// up above so, up above so quiet //
“Ugh.” Comes the low groan to the playful barb, because had there been a spider making a nest in his antlers, it would not have been an overreaction. But here they are, with the butcher slightly flushed from the rapid increase of his heart rate, trying not to laugh the panic away, head cradled into his palm. “You love me anyway.” He whispers back affectionately.
Leaning into the touch and the kiss to his crown, finally drawing up to glance around them and ensure the spider hasn’t moved an inch closer. Satisfied, his attention finally finds his lover, able to admire in the dust of his crisis the splash of rainbows on the golden waves of his hair. “Gods, please. I would like nothing more.” Comes the soft chuckle, rising in a moment after to slip the chair back into place, extending a hand for Danta to take if he wished to before he ushers them inside. “I will try not to put us in an early grave, but I cannot make any guarantees.” He says with a soft laugh, still flushed red across his cheeks and his ears from the sudden rush of blood.
Leaning into the touch and the kiss to his crown, finally drawing up to glance around them and ensure the spider hasn’t moved an inch closer. Satisfied, his attention finally finds his lover, able to admire in the dust of his crisis the splash of rainbows on the golden waves of his hair. “Gods, please. I would like nothing more.” Comes the soft chuckle, rising in a moment after to slip the chair back into place, extending a hand for Danta to take if he wished to before he ushers them inside. “I will try not to put us in an early grave, but I cannot make any guarantees.” He says with a soft laugh, still flushed red across his cheeks and his ears from the sudden rush of blood.
Astaroth
// down below so, down below so violent //
