// you knew who I was //
"How very you to assume you'd nail flying the first time you took to the air," Danta hums, amused, though his touch remains warm and gentle as he teases Asta's wet hair back behind his horns. "You'll get there," he promises, his expression softening into something quietly grateful as he feels the butcher's touch skim across his flesh, the hot water washing him clean with every careful pass of his hands.
"It could have always been worse, besides," he says. "No one was around to see it happen, right?" An audience to see Asta crashing into the cliffs would likely be much worse than a few Grounders bearing witness to him falling in the mud. He doesn't have a chance to say that much, though, glancing up just as his lips are caught by a sudden kiss.
Melting into the unexpected affection, Danta automatically steps forward to shrink the distance between them. One hand lingers against Asta's hips, the other cradling the back of his neck and pressing, slow and warm, into the cords of tense muscle he finds there. "It wasn't all bad, surely?" he whispers as he parts, lips curling in a smirk.
"It could have always been worse, besides," he says. "No one was around to see it happen, right?" An audience to see Asta crashing into the cliffs would likely be much worse than a few Grounders bearing witness to him falling in the mud. He doesn't have a chance to say that much, though, glancing up just as his lips are caught by a sudden kiss.
Melting into the unexpected affection, Danta automatically steps forward to shrink the distance between them. One hand lingers against Asta's hips, the other cradling the back of his neck and pressing, slow and warm, into the cords of tense muscle he finds there. "It wasn't all bad, surely?" he whispers as he parts, lips curling in a smirk.
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
