don't you ever tame your demons
Unable not to smile at the butcher as he glances back at him, gruff and unfiltered and wanting to do little more than stay holed up together for the day, Danta reaches out to sweep his dark hair over one shoulder, if only so he can better fuss over him with gentle fingers. "Then that's what we'll do," he says with an easy smile, his touch sweeping across raised scar tissue and smooth skin alike, the Maverick leaning in to drop a kiss atop Asta's bare shoulder.
"Oh, I'm sure," he says through a soft laugh; based on his strange mood, Danta gets the impression that whether it's a ghost, an inanimate object, or the fucking weather, Asta will be meticulous with his punishment. "Mm, I don't think so, he adds, considering what he might need and finding himself with everything he could want in the current moment.
"Maybe later I'll change my mind, but right now I'm all yours." Winking at the butcher, Danta leans in and presses another kiss to his cheek this time, then to the corner of his mouth. "Does that work for you?"
"Oh, I'm sure," he says through a soft laugh; based on his strange mood, Danta gets the impression that whether it's a ghost, an inanimate object, or the fucking weather, Asta will be meticulous with his punishment. "Mm, I don't think so, he adds, considering what he might need and finding himself with everything he could want in the current moment.
"Maybe later I'll change my mind, but right now I'm all yours." Winking at the butcher, Danta leans in and presses another kiss to his cheek this time, then to the corner of his mouth. "Does that work for you?"
Dantalion
but always keep 'em on a leash
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
