I wanna run against the world that's turning
Inhaling deeply and releasing the breath in a soft sigh against the side of Asta's neck, Danta has no complaints as he's wrapped in the other man's arms, the heat kindling between them more than enough to chase away the lingering cold from the walk home. "Mm, you're right. I'm quite reluctant to put my clothes back on for some reason." Smirking a kiss along the curve of the butcher's jawline, Danta glances up at him with a raised eyebrow.
"A game?" he repeats, already shifting to drape himself more comfortably against Asta, his body swaying as if to lead them into a very, very lazy waltz. (It doesn't even count as a waltz, if he's honest, and they're just slow dancing, but whatever). "What kind of a game do you have in mind that would involve light exercise?" He wonders. "Hide and seek?"
"A game?" he repeats, already shifting to drape himself more comfortably against Asta, his body swaying as if to lead them into a very, very lazy waltz. (It doesn't even count as a waltz, if he's honest, and they're just slow dancing, but whatever). "What kind of a game do you have in mind that would involve light exercise?" He wonders. "Hide and seek?"
Dantalion
I'd move so fast that I'd outpace the dawn, I wanna be gone
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
