lord help anyone who stands in my way; for I am not merciful, and i am not kind
and i am not afraid to make you wish that i was
and i am not afraid to make you wish that i was
It’s new territory for him as well — enough that he can’t quite place or understand the thrumming of butterflies in his stomach (a sensation that’s happened more and more with the time spent with Danta). Enough that he pours those feelings of comfort and warmth and happiness, at such odds with how the night had begun, into the kiss that Danta meets him with.
His hand threads further into his hair, fingertips brushing back the blonde as he tastes the sweetness of Danta’s kiss, the way the whiskey pairs with the bright scent the Maverick always had, wrapping around lemon and lime in his mind. When they part, his chest heaves, sucking in a long breath as his forehead presses against Danta’s briefly before withdrawing to hear the question.
“They called it Rae’s Sonata.” He hums softly, lips twitching into a soft smile. “It’s about how the protagonist can either change and adapt to her new surroundings and a new life when the other was not inhabitable or safe any longer, or perish.” He pauses, consideringly. “It was a melody that stuck with me when I spent time in that town, so long ago.” For obvious reasons that don’t need explanation, he thinks.
His hand threads further into his hair, fingertips brushing back the blonde as he tastes the sweetness of Danta’s kiss, the way the whiskey pairs with the bright scent the Maverick always had, wrapping around lemon and lime in his mind. When they part, his chest heaves, sucking in a long breath as his forehead presses against Danta’s briefly before withdrawing to hear the question.
“They called it Rae’s Sonata.” He hums softly, lips twitching into a soft smile. “It’s about how the protagonist can either change and adapt to her new surroundings and a new life when the other was not inhabitable or safe any longer, or perish.” He pauses, consideringly. “It was a melody that stuck with me when I spent time in that town, so long ago.” For obvious reasons that don’t need explanation, he thinks.
Astaroth
say your prayers now
