you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
"Then I'd better ask for more drugs," Danta mumbles into Ever's mouth, just as he's shoved back against the door hard enough to send a curl of heat directly south. Caged by the aviator in every way that matters in the moment, it's with a soft gasp that he draws back to catch his breath, his fingers busily unbuttoning the other man's shirt. "I'm impressed so far," he says, the words murmured through kisses pressed along Ever's jaw.
"You sure you need my help at all?" It's a joke, the Maverick's smile both audible and something Ever will likely feel against the side of his neck, but as his hands slip against bare skin, he's grabbing at the other man's hips to encourage the press of their bodies, further pinning him between the aviator and the door behind him.
"You sure you need my help at all?" It's a joke, the Maverick's smile both audible and something Ever will likely feel against the side of his neck, but as his hands slip against bare skin, he's grabbing at the other man's hips to encourage the press of their bodies, further pinning him between the aviator and the door behind him.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
