// you've got a passion in those eyes //
Hissing in a breath of mingled pleasure and pain to feel fiery fingers grasp at the wound against his shoulder, it's forgotten about soon enough as Danta's thoughts are consumed by the relentless snap of the butcher's hips and by every place they touch and all the places they don't. Flame trickles down his chest and pools low in his stomach, both within and without (or so it feels), and he bites at his lower lip hard enough for one fang to draw a bead of blood to the surface, this time entirely unintentionally.
"Gods, you're so fucking hard," he growls, wishing he'd thought to install a mirrored panel on his ceiling so he might watch the play of muscles on Asta's shoulders and back - not that he isn't a dark and breathtaking sight already. Hiccuping in a breath as a surge of pleasure crackles through him, likely from a combination of the other man's hand and his cock, it's all Danta can do to hold on, comsumed as he is by each brutal thrust.
"Gods, you're so fucking hard," he growls, wishing he'd thought to install a mirrored panel on his ceiling so he might watch the play of muscles on Asta's shoulders and back - not that he isn't a dark and breathtaking sight already. Hiccuping in a breath as a surge of pleasure crackles through him, likely from a combination of the other man's hand and his cock, it's all Danta can do to hold on, comsumed as he is by each brutal thrust.
Dantalion
// so aim it straight and true //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
