// too many war wounds and not enough wars //
Smiling a touch - at the easy affection as well as the explanation Asta gives - Danta nods and draws quiet to listen, his eyes closing as he touches his forehead to the butcher's. "Good," he mutters. "I've been many things over our long, strange relationship, but disinterested in you has never been one of them." He chuckles. From the fires of the Climb and the raw hatred and and aggression of that time to the disdain and mischief that had eventually melted into something strange and quiet and mighty between them, Asta has always been something to Danta.
Humming thoughtfully as the other man continues, the Maverick smiles and scritches his fingers harder through his hair when his horns disappear, carefully guiding Asta's head down against his shoulder. "I wonder if that's just a temporary thing," he says. "I imagine it might take a couple of days for you to get used to not feeling aggressively horny and fighty all the time." He laughs. "I wouldn't be surprised if anything less intense feels weird."
Humming thoughtfully as the other man continues, the Maverick smiles and scritches his fingers harder through his hair when his horns disappear, carefully guiding Asta's head down against his shoulder. "I wonder if that's just a temporary thing," he says. "I imagine it might take a couple of days for you to get used to not feeling aggressively horny and fighty all the time." He laughs. "I wouldn't be surprised if anything less intense feels weird."
Dantalion
// too few rounds in the ring and not enough settled scores //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
