Dantalion
but you can't be free
"Don't," Danta hisses under his breath, the word formed around a wicked smile as the hand not passing over his drink to Asta slips down to rest atop the butcher's thigh. "I have been on my best behaviour this whole time with my head in your lap and my hands all over you, and I'm not about to ruin it at the last hurdle before I get the chance to have you to myself."
Not that Danta has ever been adverse to public displays of SEX affection, but when it comes to he and Asta, things still seem strange and delicate in a way that feels new, exciting and yet uncertain. If the Maverick didn't know better, he'd say he was desperately worried about ruining things or getting them wrong.
Watching Asta out of the corner of his eye as he tries - and promptly rejects - his choice of drink, Danta barks out a laugh and lifts it in a cheers for good measure. "At least I got you something you did like," he agrees. "Unless you actually do hate it, in which case you need to say so before it's the only drink I ever remember ordering for you."
Not that Danta has ever been adverse to public displays of SEX affection, but when it comes to he and Asta, things still seem strange and delicate in a way that feels new, exciting and yet uncertain. If the Maverick didn't know better, he'd say he was desperately worried about ruining things or getting them wrong.
Watching Asta out of the corner of his eye as he tries - and promptly rejects - his choice of drink, Danta barks out a laugh and lifts it in a cheers for good measure. "At least I got you something you did like," he agrees. "Unless you actually do hate it, in which case you need to say so before it's the only drink I ever remember ordering for you."
'cause I'm selfish, I'm obscene
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
