you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
Panting softly into the fraction of space that opens between them, it’s with heavily lidded eyes that Danta turns his face into the tantalising brush of Asta’s lips. He swears he can feel the heat burning in the butcher’s cheeks as a warmth on his skin, though it’s increasingly difficult to focus on the sweet nuances of their affection when the other man’s hand has found its way into his pants and is going thoroughly to work.
”How could I say no?” he breathes, though he almost changes his mind when Asta draws away, even though he’s arguably not going far. With fingers loose in his dark hair and his free hand dropping to rest against one of the butcher’s broad shoulders, Danta can’t help but stare as his lover frees him completely from the confines of his clothes.
With smoky shadows unfurling like wings from his shoulders and a hot mouth dragging wicked pleasure with every skilled curl of his tongue, Danta’s fingers tighten quite without his permission, gripping against the tines of one obsidian horn. ”Oh, fuck…” He sighs out the words in time with the unintentional roll of his hips, as if to chase the bliss of his lover’s touch.
”How could I say no?” he breathes, though he almost changes his mind when Asta draws away, even though he’s arguably not going far. With fingers loose in his dark hair and his free hand dropping to rest against one of the butcher’s broad shoulders, Danta can’t help but stare as his lover frees him completely from the confines of his clothes.
With smoky shadows unfurling like wings from his shoulders and a hot mouth dragging wicked pleasure with every skilled curl of his tongue, Danta’s fingers tighten quite without his permission, gripping against the tines of one obsidian horn. ”Oh, fuck…” He sighs out the words in time with the unintentional roll of his hips, as if to chase the bliss of his lover’s touch.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
