love, do you want love?
do you want lust? say you don't know
do you want lust? say you don't know
In all honesty, the casual intimacy is something that Astaroth didn’t find himself ever being capable of. To be so close to someone else? While he had tried in the past, it had always ended in disaster. Danta, however, was already fully aware of the butcher’s limitations. He was already fully aware of the extent the butcher could get to if he lost his mind.
And he can handle it. And has, in the past.
“Mm, even if you had I likely would have been very aggressive over you encroaching on what I would have perceived as my space.” He answers bluntly and honestly, head tilting slightly to offer more space for the blonde to press his lips against his throat. Asta’s arm tightens around Danta’s, tail winding around his leg beneath the water as he also casually glances around for lilies.
Finding none, but having at least made an effort, the butcher twists a little to nose his way in to press a kiss to his temple and the edge of his cheek. “Ah well, I suppose they live up to their rarity.” He isn’t going to complain, though, not while he gets to sit here and soak with the man he loves and adores.
And he can handle it. And has, in the past.
“Mm, even if you had I likely would have been very aggressive over you encroaching on what I would have perceived as my space.” He answers bluntly and honestly, head tilting slightly to offer more space for the blonde to press his lips against his throat. Asta’s arm tightens around Danta’s, tail winding around his leg beneath the water as he also casually glances around for lilies.
Finding none, but having at least made an effort, the butcher twists a little to nose his way in to press a kiss to his temple and the edge of his cheek. “Ah well, I suppose they live up to their rarity.” He isn’t going to complain, though, not while he gets to sit here and soak with the man he loves and adores.
Astaroth
maybe you just like the control
