sweetest tongue has sharpest tooth

// up above so, up above so quiet //

His grin sharpens into a small smirk as Danta agrees - the answer satisfying that itch within him that needed to ensure he knew what was happening at all times. Even the shadow seems pleased, rising up fully to beam its sharp smile back at Danta in answer. He hums a little thoughtfully for the cream cheese frosting, though, something that he should have guessed based from the tang, though he decides it likely was covered up by the tang of the citrus.

As for the next one, the butcher’s smile brightens before the fork even reaches him - getting the waft of chocolate nearly immediately. His tail flits with a touch of excitement, taking the bite easily and humming contently before the taste of something earthy and sharp hits his tongue. He pauses nearly immediately, brows pinching which are only reflected in the confusion that flares in his shadow. His head tilts a fraction, enough that a lock of hair falls from where it’s been tucked behind an antler. “It is almost bitter.. Hm, Chocolate, obviously.. Yet not dark chocolate. It is too creamy and milky for that.” He hesitates, the taste mostly unfamiliar unless he’s expecting it.

And that’s when it maybe occurs to him. “..Coffee?” He murmurs after a second, but it’s clear the answer is leaving him unsure.

Astaroth

// down below so, down below so violent //