the evidence is on my body
but I never complain
but I never complain
“I know.” Asta hums, a husky purr to the shell of Danta’s ear, nosing his way into short, cropped blonde on the side of the Maverick’s head. Feeling the clutch of his fingers, the fire spreads, licking up against his chest and up their arms, still just as intertwined.
Despite having that control, when Danta grinds against him it drags a low moan of a sound from his throat, the stuttering of his hand at the other Ancient’s cock. He recovers quickly, at least, in how his hips rock into Danta’s, hand abandoning the blonde’s length to press his fingertips into his hip to help the rise and fall. It isn’t a position he’s used to, so he stutters it at first before finding his rhythm, all while purring quiet breathy sounds into Danta’s ear from bloodstained lips.
“Gods, you are perfect.” He lets his deep accented voice pitch, as if to prove to him just how each and every time he found himself in this position that Danta handled the butcher better than even he could imagine.
Despite having that control, when Danta grinds against him it drags a low moan of a sound from his throat, the stuttering of his hand at the other Ancient’s cock. He recovers quickly, at least, in how his hips rock into Danta’s, hand abandoning the blonde’s length to press his fingertips into his hip to help the rise and fall. It isn’t a position he’s used to, so he stutters it at first before finding his rhythm, all while purring quiet breathy sounds into Danta’s ear from bloodstained lips.
“Gods, you are perfect.” He lets his deep accented voice pitch, as if to prove to him just how each and every time he found himself in this position that Danta handled the butcher better than even he could imagine.
Astaroth
i wear it as a lesson, a curse, and a blessing
