// as long as there's bread and as long as there's an appetite //
Having absolutely zero qualms with where Danta chooses to arrange himself, he settles more comfortably feeling the weight of the blonde settle on him. His hand is easily grabbed and inspected and he relaxes finally to let him pull open his fingers and twist his hand this way and that. His knuckles are bruised, there’s scuffs to his wrist, but other than that no other damage at present.
“A bit, but, more so from the other place that captured me. Before I learned.” He sighs, opening his eyes to look at Danta. “She was more upset that I killed him after torturing him, I think. That the ‘enforcer’ was doing the most horrific things.” Rolling his eyes he settles again and lets his other hand rest on Danta’s thigh, stroking along the smooth skin.
Nodding in response, his nose wrinkles. “I told her essentially the same.” He can’t see her becoming like them because there was no point to drive her to that edge that he and Danta had met time and time again.
“A bit, but, more so from the other place that captured me. Before I learned.” He sighs, opening his eyes to look at Danta. “She was more upset that I killed him after torturing him, I think. That the ‘enforcer’ was doing the most horrific things.” Rolling his eyes he settles again and lets his other hand rest on Danta’s thigh, stroking along the smooth skin.
Nodding in response, his nose wrinkles. “I told her essentially the same.” He can’t see her becoming like them because there was no point to drive her to that edge that he and Danta had met time and time again.
Astaroth
// as long as everyone you need is stepping in line, you are camouflaged //
