She Thinks Your Tractor's Sexy

Ashmedai wasn't thrilled with waiting. It wasn't like he called on dear old dad very often. For all Valentine knew, Ashmedai could be- uh- actually, he couldn't think of what would really get a rise out of Valen these days. Eventually the old fuck crawled out of his den and asked what Ash had for him- stopping midway through to ogle at Zora before finishing his question. Ah, yes, a good catch. Ash let his lopsided smile become coy, "Now I'm not telling you what or who to do or not do, but this lovely lady has all the love in the world to share and honestly I'm all loved out from the party last night."

It was mostly the truth. He was all "loved out," but mostly he had a bad hangover now that he wished to go and drink away. In all clarity, this girl deserved someone good and Ash was SURE Valentine could sort that out. "I'll tell Tyr she's in the pack so just treat her nice and make sure she leaves safely, mmkay? I've gotta go nurse the pounding in my head so I'll leave the gift-giving to you." He nodded firmly, leaving no room to Valentine to protest- not that he was sure he would- before he turned and sauntered off. He didn't really want his mind to linger on what they'd do so the sooner he left, the better.

-exit-