don't you ever tame your demons
Hissing in a breath as he feels Asta surge against him, all dark fire and bruising touches, Danta soon realises that whatever role he has to play in this morning, it absolutely doesn’t involve further antagonising the butcher with any of his usual teasing. His head tilts to the side to welcome fiery kisses against his neck and shoulders, the Maverick forcing himself to relax - which ultimately serves to reward them both as Asta’s hips suddenly snap forward.
Feeling the stroke of wicked fingers against his cock at the same time as the butcher enters him, Danta’s cry of pleasure is mingled with a slight, delicious hint of pain, and it’s the sort of possessive brutality that he might have had to specifically ask for once, especially given the events of Longheat. "Fuck, Asta–" he manages, fingers balling into the sheets, his back arching deliciously as he presses against each punishing thrust.
"Fuck me like you mean it," he grates out, despite the butcher already very much doing just that, and though the hand against their headboard is providing as much stability as possible, Danta won’t be surprised if the damned thing breaks clean into Asta’s hands.
Feeling the stroke of wicked fingers against his cock at the same time as the butcher enters him, Danta’s cry of pleasure is mingled with a slight, delicious hint of pain, and it’s the sort of possessive brutality that he might have had to specifically ask for once, especially given the events of Longheat. "Fuck, Asta–" he manages, fingers balling into the sheets, his back arching deliciously as he presses against each punishing thrust.
"Fuck me like you mean it," he grates out, despite the butcher already very much doing just that, and though the hand against their headboard is providing as much stability as possible, Danta won’t be surprised if the damned thing breaks clean into Asta’s hands.
Dantalion
but always keep 'em on a leash
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
