// make me bleed if you need to confirm that it's something i can do //
He doesn’t mind the way her head angles in against his neck, the smooth warmth of her skin brushed against the carefully manicured beard and his bronze hued skin. He feels the flutter of her lashes, the bitter breath that emits from her as his arm tightens around her shoulders and his hornless head presses a little harder against her for this moment. “Perhaps in some alternative timeline.” Asta murmurs, a hum of eeeh preceding his next words. “You know, where everything is backwards.”
He embraces her each centimeter she sinks into him, until he’s wound mostly around her with the long length of his limbs, taking a moment to set the chai down so he doesn’t spill it on her – uncaring of whether she spilt hers on him. It wasn’t like it would burn him, anyway.
Hearing her question and the follow up offer, the butcher’s low laugh accompanies hers in the starlit night. “Ah, I am far from perfect, Flora darling.” Comes his rumble, the mischief in his gaze as he peels back enough to peer back down at her with the wrinkle to her nose. “Though I suppose my big bad secret is out to you, now.” This is paired with a dramatic roll of his eyes – because Maea telling everyone seemed to be a major thorn in his side as of late.
He embraces her each centimeter she sinks into him, until he’s wound mostly around her with the long length of his limbs, taking a moment to set the chai down so he doesn’t spill it on her – uncaring of whether she spilt hers on him. It wasn’t like it would burn him, anyway.
Hearing her question and the follow up offer, the butcher’s low laugh accompanies hers in the starlit night. “Ah, I am far from perfect, Flora darling.” Comes his rumble, the mischief in his gaze as he peels back enough to peer back down at her with the wrinkle to her nose. “Though I suppose my big bad secret is out to you, now.” This is paired with a dramatic roll of his eyes – because Maea telling everyone seemed to be a major thorn in his side as of late.
Astaroth
// and i'll paint it red //
