Since I'm an angel, can I sit atop your Yule tree? *Slurrs an intoxicated Val, smirking stupidly, honey eyes half lidded, a bottle of Asgardian mead grasped loosely in her cloed fist. Thinking her sexual innuendo clever in her state.*
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(I figure the only way she ask him that outloud, if she were drunk. So, here's an inebriated Valkyrie for Yuletide, you're welcome. ๐๐ฌ๐)
He holds his door open all the wider to allow her through.
"When you've burnt off enough of that mead to convince me you can stay balanced on my tree, your majesty, that position is all yours."
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