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
Maybe, or maybe he’d finally relax enough to go back to sleep and be able to wake up refreshed enough to be able to focus on it? Only time would tell, though, as the butcher dives into the kiss, relishing in the sensation of Danta’s fingers threading through his dark hair. He breaks away from the kiss when they both need air, shivering with a husky laugh to feel the squeeze of his ass. His tail slips up, curling around the other Ancient’s thigh, tugging playfully as the butcher’s lust dark gaze tracks his lover’s face.
“Oh, darling, you know how I love a challenge.” He purrs, invading his space, shoulders leaking shadows in small waves. He draws up just enough to reach up and caress his lover’s jaw with calloused fingers, stroking along his skin before dragging down his neck to the hollow of his throat, in a low line that sparks with embers as he trails them lower and lover down his chest to his stomach and further toward their cocks. “What shall the reward be for the winner?”
“Oh, darling, you know how I love a challenge.” He purrs, invading his space, shoulders leaking shadows in small waves. He draws up just enough to reach up and caress his lover’s jaw with calloused fingers, stroking along his skin before dragging down his neck to the hollow of his throat, in a low line that sparks with embers as he trails them lower and lover down his chest to his stomach and further toward their cocks. “What shall the reward be for the winner?”
Astaroth
it's a roulette kinda deal, black and red is what you get
