// divide me down to the smallest I can be //
Shivering to feel the rumble of the butcher's good morning against his skin, Danta's head tilts to welcome Asta against his throat, relishing in the fire bright fingers that plunge into the back of his hair. "I never had a doubt--" He's cut off by his own sharp huff of breath at the sparks of pleasure and pain that chase through the mark left against his neck, his fingers smoothing across heavily scarred shoulders and down the length of his spine.
"I hate to say it, but a guy could get used to this sort of behaviour in the mornings," he purrs, his sly smile audible in his voice. Sure that what he does next will infuriate his control freak of a lover, Danta nevertheless tries to push himself off the door if only enough so he can hook his other leg around Asta's waist, letting his upper back brace against the wood to hold his weight.
"I hate to say it, but a guy could get used to this sort of behaviour in the mornings," he purrs, his sly smile audible in his voice. Sure that what he does next will infuriate his control freak of a lover, Danta nevertheless tries to push himself off the door if only enough so he can hook his other leg around Asta's waist, letting his upper back brace against the wood to hold his weight.
Dantalion
// put your, put your v-v-venom in me //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
