Dantalion
but you can't be free
Leaning into the fingers in his hair and grazing along crystalline horns, Danta growls something inaudible against the hollow of Sunjata's throat, letting his full weight sink against the Flood. Given that he's already very pleased to see the other man, this only serves to provide more friction between them, and fangs nip very gently along the Flood's collarbone. "Wars are overrated," he rumbles, his free hand slipping down between them to unfasten Sunjata's pants.
It's at this point that Danta has to decide between impatience and indulgence, and the latter wins out - just. Huffing a breath along the other man's chest, he shifts to glide himself down the length of Sunjata's body, dragging at his clothes to rid him of them - who needs them in this heat anyway.
It's at this point that Danta has to decide between impatience and indulgence, and the latter wins out - just. Huffing a breath along the other man's chest, he shifts to glide himself down the length of Sunjata's body, dragging at his clothes to rid him of them - who needs them in this heat anyway.
'cause I'm selfish, I'm obscene
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
