// I thought of angels choking on their halos //
"Well, who am I to deny you something you'd like?" Danta says, all crooked smiles and swagger as Asta sets the flask aside. With any lingering pain from their accidental fight(?) wiped away by Torchline's healing water, he welcomes the butcher into his space with a playful snap of his teeth, only to lean in to deliver the promised kiss to his (now perfectly healed, but let's pretend) lips.
Letting one of his arms slip around Asta's shoulders, it isn't long before Danta gives up the fight to stay sitting up; kissing the other man soft and slow, he sinks back into the warm heat of the towel, drawing the butcher over him like a blanket he never wants to take off. They are far from the only couple out here canoodling in the sand - and much more besides, he has no doubt - but gods if it doesn't feel good to have an easy moment like this all to themselves.
"Better?" he whispers as he finally draws back with one last flick of his tongue, tasting no blood in Asta's kiss - only the lingering sweetness of the cocktail.
Letting one of his arms slip around Asta's shoulders, it isn't long before Danta gives up the fight to stay sitting up; kissing the other man soft and slow, he sinks back into the warm heat of the towel, drawing the butcher over him like a blanket he never wants to take off. They are far from the only couple out here canoodling in the sand - and much more besides, he has no doubt - but gods if it doesn't feel good to have an easy moment like this all to themselves.
"Better?" he whispers as he finally draws back with one last flick of his tongue, tasting no blood in Asta's kiss - only the lingering sweetness of the cocktail.
Dantalion
// get them drunk on rose water //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
