all you have is your fire, and the place you need to reach
Humming soft affection against Asta's lips as his hands sweep up along his shoulders and into his hair, Danta is left panting once again as they finally part, his forehead tilting to rest gently against the other man's. "Yeah?" His grin is audible through a voice left rough and exhausted by the past few moments, Danta's hands dropping slowly to land on Asta's shoulders, bracing himself there. "Perhaps not all night," he purrs. "I feel like we'd have a few complaints when it gets colder."
But for right now? There can't be much harm in that, surely.
Leaving another brief, chaste kiss against the butcher's lips, Danta sits back properly in his lap at last, long fingers trailing down his bare chest, over the ridges of scar tissue and against soft olive skin. "Or," he supposes, "we could sneak off to the skyship now. I bet we'll be one of the only ones on it for a few hours yet, before the party is over."
But for right now? There can't be much harm in that, surely.
Leaving another brief, chaste kiss against the butcher's lips, Danta sits back properly in his lap at last, long fingers trailing down his bare chest, over the ridges of scar tissue and against soft olive skin. "Or," he supposes, "we could sneak off to the skyship now. I bet we'll be one of the only ones on it for a few hours yet, before the party is over."
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.
