don't you ever tame your demons
If Danta didn't know better - and he should - he'd suspect that Asta was trying to tease his way back into the pants he isn't wearing, the Maverick reaching out to brush a stray, dark curl from the butcher's face, tucking it back behind his horns. "I mean, there's nothing stopping us from taking today downstairs to one of our favourite booths," he says with a mischievous raise of his eyebrows.
"We can always close the curtains too, if people get a little too excited at indulging in us." Laughing softly enough not to disturb the kisses Asta is busy leaving against his chest, Danta's thumb grazes across the other man's cheek. "You'd have me to yourself no matter how many eyes were on us," he assures him. "They can look all they like, but they can't touch."
"We can always close the curtains too, if people get a little too excited at indulging in us." Laughing softly enough not to disturb the kisses Asta is busy leaving against his chest, Danta's thumb grazes across the other man's cheek. "You'd have me to yourself no matter how many eyes were on us," he assures him. "They can look all they like, but they can't touch."
Dantalion
but always keep 'em on a leash
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
