// light shines in the darkness //
"We should all consider ourselves lucky that the Dusklight is able to provide so many amenities, mm?" Danta grins, unintentionally voicing everything Asta is thinking. Tame isn't the word he'd use, granted, but there's no mistake that the world they find themselves in is a lot more civilised than the one they've left behind, and they've had to make a few adjustments accordingly.
Having been carefully braiding a section of Asta's hair behind his sharp horns, the Maverick's wrinkled nose is impossible to hide as the other man continues. "Don't get me wrong, I can track the logic. But that sounds like there's a potential for a lot of people being eaten, and not enough being anything else." He's sure Charlie would know the right terms for it, to be able to keep a sustainable population of livestock.
Asta shifts over him and Danta abandons his braiding to let his warm hands run down the length of the other man's back, accepting the kiss dropped against his lips as if it's something he's owed. "If you're sure. I didn't ban one problem from this place only for you to still have to deal with others," he points out, about to return to his various affections when he's pinned with the butcher's most mischievous look.
And gods if it isn't a doozy. "Shut up," Danta blurts, nudging the other man as if to get him to admit it's a joke. "Of course it is, that's what everyone has always called you."
Having been carefully braiding a section of Asta's hair behind his sharp horns, the Maverick's wrinkled nose is impossible to hide as the other man continues. "Don't get me wrong, I can track the logic. But that sounds like there's a potential for a lot of people being eaten, and not enough being anything else." He's sure Charlie would know the right terms for it, to be able to keep a sustainable population of livestock.
Asta shifts over him and Danta abandons his braiding to let his warm hands run down the length of the other man's back, accepting the kiss dropped against his lips as if it's something he's owed. "If you're sure. I didn't ban one problem from this place only for you to still have to deal with others," he points out, about to return to his various affections when he's pinned with the butcher's most mischievous look.
And gods if it isn't a doozy. "Shut up," Danta blurts, nudging the other man as if to get him to admit it's a joke. "Of course it is, that's what everyone has always called you."
Dantalion
// and the darkness will never understand it //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
