am i the wolf or the savior?
is my smile too sharp or just my teeth?
is my smile too sharp or just my teeth?
“You are very welcome, darling.” Asta hums from a voice more hoarse, accented, and tired. It doesn’t stop him from gingerly feeding his lover, nor does it stop him from the tilt of his horned head — a line of crimson staining the dark tines adorning it as he flashes a slightly sharper smile to feel the warmth of Danta’s tongue chase his fingers.
Snorting softly, Asta settles back on his heels, another piece of meat vanishing between too sharp teeth and bloodstained lips before another is offered up for the Maverick. “Oh? You’d prefer me to be more restrained?” Comes the teasing drawl, the flick of his tail across the grasses punctuating the words. “And here I thought you enjoyed the more feral parts of me. I am wounded.” A tired and drawled dramatic show verbally, even if his body language is anything but serious.
Snorting softly, Asta settles back on his heels, another piece of meat vanishing between too sharp teeth and bloodstained lips before another is offered up for the Maverick. “Oh? You’d prefer me to be more restrained?” Comes the teasing drawl, the flick of his tail across the grasses punctuating the words. “And here I thought you enjoyed the more feral parts of me. I am wounded.” A tired and drawled dramatic show verbally, even if his body language is anything but serious.
Astaroth
come a little closer
