Dantalion
but you can't be free
Hissing in a soft breath to feel Asta's fingers pressing against his neck, Danta is sure he'll have some beautiful bruises in the coming days to show for this little event, not that he'll remotely mind them. Instead, all but melting against the other man as his arms slip around him properly, it's finally Danta's turn to let his head rest against the butcher's shoulder. "The intention, hm? Could have fooled me - I think you just acted on instinct." He grins against his throat, unable to help but rib the other man with the idea that he hadn't been entirely in control of himself.
"Mm, I know I did," he purrs nonetheless, however, kissing his way back up to Asta's jawline before letting out a soft sigh. "I think we ought to go for a swim in a little bit, don't you?" he suggests; to clean up, to wake up, to assure anyone else strolling along the beach that they aren't still having rampant sex in public. You know, all the usual stuff.
"Mm, I know I did," he purrs nonetheless, however, kissing his way back up to Asta's jawline before letting out a soft sigh. "I think we ought to go for a swim in a little bit, don't you?" he suggests; to clean up, to wake up, to assure anyone else strolling along the beach that they aren't still having rampant sex in public. You know, all the usual stuff.
'cause I'm selfish, I'm obscene
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
