/// come close to midnight, hell fade me down
and then my eyes got used to the darkness
and then my eyes got used to the darkness
The come down is quiet, no need for anything else to spur it on as the butcher holds his lover close, like nothing could interrupt them in the shroud of his shadows and his full and absolute attention. The whisper back, pressed into his temple, sparks a hoarse hum of a laugh to rumble through him before he sighs. “For not having a dragon shift,” like you, “I am quite fond of my treasures.”
Leaning in to claim the softer kiss, the one that lingers and fills in all the gaps formed by the quick rush of sensation and emotions their tryst in the woods has brought, he pulls away to let Danta speak, forehead to forehead as if there were no other place he’d rather be. His hands continue to curl around his lover’s body, keeping him close and in this tender, intimate moment as the exhaustion begins to start showing in the twitch and tremble of muscles in his legs, noticed only by the extension of his tail as it remains wrapped around one of Danta’s legs. “I would hate to be that person that keeps us apart.” Because between the two of them, trying to get back to one another, Asta would gladly let the world burn.
“I know we had plans, however… Would you be opposed to a nap out here?” He asks softly, withdrawing a touch to reach up and fix a loose strand of Danta’s hair, tucking it under a beautiful rainbow horn.
Leaning in to claim the softer kiss, the one that lingers and fills in all the gaps formed by the quick rush of sensation and emotions their tryst in the woods has brought, he pulls away to let Danta speak, forehead to forehead as if there were no other place he’d rather be. His hands continue to curl around his lover’s body, keeping him close and in this tender, intimate moment as the exhaustion begins to start showing in the twitch and tremble of muscles in his legs, noticed only by the extension of his tail as it remains wrapped around one of Danta’s legs. “I would hate to be that person that keeps us apart.” Because between the two of them, trying to get back to one another, Asta would gladly let the world burn.
“I know we had plans, however… Would you be opposed to a nap out here?” He asks softly, withdrawing a touch to reach up and fix a loose strand of Danta’s hair, tucking it under a beautiful rainbow horn.
Astaroth
and everyone that i knew,
was lost and so long forgotten after you ///
was lost and so long forgotten after you ///
