so what, my friend, whatever will it be?
i can give you what you crave, just not for free
i can give you what you crave, just not for free
“No you fucking won’t.” He growls out, looking for anything that might help him restrain and bind him. In his frantic looking, Danta manages to get that knee driven into him, hunching him forward with a barked out curse, blood dropping further onto him with those snapping teeth.
This is when he realizes it, when he withdraws with a hiss as Danta twists them, only he’s not drunk and he’s still strong in comparison to how he’d been right when he’d gotten out of stone, so the grip the Maverick tries to get on his wrists is flimsy at best, allowing for his hands to rise to grip the Maverick’s throat, teeth bared sharply.
His tail flails out, pulling at the ribbon that keeps it tied closed, trying to slide it out of the loops so that he might be able to tie Danta’s wrists together.
If he has to drag him to the fucking Climb to eat something, he will.
This is when he realizes it, when he withdraws with a hiss as Danta twists them, only he’s not drunk and he’s still strong in comparison to how he’d been right when he’d gotten out of stone, so the grip the Maverick tries to get on his wrists is flimsy at best, allowing for his hands to rise to grip the Maverick’s throat, teeth bared sharply.
His tail flails out, pulling at the ribbon that keeps it tied closed, trying to slide it out of the loops so that he might be able to tie Danta’s wrists together.
If he has to drag him to the fucking Climb to eat something, he will.
Astaroth
you know what's on the line
