// as long as there's bread and as long as there's an appetite //
Rolling his eyes to the comment of the pants, Danta isn’t entirely wrong. “I imagine that since I assisted you with getting into them, it’s only fair I help you out of them, mm?” It’s his turn to offer a flash of sharp teeth in a broad and playful grin, one that doesn’t last as he downs the shot of rum and his face twists a little, nose scrunching up.
It’s a face that doesn’t last as Danta squeezes his shoulder and whispers in his ear, tail waving contently for the moment as he hums a sound of acceptance, readying to move shortly after the Maverick’s departure.
Only to pause immediately and glare suspiciously over toward the vanishing blonde that he assumes has tugged on his tail — because who else would’ve dared?
Standing after a moment of collecting his thoughts, Astaroth stands and straightens out his shirt, his tail winding around his leg to prevent any other potential snags, before he picks a path through the crowds of people toward his familiar door, opening it after a heartbeat of a second.
It’s a face that doesn’t last as Danta squeezes his shoulder and whispers in his ear, tail waving contently for the moment as he hums a sound of acceptance, readying to move shortly after the Maverick’s departure.
Only to pause immediately and glare suspiciously over toward the vanishing blonde that he assumes has tugged on his tail — because who else would’ve dared?
Standing after a moment of collecting his thoughts, Astaroth stands and straightens out his shirt, his tail winding around his leg to prevent any other potential snags, before he picks a path through the crowds of people toward his familiar door, opening it after a heartbeat of a second.
Astaroth
// as long as everyone you need is stepping in line, you are camouflaged //
