// i am the righteous hand of god //
He debates whether or not the Maverick is alright, even as he lets the statement leave his lips. His fingertips trail along the edge of a pale shoulder, a ghosting touch before the blonde Ancient is standing to retrieve the kettle when it begins to whistle. He doesn’t move just yet, not until Danta returns and his dark gaze tracks him the whole way.
The mismatched cups receive no comment, even as he takes his and lifts it in a small toast with a soft smile toward Danta. “You know me so well, darling.” He hums with a sharp toothed grin before he takes a sip of the still steaming tea, relishing in delight at the sweetness. “I think you should invest in room service buttons.” He drawls, arm winding back around Danta to pull him in. “What do you think?”
The mismatched cups receive no comment, even as he takes his and lifts it in a small toast with a soft smile toward Danta. “You know me so well, darling.” He hums with a sharp toothed grin before he takes a sip of the still steaming tea, relishing in delight at the sweetness. “I think you should invest in room service buttons.” He drawls, arm winding back around Danta to pull him in. “What do you think?”
Astaroth
// i am the devil that you forgot //
