we thieves and lovers will keep up our urges to sin, to sin
let your desire be simply acquired within, within
let your desire be simply acquired within, within
“It should.” The butcher purrs to Danta’s velveteen whisper, his smile twisting into a smirk that promptly widens brighter and his purr turns into a low chuckle when he’s thwacked in the middle. Warmth erupts in him as he releases his lover so that he might be able to peruse the racks, but he doesn’t drift far from his side. “They will still be present, never fear, darling.” The butcher hums confidently. Even if half of it would be hard to see with the wreathed shadows, he’d know it was there. Sometimes that’s all that matters.
And besides, it isn’t as though he can go all out with his haunt. He doesn’t want to ruin the night for the Maverick. So he peruses, makes his suggestions, hears the confirmation that his comfort should be of utmost concern, and it’s the fyrhund shift within him that has him nuzzling immediately into the hand that fixes his hair. “Mm, well, perhaps that mesh turtleneck you have would suit well with…” Pausing to slip out from the rack one of the more chain-like silver cape-like material that could be misconstrued for rags, he lifts it and lets his dark gaze slide over toward Danta with a fiendish raise of his brow. “This?” Leaning in after he gets a good look, his voice drops low. “The chain jewelry can be for you to unwrap later, should you wish to.”
And besides, it isn’t as though he can go all out with his haunt. He doesn’t want to ruin the night for the Maverick. So he peruses, makes his suggestions, hears the confirmation that his comfort should be of utmost concern, and it’s the fyrhund shift within him that has him nuzzling immediately into the hand that fixes his hair. “Mm, well, perhaps that mesh turtleneck you have would suit well with…” Pausing to slip out from the rack one of the more chain-like silver cape-like material that could be misconstrued for rags, he lifts it and lets his dark gaze slide over toward Danta with a fiendish raise of his brow. “This?” Leaning in after he gets a good look, his voice drops low. “The chain jewelry can be for you to unwrap later, should you wish to.”
Astaroth
if you want me all to yourself, then take on the leap
