you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
"You have? How sweet," Danta purrs, as though having someone keep a tally of all the sharp things he keeps on his person is a delightful surprise. As much of a surprise as the third blade that Asta manages to locate, the Maverick offering his lover a beaming smile and an innocent shrug. "How'd that get in there?" he chirps, before he's dragging the butcher atop him and relishing in the weight of his body astride his own.
Inhaling a breath of appalled surprised to har that Asta isn't completely satisfied (and clearly taking it in an entirely different direction) Danta turns his head to whisper a kiss across his temple. "Not even after all that business with the tree? What would have you satisfied, then?" he wonders, grinning and looping his arms around him to pin him close.
"Mm, you are," he confirms, lifting a hand to brush long fingers across Asta's stubbled jawline, letting his touch dance across his lips before he replaces it with the press of his own mouth, as if only a kiss will help to explain all the things he wants to say.
Inhaling a breath of appalled surprised to har that Asta isn't completely satisfied (and clearly taking it in an entirely different direction) Danta turns his head to whisper a kiss across his temple. "Not even after all that business with the tree? What would have you satisfied, then?" he wonders, grinning and looping his arms around him to pin him close.
"Mm, you are," he confirms, lifting a hand to brush long fingers across Asta's stubbled jawline, letting his touch dance across his lips before he replaces it with the press of his own mouth, as if only a kiss will help to explain all the things he wants to say.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
