// day breaks sorrow //
The white wine in the glass is refreshing as it is bolstering, watching as Danta slowly settles back into himself. It’s a comfort, one that the butcher doesn’t take for granted with the revelation that had occurred today. Their food arrives, raw as can be but still being palatable, and Asta immediately decides that even though they’ll eat here, perhaps a chance to step outside of the Dusklight and spread wings and seek out a salve for their bloodlust might prove beneficial.
So his hand drops to cover Danta’s against his thigh, giving it a light squeeze as his tail curls around his lover’s leg. “If anything, it appears to have bolstered them.” He hums with a smile and a raise of his brow, leaning into Danta at his side while his free hand pierces a portion of the raw meat. Lifting it to his lips and taking a bite, his sharp teeth makes quick work of piercing the flesh, the butcher swallows it down politely.
“When we are finished here, would you like to join me on a hunt before the evening is through?” He asks, tilting his head to look over at Danta with warmth sparking in his dark honey gaze.
So his hand drops to cover Danta’s against his thigh, giving it a light squeeze as his tail curls around his lover’s leg. “If anything, it appears to have bolstered them.” He hums with a smile and a raise of his brow, leaning into Danta at his side while his free hand pierces a portion of the raw meat. Lifting it to his lips and taking a bite, his sharp teeth makes quick work of piercing the flesh, the butcher swallows it down politely.
“When we are finished here, would you like to join me on a hunt before the evening is through?” He asks, tilting his head to look over at Danta with warmth sparking in his dark honey gaze.
Astaroth
// and i still feel the edge of this cold knife //
