in space the stars are no nearer; just glitters, like a morgue
Cocking his head to the side in a gesture that's all too avian, of course Danta isn't privy to the way Asta takes him in. But he does hear the confirmation, his delight stifled by the kiss the other man presses to his lips. "You say the sweetest things to me," he whispers, leaning in again for a real kiss, spending a lingering few moments wordlessly expressing his gratitude, before he withdraws with a final brush of his lips across the butcher's forehead.
Danta is forced to leave Asta momentarily to gather the things he needs, parting one of the drapes to give him enough light to work by but without completely ruining the cozy shade of their den. He returns soon enough, however, crawling right back into the other man's lap with much more than black nail polish, but the butcher has given him permission after all.
"When I'm finished here, you realise I may not want you to look any other way," he warns.
Danta is forced to leave Asta momentarily to gather the things he needs, parting one of the drapes to give him enough light to work by but without completely ruining the cozy shade of their den. He returns soon enough, however, crawling right back into the other man's lap with much more than black nail polish, but the butcher has given him permission after all.
"When I'm finished here, you realise I may not want you to look any other way," he warns.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
