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
It’s quite possible that they do, though Asta would never know. Nor can he respond, not when he feels for a moment like a lion with a gazelle trapped within his jaws, sharp teeth very lightly piercing the skin. Instead of giving in (and eternally thankful for keeping his bloodlust up to par), the butcher’s lips and tongue take a trail up the side of Danta’s neck toward his ear. His whisper a seductive purr that has his lips quirking into a light smirk to feel the way Danta presses in closer.
“There is, isn’t there?” Nipping at the blonde’s ear only to add the air of sharpness in the click of his teeth, he doesn’t draw blood for that one. He relishes in the hands against his scarred chest and the dark hair, still unimpeded by the horns that usually adorn him, the blonde is treated to a bitten back growl, as if the butcher has already made up his mind.
His hands drift down Danta’s spine, a large hand wrapping around the blonde’s hip to lift him up just enough to slip the shorts bearing those angry sharks off of his hips, drawing back to steal another kiss. It’s chaste and short and simply chasing more of the copper taste as he withdraws slightly. “Let’s try it out, mm?” He pauses, smirking with dark lustfilled eyes. “Ride me.” Comes the deep purr of a demand.
“There is, isn’t there?” Nipping at the blonde’s ear only to add the air of sharpness in the click of his teeth, he doesn’t draw blood for that one. He relishes in the hands against his scarred chest and the dark hair, still unimpeded by the horns that usually adorn him, the blonde is treated to a bitten back growl, as if the butcher has already made up his mind.
His hands drift down Danta’s spine, a large hand wrapping around the blonde’s hip to lift him up just enough to slip the shorts bearing those angry sharks off of his hips, drawing back to steal another kiss. It’s chaste and short and simply chasing more of the copper taste as he withdraws slightly. “Let’s try it out, mm?” He pauses, smirking with dark lustfilled eyes. “Ride me.” Comes the deep purr of a demand.
Astaroth
you know what's on the line
