you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
"Then it's a date," Danta chimes, getting ever more used to those words spilling from his lips. It's almost laughable to think that they had once been so afraid of change that they wouldn't even stand too close to one another lest people catch on. These days, at least, their affection is casual and easy in public (and downright voracious in private).
And so as Asta's arms wind around him and he turns them, however playfully, away from the envious gaze of his shadow, the Maverick can't stop the laughter that spills from his lips, a wicked gleam in his eyes - and no, he's absolutely not oblivious to the subtle press of the butcher's hips into his own. "Is that so?" he purrs. "You know, I rather thought it was the other way around."
Raising his eyebrows as if inviting Asta to rebuke that point, instead Danta is treated to the taste of his lover's lips. Humming a note of pleasure and approval into the butcher's mouth, he all but drapes himself against the other man, craving every touch he's willing to give, every taste of him that he can get.
And so as Asta's arms wind around him and he turns them, however playfully, away from the envious gaze of his shadow, the Maverick can't stop the laughter that spills from his lips, a wicked gleam in his eyes - and no, he's absolutely not oblivious to the subtle press of the butcher's hips into his own. "Is that so?" he purrs. "You know, I rather thought it was the other way around."
Raising his eyebrows as if inviting Asta to rebuke that point, instead Danta is treated to the taste of his lover's lips. Humming a note of pleasure and approval into the butcher's mouth, he all but drapes himself against the other man, craving every touch he's willing to give, every taste of him that he can get.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
