// as long as there's bread and as long as there's an appetite //
It’s softer, gentler, alongside the hidden possessiveness that doesn’t quite have the fire as it had before. Astaroth also ends up with a darkening static around the edges of his vision, though he says nothing about it and does nothing about it until Danta’s parting. Hand easily snagged by the Maverick’s tail, the butcher pants for breath, completely having not realized what terms have slipped past his loosened lips.
And instead he sits there, letting the Theocrat's fingers run through his dark hair, passing over the sharp edge of his horns as his dark gaze focuses fully on the bright blues of Danta’s, the way the firelight turns his hair into golden strands of liquid fire. His comment sparks a rumbling chuckle from his lips, a knowing and cocky smirk gracing his bearded face. “As if I had any other plans past this, darling.” He drawls in that same tone, a touch too arrogant. His not softly bound hand lifts to cup the blonde Ancient's jaw, lifting his head slightly to inspect the reddening marks, dragging his thumb softly across the bruises that will certainly be there the next morning. “I did not intend to place those so visibly. I apologize” His hoarse voice drawls, dark eyes lifting to seek out Danta’s gaze for his reaction.
And instead he sits there, letting the Theocrat's fingers run through his dark hair, passing over the sharp edge of his horns as his dark gaze focuses fully on the bright blues of Danta’s, the way the firelight turns his hair into golden strands of liquid fire. His comment sparks a rumbling chuckle from his lips, a knowing and cocky smirk gracing his bearded face. “As if I had any other plans past this, darling.” He drawls in that same tone, a touch too arrogant. His not softly bound hand lifts to cup the blonde Ancient's jaw, lifting his head slightly to inspect the reddening marks, dragging his thumb softly across the bruises that will certainly be there the next morning. “I did not intend to place those so visibly. I apologize” His hoarse voice drawls, dark eyes lifting to seek out Danta’s gaze for his reaction.
Astaroth
// as long as everyone you need is stepping in line, you are camouflaged //
