// you've got a passion in those eyes //
"There was a time where making a deal with you was one of the most dangerous things you could do in The Climb," Danta drawls, the fire leaving his lips warm and hot, his amusement palpable between them. "And look at me now." Scoffing and leaning in tantalisingly close as he climbs out of the tub, it takes only a few minutes and some living tendrils of flame to dry the Maverick off, allowing him to tug his pants back on and shrug into a shirt that he leaves open.
Departing for only a few minutes, it's nevertheless more than enough time for Asta to get himself dry - or not, if he'd prefer to continue lounging in the bath - or pick at more of the breakfast. On his return, Danta brings a small stack of parchment, a couple of pencils, and the butcher's clothes, clean and pressed and neatly folded. "I've a mind to throw this all in the fire," the Maverick says with a smirk. "Just so I don't come across as being so domestic."
Departing for only a few minutes, it's nevertheless more than enough time for Asta to get himself dry - or not, if he'd prefer to continue lounging in the bath - or pick at more of the breakfast. On his return, Danta brings a small stack of parchment, a couple of pencils, and the butcher's clothes, clean and pressed and neatly folded. "I've a mind to throw this all in the fire," the Maverick says with a smirk. "Just so I don't come across as being so domestic."
Dantalion
// so aim it straight and true //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
