// sun comin' up on a dream come around //
"I love you too." There's no swagger or wit to Danta's response, the words all but mumbled into Asta's neck, and he melts readily into the butcher's tight embrace as if that feeling alone might burn away any others. Pleasantly exhausted and still a little overstimulated he might be, but it doesn't make his response any less true or sincere. "Dygra help me, but I really do."
Kissing a line of gentle kisses up along Asta's throat until he can nose against his cheek, Danta finally releases his grip on the blankets so he might tease featherlight fingers through the butcher's hair, his other hand reaching up to dance against bronzed and star flecked skin. "We spent so much time hating each other. What a waste," he mutters, not trying to fight against the way his eyes try to close.
"Though I suppose we have the fun of making up for it now, mm?"
Kissing a line of gentle kisses up along Asta's throat until he can nose against his cheek, Danta finally releases his grip on the blankets so he might tease featherlight fingers through the butcher's hair, his other hand reaching up to dance against bronzed and star flecked skin. "We spent so much time hating each other. What a waste," he mutters, not trying to fight against the way his eyes try to close.
"Though I suppose we have the fun of making up for it now, mm?"
Dantalion
// one hundred years from the empire now //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
