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
“Mmm, maybe.” Astaroth hums with amusement flaring from him as his tail squeezes around Danta’s leg lightly once more and he settles into the blanket. He continues to knead the tension out of the other Ancient's neck. When it feels like they’ve all smoothed out, his hand spreads up through the blonde hair, brushing against his scalp as he shifts his head a little to look back down at him through dark yet comfortable eyes.
It’s precisely the time he’s told he does Charlie a disservice and the grin that creeps onto his face wrinkles the crows feet at the corners of his eyes. “Ohoho.” And in the betting spirit, the butcher’s grin widens. “If I win, I get to dress you for a day. ” He challenges back, tilting that shark toothed smile down at the blonde.
It’s precisely the time he’s told he does Charlie a disservice and the grin that creeps onto his face wrinkles the crows feet at the corners of his eyes. “Ohoho.” And in the betting spirit, the butcher’s grin widens. “If I win, I get to dress you for a day. ” He challenges back, tilting that shark toothed smile down at the blonde.
Astaroth
say your prayers now
