// light shines in the darkness //
Danta finally feels as if he's able to relax; well and truly fucked, with the butcher pressed against his body enough that the heat between them can flare and kindle as it pleases, and with nothing but time at his fingertips, he lets his eyes slip shut to enjoy the phantom affections from Asta's wandering fingertips. Of course, then he has to make his quip about the bartender, and the Maverick snorts a laugh that almost has him choking on it.
"Oh I see," he drawls, making absolutely no attempt to disentangle himself from the other man, his tail flicking idly in his amusement. "Well, far be it for me to ruin your evening. Off you go, then," he tells him; absolutely no part of him, of course, expects Asta to go anywhere, and if he does, well, then Danta will have something to say about it.
Shimmying up enough just so he might nuzzle into one of the other man's pillows, his fingers stroke idly through dark hair as he blinks his eyes open to watch the light from the fire dance across the ceiling. "Do you ever remember how loud The Climb was?" he asks suddenly, curious. "It made even the main floor of the Dusklight seem quiet."
"Oh I see," he drawls, making absolutely no attempt to disentangle himself from the other man, his tail flicking idly in his amusement. "Well, far be it for me to ruin your evening. Off you go, then," he tells him; absolutely no part of him, of course, expects Asta to go anywhere, and if he does, well, then Danta will have something to say about it.
Shimmying up enough just so he might nuzzle into one of the other man's pillows, his fingers stroke idly through dark hair as he blinks his eyes open to watch the light from the fire dance across the ceiling. "Do you ever remember how loud The Climb was?" he asks suddenly, curious. "It made even the main floor of the Dusklight seem quiet."
Dantalion
// and the darkness will never understand it //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
