Dantalion
but you can't be free
"Yeah? You were going to make me, I suppose, if I didn't want to attend?" Danta asks with a raise of his brows, and if the tone of his voice drops to something darkly challenging, so be it. He has no doubt that the other man could physically manhandle him if it came down to it, though the fight in itself would be interesting. He's got a feeling that Asta would have been a little less obvious about something like that, though.
Sighing out a warm breath against the back of the butcher's neck and nipping him gently with his teeth for good measure - as if he could ever forget, indeed - Danta sits himself back up and walks firm hands down the length of his back before finally relaxing his grip. "Much as I hate to say it, lavishing you with all of this attention has actually woken me up a bit," he grumbles, though he makes no attempt to move from his spot.
"Shall I get us something to drink?"
Sighing out a warm breath against the back of the butcher's neck and nipping him gently with his teeth for good measure - as if he could ever forget, indeed - Danta sits himself back up and walks firm hands down the length of his back before finally relaxing his grip. "Much as I hate to say it, lavishing you with all of this attention has actually woken me up a bit," he grumbles, though he makes no attempt to move from his spot.
"Shall I get us something to drink?"
'cause I'm selfish, I'm obscene
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
