you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
"Not yet, anyway," Danta trills with a wry smile at the other man as he steps across the room to slip his feet into his shoes. "I'm trusting you to rectify that with these lessons." He doesn't think that learning to dance on a ballroom floor will make him any more of a gentleman, but at the very least, at least he'll be able to stand toe to toe with Asta in the event of any future parties.
Straightening up and turning just in time to see Asta's own glittering addition, Danta's expression is nothing short of impressed (and maybe a tiny bit lovestruck). Crossing the room to his lover, the Maverick reaches up to admire the way the chains hang and glitter amongst the liquid dark of fire obsidian. "Ready," he confirms at last, clearing his throat and stepping back just a fraction to allow Asta to direct what happens next.
"I trust you are going to lead us," he says. "And you'll tell me where to put my hands - and chastise me if they start to wander."
Straightening up and turning just in time to see Asta's own glittering addition, Danta's expression is nothing short of impressed (and maybe a tiny bit lovestruck). Crossing the room to his lover, the Maverick reaches up to admire the way the chains hang and glitter amongst the liquid dark of fire obsidian. "Ready," he confirms at last, clearing his throat and stepping back just a fraction to allow Asta to direct what happens next.
"I trust you are going to lead us," he says. "And you'll tell me where to put my hands - and chastise me if they start to wander."
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
