you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
Oblivious to his lover's new magic, Danta has spent most of the morning thus far doing his very best not to ruin things by being his usually chaotic self. He helps to move the furniture out of the way, ensures the candles are away from anything particularly flammable, drinks his coffee without complaint and has spent the past few minutes showering. Only as he emerges, hair already drying in soft waves about his face, a towel around his hips, does he see the corset, and the first little hint of reluctance twitches in the smile he conjures.
"I see," he says, clearing his throat and rolling his shoulders before schooling himself into acquiescence. "Well, we all know I'm nothing if not flexible." In body if not in attitude, but for today he's willing to put himself into Asta's more than capable hands. "Alright - I suppose we'd better get me into this, hadn't we? I hear that ballroom dancing with my dick out is somewhat frowned upon in proper social circles."
"I see," he says, clearing his throat and rolling his shoulders before schooling himself into acquiescence. "Well, we all know I'm nothing if not flexible." In body if not in attitude, but for today he's willing to put himself into Asta's more than capable hands. "Alright - I suppose we'd better get me into this, hadn't we? I hear that ballroom dancing with my dick out is somewhat frowned upon in proper social circles."
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
