// I thought of angels choking on their halos //
"There can be if you like," Danta quips to Asta with a grin. "Though as a crow I'm much less capable of cuddling, so probably a good idea that I stay like this." He does raise his eyebrows at the idea of Flora being impaled by one or both of them, and as the butcher draws up his glamour, it's with a melodramatic sigh that the Maverick follows suit. Shaking out his fair hair and nestling in closer, it takes all of a few seconds before Danta is bonelessly relaxing into the bed and against Flora, more than close enough to feel Asta's fingers brush against him.
"By pushing one of us out of bed, he means him," he quickly clarifies, his wicked smile half hidden in the pillows as the cool darkness already threatens to drag him under. Only the Doubletake's strange, still silence keeps him awake, and when she speaks, it's almost as if he's been waiting for it. "Well, Jack didn't know what the fuck he was missing, did he? More fool him," he informs her, sassy as you like, and as her fingers come skating across his skin, Danta only melts further into the touch.
"Suits me just fine," he purrs, worming one of his arms under the pillows and huffing out a long, content sigh.
"By pushing one of us out of bed, he means him," he quickly clarifies, his wicked smile half hidden in the pillows as the cool darkness already threatens to drag him under. Only the Doubletake's strange, still silence keeps him awake, and when she speaks, it's almost as if he's been waiting for it. "Well, Jack didn't know what the fuck he was missing, did he? More fool him," he informs her, sassy as you like, and as her fingers come skating across his skin, Danta only melts further into the touch.
"Suits me just fine," he purrs, worming one of his arms under the pillows and huffing out a long, content sigh.
Dantalion
// get them drunk on rose water //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
