// light shines in the darkness //
"Mm, that's what I thought," Danta agrees, his voice little more than a teasing purr all of its own. Unfastening the buttons enough to open the butcher's vest, he raises a brow to watch Asta sit back as if this is all a show for his enjoyment, and fuck the other man for the plume of dark heat the sight of him sends curling low in the Maverick's belly. Having reached out to trace a few of the yellow-tinged scars with his fingertips, Danta is promptly interrupted by Asta suddenly crowding into his space, leaving him gazing coyly up at the butcher and his remarks.
"Should I deserve it," he repeats, legs spreading to welcome Asta to stand between them, his hands smoothing down the length of his still half-buttoned shirt. "And what, pray tell, decides whether I deserve it?" Plucking open another button and letting a hand glittering with rings slide to rest against the other man's hip, he tilts his head up at him. "I think I've done plenty tonight alone, if you want me to start listing my accolades."
"Should I deserve it," he repeats, legs spreading to welcome Asta to stand between them, his hands smoothing down the length of his still half-buttoned shirt. "And what, pray tell, decides whether I deserve it?" Plucking open another button and letting a hand glittering with rings slide to rest against the other man's hip, he tilts his head up at him. "I think I've done plenty tonight alone, if you want me to start listing my accolades."
Dantalion
// and the darkness will never understand it //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
