burned me up and down

// you knew who I was //

"I think I can manage that," Danta purrs, barely resisting the urge to simply tear through the lace and discard the corset if only because he knows Flora will likely want to put it back on later. And so instead, almost infuriatingly gentle, he finishes unlacing the garment and draws it away from her golden skin, allowing the warm caress of the air to taste her flesh before being replaced by their immediate, devouring heat.

With Asta keeping them pinned together, it's with a wicked slant to his smile that the Maverick leans in, lips brushing across Flora's cheek, hands sweeping up her sides to cup her breasts, before his mouth bypasses her entirely to catch the butcher's in a hungry kiss. Humming a note of greedy satisfaction, his hips rocking forward against the Doubletake so she might feel already what the two of them are doing to him, Danta is left breathless as he finally makes his descent to the ground.

Left gazing up at the two of them, all doe eyes and devilish grins, Danta leaves Flora's in Asta's very capable hands as he goes about unbuttoning her shorts to let her shimmy out of them, dragging his own excuse for a shirt over his head as he does.

Dantalion

// with every step that I ran to you //