Yeah, I'm in the huntin' business. Not particularly the killing and maiming scenario. More of the kick back and gather information kinda' gig.I did die. Not really a thing I wanna repeat. I went and came back from my own Heaven. I miss the shit out of it.
It's all cool, though. I drink beer all day and buzz through complex equations while surfing the net for anythin' strange.
It's a damn good life.
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Ash smiles softly. “No worries, darlin’.” He kneels on the bed, placing the beer on the bedside table, then crawls over her. “I got you.” He kisses her softly. “We’re goin’ at your pace here.”
Pala wraps her arm around his waist, pulling him closer to kiss him again. “It’s been so lonely,” she whispers, and the kiss becomes deeper with the Impala’s need.
Ash lowers himself down, resting on his elbows. His chest aches at the thought of her by herself, and how much he’s missed her.
Pala smiles up at him, running a hand through his hair. “You’re too sweet.”
She starts unbuttoning his brand new shirt, leaving kisses on all the newly exposed skin.
Ash makes a pleased noise in the back of his throat, threading a hand through Pala’s hair. He sit up, shucking his shirt off and throwing behind him, sliding a hand under Pala’s shirt to rub her smooth stomach.
“Darlin’,” he says lowly, moving his head down to her stomach. “I am gonna worship you tonight.”
@kaz-2y5-67
Ash smiles softly. “No worries, darlin’.” He kneels on the bed, placing the beer on the bedside table, then crawls over her. “I got you.” He kisses her softly. “We’re goin’ at your pace here.”
Pala wraps her arm around his waist, pulling him closer to kiss him again. “It’s been so lonely,” she whispers, and the kiss becomes deeper with the Impala’s need.
Ash lowers himself down, resting on his elbows. His chest aches at the thought of her by herself, and how much he’s missed her.
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She gasps, and breathes in the sweet scent. “Thanks, baby. No ones ever given me flowers before,” she kisses him again and runs a hand through his hair. “Although, there was probably good reason for that. Can we take this inside? I’ve got somethin for you.” she purrs.
Ash’s grin turns roguish. “That right? I love surprises.” He runs a thumb over her bottom lip. “I still got a few good ones up my sleeve.”
Pala pulls away teasingly, smiling seductively and walking back into the motel room, leaving Ash alone in the dark.
She flicks off the TV and makes herself comfortable on the bed, waiting for him with the case of beer in her lap and her shirt half unbuttoned.
Ash follows after her, heart racing for whatever’s in store. He sees Pala on the bed, with a case of his favorite beer on her lap and a sultry smile on her face.
“I think I like this surprise,” he says, closing the door behind him and already taking off his boots.
“Hmm I thought you would. What do we do now? Ya know I’m still new to all this… stuff.” She tries to look innocent, but it probably isn’t convincing. She did live with Dean Winchester for a good long time, it’s hard to be legitimately innocent after that.
But considering that she’s never “been” with a guy herself, and the most her and Ash had ever gotten to was some rather handsey making out in a parking lot, she’s still a little nervous for what comes next. She can push it down, though, because she wants this, and nerves be damned.
Ash smiles softly. “No worries, darlin’.” He kneels on the bed, placing the beer on the bedside table, then crawls over her. “I got you.” He kisses her softly. “We’re goin’ at your pace here.”
@kaz-2y5-67
She gasps, and breathes in the sweet scent. “Thanks, baby. No ones ever given me flowers before,” she kisses him again and runs a hand through his hair. “Although, there was probably good reason for that. Can we take this inside? I’ve got somethin for you.” she purrs.
Ash’s grin turns roguish. “That right? I love surprises.” He runs a thumb over her bottom lip. “I still got a few good ones up my sleeve.”
Pala pulls away teasingly, smiling seductively and walking back into the motel room, leaving Ash alone in the dark.
She flicks off the TV and makes herself comfortable on the bed, waiting for him with the case of beer in her lap and her shirt half unbuttoned.
Ash follows after her, heart racing for whatever’s in store. He sees Pala on the bed, with a case of his favorite beer on her lap and a sultry smile on her face.
“I think I like this surprise,” he says, closing the door behind him and already taking off his boots.
@kaz-2y5-67
She gasps, and breathes in the sweet scent. “Thanks, baby. No ones ever given me flowers before,” she kisses him again and runs a hand through his hair. “Although, there was probably good reason for that. Can we take this inside? I’ve got somethin for you.” she purrs.
Ash’s grin turns roguish. “That right? I love surprises.” He runs a thumb over her bottom lip. “I still got a few good ones up my sleeve.”
@kaz-2y5-67
As soon as Ash got off the phone, he rushed to his truck, almost catching his foot in the door while he started her up.
He had written down the address Pala had given him, but he had to make a quick stop before heading over to the hotel.
~~~
It had just turned dark as Ash finally saw the glowing sign. He grins to himself, parking his truck and shutting her off. He remembers to grab his gift before he slipped out of the vehicle.
Leaning against the door, he pulls out his phone, and dials.
Pala lays on top of the scratchy motel sheets, staring at the TV showing yet another ad for Casa Erotica 13, but not really paying attention. She’s been in all day, not finding any news that might tell her where the boys are.
Her cell rings on the nightstand, and she almost knocks over the 6-pack of Ash’s favorite beer (with a bow ties on it) when she quickly reaches to grab it.
She answers without even looking to see who’s calling. “Hey. You get lost, honey?”
Ash grins at the sound of her voice. “Little bit. Hard ta see out here.”
He hears the cheesy music and the fake moans coming from her room, and holds in a snort. “Hey, you mind coming outside so I can see you, darlin’? You can be my beacon.”
