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
He finds that so long as the Maverick keeps touching him, he’s quite content to lay there basking in the attention — at such odds from a year ago when the blonde had risen him from his stony slumber. “Yes to everything.” He confirms, breathing a sigh of relief as the migraine finally releases its chokehold on him. The crackers and water must have done wonders.
“Hang them off the bottom to combine the two spaces more?” He suggests, settling again for the moment as Danta’s fingertips run along the back of his neck again, goosebumps rising against the pads of his fingers. “You know, if Charlie did wish to go through those boxes, she would have found that tea set.” He points out.
And with it, he releases Danta’s leg to twist so he can look up at the blonde, a soft yet no less sharp smirk tugged onto his face, a dark brow rising in easy amusement. “And a muzzle.” The very one from his bodyguard outfit that Danta had crafted for him.
“Hang them off the bottom to combine the two spaces more?” He suggests, settling again for the moment as Danta’s fingertips run along the back of his neck again, goosebumps rising against the pads of his fingers. “You know, if Charlie did wish to go through those boxes, she would have found that tea set.” He points out.
And with it, he releases Danta’s leg to twist so he can look up at the blonde, a soft yet no less sharp smirk tugged onto his face, a dark brow rising in easy amusement. “And a muzzle.” The very one from his bodyguard outfit that Danta had crafted for him.
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
