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
“Mhmm,” he agrees, knowing he’s right about it because he won’t let anyone take Danta away from his freedom. And for the moment, with it just being them and the beauty of the Climb they knew, Asta focuses on warming each and every cold chill away from his lover’s bones, helping him work out the knots and tension that had lingered there for centuries.
As for the food and drink, though, his dark gaze — made a perfect hue of blood hued honey with the amber light of the sunset of the Climb, drifts toward the side table with a low vibrating chuckle that Danta would be able to feel from how he’s wound around the Maverick. “I thought it might, but I was not sure if you squirreled it away somewhere else.” He teases, pressing a kiss to the back of his neck before he leans over to snag a glass still half full of wine.
Taking a long and indulgent sip of it, he offers it to his lover before winding his arms around his middle and presses his chin atop Danta’s shoulder, blinking out at the sun as it encases the view of the Climb they have. “As for our bags, I do not think we will need them any time soon, either.” He surely doesn’t have plans of leaving this room right now, nor does he think Danta plans to either with the way he seemed to keep nodding off now and then.
As for the food and drink, though, his dark gaze — made a perfect hue of blood hued honey with the amber light of the sunset of the Climb, drifts toward the side table with a low vibrating chuckle that Danta would be able to feel from how he’s wound around the Maverick. “I thought it might, but I was not sure if you squirreled it away somewhere else.” He teases, pressing a kiss to the back of his neck before he leans over to snag a glass still half full of wine.
Taking a long and indulgent sip of it, he offers it to his lover before winding his arms around his middle and presses his chin atop Danta’s shoulder, blinking out at the sun as it encases the view of the Climb they have. “As for our bags, I do not think we will need them any time soon, either.” He surely doesn’t have plans of leaving this room right now, nor does he think Danta plans to either with the way he seemed to keep nodding off now and then.
Astaroth
if you want me all to yourself, then take on the leap
