// you knew who I was //
"I have my moments," Danta purrs - demanding is the least of things he can be on a bad day, let's be honest. Nevertheless, he can assure the other man that complying is absolutely for his own good, and as Asta finally does turn to sit, the Maverick is coaxed easily to stand between his knees. "You've had a hard couple of days. It feels rude to make you do all the work." He smirks, the words dripping with saccharine amusement, though he more than means the sentiment behind them.
And so, reaching out to tilt up Asta's chin, Danta leans in for another kiss stoked by the heat of their bodies and the flames at their backs, deft fingers smoothing across the other man's shoulders and chest so he might start to unbutton his shirt, careful not to crease or wrinkle the fabric unnecessarily.
Of course, eventually the trajectory of his hands means he's forced to kneel (oh no) between the butcher's thighs, Danta tugging Asta's shirt open and promptly beginning to unbuckle his belt while he's at it.
And so, reaching out to tilt up Asta's chin, Danta leans in for another kiss stoked by the heat of their bodies and the flames at their backs, deft fingers smoothing across the other man's shoulders and chest so he might start to unbutton his shirt, careful not to crease or wrinkle the fabric unnecessarily.
Of course, eventually the trajectory of his hands means he's forced to kneel (oh no) between the butcher's thighs, Danta tugging Asta's shirt open and promptly beginning to unbuckle his belt while he's at it.
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
