They say I'm a dangerous man, better run fast as you can
“Might as well. Perhaps if I do snatch a bite we can blame it on the wine?” Raising his brows playfully and bouncing them toward his lover, the butcher’s smile twitches more and more playfully as the seconds tick on.It only pauses and vanishes when he does to take a sip of the wine, relishing in the body of it and already imagining how nicely it’ll pair with their respective dishes. It’s a thought that lingers even as he’s distracted by the brief little stain of wine on the Maverick’s lips, something he doesn’t enact on just yet.
Having Danta’s approval helps too, at least, and his smile twitches toward something more smug and arrogant. “Mm, remind me to break out the bottle we have at the Dusklight. Then you shall have it and myself allllll to yourself.” Comes the playful vow, the squeeze of his lover’s shoulders, before he settles again for another healthy sip of the ruby wine, setting his glass down before he finally steals that kiss and sits back.
It’s about this time that their steaming dishes arrive. Danta’s first in all of its glory and meatiness, and Asta’s in a warm ceramic bowl with plenty of seafood and sausages amongst the hot broth.
Having Danta’s approval helps too, at least, and his smile twitches toward something more smug and arrogant. “Mm, remind me to break out the bottle we have at the Dusklight. Then you shall have it and myself allllll to yourself.” Comes the playful vow, the squeeze of his lover’s shoulders, before he settles again for another healthy sip of the ruby wine, setting his glass down before he finally steals that kiss and sits back.
It’s about this time that their steaming dishes arrive. Danta’s first in all of its glory and meatiness, and Asta’s in a warm ceramic bowl with plenty of seafood and sausages amongst the hot broth.
Astaroth
Don't you look back, every bone in my body's bad
