// I wish I had a reason //
"But I'm so good at complaining," Danta - yes - complains, the Maverick managing to flash a devilish smile up at Asta just before he's being ushered even closer to the other man. Not complaining in the slighest, he grumbles something affectionate and content and nuzzles into the side of the butcher's neck, arms wound loosely around his waist as he leans his weight against him further.
"I'm glad you said that, though," he continues, his voice muffled and the side of his mouth kicking up in a smirk, "because I do feel kind of shitty after being out in the rain for so long."
Inhaling deeply of the scent of blood and smoke and whiskey, Danta shifts just enough to rest his chin properly against Asta's shoulder, his grin audible in his voice. "Like a lighthouse," he says helpfully - that's a sort of beacon, isn't it?
With a shiver running up the length of his spine as the heat from the other man's palms press heat and life back into his bones, he's already trying to persuade them towards the dark sanctuary of their bed.
"I'm glad you said that, though," he continues, his voice muffled and the side of his mouth kicking up in a smirk, "because I do feel kind of shitty after being out in the rain for so long."
Inhaling deeply of the scent of blood and smoke and whiskey, Danta shifts just enough to rest his chin properly against Asta's shoulder, his grin audible in his voice. "Like a lighthouse," he says helpfully - that's a sort of beacon, isn't it?
With a shiver running up the length of his spine as the heat from the other man's palms press heat and life back into his bones, he's already trying to persuade them towards the dark sanctuary of their bed.
Dantalion
// my flaws are open season //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
