// you knew who I was //
"Is one of those ways the promise that you'll get handsy?" Danta asks with a smug smile. "Because you're already winning me over - oh, and I'm supposed to take off all my clothes? Asta, you know just how to charm a boy, don't you?" Laughing warmly and gazing at the other man's reflection behind him in the mirror, the Maverick of course does as he's told once he's standing on the platform, tossing his clothes over the back of a chair somewhere without checking to see how they've landed.
With his tail flicking at his heels in interest, he accepts what will eventually become a rather fetching cape (er, Ludo rags, he should say) and allows Asta to manoeuvre him into the vest. Raising an eyebrow to see the pin, for a second he assumes it's a threat or a punishment, only for the butcher to step in close and cinch the vest to be perfectly form fitting against his body. "Not for the first time do I think you ought to have been a tailor," he purrs, his voice quiet, almost able to feel the heat rolling off Asta's body.
With his tail flicking at his heels in interest, he accepts what will eventually become a rather fetching cape (er, Ludo rags, he should say) and allows Asta to manoeuvre him into the vest. Raising an eyebrow to see the pin, for a second he assumes it's a threat or a punishment, only for the butcher to step in close and cinch the vest to be perfectly form fitting against his body. "Not for the first time do I think you ought to have been a tailor," he purrs, his voice quiet, almost able to feel the heat rolling off Asta's body.
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
