so give me your prayers up on your feet
and i'll give you a show, it helps fill the seats
and i'll give you a show, it helps fill the seats
“My bones feel like dust.” He complains, but he leans in heavier to feel the ghosting of Danta fingers against his arm. He devours the cracker and downs the rest of the water and with it he half curls in toward the blonde, resting his head against the headboard.
As for what he wants? “I want to lay on you.” Comes the quiet admission, taking a moment to ensure his glamour is in place so he doesn’t accidentally stab the Maverick, before he’s shifting with the agreement that Danta isn’t leaving anytime soon, he twists enough within the blanket to rest his head in the other Ancient’s lap.
He closes his eyes again and tries to slip his arms around one of Danta’s legs (if not both), to curl up against him a touch needy. “If I feel better I will help.” He isn’t sure if he will feel better, but it’s a hopeful attempt.
As for what he wants? “I want to lay on you.” Comes the quiet admission, taking a moment to ensure his glamour is in place so he doesn’t accidentally stab the Maverick, before he’s shifting with the agreement that Danta isn’t leaving anytime soon, he twists enough within the blanket to rest his head in the other Ancient’s lap.
He closes his eyes again and tries to slip his arms around one of Danta’s legs (if not both), to curl up against him a touch needy. “If I feel better I will help.” He isn’t sure if he will feel better, but it’s a hopeful attempt.
Astaroth
so give me your sins, give me your lies
but whisper your love, and i'll whisper mine
but whisper your love, and i'll whisper mine
