// i am the righteous hand of god //
It might be a slow rise and fall of his chest at first, but it isn’t something that lasts. And Danta’s anxiety would be greeted with the tossing and turning, the sharp inhale of his breath and the way he seems to hold it in ways that suggest that in his dreamlike state that he isn’t sure whether or not he can actually breathe.
Teeth lunge and snap, his body tenses hard when Danta maneuvers him, bullying into holding him, pulling him close. Despite Danta’s shorter stature, he is stronger than the butcher, and when he struggles in his sleep against it, there’s a deep guttural whine that escapes his throat, twisted now onto his side where hands find Danta’s wound around him and grip onto them tight, face and horns pressed into a pillow that certainly does not last with the way the prongs of his horns tear and how his sharp teeth bite down hard against the very same pillow, tearing through the fabric. Despite Danta’s attempts so far, nothing has gotten through to him just yet.
Teeth lunge and snap, his body tenses hard when Danta maneuvers him, bullying into holding him, pulling him close. Despite Danta’s shorter stature, he is stronger than the butcher, and when he struggles in his sleep against it, there’s a deep guttural whine that escapes his throat, twisted now onto his side where hands find Danta’s wound around him and grip onto them tight, face and horns pressed into a pillow that certainly does not last with the way the prongs of his horns tear and how his sharp teeth bite down hard against the very same pillow, tearing through the fabric. Despite Danta’s attempts so far, nothing has gotten through to him just yet.
Astaroth
// i am the devil that you forgot //
