// sun comin' up on a dream come around //
"Carve your way out?" Danta grimaces at that, scooting perhaps a little closer to Asta on the bed despite already being practically in his lap, the Maverick letting a casual hand rest atop his lover's thigh. "Sounds delightful. At least this place isn't really in Halo, so we don't have to worry about being snowed in unless that's what you really want."
With his eyes lighting up automatically at the thought of ursurs - Danta still wants to go and hunt one, naturally - he watches with quiet curiosity as Asta twists and spins the blade so effortlessly in his fingers, seeming more far away by the second. "We are on vacation, remember," he reminds him with a smirk, turning his head to accept the obnoxious nuzzling. "So if this is getting too intense, we can always switch the room up."
The last thing he wants is to trigger some existential Ferox crisis when Asta has only had the luxury of a dreamless sleep for a few days, the Maverick stretching an arm around the butcher with a grin. "I hope I'm no considered something that got too close in here," he teases. "I'd quite like you not to use that knife on me."
With his eyes lighting up automatically at the thought of ursurs - Danta still wants to go and hunt one, naturally - he watches with quiet curiosity as Asta twists and spins the blade so effortlessly in his fingers, seeming more far away by the second. "We are on vacation, remember," he reminds him with a smirk, turning his head to accept the obnoxious nuzzling. "So if this is getting too intense, we can always switch the room up."
The last thing he wants is to trigger some existential Ferox crisis when Asta has only had the luxury of a dreamless sleep for a few days, the Maverick stretching an arm around the butcher with a grin. "I hope I'm no considered something that got too close in here," he teases. "I'd quite like you not to use that knife on me."
Dantalion
// one hundred years from the empire now //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
