// sun comin' up on a dream come around //
Arching against the blunt nails that come dragging down the length of his back, the movement inadvertantly driving his hips forward a little harder than intended, Danta's moan is a bitten back thing as he tries to fight against just how good the other man feels all around him. "That doesn't seem fair..." He pants, as bratty in response as Asta is in his remarks, the Maverick smiling a brief kiss against the curve of his jaw, nosing at the scruff on his cheek. "But I suppose - ah - I suppose you're right..."
Feeling lines of fire in the wake of Asta's touch all over him, Danta stretches his free hand above the butcher's head as if to brace himself over him properly, his fingers clutching at the furs for purchase. "Touch yourself," he invites, the words a breathless purr somewhere near the shell of Asta's ear. "I want to see you come undone." Having picked a pace as brutal as it is almost frustratingly slow, the hand grasping at his lover's hip shifts up a fraction, so Danta can slip it beneath the small of Asta's back, arching him deliciously against any further friction between them.
Feeling lines of fire in the wake of Asta's touch all over him, Danta stretches his free hand above the butcher's head as if to brace himself over him properly, his fingers clutching at the furs for purchase. "Touch yourself," he invites, the words a breathless purr somewhere near the shell of Asta's ear. "I want to see you come undone." Having picked a pace as brutal as it is almost frustratingly slow, the hand grasping at his lover's hip shifts up a fraction, so Danta can slip it beneath the small of Asta's back, arching him deliciously against any further friction between them.
Dantalion
// one hundred years from the empire now //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
