DISCLAIMER:
The characters belong to Studios USA and Renaissance Pictures and were used without permission. No copyright infringement was intended and no money was made.

WARNING:
This story contains explicit descriptions of male/male sexual relations and bdsm.

This story, if it could be called such, was inspired by the Alice Cooper song "Poison". It just screamed at me to write a piece. I included the lyrics at the end, for those not familiar with the song. I might build this into a bigger story, not sure yet. This is slash, the characters and the lyrics are not mine.

You can also find some of Kitkat's stories at her site caesarkat's Home Page.

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Poison
by Kitkat

Strife ran a cautious hand over the chain of bites that lined his neck. He could have easily healed himself, but he couldn't erase the marks on his soul. Things had been going well, for once, Ares was almost pleased with him. Then that accursed mortal had to shatter everything with his seemingly innocent question.

"Why do you put up with him?"

His soft voice bounced off the walls of his mind. The afternoon was permanently in his memory. The Halls of War were unusually empty, only Ares and his nephew could be seen. Ares sat on his throne, gloriously nude, a wriggling, equally nude Strife laying across his lap. Ares' hand was flying, delivering slap after slap, bringing a rosy shade to Strife's pale derriere. Without warning or preparation, Strife was roughly brought up and impaled on Ares' throbbing cock. Ignoring the pain, he began to ride the War God, knowing any hesitation would bring more punishment, or worse, in his opinion, abandonment. Ares' mouth was fiercely branding the light skin, angry teeth marks rising quickly. Strife's hands gripped the back of the throne, using all his concentration to keep as quiet as possible. Ares did not like him to shout, so he didn't shout. He learned that lesson well.

Ares came with a husky groan, spurting into Strife's sore ass. Pushing the godling off him, Ares dressed. Without a word, he disappeared. Strife dressed as well, and was about to leave the Halls when he saw him. It had been awhile, but the eyes were still the same. Iolaus.

"What in Tartarus are you doing here?" Strife demanded.

"Actually, I'd been thinking about you these past few weeks, so I wanted to see you. That's all. Not everyone always has some sort of evil plan." The smirk gracing the hunter's face reminded Strife of long ago nights in a stable loft. The god walked across the room, gingerly, in deference to his still aching body.

"Why do you put up with him? You are a god, after all. Surely, you don't need him."

A mortal had never been so wrong in all the millennia Strife had been among them. He needed Ares. He needed him too much. The pain, the pleasure, hatred, love, everything he was, wrapped up in the complex relationship he had with Ares. He knew Ares didn't really care about him, Strife was merely a release for his pleasure. Another outlet for the cruelty of War. From the sting of his hands, the razor sharpness of his tongue, Ares ensnared Strife, keeping him prisoner in the most complete of ways. He made Strife love the pain. The godling curled up a little tighter as a single tear escaped, as he whispered a plea to the Fates.

"I love you, Ares."

The End

can you tell I had a bad day, or what?

Poison
Alice Cooper

Your cruel device
Your blood, like ice
One look could kill
My pain, your thrill
I want to love you but I better not touch (Don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison, I don't want to break these chains
Your mouth, so hot
Your web, I'm caught
Your skin, so wet
Black lace on sweat
I hear you calling and it's needles and pins (And pins)
I want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
Don't want to touch you but
You're under my skin (Deep in)
I want to kiss you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison, I don't wanna break these chains
Poison
One look could kill
My pain, your thrill
I want to love you but I better not touch (Don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison, I don't wanna break these chains
Poison
I want to love you but I better not touch (Don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison, yeah
I don't want to break these chains
Poison, oh no
Runnin' deep inside my veins,
Burnin' deep inside my veins
It's poison
I don't wanna break these chains
Poison