and you'll wake up all alone, on an old beat-down dirt country road
and you'll crawl back through fire and snow
and you'll crawl back through fire and snow
“Indeed you are.” The butcher purrs playfully, grinning back at him when he settles into his lap. He does get the meaning, though it does little for him at the moment to elaborate it and inflate his ego even more, so the butcher contently opens up the space for Danta to settle in against him, tea in hand, ready to be tucked in to fall asleep as they make up stories about strangers outside their window amidst the storm.
The glass is cool in comparison to the rest of their room, keeping his chin lifted to give Danta space to tuck in before he nuzzles his jaw back into him. “It is mine too.” Though it’s unclear if he means the window sill or having Danta curled up against him in his lap, or both. Regardless, the tea settles in his free hand while the other strokes gentle passes along his lover’s back beneath the blanket as he gazes out the window. It lights up periodically here and there but for the most part they get an easy view of everyone below running from building to building to avoid the rain.
And for the brief bit of time itll take Danta to fall asleep, the butcher comes up with a wide array of stories to give these strangers a means and motive for their need to be out and about in this weather.
- FIN
The glass is cool in comparison to the rest of their room, keeping his chin lifted to give Danta space to tuck in before he nuzzles his jaw back into him. “It is mine too.” Though it’s unclear if he means the window sill or having Danta curled up against him in his lap, or both. Regardless, the tea settles in his free hand while the other strokes gentle passes along his lover’s back beneath the blanket as he gazes out the window. It lights up periodically here and there but for the most part they get an easy view of everyone below running from building to building to avoid the rain.
And for the brief bit of time itll take Danta to fall asleep, the butcher comes up with a wide array of stories to give these strangers a means and motive for their need to be out and about in this weather.
- FIN
Astaroth
'cause there ain't no other place to go
