// divide me down to the smallest I can be //
It's a good thing that he's welcomed into bed with open arms, because it saves Danta from bullying his way against the butcher. "Yeah, that's usually how it goes for me too," he admits, the words mumbled into Asta's chest as he winds his arms around him in turn. The second he's wrapped in the other man's heat and weight and familiar scent, Danta is at least able to let out a long, relieved sort of breath, nosing into the crook of his neck.
"What do you have left to do? Anything I can help with?" he asks softly, his tail sweeping across the bed to coil around one of Asta's legs, as if to anchor them together further. He doubts there is, because they'd have probably done it by now if so, but he asks anyway, his fingers smoothing down the length of the other man's back and shoulders. "...How are you doing?" He almost doesn't want to know. Not good, he imagines.
"What do you have left to do? Anything I can help with?" he asks softly, his tail sweeping across the bed to coil around one of Asta's legs, as if to anchor them together further. He doubts there is, because they'd have probably done it by now if so, but he asks anyway, his fingers smoothing down the length of the other man's back and shoulders. "...How are you doing?" He almost doesn't want to know. Not good, he imagines.
Dantalion
// put your, put your v-v-venom in me //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
