// divide me down to the smallest I can be //
"I'm not sure you could handle being a bird," Danta informs the other man with playful haughtiness; undoubtedly Asta could say the same thing about him as a fyrhund, but they don't need that shift to get to the mezzanine level. As for the outfit he'd curated for him on their first date (awww), the Maverick hides the sly twist to his smile as he makes their coffee. "And what good would that outfit be up there, I wonder?"
Raising his eyebrows and passing Asta his cup, he waits patiently for the other man to get himself situated, accepting his kisses as payment and shifting to sit cross legged while they wake up further. That first sip of coffee is like nectar, the bittersweetness wiping away last night's alcohol, and it's with a content grumble that Danta tilts is head back to rest against the headboard. "I wonder what Charlie has in store for us," he says with a soft chuckle, remembering belatedly that she had won the bet.
"For what it's worth, by the way, I will still let you dress me for the day if you'd like that."
Raising his eyebrows and passing Asta his cup, he waits patiently for the other man to get himself situated, accepting his kisses as payment and shifting to sit cross legged while they wake up further. That first sip of coffee is like nectar, the bittersweetness wiping away last night's alcohol, and it's with a content grumble that Danta tilts is head back to rest against the headboard. "I wonder what Charlie has in store for us," he says with a soft chuckle, remembering belatedly that she had won the bet.
"For what it's worth, by the way, I will still let you dress me for the day if you'd like that."
Dantalion
// put your, put your v-v-venom in me //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
