// the kinda wrong that make you feel right //
"Okay," Danta repeats with a soft smile, before falling silent and relaxing as Asta lulls himself easily off into slumber. The Maverick stays like that for a while longer, until he can sense that the butcher is deeply asleep and not likely to stir from his moving around. Only then does Danta reach for the sorry bundle of green that is meant to be a frog, setting the extra material on Asta's chest and continuing to create what will surely end up being a monstrosity of a frog.
Hours later when his lover finally stirs, said frog is complete and snuggled into the crook of Asta's neck and Danta has had someone deliver food, wine and a fresh stock of medicine and painkillers, because apparently this is who they are now. Nursing a glass of wine in one hand and listening to the evening bustle of the Last Whisper outside, the Maverick is apparently very content to sit like this indefinitely. His free hand has been smoothing through Asta's hair in slow passes, tiny wisps of flame igniting between his fingers, and though the muzzle and its extra straps does make things more difficult, he has no intention of leaving the butcher without some well deserved fuss.
Hours later when his lover finally stirs, said frog is complete and snuggled into the crook of Asta's neck and Danta has had someone deliver food, wine and a fresh stock of medicine and painkillers, because apparently this is who they are now. Nursing a glass of wine in one hand and listening to the evening bustle of the Last Whisper outside, the Maverick is apparently very content to sit like this indefinitely. His free hand has been smoothing through Asta's hair in slow passes, tiny wisps of flame igniting between his fingers, and though the muzzle and its extra straps does make things more difficult, he has no intention of leaving the butcher without some well deserved fuss.
Dantalion
// the little death that make you feel alive //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
