// as long as there's bread and as long as there's an appetite //
The towel is tossed somewhere but where isn’t any of Astaroth’s concern. If anything, he’s contently focused on Danta’s haughty answer, lips quirking into an amused little smirk as he does indulge the other man in spite of himself, leaning in right when Danta’s chin lifts, soft lips pressing gentle kisses along the biggest of the bruises, the one that sparks in the hollow of the other man’s throat, before he trails a variety of more soft kisses to the next one on the side of his neck.
It's enough time to hear the demand, and he huffs a breathy laugh against Danta’s neck as he withdraws and gives him a somewhat skeptical look. It’s one that fades quickly as Astaroth’s arms wind around the Maverick, lifting him enough to twist so Danta doesn’t have to try and see if his legs can work, because the butcher’s already focused on a specific chest in his room that harbors a little stash of goodies.
Most notably, the wine stashed away in there, nice and cool and with a label that seems to suggest it may have a smoky note to it. And when he returns, it’s with a couple of goblets and the bottle in hand, and the full intention of continuing to apologize to Danta over and over again for the rest of the night.
- FIN <333
It's enough time to hear the demand, and he huffs a breathy laugh against Danta’s neck as he withdraws and gives him a somewhat skeptical look. It’s one that fades quickly as Astaroth’s arms wind around the Maverick, lifting him enough to twist so Danta doesn’t have to try and see if his legs can work, because the butcher’s already focused on a specific chest in his room that harbors a little stash of goodies.
Most notably, the wine stashed away in there, nice and cool and with a label that seems to suggest it may have a smoky note to it. And when he returns, it’s with a couple of goblets and the bottle in hand, and the full intention of continuing to apologize to Danta over and over again for the rest of the night.
- FIN <333
Astaroth
// as long as everyone you need is stepping in line, you are camouflaged //
