// the kinda wrong that make you feel right //
"That's because you didn't move," Danta confirms with a grin, letting his fingertips play through the back of Asta's hair even as his eyes close briefly to enjoy the fuss he recieves in return. "Much as I liked having you warm my lap for hours, though, I was starting to get a little bored. So it's good to have you back." One of his hands drops to deftly press at the tight muscles of the butcher's good shoulder, even as he follows his gaze to the sling.
"Mm, that's a good point," he agrees, albeit reluctantly. "I suppose you'd better keep it on a little longer, then. Lucky you've got me to give you a helping hand, no?" Winking, Danta shifts a little more beneath Asta so he can properly enjoy the way the other man fits against his body, warmed by the heat of him and the fire crackling nearby. "What would you like to do with our evening?" he asks. "We could get drunk and pass out?"
"Mm, that's a good point," he agrees, albeit reluctantly. "I suppose you'd better keep it on a little longer, then. Lucky you've got me to give you a helping hand, no?" Winking, Danta shifts a little more beneath Asta so he can properly enjoy the way the other man fits against his body, warmed by the heat of him and the fire crackling nearby. "What would you like to do with our evening?" he asks. "We could get drunk and pass out?"
Dantalion
// the little death that make you feel alive //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
