all you have is your fire, and the place you need to reach
Danta's moan pitches into something a little louder as the butcher's hips buck into him, toppling him fully against the other man. "Fuck, Asta..." He whispers, his arms coiling around him properly now, fingers plunging into the back of his dark hair, nails pricking against his shoulder blades. Panting softly into the space between them, Danta gives himself a second or two to adjust before utterly relaxing around the butcher, hips rolling forward of their own accord and drawing a soft whine of pleasure from his throat.
"I've wanted this all night," he murmurs against the shell of Asta's ear, like it's the confession of a sin and the only way to be forgiven is for the other man to fuck him into absolution. "Everyone with their eyes on you, wanting to get closer but afraid to get too close..." Groaning, he nips at Asta's jewelled earlobe, continuing to grind against him. "I can't believe it took us this long to get out here."
"I've wanted this all night," he murmurs against the shell of Asta's ear, like it's the confession of a sin and the only way to be forgiven is for the other man to fuck him into absolution. "Everyone with their eyes on you, wanting to get closer but afraid to get too close..." Groaning, he nips at Asta's jewelled earlobe, continuing to grind against him. "I can't believe it took us this long to get out here."
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.
