// standing, stomping in the damage and the ruins of a slip of tongue //
Unfortunately, he almost decides to respond with – the chill in the air enough to make him dress up warmer – returning to jackets whenever out and about again. At least the jackets were fashionable, but it did restrict his movement somewhat. “The leaves are already beginning to change.” He frowns into Danta’s crown, huffing a soft sound of dramatized sorrow as his hand flattens against the Maverick’s spine and smooths up and down over the blonde’s spine.
The frown vanishes with the compliment, an accented “thank you” leaving him playfully despite how he knows he has been doing a good job regardless. It was still nice to hear. Enough that he tilts his head slightly when he feels Danta’s lips press against his throat, giving him more room to press into should he wish to. “Mm, alas… I have you and you far outweigh any other kind of metaphorical riches that may be awaiting me out there.” He drawls, lips curving into a grin. “Perhaps it is under the guise of benefitting me, yet benefits you?” He suggest, tail curling around Danta’s leg for emphasis.
The frown vanishes with the compliment, an accented “thank you” leaving him playfully despite how he knows he has been doing a good job regardless. It was still nice to hear. Enough that he tilts his head slightly when he feels Danta’s lips press against his throat, giving him more room to press into should he wish to. “Mm, alas… I have you and you far outweigh any other kind of metaphorical riches that may be awaiting me out there.” He drawls, lips curving into a grin. “Perhaps it is under the guise of benefitting me, yet benefits you?” He suggest, tail curling around Danta’s leg for emphasis.
Astaroth
// with tragic consequences, i think that we've all made our gravest mistakes //
