all you have is your fire, and the place you need to reach
Danta will treat him to a musical by the time they're through here, and as the butcher starts to move with him he moans his praises with every sharp buck of his hips, head tipping back to bare his throat to Asta's waiting teeth. "Envious of me?" he wonders, voice tight with need and mounting pleasure. "Or jealous of you for fucking me so good?" He doesn't know how wise it is to tease his lover's jealousy, especially with the rising possessiveness he can feel in Asta's touch and breath and the rhythm of his body, but he can't help it.
"All those wandering eyes." He pants. "Watching you, wishing they wer-- oh fuck--" Silenced, perhaps wisely so, by the firm and confident hand around his cock, Danta automatically arches into the touch, even if his hips stutter a little for a moment. "Gods, fuck me, Asta," he hisses, more than ready to surrender to the other man's control.
"All those wandering eyes." He pants. "Watching you, wishing they wer-- oh fuck--" Silenced, perhaps wisely so, by the firm and confident hand around his cock, Danta automatically arches into the touch, even if his hips stutter a little for a moment. "Gods, fuck me, Asta," he hisses, more than ready to surrender to the other man's control.
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.
