[SE] love you 'til I rust

Astaroth

// but if you think I'm misery,

As Danta plucks at the robe, the shadows warp and dance around his fingers like they’re vibrating just for his attention. They might be, given how as Danta’s attention turns onto him as he continues the little tease of waiting as he collects his tea, the amused husky laugh leaves him with a small shake of his head. “They are not so bad.” He hums, cut off as the disk falls from his lover’s jeweled fingers.

He remains precisely where he is as Danta drops to look for it, the shadows warbling with the quiet surprise that escapes the butcher before understanding settles in as he peers down at Danta around the mug of tea in his hands. The view sparks a pale patchy flush to bloom against his olive skin, darkening his cheeks and splotching along his neck despite the sharper grin he aims down at the blonde Ancient.

“My, it is a shame. Do not worry, darling, I am positive you will find it if you spend more time down there.” He drawls, lifting the mug to his lips to take a sip of the hot liquid, before he fully sets the mug down and settles where he’s standing, peering down at his lover with a wicked smirk, his tail sweeping out and the flat portion of the spaded tip brushes a gentle caress to his cheek.

then baby, all the company,
it never leaves me alone, no //