// you've got a passion in those eyes //
The fire is gone as quickly as it ignites, thanks to Asta's quick thinking, and whilst they'll certainly have to open some windows and toss away a few of the furs and blankets, there's nothing that can't be salvaged. Danta almost thinks it's a shame until the sound of the butcher's laughter fills his ears, a crooked smile curling across his lips in turn. Shifting to get his elbows underneath him, it's through lips painted scarlet with blood (not to mention the freely bleeding bite on his shoulder) that he hums his consideration for the other man's offer.
By the time he's decided on an answer, of course, Asta is drawing him closer, and his warm hands against his bare skin are enough to make his mouth water. Caring little for the patterns being painted onto his flesh in dark, ashy strokes, instead Danta reaches out to grasp at the other man's jaw, drawing him back against his lips; his free hand, naturally, slips between Asta's legs to squeeze the hard length of his cock. "I'll try to contain myself," he purrs into the kiss.
But if it does burn? Fuck it.
After Danta, of course.
By the time he's decided on an answer, of course, Asta is drawing him closer, and his warm hands against his bare skin are enough to make his mouth water. Caring little for the patterns being painted onto his flesh in dark, ashy strokes, instead Danta reaches out to grasp at the other man's jaw, drawing him back against his lips; his free hand, naturally, slips between Asta's legs to squeeze the hard length of his cock. "I'll try to contain myself," he purrs into the kiss.
But if it does burn? Fuck it.
After Danta, of course.
Dantalion
// so aim it straight and true //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
