Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
Able to feel the bump of Asta's pulse against his lips, Danta is suddenly keenly aware of why the butcher so thoroughly enjoys burying his teeth in his neck, and while he has no intention of doing the same, he does spend a moment relishing in the thunder of blood beneath his skin. Leaving a kiss that will mark his throat instead, as if in reward to hear the purr of approval rumble out of him, his fingers flex ever so slightly against Asta's hips.
Self-control was already in very short supply before they found themselves in this position, and as Danta rocks forward again, it's about all he can do not to tangle his fingers in the back of Asta's hair and fuck him to oblivion. Perhaps another time; for now he keeps his pace steady (for now being the key part), biting back his moan given how close the kitchens are through the door and letting his hand snake between them to grasp Asta's cock and take over, squeezing and stroking a rhythm to compliment his own.
"Fuck," he hisses, breathless in his rising pleasure. "The things I'd do to you if we had the chance."
Self-control was already in very short supply before they found themselves in this position, and as Danta rocks forward again, it's about all he can do not to tangle his fingers in the back of Asta's hair and fuck him to oblivion. Perhaps another time; for now he keeps his pace steady (for now being the key part), biting back his moan given how close the kitchens are through the door and letting his hand snake between them to grasp Asta's cock and take over, squeezing and stroking a rhythm to compliment his own.
"Fuck," he hisses, breathless in his rising pleasure. "The things I'd do to you if we had the chance."
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
