// standing, stomping in the damage and the ruins of a slip of tongue //
“I don’t know. Just not… that and this.” He gestures a little unhelpfully, hard to see with how his hands are still on the Maverick. Instead, he ends up rumpling and ruffling his clothes. It’s a thought that could turn both sad and relieved, but before it has a chance to take root Danta’s comment of sleeping under a table in the bar has a soft snort leaving him.
Pulling back to lift his hands up to run through moonlit white strands, tracing along the curve of a horn as the other Ancient’s face is pressed against his shoulder, humming a note that seems to say he agrees. “I purchased you a gift to prevent that. It has not arrived yet.” He laments, shifting to better let Danta slip the belt out of the loops, before his hands are dropping to slip him out of that breezy shirt hanging off one shoulder, parting for a moment. “I don’t know if I can wait.” He whispers, nosing his way into pressing a kiss to his crown, to his temple, to his face, trying desperately to avoid his neck for the moment, even as the siren song lulls him.
“I want you.” Comes the quieter whisper, pressed to Danta’s ear. His tail winds around Danta’s leg in turn, hands spreading along the warm heat of Danta’s body, sparking fire to curl around his shoulders in a hot caress.
Pulling back to lift his hands up to run through moonlit white strands, tracing along the curve of a horn as the other Ancient’s face is pressed against his shoulder, humming a note that seems to say he agrees. “I purchased you a gift to prevent that. It has not arrived yet.” He laments, shifting to better let Danta slip the belt out of the loops, before his hands are dropping to slip him out of that breezy shirt hanging off one shoulder, parting for a moment. “I don’t know if I can wait.” He whispers, nosing his way into pressing a kiss to his crown, to his temple, to his face, trying desperately to avoid his neck for the moment, even as the siren song lulls him.
“I want you.” Comes the quieter whisper, pressed to Danta’s ear. His tail winds around Danta’s leg in turn, hands spreading along the warm heat of Danta’s body, sparking fire to curl around his shoulders in a hot caress.
Astaroth
// with tragic consequences, i think that we've all made our gravest mistakes //
