// divide me down to the smallest I can be //
He practically feels as if he and Asta have been living completely different lives since this whole nonsense with the crows begun. More than once Danta has been tempted to say fuck it, it isn't worth everything the butcher is putting himself through for something that they've had a handle on, more or less (or not at all, really, but shut up), but he's managed to stop himself if only because he knows if they don't push through this now, things will be infinitely worse from here on out.
Having tagged Asta in for his turn to sleep with little more than a brief kiss and a pat on the butt for good luck, Danta has been making himself busy in the Dusklight, doing theocrat things, making a general nuisance of himself, and ensuring the brothel is still running more or less as expected.
But given the midafternoon lull, he's bored, he's frustrated, and he's very much done. He swears he can hear the butcher tossing and turning up in their rooms as he prowls upstairs, clicking open the door and shutting it behind him abruptly enough to prove he isn't trying to be quiet for Asta's benefit. Kicking off his shoes and appearing, quite suddenly to the other man, no doubt, under the canopy in their den, Danta wastes no time whatsoever in drawing back the blankets and gesturing for his lover to make room.
"I know you're sleeping, so I won't bother you. Just... give me an hour, okay?"
Having tagged Asta in for his turn to sleep with little more than a brief kiss and a pat on the butt for good luck, Danta has been making himself busy in the Dusklight, doing theocrat things, making a general nuisance of himself, and ensuring the brothel is still running more or less as expected.
But given the midafternoon lull, he's bored, he's frustrated, and he's very much done. He swears he can hear the butcher tossing and turning up in their rooms as he prowls upstairs, clicking open the door and shutting it behind him abruptly enough to prove he isn't trying to be quiet for Asta's benefit. Kicking off his shoes and appearing, quite suddenly to the other man, no doubt, under the canopy in their den, Danta wastes no time whatsoever in drawing back the blankets and gesturing for his lover to make room.
"I know you're sleeping, so I won't bother you. Just... give me an hour, okay?"
Dantalion
// put your, put your v-v-venom in me //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
