// you knew who I was //
Flushed to the tips of his ears and wanting to simultaneously tear another pillow to feathers and fluff and simultaneously lavish Astaroth in kisses, Danta can hopefully be forgiven for his momentary lack of eloquence. It's early (and so this won't last long, despite his best efforts), he might still be a bit tipsy, and this is all entirely too much, so sue him. At least he has experience to fall back on, though the other man's shifting body does drag a breathless moan from his throat.
In response Danta's hips begin to move in earnest, Asta's voice reaching him from somewhere that feels far away, though it's enough for him to huff out a laugh. "Since the Spire," he admits, gently nipping at the other man's throat and smiling a kiss against the abused skin as if in apology.
Regrettably that's the extent of his conversational skills at present; hissing a curse and shifting to grasp at the other man's thigh with one hand, he's fully focused on the moment.
In response Danta's hips begin to move in earnest, Asta's voice reaching him from somewhere that feels far away, though it's enough for him to huff out a laugh. "Since the Spire," he admits, gently nipping at the other man's throat and smiling a kiss against the abused skin as if in apology.
Regrettably that's the extent of his conversational skills at present; hissing a curse and shifting to grasp at the other man's thigh with one hand, he's fully focused on the moment.
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
