we thieves and lovers will keep up our urges to sin, to sin
let your desire be simply acquired within, within
let your desire be simply acquired within, within
It’s as beautiful as it is destructive – Danta drawn back as the butcher loses himself in the mixture of his rising pleasure and the blood that paints their lips in a smeared and messy dark hue. He rides out the lingering pleasure with Danta’s thrusts, shivering toward the end between the brief bouts of overstimulation – enough that his arms wind around Danta tightly, possessively, utterly devoted by the time he sinks down onto him and presses his head into the crook of his neck. His head tilts slightly over to press against the diamond horns, panting to try and catch his breaths.
“Danta..” Asta hums in turn, a quiet whisper of his own, hoarse from a raw throat – though he wouldn’t have it any other way. His arms remain tight around him, hugging him close as if by sheer hope they could press together enough to become one. It’s in this haze of post-orgasm bliss that the butcher tilts his head to press a kiss to his temple and murmurs against a jeweled ear. “I love you.” Comes the soft hum, though no less full of complete affection and adoration.
The shower could come far later, as far as Asta's concerned.
“Danta..” Asta hums in turn, a quiet whisper of his own, hoarse from a raw throat – though he wouldn’t have it any other way. His arms remain tight around him, hugging him close as if by sheer hope they could press together enough to become one. It’s in this haze of post-orgasm bliss that the butcher tilts his head to press a kiss to his temple and murmurs against a jeweled ear. “I love you.” Comes the soft hum, though no less full of complete affection and adoration.
The shower could come far later, as far as Asta's concerned.
Astaroth
if you want me all to yourself, then take on the leap
