// up above so, up above so quiet //
He can’t see the smirk that blooms on the butcher’s face as he takes Danta by surprise - the kiss hot with a lick of flame and ash amongst the indulgence. The hand through his dark hair is one that’s got a delightful shiver racing up his spine. He withdraws fully, though, enough to give Danta the ability to twist and turn over, before he’s immediately rising while Danta’s still blindfolded and unable to see the movement.
Alas, he’ll feel the pressure of his knee as it presses into the cushion of the couch. And the next signifying factor is the way his hands wrap around his hips and waist, already with enough pressure to leave little red fingerprints behind. “So good for me, aren’t you?” He purrs in that deeper, grittier Halovian accent, waisting little time in adjusting and lining them up to sink into him as if trying to cut him off from his response.
Alas, he’ll feel the pressure of his knee as it presses into the cushion of the couch. And the next signifying factor is the way his hands wrap around his hips and waist, already with enough pressure to leave little red fingerprints behind. “So good for me, aren’t you?” He purrs in that deeper, grittier Halovian accent, waisting little time in adjusting and lining them up to sink into him as if trying to cut him off from his response.
Astaroth
// down below so, down below so violent //
