in space the stars are no nearer; just glitters, like a morgue
"I have," Danta confirms with a grin that Asta will only be able to hear. "I have to find something to do that won't end up with you trying to bite someone's hand off if I talk to them," he reminds him. Making sure that the butcher is happily settled on the sofa, Asta will hear the rustling of a tray and the clink of a few plates and cutlery, before Danta is shifting to sit comfortably astride him.
(Just because his mind hasn't immediately tumbled into the gutter, doesn't mean he isn't very tempted to be wicked with the other man blindfolded before him).
"You can just guess the flavours, and tell me if you like them. Most of them are cake," he tells him. "Now shut up and try this."
Long fingers curl along Asta's jaw, tilting his head up ever so slightly so Danta can present him with a bite of cake that will explode with citrus flavour and decadent frosting.
(Just because his mind hasn't immediately tumbled into the gutter, doesn't mean he isn't very tempted to be wicked with the other man blindfolded before him).
"You can just guess the flavours, and tell me if you like them. Most of them are cake," he tells him. "Now shut up and try this."
Long fingers curl along Asta's jaw, tilting his head up ever so slightly so Danta can present him with a bite of cake that will explode with citrus flavour and decadent frosting.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
