/// forgive me father, for i have sinned
and as i kneel here now,
and as i kneel here now,
Once again Asta’s mind is sure that Charlie’s is a beautiful place to be as she takes the offer and turns it around into a playful gesture that has him half bracing for impact as Danta leans dangerously away to snag the blown kiss, snorting as his drunken mind takes a few seconds to catch onto what Danta was saying before.
Exasperation settles on his face again and remains this time even as Danta’s battling the little cage he’s put him in to get up to make them more drinks, and with it he finds himself leaning into Charlie with far more acceptance of the warmth her arm and shoulder offers than he typically was. “Perhaps you should have something without alcohol?” He suggests as Danta makes their next round, ignoring vocally the prompting of the blonde as he lifts his still mostly full glass to his lips and downs it.
“You were right though, and I would like the same. With three cherries this time..?” He drawls on a hiss of the alcohol as it slides down his throat, before he’s turning toward Charlie, leaning down on his elbow like he can hide the whispering between him and the priestess. “How are you doing it?” He asks in a whisper with a soft laugh.
Exasperation settles on his face again and remains this time even as Danta’s battling the little cage he’s put him in to get up to make them more drinks, and with it he finds himself leaning into Charlie with far more acceptance of the warmth her arm and shoulder offers than he typically was. “Perhaps you should have something without alcohol?” He suggests as Danta makes their next round, ignoring vocally the prompting of the blonde as he lifts his still mostly full glass to his lips and downs it.
“You were right though, and I would like the same. With three cherries this time..?” He drawls on a hiss of the alcohol as it slides down his throat, before he’s turning toward Charlie, leaning down on his elbow like he can hide the whispering between him and the priestess. “How are you doing it?” He asks in a whisper with a soft laugh.
Astaroth
hands red with blood,
i know deep down, that i'll do it again ///
i know deep down, that i'll do it again ///
