in space the stars are no nearer; just glitters, like a morgue
"One of your best performances to date," Danta says with a huff of laughter, happy to continue lavishing praise on his lover for as long as he'd like. His breath hitches as he's suddenly manhandled further, not that he's complaining one bit, though he does let out an audible sigh of relief to find himself settled in Asta's lap soon after. When the other man removes the blindfold at last, it's with dazed blue eyes that Danta blinks up at him, lips forming words that are stolen promptly by a kiss.
Moaning softly and letting his arm curl around Asta's neck, he has to draw back sooner rather than later to continue catching his breath, his smile a touch dizzy, his pulse still thundering in his ears. "Gods, you are perfect," he purrs, kissing the corner of the butcher's mouth, his tail curling possessively against one of his legs.
Moaning softly and letting his arm curl around Asta's neck, he has to draw back sooner rather than later to continue catching his breath, his smile a touch dizzy, his pulse still thundering in his ears. "Gods, you are perfect," he purrs, kissing the corner of the butcher's mouth, his tail curling possessively against one of his legs.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