Pala laughs a little. “Think I can do that. I’ll be right out.”
She swings her legs off the bed, hanging up and stashing the phone in the back pocket of her jeans before stopping at the bathroom mirror quickly to fix her hair a little. She’s been wearing Dean’s Zepplin shirt for days, it’s probably pretty gross by now. She pulls it off, buttoning up the first plaid thing she grabs, and heading for the door.
She smiles and leans against the door frame when she sees Ash waiting outside.
Ash grins crookedly, slipping his phone in his pocket and winks, hiding his gift behind his back. “Howdy, darlin’.”
Ash had actually gotten cleaned up, shaving his scruff and taming his wild head of hair. His shirt was clean, with the sleeves still intact and with a pair of unripped jeans.
Pala makes a point of checking him out. “Well don’t you look nice?” she walks over to him, barefoot, and kisses him. “Sorry I’m not exactly cleaned up myself, haven’t exactly had a chance to go shopping lately.”
Ash brings a hand up, cupping Pala’s cheek as he kisses her again, rubbing his thumb along her cheekbone as he sucks lightly on her bottom lip.
“Missed the hell outta you, Pala,” he breathes, pulling back. His eyes twinkle as he pulls out his gift; a bouquet of pink, red, and yellow roses. “Wasn’t sure what color you wanted. Happy Valentine’s Day, darlin’.”
putmeonspeeddial-deactivated201 asked: Well nows a good time as ever. Come on, I'll buy. Even buy ya the first round. -smirks- Seems like you could use it.
Goddamn, I’ve missed you, Ellen.
putmeonspeeddial-deactivated201 asked: -She shakes her head and smiles, hugging him- Well it's good to see ya. You get that tattoo now?
*hugs back, exhaling* Good to see you too, Ellen.
*frowns* Fucker got me possessed ‘for I could go through with it. He “wasn’t in the mood for it”. Dick. I still plan on gettin’ one, though.
@kaz-2y5-67
As soon as Ash got off the phone, he rushed to his truck, almost catching his foot in the door while he started her up.
He had written down the address Pala had given him, but he had to make a quick stop before heading over to the hotel.
~~~
It had just turned dark as Ash finally saw the glowing sign. He grins to himself, parking his truck and shutting her off. He remembers to grab his gift before he slipped out of the vehicle.
Leaning against the door, he pulls out his phone, and dials.
Pala lays on top of the scratchy motel sheets, staring at the TV showing yet another ad for Casa Erotica 13, but not really paying attention. She’s been in all day, not finding any news that might tell her where the boys are.
Her cell rings on the nightstand, and she almost knocks over the 6-pack of Ash’s favorite beer (with a bow ties on it) when she quickly reaches to grab it.
She answers without even looking to see who’s calling. “Hey. You get lost, honey?”
Ash grins at the sound of her voice. “Little bit. Hard ta see out here.”
He hears the cheesy music and the fake moans coming from her room, and holds in a snort. “Hey, you mind coming outside so I can see you, darlin’? You can be my beacon.”
Pala laughs a little. “Think I can do that. I’ll be right out.”
She swings her legs off the bed, hanging up and stashing the phone in the back pocket of her jeans before stopping at the bathroom mirror quickly to fix her hair a little. She’s been wearing Dean’s Zepplin shirt for days, it’s probably pretty gross by now. She pulls it off, buttoning up the first plaid thing she grabs, and heading for the door.
She smiles and leans against the door frame when she sees Ash waiting outside.
Ash grins crookedly, slipping his phone in his pocket and winks, hiding his gift behind his back. “Howdy, darlin’.”
Ash had actually gotten cleaned up, shaving his scruff and taming his wild head of hair. His shirt was clean, with the sleeves still intact and with a pair of unripped jeans.
putmeonspeeddial-deactivated201 asked: What's a.... Twitter? -looks at him strangely-
I don’t even know. He kept babblin’ on about Twitter while hangin’ out with these other guys he called Zak and Aaron. This happened for about a month. Memories’ a bit fuzzy after that.
putmeonspeeddial-deactivated201 asked: Wait wait wait. He cut your hair and painted your nails? -snickers- What color?
Black, thank god. This demon was fuckin’ crazy, crazier than anything I’ve dealt with. He made me get a goddamned twitter! Who gets a twitter?!
putmeonspeeddial-deactivated201 asked: -she stares at him, then starts laughing- I'm sorry for your loss, but things could of gone a different rout. He could of cut someone's head off.
Yeah, I get ya. But still. It took fuckin’ forever to grow it back. *mutters* And to get that damned nail polish off.
OOC:
((I fucking love you, okay?))
@kaz-2y5-67
As soon as Ash got off the phone, he rushed to his truck, almost catching his foot in the door while he started her up.
He had written down the address Pala had given him, but he had to make a quick stop before heading over to the hotel.
~~~
It had just turned dark as Ash finally saw the glowing sign. He grins to himself, parking his truck and shutting her off. He remembers to grab his gift before he slipped out of the vehicle.
Leaning against the door, he pulls out his phone, and dials.
Pala lays on top of the scratchy motel sheets, staring at the TV showing yet another ad for Casa Erotica 13, but not really paying attention. She’s been in all day, not finding any news that might tell her where the boys are.
Her cell rings on the nightstand, and she almost knocks over the 6-pack of Ash’s favorite beer (with a bow ties on it) when she quickly reaches to grab it.
She answers without even looking to see who’s calling. “Hey. You get lost, honey?”
Ash grins at the sound of her voice. “Little bit. Hard ta see out here.”
He hears the cheesy music and the fake moans coming from her room, and holds in a snort. “Hey, you mind coming outside so I can see you, darlin’? You can be my beacon.”