// you knew who I was //
Humming a soft complaint to feel Asta withdraw, it's with the smallest hint of confusion in his face that he watches the other man lean in to seemingly kiss his cheek. Only as the sweet sting of it floods through him does he realise why, Danta's smile one of crooked understanding, though before he might offer any comment on it, Asta leans in and his mouth fills with the taste of iron and honey and smoke.
As distractions go it's a very good one, the Maverick lost in I want you toos and the way every touch leaves a trail of fire in its wake. It's enough that he far from minds as the butcher's clever fingers tug at his shorts, Danta adjusting himself so as to not make it too difficult a thing for him to accomplish. "Not darling," he whispers, shivering at the hand teasing across his inner thighs and, perhaps surprisingly, turning in Asta's arms to press himself back against his chest.
"Call me the other one." Smirking over his shoulder, while he might be all mischief and foreplay, the request is still an earnest one, Danta nosing gently against the butcher's jaw.
As distractions go it's a very good one, the Maverick lost in I want you toos and the way every touch leaves a trail of fire in its wake. It's enough that he far from minds as the butcher's clever fingers tug at his shorts, Danta adjusting himself so as to not make it too difficult a thing for him to accomplish. "Not darling," he whispers, shivering at the hand teasing across his inner thighs and, perhaps surprisingly, turning in Asta's arms to press himself back against his chest.
"Call me the other one." Smirking over his shoulder, while he might be all mischief and foreplay, the request is still an earnest one, Danta nosing gently against the butcher's jaw.
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
