in space the stars are no nearer; just glitters, like a morgue
"Take it as a compliment," Danta breathes, his cocky smile a brief thing that Asta likely won't see given how he's occupied with the Maverick's neck. "If I could take even more of you, I would--" Cut off by his own sharp moan of pleasure as the other man's hips drive into him just so, Danta tilts his head and relishes the pain singing against his throat from the butcher's lips and teeth. With one hand still fisted in Asta's shirt, bracing him there, the other slips between them to all but ensure they finish at the same time.
"Gods, just like that--" He gasps, the ache deep in his core already growing to something hungry and insatiable, his hand stroking out a quick pace against his own cock. "I'm so close--" And it's really to the surprise of no one, given how they'd gotten here and how little time Danta has wasted, such that when he cums he barely has the sense to wrap his cry of pleasure around Asta's name, arching against him like a bowstring.
"Gods, just like that--" He gasps, the ache deep in his core already growing to something hungry and insatiable, his hand stroking out a quick pace against his own cock. "I'm so close--" And it's really to the surprise of no one, given how they'd gotten here and how little time Danta has wasted, such that when he cums he barely has the sense to wrap his cry of pleasure around Asta's name, arching against him like a bowstring.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
