// light shines in the darkness //
Danta hasn't once tried to strain against the hands pinning him to the bed - not until now, and the most satisfying thing for Asta, perhaps, is that he's not playing around at it either; the attempt is genuine. Alas, their positioning and the punishing, relentless thrust of the butcher's hips means that the Maverick is entirely at his mercy, Danta giving up just as Asta slows somewhat, leaving him panting against the crook of his neck and into dark hair.
You already are, he wants to say, only for the butcher to suddenly pin him down with teeth breaking the skin against his shoulder. The spike of blood on the air and the sharp pain mingling with pleasure is enough to drag a husky cry from his lips, fingers flinching as if trying to grasp fruitlessly at the other man. "Or maybe they just aren't you," Danta hisses, sweat shining on his brow and his heels digging into the butcher's lower back, especially as he resumes that same brutal pace as before.
"Asta, please--" He whispers against the shell of his ear, though what he's pleading for is unknown even to the Maverick.
You already are, he wants to say, only for the butcher to suddenly pin him down with teeth breaking the skin against his shoulder. The spike of blood on the air and the sharp pain mingling with pleasure is enough to drag a husky cry from his lips, fingers flinching as if trying to grasp fruitlessly at the other man. "Or maybe they just aren't you," Danta hisses, sweat shining on his brow and his heels digging into the butcher's lower back, especially as he resumes that same brutal pace as before.
"Asta, please--" He whispers against the shell of his ear, though what he's pleading for is unknown even to the Maverick.
Dantalion
// and the darkness will never understand it //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
