you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
"Careful," Danta chastises automatically as the protests from Asta's knee echo briefly around the room. Whatever else he has to say is stolen by the other man's lips, his eyes closing briefly at the soft warmth of a kiss that doesn't last nearly long enough. "Mm, I suppose I had better, since you went through all this effort," he murmurs, blinking himself back to the present and allowing the other man to angle him appropriately towards the mirror.
And what he finds staring back at him is nothing short of perfection; macabre, dangerous and oh-so-charming, the fact that they match one another has a curl of heat igniting low in Danta's belly, and he offers a darkly delighted little smile to Asta's reflection. "I don't think we've ever looked so good together," he purrs, glancing to the butcher and raising his eyebrows. "I suppose I should put my shoes on so you can teach me to be graceful?"
And what he finds staring back at him is nothing short of perfection; macabre, dangerous and oh-so-charming, the fact that they match one another has a curl of heat igniting low in Danta's belly, and he offers a darkly delighted little smile to Asta's reflection. "I don't think we've ever looked so good together," he purrs, glancing to the butcher and raising his eyebrows. "I suppose I should put my shoes on so you can teach me to be graceful?"
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
