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RE: when you're close to me - Astaroth - 04-11-2025
“[say]When you are good at something, darling, why ever would you stop?[/say]” He asks briefly, before shifting his position with the request from his lover. He very nearly murmurs a no blizzard into the kiss, but he imagines the warm tingle of the sun likely proves it better than he could. So, as the butcher withdraws, swarmed by the heat and the scent of sage and honeysuckle and humidity, it’s with a vibrant smile tugging the corners of his lips.
He clings to the soft and genuine surprise blooming in the Maverick’s beautifully blue gaze, moving to give him room to run his hand along the blades poking up from the side as he shifts to flatten out on the bed, head hung over the side as his antlers push away the blades of grass for him to have a rather upside down view of the mountains.
“[say]A bit of both.[/say]” He confirms, before rolling over and flattening onto his stomach, reaching down to pluck a vibrant purple flower from the grasses the bed has settled into. Turning to give it to Danta, it’s with an almost boyish glimpse in his gaze. “[say]I ventured quite far when I scouted. The mountain range, the hills, and the lake I have seen. Yet the warmth, flowers, and everything else are simply conjured.[/say]” He pauses briefly, cocking his antlered head as he regards Danta, shifting so the long length of his body faces his lover. “[say]Do you like it?[/say]”
RE: when you're close to me - Dantalion - 04-12-2025
Rolling his eyes affectionately - having an answer for everything is something else the butcher is very good at, though he opts not to say as much - Danta props himself up on an elbow to get comfortable in the bed while Asta flops back in the blankets. Smirking to see his antlers spiral back and into the soft haze of grass, he's just settling in to enjoy the view (and not of the mountain range) when the other man suddenly rolls over, only to present him with - of all things - a flower.
Rendered quite speechless, Danta has to resist the urge to utter something like how dare you or reach out to snatch the flower and put it in his mouth; instead, he accepts it with gentle fingers to tuck it safely behind his ear with a quick mutter of thanks and a flush to his cheeks. [say]"I didn't know you had so much beauty in that bloody mind of yours,"[/say] he remarks with a small smile, shifting to face Asta and stretching out among the blankets to admire the play of shadow on the canopy overhead.
[say]"I do,"[/say] he admits with a gentle nod. [say]"Having never seen anything like this before, I really do. Thank you - it's perfect."[/say]
RE: when you're close to me - Astaroth - 04-13-2025
He’d very likely have an answer to Danta’s comment of him having an answer for everything, so it is probably best he doesn’t say it. It gives the butcher time to reach over the side of the bed, fitting his glamour back into place as his horns unfurl and his tail weaves contently behind him as he scrounges through the grasses at the side of the bed, plucking the flower to hand it to Danta.
Truthfully, he does expect Danta to either eat it or burst it into flame. But he’s pleasantly surprised when the Maverick does no such thing, tucking it behind his ear instead as Asta settles, propped up at the foot of the bed on an elbow. “[say]There are many things in this bloody mind of mine.[/say]” He purrs back, letting the smirk play on his face before he swiftly puts it aside to focus on watching Danta watch the shadows as they dance from the movement of the sun and the occasional fluffy cloud.
“[say]You’re welcome, darling.[/say]” Comes the soft hum before he’s shifting again, aiming to blanket his lover. “[say]Would you like to get out of bed to investigate it or shall we continue to lounge?[/say]” He asks as he noses his way in for a kiss to Danta’s chin, then to his jaw, then to his cheek and a jeweled ear, giving him plenty of time to decide and respond. Asta’s content either way, if he wants to curl up and sleep beneath the canopy and gentle sun with the warm, sweet breeze or if he wanted to go for a dip, the butcher’s content either way.
RE: when you're close to me - Dantalion - 04-13-2025
[say]"Mm, don't I know it. I've fallen victim to a few of them before now,"[/say] Danta trills, grinning across at Asta. Sometimes the things in his mind are to the Maverick's benefit, though, so he'll forgive him. Take right now, for instance; Danta has just let his eyes shut to enjoy the way the sun filters through the canopy and onto their bare skin when, quite suddenly, he's being blanketed by the other man again.
Huffing out a surprised laugh, it doesn't take long for him to relax under Asta's weight, letting his arms curl around the other man and his tail coil about his lower leg. [say]"You can't roll on top of me like this and then suggest we get up,"[/say] he protests. That's a resounding I would like to continue to lounge, if you were wondering, Asta.
Preening under the kisses pressed to his cheeks and threading gentle fingers through the other man's hair, he's already obnoxiously nuzzling at the other man as if to get him to relax. [say]"We'll nap some more, and then we'll see how we feel,"[/say] he decides. [say]"We've got all night after all."[/say]
RE: when you're close to me - Astaroth - 04-13-2025
He does often try to balance it out with Danta – finding that rather than being wholly decisive of his decisions that ever since he and the Maverick had gotten close, that he’s swayed some of it in order to either push more adoration onto the other man or to merely be a pain in the ass. Like how he blankets him and is both charming and comfortable as a blanket, but obnoxious in the way he indulges his lover with kisses to map out his face.
“[say]I would be happy to carry the birthday boy.[/say]” He teases softly in between pressing another soft kiss to his cheek. But the answer is the same as Danta’s tail winds around his leg and Asta drops, pressing against Danta more as he lets the weight of his body press against him as he winds his arms around him.
It doesn’t matter either way, and so when he feels Danta nuzzle in quite obnoxiously, the butcher chuckles a deep and delightful sound that breaks into an appreciative sigh with the fingers that thread through his hair. It works, like a dog being pet in just the precise way to draw them toward exhaustion when they wanted nothing more than to run and chase their tail. “[say]That sounds lovely, Danta.[/say]” He hums, tucking his face in against Danta’s neck to press a series of kisses there as the Maverick’s hands continue to run through his dark hair, dragging him very promptly under the call of sleep, curled and wrapped around his lover quite contently.
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