you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
Humming a wicked laugh into the kiss he's stolen from Asta's lips as he realises he's thoroughly silenced him, Danta arches into the gentle, calloused touch of his hands, relishing the way they corset his body almost completely. A rough moan rumbles in his throat as the other man surges forward to deepen the kiss further, the Maverick automatically hooking a leg up and around Asta's hips as if to keep him pinned close.
Panting into the quiet space between them as they finally pause for breath, it's with a soft chuckle that he follows the butcher's gaze - and his clever fingers - to the waist of his pants (which have already started to tent, thanks Asta). "Yeah? In front of the trees?" he asks, as if the other man has suggested something positively scandalous. "Imagine the rumours they'll whisper across the forest."
Letting his fingers dance up the nape of Asta's neck to plunge into his dark hair, clearly Danta has no qualms whatsoever about being a raunchy story that the Greatwood tells to itself, and he bounces his eyebrows in challenge.
Panting into the quiet space between them as they finally pause for breath, it's with a soft chuckle that he follows the butcher's gaze - and his clever fingers - to the waist of his pants (which have already started to tent, thanks Asta). "Yeah? In front of the trees?" he asks, as if the other man has suggested something positively scandalous. "Imagine the rumours they'll whisper across the forest."
Letting his fingers dance up the nape of Asta's neck to plunge into his dark hair, clearly Danta has no qualms whatsoever about being a raunchy story that the Greatwood tells to itself, and he bounces his eyebrows in challenge.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
