// up above so, up above so quiet //
“I am perfectly fine, darling.” He drawls, content to settle with Danta’s lips pressed into his throat. His head tilts a little, horns pressing against the pillows as he angles enough to not cause a cascade of feathers to bloom from them like last time. “I’m simply too comfortable to care.” He murmurs after a second, as if the explanation works well enough and won’t spark more questions.
Like since when have you ever been comfortable enough to not care?
Anyway, Danta will feel the tug of the smile that blossoms at the mention of the dome to keep snow out, like the exact opposite of a snow globe, and his tail tightens in a small amount of delight as his arms do the same. “That sounds brilliant.” Finding support easily in anything that keeps them safe and comfortable, especially with the threat they’re faced with.
Like since when have you ever been comfortable enough to not care?
Anyway, Danta will feel the tug of the smile that blossoms at the mention of the dome to keep snow out, like the exact opposite of a snow globe, and his tail tightens in a small amount of delight as his arms do the same. “That sounds brilliant.” Finding support easily in anything that keeps them safe and comfortable, especially with the threat they’re faced with.
Astaroth
// down below so, down below so violent //
