// you've got a passion in those eyes //
Danta isn't sure what he's expecting, but he's certainly not complaining as the butcher suddenly twists in his arms, catching lips that are still half forming a question. Humming indulgently and letting the words die so his tongue might do altogether more interesting activities, the Maverick's hands have already plunged into dark hair and his mind is thinking of how many bruises he might kiss better by the time Asta draws away.
"Mm, you heard. I assume you aren't forgoing the veneer of politeness," he says, still leaning against the mantle to enjoy the fire lapping at his back and shoulders while the other man goes after the breakfast set out. The offer of a bath, though, has Danta very willingly prowling forward, offering the taller Ancient a fanged smirk as he heads straight for the tub to turn on the taps. "Now that is a wise idea," he agrees, shifting to sit on the lip of the bathtub to gaze back at Asta.
"The sooner these start to fade, the sooner we can train and I can replace them," he points out with a wicked smile.
"Mm, you heard. I assume you aren't forgoing the veneer of politeness," he says, still leaning against the mantle to enjoy the fire lapping at his back and shoulders while the other man goes after the breakfast set out. The offer of a bath, though, has Danta very willingly prowling forward, offering the taller Ancient a fanged smirk as he heads straight for the tub to turn on the taps. "Now that is a wise idea," he agrees, shifting to sit on the lip of the bathtub to gaze back at Asta.
"The sooner these start to fade, the sooner we can train and I can replace them," he points out with a wicked smile.
Dantalion
// so aim it straight and true //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
