// you knew who I was //
All thoughts of sinking wickedly to his knees in the hot water and swathes of steam vanish as Asta turns the shower off, Danta left blinking dazedly as the other man goes about drying off as if it's just another chore. Granted, he's not complaining about the playful caress of fire that comes to warm him through instead, and at the final, dark little glance over Asta's shoulder, the Maverick decides he can no longer be held accountable for his actions.
Prowling through the door after him and back into the familiar and sweltering heat of their den, Danta makes a point of breezing right past the butcher, tail swishing against his thigh as he goes, to collect one of the several silk robes he's fond of lounging around in. This one is ivory and embroidered with a scattering of crows mid-flight, tied scandalously loose and hanging off one shoulder as the Maverick approaches their mirror next.
He makes a point to raise an eyebrow at Asta in his reflection before fussing at his hair like nothing has happened between them, rings glinting on his fingers as he decides on a particularly intricate braid for one section. One that will take some time, he's sure.
Prowling through the door after him and back into the familiar and sweltering heat of their den, Danta makes a point of breezing right past the butcher, tail swishing against his thigh as he goes, to collect one of the several silk robes he's fond of lounging around in. This one is ivory and embroidered with a scattering of crows mid-flight, tied scandalously loose and hanging off one shoulder as the Maverick approaches their mirror next.
He makes a point to raise an eyebrow at Asta in his reflection before fussing at his hair like nothing has happened between them, rings glinting on his fingers as he decides on a particularly intricate braid for one section. One that will take some time, he's sure.
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
