meet me in the middle

// I thought of angels choking on their halos //

"Flora," Danta responds, his grin positively salacious by now as he considers the reality that might be unfolding before them. Of course they speak about the Doubletake, in public and behind closed doors, and though it has never gotten to the stage where they've openly discussed what it would be like to fuck her (Asta already has firsthand experience in that, granted), there's no denying her raw appeal.

Especially not when she's sitting right before him, lips painted red as fresh blood and with her curls falling so effortlessly around her shoulders. Especially not when she's talking about fucking him. "A birthday present, too? Gods, you're putting my ideas to shame already," he almost groans. "Oh - speaking of which - before I forget, you and your captain are cordially invited to the surprise party I'm throwing Asta for his birthday later this season."

If they aren't too busy fucking by that point.

Humming out a long sigh and raising a hand to wave it at her, Danta shakes his head. "Get that out of your mind already, okay? It will never be perfect. Aim for perfect and be disappointed. You just need to be comfortable in what you're doing, and confident about it. All we're doing is making sure you go into this knowing all the important stuff. And the most important part is that everyone cums away happy." He winks.

Dantalion

// get them drunk on rose water //