// there's shadows on the walls //
”I don’t think that’s the threat you think it is.” Danta chuckles to himself; after all, Asta getting himself sorted out before the Maverick is forced to ask him about it is only going to benefit them both. Luckily (for the butcher), he’s rolling over before he can properly see Danta’s smug smile, and it takes little effort for him to melt himself against Asta’s back. Shifting to nuzzle against the crook of his neck, his arms wind back around him much as they had done when they were on the ground.
”Fine,” he echoes, the smirk audible in his voice and his lips warm against the other man’s throat. ”Sorry if I fall asleep again, by the way. Give me an elbow if you need anything.” Already obscenely comfortable beneath the blankets and with the butcher’s heat kindling against him, Danta realises he’ll soon be fighting a losing battle against sleep.
”And if you drop off, that’s fine too. Even if you end up waking up again,” he adds.
”Fine,” he echoes, the smirk audible in his voice and his lips warm against the other man’s throat. ”Sorry if I fall asleep again, by the way. Give me an elbow if you need anything.” Already obscenely comfortable beneath the blankets and with the butcher’s heat kindling against him, Danta realises he’ll soon be fighting a losing battle against sleep.
”And if you drop off, that’s fine too. Even if you end up waking up again,” he adds.
Dantalion
// of moments far too troubling to recall //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
