// you've got a passion in those eyes //
Glancing back up at Asta at last, Danta's smile only grows, especially as the other man's head drops to bury against his chest, the Maverick leaning into the wicked fingers that continue to fuss against his skin. He can feel the butcher's grin even before it's directed back up at him, and he feels, not for the first time, something tighten and then uncoil in the pit of his stomach, something that has him wanting to clutch Asta close and cover his entire body in kisses.
"A week from now, at sunset, inside the Temple," he repeats as if to cement the time and place into his mind. And though he can guess at why he'd want to be wearing something he's not afraid to get dirty, Danta still has the decency to look coy about it. "Alright," he purrs, before adding, "it's a date." Leaning in to brush his nose against Asta's, it's with a long and satisfied sigh that he finally stretches out beneath him. "So, your room or mine?"
"A week from now, at sunset, inside the Temple," he repeats as if to cement the time and place into his mind. And though he can guess at why he'd want to be wearing something he's not afraid to get dirty, Danta still has the decency to look coy about it. "Alright," he purrs, before adding, "it's a date." Leaning in to brush his nose against Asta's, it's with a long and satisfied sigh that he finally stretches out beneath him. "So, your room or mine?"
Dantalion
// so aim it straight and true //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
