in space the stars are no nearer; just glitters, like a morgue
It's on the table, but whether it's achieveable is entirely up to Astaroth, though Danta soon becomes aware that the other man is in it to win it. Soon rendered silent by the brutal pace and the slap of skin against skin, at first Danta can only offer his encouragement in clipped curses or hushed whispers that break into moans.
"Gods, just like that--" he praises just as Asta's hand slips between them, the Maverick's head tipping back to inadvertently expose his throat.
"Fuck, you feel so good," he hisses, almost making it sound resentful, and though they aren't exactly in a rush - not like the last time - that's not to say that the other man isn't doing a thorough job at teasing him closer to his climax in record time.
"Gods, just like that--" he praises just as Asta's hand slips between them, the Maverick's head tipping back to inadvertently expose his throat.
"Fuck, you feel so good," he hisses, almost making it sound resentful, and though they aren't exactly in a rush - not like the last time - that's not to say that the other man isn't doing a thorough job at teasing him closer to his climax in record time.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
