They say I'm a dangerous man, better run fast as you can
Not minding Danta’s fussing, the butcher’s more content to embrace him than he is about the dirt clinging to him (which also says something about his current state of mind). And with the answer of it lasting all season, well, Asta’s groan is quiet as he presses his bearded cheek into Danta’s crown, unsure how much longer he can take of it when it’s only been basically no time at all. “Ah, something to look forward to.” He drawls, unamused.
Even more unamused when Danta confirms that he has succeeded in not snatching fingers and bites out of the crew thus far, but with still more work to do, he exhales slowly and pulls away briefly to drop a kiss to his lover’s forehead before claiming one from his lips - a sweet, lingering one, with all the promise of what’s to come after.
“Alright, shall we, then?” He asks softly, parting reluctantly again in order to scan the crew and see how close to finishing the labels they are.
Even more unamused when Danta confirms that he has succeeded in not snatching fingers and bites out of the crew thus far, but with still more work to do, he exhales slowly and pulls away briefly to drop a kiss to his lover’s forehead before claiming one from his lips - a sweet, lingering one, with all the promise of what’s to come after.
“Alright, shall we, then?” He asks softly, parting reluctantly again in order to scan the crew and see how close to finishing the labels they are.
Astaroth
Don't you look back, every bone in my body's bad
