skin mortal woman  sat atop his bed. Her flushed face and hair mused, looking like Ares had already had his way with her. Like he used to with her not so long ago