all you have is your fire, and the place you need to reach
"And without anything to drink as well," Danta chimes, raising an eyebrow at the empty glass and stepping automatically closer as Asta's arms wind around him, as if to melt through even the smallest amount of distance between them. "I should have brought something back for you - I do apologise." Because of course the Maverick is very socially lubricated by now, his fingers stroking across the other man's lower back as if to relish the feel of him.
"I did, very much. I particularly enjoyed listening in to a few people claiming that this part of the masquerade might be haunted." He grins, fangs flashing in the dancing firelight. "But you wouldn't know anything about that at all, would you Asta?"
Of course he wouldn't - not the butcher and certainly not his smiling shadow. "Do you want to brave the drinks table with me, or is it still a very risky move?" he wonders.
"I did, very much. I particularly enjoyed listening in to a few people claiming that this part of the masquerade might be haunted." He grins, fangs flashing in the dancing firelight. "But you wouldn't know anything about that at all, would you Asta?"
Of course he wouldn't - not the butcher and certainly not his smiling shadow. "Do you want to brave the drinks table with me, or is it still a very risky move?" he wonders.
Dantalion
don't you ever tame your demons, but always keep 'em on a leash
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
