// I thought of angels choking on their halos //
"Why, you hungry?" Danta asks, as if Asta has asked for the soap to gnaw on as a snack. Having just scrubbed his face clean and splashed it with cool water, he straightens up and leans back into the cradle of the other man's arms, perhaps more drunk than he'd ancipated and more in need of the contact than he'd dare admit. "Here," he murmurs, turning in Asta's arms to grab a washcloth, soaking it with soap and water so he can start to wipe away the mask from his face (and ears, and neck, and chest, what the fuck).
By the time he thinks he's discovered the butcher under all the layers of green, Flora's voice is echoing down to them and Danta offers Asta smile that's tired but nevertheless content. "You check my work - I'll meet you upstairs," he suggests, leaning in to steal a brief but necessary kiss from his lips, before ducking out of his arms and padding upstairs.
"I was banned from your bedroom this entire time," he announces to Flora, "so I am not wasting the opportunity to fall into your bed now."
By the time he thinks he's discovered the butcher under all the layers of green, Flora's voice is echoing down to them and Danta offers Asta smile that's tired but nevertheless content. "You check my work - I'll meet you upstairs," he suggests, leaning in to steal a brief but necessary kiss from his lips, before ducking out of his arms and padding upstairs.
"I was banned from your bedroom this entire time," he announces to Flora, "so I am not wasting the opportunity to fall into your bed now."
Dantalion
// get them drunk on rose water //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
