// but i'm weak, and what's wrong with that? //
Silently relieved to feel Asta's hands cover his own, Danta lets him take care of his belt while he continues to drink in shining gold and silver against the warm olive of the butcher's skin. He loses the fight against his own willpower just as the belt clunks to the ground, leaning in to kiss the side of his neck, all familiar heat criss-crossed against his own favourite trinkets.
It isn't his intention to mark or bruise tonight, but gods, as he feels the first kindling of arousal in his lover without the need to spill blood, there's no overstating Danta's sudden and unrestrained need for him. Stepping in closer as if to feel Asta with every part of him on offer, his arms wind around the other man with a touch more impatience and possessiveness, his kisses adding a new necklace to his throat by the time he's able to drag his lips away.
"Bed," he whispers, his hand splaying against the butcher's lower back as if to help guide him backwards. The other, impatient and mischievous as the Maverick is known to be, has already snuck back around Asta's hips to unbutton his pants.
It isn't his intention to mark or bruise tonight, but gods, as he feels the first kindling of arousal in his lover without the need to spill blood, there's no overstating Danta's sudden and unrestrained need for him. Stepping in closer as if to feel Asta with every part of him on offer, his arms wind around the other man with a touch more impatience and possessiveness, his kisses adding a new necklace to his throat by the time he's able to drag his lips away.
"Bed," he whispers, his hand splaying against the butcher's lower back as if to help guide him backwards. The other, impatient and mischievous as the Maverick is known to be, has already snuck back around Asta's hips to unbutton his pants.
Dantalion
// boy oh boy I love it when I fall for that //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
