I wanna run against the world that's turning
"Mmhm," Danta drawls, a smile curling across his lips, but honestly the longer the moment draws out, the more he realises how much this seems to mean to the butcher. His smile fades into something warmer and more genuine, and he leans in to thread his arms around Asta properly, as if to give him a chance to get control of his senses without being stared at so openly.
"Well, knowledge is power, so they say," he quips, letting his fingers trickle down the length of the other man's spine, the words almost murmured in a kiss against his temple. "I have given you so many more truths than you gave me," he continues, sounding playfully affronted by it. "That means you owe me a forfeit, and I choose truth again. So now you can tell me this - where's your favourite place to be touched?"
"Well, knowledge is power, so they say," he quips, letting his fingers trickle down the length of the other man's spine, the words almost murmured in a kiss against his temple. "I have given you so many more truths than you gave me," he continues, sounding playfully affronted by it. "That means you owe me a forfeit, and I choose truth again. So now you can tell me this - where's your favourite place to be touched?"
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.
