// i get a toothache every time i lie to someone i love //
“It is a good thing we have plenty of wine, mm?” Not just here, but back at the Dusklight as well. Plenty of room to get better at tasting the red in the wine. But the butcher snorts for the next comment, an almost exhausted sigh leaving him shortly before he’s leaning in to steal a bite - careful and gentle so as to not draw blood before his intentions are made.
His teeth make quick work of the slice of strawberry, the sweetness blooming on his tongue among the hint of freshness that’s exactly as refreshing as the butcher had hoped. But, unable to leave anything alone, Asta smirks back at Danta after he’s swallowed his bite. “It tastes like red.” He touts, flashing a wink as his lover leans in, the kiss to the corner of his mouth bolstering, granting Asta the moment to lean in and press his own against Danta’s jaw and chin.
He paves a path toward the Maverick’s jeweled ear. “I am rather impatient. I could leave the cobbler for breakfast and have you for dessert.” Comes the purred suggestion in response, punctuating it with a kiss dropped against the pale line of his neck, one that lingers enough to leave a tiny red mark that will vanish before too long. "What do you think, love?"
His teeth make quick work of the slice of strawberry, the sweetness blooming on his tongue among the hint of freshness that’s exactly as refreshing as the butcher had hoped. But, unable to leave anything alone, Asta smirks back at Danta after he’s swallowed his bite. “It tastes like red.” He touts, flashing a wink as his lover leans in, the kiss to the corner of his mouth bolstering, granting Asta the moment to lean in and press his own against Danta’s jaw and chin.
He paves a path toward the Maverick’s jeweled ear. “I am rather impatient. I could leave the cobbler for breakfast and have you for dessert.” Comes the purred suggestion in response, punctuating it with a kiss dropped against the pale line of his neck, one that lingers enough to leave a tiny red mark that will vanish before too long. "What do you think, love?"
Astaroth
// please just look me in my rotting smile and tell me i'm the only one you think of //
