// as long as there's bread and as long as there's an appetite //
His question is met with a shrill laugh of amusement from the fair haired woman, her eyes still drinking him in even as her drunken state allows her to think that this was some kind of cliché movie moment – the way she shakes her head and her curls bounce and she flashes him a bright smile, pushing herself into his space to where he’s backed up against the wooden frame.
That hand of hers, long and spidery not unlike his own, lifts to trail down his chest and trace the ridges of the herringbone pattern, and already Astaroth is baring teeth at her – hidden by the mask. His tail sweeps over to wind around her waist and pull her away, his hands lifting to take her own off of him, and it sparks an all too loud ooh! from the woman even as it will be very clear to Danta that he isn’t entertaining any of it.
His tail unwinds once she’s given him some breathing room and his hands move to guide her at her back toward a table that looked like it could use a partner, before trying to gently push her that way. But, much like a dog that doesn’t want to be moved, she digs her heels in and spins sloppily, grabbing onto his strong arms for balance and support, beaming a smile at him, which only causes his tail to start lashing in frustration.
That hand of hers, long and spidery not unlike his own, lifts to trail down his chest and trace the ridges of the herringbone pattern, and already Astaroth is baring teeth at her – hidden by the mask. His tail sweeps over to wind around her waist and pull her away, his hands lifting to take her own off of him, and it sparks an all too loud ooh! from the woman even as it will be very clear to Danta that he isn’t entertaining any of it.
His tail unwinds once she’s given him some breathing room and his hands move to guide her at her back toward a table that looked like it could use a partner, before trying to gently push her that way. But, much like a dog that doesn’t want to be moved, she digs her heels in and spins sloppily, grabbing onto his strong arms for balance and support, beaming a smile at him, which only causes his tail to start lashing in frustration.
Astaroth
// as long as everyone you need is stepping in line, you are camouflaged //
