you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
Moaning at the loss of attention to his aching cock, of course Danta can't complain for too long with the way Asta grasps his hips and takes him, the Maverick's head tipping back a fraction against the other man's. "Only because you are," he promises, his voice little more than a rough whisper that pitches into a groan as the butcher thrusts forward just so, his fingers squeezing around Asta's.
Twisting his free hand more tightly into silken, dark hair, Danta isn't sure whether he wants to pull the butcher back or to press him further against the pale column of his throat. Given his chaotic nature, though, perhaps it isn't so surprising that he chooses the latter, head tilting as if to invite Asta's teeth back against his neck. "Fuck me harder," he whispers; a siren song falling from the lips of his reflection inviting a more savage version of this current tableau.
Twisting his free hand more tightly into silken, dark hair, Danta isn't sure whether he wants to pull the butcher back or to press him further against the pale column of his throat. Given his chaotic nature, though, perhaps it isn't so surprising that he chooses the latter, head tilting as if to invite Asta's teeth back against his neck. "Fuck me harder," he whispers; a siren song falling from the lips of his reflection inviting a more savage version of this current tableau.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
