there's an angel on your story and a demon in your bed
feels a bit surreal, feeling bad, don't feel it yet
feels a bit surreal, feeling bad, don't feel it yet
Withdrawing only enough to hear the rumble of the Maverick’s voice as it airs in the quiet and warm space between them, the butcher’s honey gaze seems sharper as he scans over Danta’s features, lingering on the shadows cast by the sharp cut of his cheekbones, filled in by the reflective hue of the muted sun as it hits a prismatic horn. “Yes.” Asta hums softly, the first word uttered since he’d woken up feeling strange.
There’s no tail Danta will find that he’s rolled onto. In fact, it continues to twitch and whip behind him, even if nothing is completely out of place. It soothes a little as he feels the pressure of his lover’s body press into him, punctuating the sensation with another press of his lips to Danta’s jaw and the corner of his mouth.
It’s something he very rarely – if ever – has done, so the way that his mind flits around the idea of it seems to bounce like a bouncy ball trying to refrain from sticking in one particular direction. Not quite sticking one way or another, unsure how to even mention it but realizing that Danta wouldn’t care how it comes out. So he settles with an obvious, if not rough and somewhat husky “Good morning, Dantalion, darling.”
There’s no tail Danta will find that he’s rolled onto. In fact, it continues to twitch and whip behind him, even if nothing is completely out of place. It soothes a little as he feels the pressure of his lover’s body press into him, punctuating the sensation with another press of his lips to Danta’s jaw and the corner of his mouth.
It’s something he very rarely – if ever – has done, so the way that his mind flits around the idea of it seems to bounce like a bouncy ball trying to refrain from sticking in one particular direction. Not quite sticking one way or another, unsure how to even mention it but realizing that Danta wouldn’t care how it comes out. So he settles with an obvious, if not rough and somewhat husky “Good morning, Dantalion, darling.”
Astaroth
it's a roulette kinda deal, black and red is what you get
