you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
Asta enters him at last and Danta rewards him with a soft cry of pleasure and relief, his arms winding around the butcher’s shoulders and his fingers plunging back into his dark hair as he’s pulled down onto his waiting cock. ”It feels even better than it sounds—” he promises, interrupted by his own moan as he arches against the tree trunk and into Asta’s waiting hands, grinding against him. He’s lost for a moment, then, nothing but raw feeling and breathless gasps of air as they move together, as the world shrinks down to the feel of the other man and the way every part of him comes to life in his grip.
Surging forward as if needing to taste his lover’s lips more than the air he breathes, Danta seeks out his lips in a kiss that’s utterly at odds with the way they fuck; soft and unhurried, like they might stay like this all afternoon. Only when he feels his lungs burn does he reluctantly draw back, his tail curling around the butcher’s upper thigh and squeezing hard, as if he might be able to have more of him. ”I love you,” he whispers, sudden and unbidden. It isn’t often that the Maverick is seized by affection in the throes of sex, but gods, he suddenly can’t go without saying it.
Surging forward as if needing to taste his lover’s lips more than the air he breathes, Danta seeks out his lips in a kiss that’s utterly at odds with the way they fuck; soft and unhurried, like they might stay like this all afternoon. Only when he feels his lungs burn does he reluctantly draw back, his tail curling around the butcher’s upper thigh and squeezing hard, as if he might be able to have more of him. ”I love you,” he whispers, sudden and unbidden. It isn’t often that the Maverick is seized by affection in the throes of sex, but gods, he suddenly can’t go without saying it.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
