Astaroth
i think i'm the devil in disguise, here's my state of mind
“Mm, well, the only person I want to touch me tonight is you.” He laments, as if the patrons before that had felt bold enough to touch had been absolutely terrible imitations of Danta’s silver touch. He casts a brief glance to the straightened-up area, then to the rest of the Dusklight, before he glances back to his lover – catching his stunning blues wrapped up in all the intimidation and flare that his possessiveness melts under.
He debates whether or not to give in just yet, relaxing with the opportunity that it could be their last, when an idea sparks and he tilts his horned head. A wave of black strands falls into his face before he brushes it away with a sharp smile. “I am ready. But first I am feeling bold.” And gods, was it bold for how they’d been this time last year.
He reaches up to caress the muzzle briefly before he’s unclasping it, wrapping it around his hand once Danta’s been freed, taking full advantage of stealing a very long needed kiss to ground him. And if the eyes of the women from before are on them, well, maybe it’s Asta’s way of showing them he meant it when he’d said to not touch him.
Withdrawing, he glances back to the dark hallway leading up to their room before settling back in with a sigh of relief. “Alright, whenever you decide.” He hums, shooting a shark tooth smile at his lover.
He debates whether or not to give in just yet, relaxing with the opportunity that it could be their last, when an idea sparks and he tilts his horned head. A wave of black strands falls into his face before he brushes it away with a sharp smile. “I am ready. But first I am feeling bold.” And gods, was it bold for how they’d been this time last year.
He reaches up to caress the muzzle briefly before he’s unclasping it, wrapping it around his hand once Danta’s been freed, taking full advantage of stealing a very long needed kiss to ground him. And if the eyes of the women from before are on them, well, maybe it’s Asta’s way of showing them he meant it when he’d said to not touch him.
Withdrawing, he glances back to the dark hallway leading up to their room before settling back in with a sigh of relief. “Alright, whenever you decide.” He hums, shooting a shark tooth smile at his lover.
give me destruction, tell me i'm scrumptious
i'm a fucking delight
i'm a fucking delight
