Dantalion
but you can't be free
Barely feeling the prick of sharp teeth as they draw blood, barely smelling the tang of iron in the air, the only thing Danta is cognizant of is the sound of permission and the skilled hand that has tightened back around his cock. Asta will have to be the one to decide whether he's succeeded in being good, because as the whipcrack of pleasure snaps up the length of his spine and into his throat, as the pressure that has been building these past few minutes finally crests and buckles, he has no idea whether he's able to be quiet.
Whoever is approaching might end up hearing more than they bargained for, or Danta might have been able to succeed in wrapping Asta's name around a stifled moan, teeth clenching tight as he buries his head in dark hair and the smell of smoke and rum and honey. Regardless it's a well-earned orgasm as far as Danta is concerned, the Maverick lost in the throes of it for longer than feels possible, such that when he finally realises he's been holding his breath, it leaves him in an audible gasp and a hard panting of breath.
With numb fingers he clutches the butcher closer to him, nowhere near ready to give up the moment yet, and there could be a dozen people or more on the beach by now - they'd have to pry Asta out of his cold, dead hands before he lets him go.
Whoever is approaching might end up hearing more than they bargained for, or Danta might have been able to succeed in wrapping Asta's name around a stifled moan, teeth clenching tight as he buries his head in dark hair and the smell of smoke and rum and honey. Regardless it's a well-earned orgasm as far as Danta is concerned, the Maverick lost in the throes of it for longer than feels possible, such that when he finally realises he's been holding his breath, it leaves him in an audible gasp and a hard panting of breath.
With numb fingers he clutches the butcher closer to him, nowhere near ready to give up the moment yet, and there could be a dozen people or more on the beach by now - they'd have to pry Asta out of his cold, dead hands before he lets him go.
'cause I'm selfish, I'm obscene
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
