i will never go backwards, i will never be seen
in the wake of disaster ...
in the wake of disaster ...
“Me?” Asta questions, a quizzical look glittering across his face as he smirks back at his lover, spotting the flare of warmth that blooms in a very faint hue of red against the sharp and handsome cut of his cheekbones, able to tell the difference between the warmth of the liquor Danta’s already indulged in versus the heat his words create. “I am believing to think that you love me more when I am insufferable.” He touts in a whisper between them, brushed against his lover’s lips before they melt into another kiss.
Relishing in the touch up his spine and along the raised scar tissue that makes up his back, it takes every inch of self control in him to not push the Maverick against the table and have his way with him. He manages it, though, even if it’s just barely passing when they part. “Mm, so it would seem I do.” Have a lot of catching up to do. And it’s with great reluctance that the butcher parts enough to sip from the flute of tasty champagne, relishing in the sweetness rather than only bubbles he’d gotten before. Humming a note of content, he lets his dark gaze return to Danta’s as he squeezes him gently with the arm still wrapped around him. “You know me so well, darling.” Not at all a question, but simply a matter of fact. "Now, what else might we try? It is a party so I suppose dessert before dinner would not be improper?"
Relishing in the touch up his spine and along the raised scar tissue that makes up his back, it takes every inch of self control in him to not push the Maverick against the table and have his way with him. He manages it, though, even if it’s just barely passing when they part. “Mm, so it would seem I do.” Have a lot of catching up to do. And it’s with great reluctance that the butcher parts enough to sip from the flute of tasty champagne, relishing in the sweetness rather than only bubbles he’d gotten before. Humming a note of content, he lets his dark gaze return to Danta’s as he squeezes him gently with the arm still wrapped around him. “You know me so well, darling.” Not at all a question, but simply a matter of fact. "Now, what else might we try? It is a party so I suppose dessert before dinner would not be improper?"
Astaroth
will you sink down to me?
