love, do you want love?
do you want lust? say you don't know
do you want lust? say you don't know
“Of course, because my embarrassment is your entertainment.” He teases. Does he think it’s true? Sometimes. As of late, though? No. And besides, the butcher thinks he makes up for it in moments like this. And as for work? Well, he’d only offered the admissions and the understanding of how he worked, and Danta had figured that out and had ran with it once they were more willing to be open to one another.
But, if he wants to give him the win on that one, Astaroth will let him.
His smile twists into a smirk as if he’s watching the flush of heat bloom in real time against Danta’s skin, his own pen long with goosebumps to feel the starburst against his lower back, giving into that all consuming kiss with plenty of greed of his own. He can’t say anything in return and so he chooses to do it with his body, pressing in to pin the Maverick with his chest, one arm abandoning Danta’s shoulders to slide down his side, dragging blunt nails along pale, smoothly scar flecked skin. He deepens the kiss as well, aiming for stars to bloom in their eyes before he parts for air.
But, if he wants to give him the win on that one, Astaroth will let him.
His smile twists into a smirk as if he’s watching the flush of heat bloom in real time against Danta’s skin, his own pen long with goosebumps to feel the starburst against his lower back, giving into that all consuming kiss with plenty of greed of his own. He can’t say anything in return and so he chooses to do it with his body, pressing in to pin the Maverick with his chest, one arm abandoning Danta’s shoulders to slide down his side, dragging blunt nails along pale, smoothly scar flecked skin. He deepens the kiss as well, aiming for stars to bloom in their eyes before he parts for air.
Astaroth
maybe you just like the control
