Dantalion
innocence died screaming
honey, ask me, I should know
honey, ask me, I should know
"Catch me in the right mood and you would be amazed at the sort of things I'll invite you to do," Danta croons back, a dark smile curling across his lips. Call it the wine, call it the prolonged game of kiss-chase they've been playing (and not just tonight, either), but suddenly the prospect of being able to get a reaction out of the taller man is almost irresistible.
Almost.
Reaching up - and he's able to, because his hands aren't full - he grasps Asta's jaw in a surprisingly tight grip, leaning in close. "If I leave here with less limbs or flesh than when I came in," he whispers, "you don't have a place to stay any more. How does that sound?" Anything else is fair game, but Danta isn't anyone's snack.
He's the main fucking course.
Almost.
Reaching up - and he's able to, because his hands aren't full - he grasps Asta's jaw in a surprisingly tight grip, leaning in close. "If I leave here with less limbs or flesh than when I came in," he whispers, "you don't have a place to stay any more. How does that sound?" Anything else is fair game, but Danta isn't anyone's snack.
He's the main fucking course.
I slithered here from Eden
just to sit outside your door
just to sit outside your door
Table base by Skylark
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
