// as long as there's bread and as long as there's an appetite //
It’s both a good and a bad thing that Danta’s stepped over to take control of the situation. Why? Because the butcher is nearly relieved as the woman’s focus turns toward Danta with just as much glee, her hands immediately pressing against Danta’s chest as he’s squirreling her away. Astaroth is suddenly quite glad for the mask as the frown crosses his face alongside the murderous gleam in his gaze, huffing out a little sound.
He takes up his post again, giving a cursory glance around the area before he finds himself staring at the table again and the woman who’s more than happy to try and touch wherever Danta would let her. The butcher’s tail whips behind him in discontent, and he forces his eyes away. Anywhere but there lest he give off too much distaste for what’s occurring.
The woman, meanwhile, practically beams up at Danta, trying to fit herself in against him and ask in a slurred, lusty whisper of what kind of entertainment they could get up to.
He takes up his post again, giving a cursory glance around the area before he finds himself staring at the table again and the woman who’s more than happy to try and touch wherever Danta would let her. The butcher’s tail whips behind him in discontent, and he forces his eyes away. Anywhere but there lest he give off too much distaste for what’s occurring.
The woman, meanwhile, practically beams up at Danta, trying to fit herself in against him and ask in a slurred, lusty whisper of what kind of entertainment they could get up to.
Astaroth
// as long as everyone you need is stepping in line, you are camouflaged //
