// up above so, up above so quiet //
He knows him so well - the little ego boost that has him right under his thumb. Such that he watches briefly with heat and adoration as Danta slips the shirt over his head, ignoring the pile it becomes on the floor. It gives him the opportune moment to drag the icing down along his lover’s skin, to sweep in and drag his tongue along each portion of sweet that’s left behind. He arches and Asta’s body responds in kind, tension forming in his lap where the Maverick sits that he’ll certainly feel despite the way that Asta seems to pay it little mind.
Having cleaned up his finger already, he tilts his own head up to catch Danta’s lips in a sweet kiss - distracting him as his hands withdraw from him fully to snag the blindfold from their lap, fingers brushing against the front of Danta’s pants. The blindfold is snagged and lifted, securely tied around Danta’s eyes to blot out the light with a deft precision that doesn’t have him breaking the kiss.
"You flatter me, don't you darling?" He purrs when he does withdraw. It's with hands dropping lower and down Danta’s chest and his stomach toward his lap to the front of his pants to undo the button, to work at getting him out of his clothes before the fun could really begin.
Having cleaned up his finger already, he tilts his own head up to catch Danta’s lips in a sweet kiss - distracting him as his hands withdraw from him fully to snag the blindfold from their lap, fingers brushing against the front of Danta’s pants. The blindfold is snagged and lifted, securely tied around Danta’s eyes to blot out the light with a deft precision that doesn’t have him breaking the kiss.
"You flatter me, don't you darling?" He purrs when he does withdraw. It's with hands dropping lower and down Danta’s chest and his stomach toward his lap to the front of his pants to undo the button, to work at getting him out of his clothes before the fun could really begin.
Astaroth
// down below so, down below so violent //
