// you knew who I was //
Offering a toothy grin of his own in return - he's far more sober this time around, so Asta can undoubtedly expect at least some level of fuckery throughout this interaction - Danta's fingers continue to softly explore the scar-crossed expanse of the other man's torso, as if searching for places where sensation is still present. "If you were," he drawls, "what would happen next, I wonder?"
Tilting his head and lifting one hand (the sleeve of the butcher's shirt almost covers his fingers) to straighten his tie, Danta bounces his eyebrows. "Would this stay on?" he asks, cold blue eyes dragging down the length of the other man's body. "Would I even stay in this position? I imagine there are a lot of things my smart mouth might be doing in a dream." His hips rock suggestively against the other man's, a silent indication of just where else his lips might be.
Tilting his head and lifting one hand (the sleeve of the butcher's shirt almost covers his fingers) to straighten his tie, Danta bounces his eyebrows. "Would this stay on?" he asks, cold blue eyes dragging down the length of the other man's body. "Would I even stay in this position? I imagine there are a lot of things my smart mouth might be doing in a dream." His hips rock suggestively against the other man's, a silent indication of just where else his lips might be.
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
