Dantalion
innocence died screaming
honey, ask me, I should know
honey, ask me, I should know
"Good," Danta mumbles, the word muffled against the side of Asta's neck. For the Maverick's part, he's already leeching the familiar warmth and comfort from their close proximity such that it has his eyes growing heavy, and it's with a lazily raised brow that he reminds himself to listen properly to what the other man is saying.
"Oh?" He smirks. "Oh, that's right." Belatedly he remembers what became of Astaroth's other bedmates, though even Danta isn't sure how many those might be. "Well, if you get the urge to resort to your usual methods, I would thank you not to bother." Grinning, his hand sneaks up to cover Asta's, both to guide his fingers over the marks left behind, but also to prevent him from poking and prodding at them.
"Those are going to be sore," he notes, sounding a touch proud about it.
"Oh?" He smirks. "Oh, that's right." Belatedly he remembers what became of Astaroth's other bedmates, though even Danta isn't sure how many those might be. "Well, if you get the urge to resort to your usual methods, I would thank you not to bother." Grinning, his hand sneaks up to cover Asta's, both to guide his fingers over the marks left behind, but also to prevent him from poking and prodding at them.
"Those are going to be sore," he notes, sounding a touch proud about it.
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.
