Dantalion
but you can't be free
If Danta is aware of the reaction he's caused, he's doing a very good job of feigning ignorance; it's his turn to reach for his drink, half-melted as it already is, the Maverick taking a long sip of it to ensure he can enjoy it while it still lasts. It isn't much of a surprise to feel himself pressed closer against Asta as he lowers his glass once again, and Danta contours himself against his body as if he's been made to fit snug along his side; only as he glances up does he spot the dusting of heat across the butcher's cheeks, visible even behind sunglasses.
"No? That's strange, given that everyone I know would argue that you're a natural romantic," he quips, falling quiet for a moment to let the other man think - and so he can enjoy the touch of warm fingers along his chest too, for that matter. It's true, though; between shopping, outings and tea, not to mention Asta's gentlemanly nature (however monstrous he might be beneath that mask), it all speaks of a man who knows how to woo.
"It wasn't a trick question," Danta whispers eventually, feeling Asta's fingers slow against his chest and shoulder, and he leans in to nose against his jaw as if to bring him back.
"No? That's strange, given that everyone I know would argue that you're a natural romantic," he quips, falling quiet for a moment to let the other man think - and so he can enjoy the touch of warm fingers along his chest too, for that matter. It's true, though; between shopping, outings and tea, not to mention Asta's gentlemanly nature (however monstrous he might be beneath that mask), it all speaks of a man who knows how to woo.
"It wasn't a trick question," Danta whispers eventually, feeling Asta's fingers slow against his chest and shoulder, and he leans in to nose against his jaw as if to bring him back.
'cause I'm selfish, I'm obscene
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
