// you knew who I was //
Danta lets himself doze for a few minutes on and off, feeling himself rise to wakefulness so comfortably that it almost doesn't feel real. Not the warmth of the blankets and the body he's wrapped around, not the steady rise and fall of Asta's chest, not the relentless drum of a downpour against the windows outside. With a smile curling across his lips, the Maverick stretches out indulgently before curling himself back around his lover, leaning up to press soft kisses against the underside of Asta's jaw, right where his muzzle would normally be.
It isn't entirely clear whether he means to wake the butcher up with his kisses or whether he's just claiming affection when there's nothing anyone can do about it; either way, Danta has no intention of stopping. His fingers skate across Asta's scarred chest in gentle whirls and spirals, his lips brushing over his collarbones until, at last, he huffs a soft breath into the crook of the other man's neck and falls still again.
It isn't entirely clear whether he means to wake the butcher up with his kisses or whether he's just claiming affection when there's nothing anyone can do about it; either way, Danta has no intention of stopping. His fingers skate across Asta's scarred chest in gentle whirls and spirals, his lips brushing over his collarbones until, at last, he huffs a soft breath into the crook of the other man's neck and falls still again.
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
