you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
"I could watch it all day," Danta whispers, his voice breathless and tight with pleasure, at odds with the rough timbre he can feel rumbling against his back and throat as the butcher speaks. Already he's past the point of no return, every hitch of breath and stutter of the other man's hips ferrying him closer to climax, such that as Asta's hands leave him, however briefly, Danta merely uses the opportunity to melt further back against him, forcing his body to relax even as his orgasm shudders forth.
They cum almost at the same time, though the Maverick's cry of bliss is cut off by the hands that encircle his throat and collarbones, by the possessive growl he can just about hear through the static in his ears. Clutching at one of Asta's wrists and sinking down onto him as much as he can handle, Danta is left panting heavily, blood trickling through Asta's fingers and down his chest, though if he cares at all, he's forgotten to mention it.
"Yours," he confirms in a hoarse whisper, content to be had and held and possessed for as long as it takes for the butcher to come back to himself.
They cum almost at the same time, though the Maverick's cry of bliss is cut off by the hands that encircle his throat and collarbones, by the possessive growl he can just about hear through the static in his ears. Clutching at one of Asta's wrists and sinking down onto him as much as he can handle, Danta is left panting heavily, blood trickling through Asta's fingers and down his chest, though if he cares at all, he's forgotten to mention it.
"Yours," he confirms in a hoarse whisper, content to be had and held and possessed for as long as it takes for the butcher to come back to himself.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
