you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
"Mm, I suppose you're right. I hope you won't be pretending for me, though. I'd quite like to be your partner in crime for the evening, especially if it's a party and people aren't sure who's who." Grinning to himself and rolling his empty glass between his hands, Danta just about resists the urge to ask for the decanter a second time. It can wait, he decides, at least until he's free of the corset.
Smiling knowingly at the butcher's approval of his decision to keep his jewellery on, Danta glances around at Asta just in time to catch the kiss he aims against his lips. Warm and almost guilty in its gentleness, the Maverick nibbles at the other man's lower lip as if to assure him that he's alright. It doesn't stop the instinctive tension that ripples across his shoulders to have him out of sight behind him, but he does his best to squash it down.
Easy enough as the corset is unlaced and eased away from his pale flesh, Danta inhaling a deep breath and letting it out again, his sigh free and unburdened, leaving him just a little lightheaded. "Gods, that's better. Thank you."
Smiling knowingly at the butcher's approval of his decision to keep his jewellery on, Danta glances around at Asta just in time to catch the kiss he aims against his lips. Warm and almost guilty in its gentleness, the Maverick nibbles at the other man's lower lip as if to assure him that he's alright. It doesn't stop the instinctive tension that ripples across his shoulders to have him out of sight behind him, but he does his best to squash it down.
Easy enough as the corset is unlaced and eased away from his pale flesh, Danta inhaling a deep breath and letting it out again, his sigh free and unburdened, leaving him just a little lightheaded. "Gods, that's better. Thank you."
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
