so what, my friend, whatever will it be?
i can give you what you crave, just not for free
i can give you what you crave, just not for free
“Mm, I will hazard an estimation and say no.” Not unless Torchline was just as bloodthirsty as the Ancients were, in which case… Maybe they should have just moved here fully. Either way, Astaroth is exceptionally nosy, and he watches without any tact through his sunglasses at the show displayed down there, content to let them deal with whatever bullshit it was.
Looked kind of purple, though, which would cause his nose to wrinkle if not for the way Danta pinches the spade of his tail. In the other man’s touch, the rest of his tail wiggles despite the end being trapped, the dull shadow cast over Danta’s waist petulantly pressing against him to release it as Astaroth’s attention drifts down toward the Maverick. “Do not make me put them away.” Them being his horns and tail.
But there’s a somber note that has his gaze lingering, his hand curving in against the ends of his blonde hair, folding it and twisting it around his fingertips. “Truly?” It always awes him with the way it feels like Danta has experienced the entirety of the world, even though they both know that the Maverick’s only just started.
Looked kind of purple, though, which would cause his nose to wrinkle if not for the way Danta pinches the spade of his tail. In the other man’s touch, the rest of his tail wiggles despite the end being trapped, the dull shadow cast over Danta’s waist petulantly pressing against him to release it as Astaroth’s attention drifts down toward the Maverick. “Do not make me put them away.” Them being his horns and tail.
But there’s a somber note that has his gaze lingering, his hand curving in against the ends of his blonde hair, folding it and twisting it around his fingertips. “Truly?” It always awes him with the way it feels like Danta has experienced the entirety of the world, even though they both know that the Maverick’s only just started.
Astaroth
you know what's on the line
