in space the stars are no nearer; just glitters, like a morgue
With the darkness blotting out the obvious evidence of Asta's pleasure, Danta seems all the more devoted to hearing and feeling it, such that if the butcher hadn't decided to draw away, he'd have likely ensured the other man had a very good evening with his mouth and hands alone before too long. Instead, he's smiling around a quick sip of air before Asta invades his space with a kiss, the Maverick's moan catching in his throat and his fingers tangling briefly in his dark hair.
"Yes sir," he purrs as he's commanded to turn himself over, Danta drawing back with a final flick of his tongue and shifting on the couch until the plush cushions are beneath his knees, tail flicking its encouragement as if to persuade Asta to put his hands back all over him. If anything, being unable to see makes the anticipation all that more delicious, and he can practically feel the other man's satisfaction already at being in such complete control.
"Yes sir," he purrs as he's commanded to turn himself over, Danta drawing back with a final flick of his tongue and shifting on the couch until the plush cushions are beneath his knees, tail flicking its encouragement as if to persuade Asta to put his hands back all over him. If anything, being unable to see makes the anticipation all that more delicious, and he can practically feel the other man's satisfaction already at being in such complete control.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
