// there's shadows on the walls //
Smiling to himself and nosing into Asta's hair, Danta lets himself feel exhausted as well for a moment. The snapdragon has all but fled his system and adrenaline has sobered him up considerably, but he's still here, at least. Still alive, still in the other man's lap, still meaning all the things he's said (and the things Flora said, to be frank). "That sounds like a wise idea," he agrees, shifting to glance down at Asta just as he leans up, the Maverick relaxing further.
"Oh? Kinky," he quips, unable to help himself, even if his touches are nothing but chaste and gentle against the butcher's scar-lashed skin. "I look forward to seeing it. For tonight, though, I think I might just have to stay awake, make sure you don't have any nightmares." Or he can just hold him tight, something Danta plans to do anyway but doesn't mention it.
"And in the morning, we're going out." Hunting, to be clear, as soon as it's light enough to manage it. Then they can sleep away the rest of the day however they like.
"Oh? Kinky," he quips, unable to help himself, even if his touches are nothing but chaste and gentle against the butcher's scar-lashed skin. "I look forward to seeing it. For tonight, though, I think I might just have to stay awake, make sure you don't have any nightmares." Or he can just hold him tight, something Danta plans to do anyway but doesn't mention it.
"And in the morning, we're going out." Hunting, to be clear, as soon as it's light enough to manage it. Then they can sleep away the rest of the day however they like.
Dantalion
// of moments far too troubling to recall //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
