// i get a toothache every time i lie to someone i love //
A snort leaves him, soft and airy at the purr – because technically that was true. It had been at home because home had been with him all along. But Danta’s eyes slip shut and Asta curls into him enough that the series of kisses against his throat settle him in more ways than one. He takes a slow and long inhale, breathing in smoke and citrus and salt and iron and it grounds him further. The cigarette long forgotten in the hidden ash tray, smoldering away slowly in little trails of smoke until it eventually goes out.
The mention of the house being a bit broken has him tightening his arms, a comfortable cradle where he can plant his head gently on the hornless crown of his lover and peer out the window to watch the ships in the harbor, shifting with the winds and tides ever so slightly. “Me too, darling.” Comes the soft and quiet admission, unsure if the Maverick even hears it. He’ll feel it, though, in the way Asta remains curled around him to hold him as he sleeps, as he peers out the window until the rocking waves lull the butcher into a soft and deep doze too.
- FIN
The mention of the house being a bit broken has him tightening his arms, a comfortable cradle where he can plant his head gently on the hornless crown of his lover and peer out the window to watch the ships in the harbor, shifting with the winds and tides ever so slightly. “Me too, darling.” Comes the soft and quiet admission, unsure if the Maverick even hears it. He’ll feel it, though, in the way Asta remains curled around him to hold him as he sleeps, as he peers out the window until the rocking waves lull the butcher into a soft and deep doze too.
- FIN
Astaroth
// please just look me in my rotting smile and tell me i'm the only one you think of //
