Dantalion
but you can't be free
Alas, when it comes to being stubborn they both know that Astaroth almost always comes out on top (literally and figuratively, as it happens), and Danta has never been ashamed of letting anyone know he's having a good time. The odds, therefore, are very much in the butcher's favour. Especially as he reaches up and drags his nails down and across the Maverick's lower back, and the answering hitch of breath is almost a moan, his thighs tightening around the other man's waist.
"That depends on what you think the worst could be," he manages, the words slipping between his lips as his eyes close; he's not facing the beach, luckily, so his expression - softly parted lips, a furrowed brow that's a mix of sheer pleasure and uttter frustration - can say all the things he can't voice out loud. "Maybe she'll call a coast guard. Maybe she'll scream--" His exhale stutters as Asta's hips buck against him, and his cock twitches between them as if begging for attention.
"Maybe she'll stay and watch," he whispers darkly, the words formed around a fanged smile. "I suppose you'll just have to wait and see, won't you?"
"That depends on what you think the worst could be," he manages, the words slipping between his lips as his eyes close; he's not facing the beach, luckily, so his expression - softly parted lips, a furrowed brow that's a mix of sheer pleasure and uttter frustration - can say all the things he can't voice out loud. "Maybe she'll call a coast guard. Maybe she'll scream--" His exhale stutters as Asta's hips buck against him, and his cock twitches between them as if begging for attention.
"Maybe she'll stay and watch," he whispers darkly, the words formed around a fanged smile. "I suppose you'll just have to wait and see, won't you?"
'cause I'm selfish, I'm obscene
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
