The next morning had come quickly. Ares had fallen asleep quickly in anticipation, though Lana had joined him. She had kept her distance from him though, letting him fall asleep in peace, but in the morning she had woken him up by nibbling on his ear and whispering in his ear. Her breath had tickled his ears, and very quickly he was up, in more ways than one.
He glared at her and then summoned some water above her head, causing her to fall back as she shook her head. Before Ares could be enamoured by the sight of her wet hair traipse down her face and neck, he escaped her and found solace with Jorgan.
"Are oxfolk horny all the time?" Ares sighed and shook his head, before Jorgan responded without missing a beat.
"They are twice as horny as any of us." He replied back.
