Dantalion
innocence died screaming
honey, ask me, I should know
honey, ask me, I should know
Used, fucked, had, taken - it certainly does seem as though Astaroth holds all the cards here, but the dark satisfaction in Danta's blue eyes (an expression that the butcher regrettably doesn't have sight of; perhaps a mirror on the wall or the ceiling?) suggests very much otherwise. Even so, the pleasure-pain of tight fingers in his hair and the way he knows his thighs and hips will ache deliciously in the days to come is enough to entice him towards climax even without taking into account the brutish thrust of the other man's cock.
Not that Danta is in any position to discount that either, of course.
"Fuck, I'm gonna--" It's not a sentence he can finish, one of his hands leaving the sheets to slip between his thighs so he might stroke an almost feverish rhythm along his cock. "Fuck, Asta--"
His hips roll back hard into the other man even as pleasure erupts outwards, Danta moaning the butcher's praises (and perhaps even a few curses) as his orgasm seizes him with electric fingers and ruthless abandon.
Not that Danta is in any position to discount that either, of course.
"Fuck, I'm gonna--" It's not a sentence he can finish, one of his hands leaving the sheets to slip between his thighs so he might stroke an almost feverish rhythm along his cock. "Fuck, Asta--"
His hips roll back hard into the other man even as pleasure erupts outwards, Danta moaning the butcher's praises (and perhaps even a few curses) as his orgasm seizes him with electric fingers and ruthless abandon.
I slithered here from Eden
just to sit outside your door
just to sit outside your door
Table base by Skylark
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
