Dantalion
but you can't be free
"Don't make promises you can't keep," Danta grins, turning his head ever so slightly such that their conversation feels a great deal more intimate before; which seems to work just fine, given the near whine that rumbles against his ear with Asta's next comment. "Mm, I suppose I did say I'd get to doing that," he agrees, groaning and turning further to bury his head in the side of Asta's neck, drink forgotten in lieu of the soft column of his throat and the blood he can feel pumping against his lips from the beat of his pulse.
"Alright, alright. The Rage Room, and then I'll decide if I want to run away with you, or keep ruling the Grounds." And given that Danta's mind changes on the hour, he'll likely be on to some other set of shenanigans by then anyway. Asta, though - his desire for the butcher's presence at his side has remained consistent - hence why his hand continues to sneak further between the other man's thighs, despite the fact that there are still a few people enjoying the beach.
"Alright, alright. The Rage Room, and then I'll decide if I want to run away with you, or keep ruling the Grounds." And given that Danta's mind changes on the hour, he'll likely be on to some other set of shenanigans by then anyway. Asta, though - his desire for the butcher's presence at his side has remained consistent - hence why his hand continues to sneak further between the other man's thighs, despite the fact that there are still a few people enjoying the beach.
'cause I'm selfish, I'm obscene
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
