// you knew who I was //
"Ah, you always know just what to say," Danta croons - no plans other than to allow the Maverick to recover in his lap? And they say LongNight is a terrible time. Tilting his head to allow the other man whatever examinations he wants to make, Danta busies himself in placing a sneaky braid through the back of Asta's hair around his horns, humming a note of surprise as the butcher speaks. "What part of me looks as though I hide any treasures left on my skin?" he inquires with a languid smirk.
Leaning in to nip gently and playfully at the other man's lower lip, Danta narrows his eyes at Asta. "Besides," he says, "I'm not all that sure your apology is sincere." With a dark laugh, the Maverick can at least try to lean across to the butcher's bedside table, fumbling for anything - a hand towel, a box of tissues - to clean them both up, since he's still not ready to test his feet on the ground.
Leaning in to nip gently and playfully at the other man's lower lip, Danta narrows his eyes at Asta. "Besides," he says, "I'm not all that sure your apology is sincere." With a dark laugh, the Maverick can at least try to lean across to the butcher's bedside table, fumbling for anything - a hand towel, a box of tissues - to clean them both up, since he's still not ready to test his feet on the ground.
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
