in space the stars are no nearer; just glitters, like a morgue
"Oh, I see," Danta drawls, smiling against Asta's lips and withdrawing if only to better enjoy the fingers that come whispering up the length of his back and into the his fair hair. "Careful, Asta - that almost sounded like a compliment." Tipping the butcher a wink for his trouble, he nevertheless resolves himself to behave for the rest of the morning at the very least. As such, he carefully relaxes himself against the other man, tucking his head beneath his chin and closing his eyes.
"Sanity is over-rated anyway," he adds as an afterthought, smirking a kiss against the hollow of his throat. "Though maybe you can buy more with your triple riches." Because that makes sense, right? Right. Letting out a long, content sigh, Danta peers back up towards Asta after a few moments. "Do we have any plans for today?" he asks.
"Sanity is over-rated anyway," he adds as an afterthought, smirking a kiss against the hollow of his throat. "Though maybe you can buy more with your triple riches." Because that makes sense, right? Right. Letting out a long, content sigh, Danta peers back up towards Asta after a few moments. "Do we have any plans for today?" he asks.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
