Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
"Good. I am a very frivolous person these days," Danta informs the other man, not that he needs to, and any exasperation in Asta's voice is treated very much with amusement by the Maverick. That being said, as his eyes blink back open his smile fades somewhat, caught as he is in the treacle-dark light of the butcher's gaze. Part of him wants to reach up and touch his fingers to Asta's lips, to ask okay but what are we doing? only in the next moment the other man's mouth is on his and honestly, it doesn't matter any more.
(It very much does matter, in truth, but once again it's a conversation for never later).
Pressing back into the kiss, Danta's fingers sneak up to try to tease some sort of order back into the butcher's bloody hair (for however much good it does), and by the time he remembers he needs to breathe there are small stars beginning to dance at the fringes of his vision. "I don't suppose they taught you how to do this in The Climb as well?" He raises his eyebrows, smirking.
(It very much does matter, in truth, but once again it's a conversation for never later).
Pressing back into the kiss, Danta's fingers sneak up to try to tease some sort of order back into the butcher's bloody hair (for however much good it does), and by the time he remembers he needs to breathe there are small stars beginning to dance at the fringes of his vision. "I don't suppose they taught you how to do this in The Climb as well?" He raises his eyebrows, smirking.
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
