// you knew who I was //
Luckily for Asta, Danta isn't feeling very political either right now - not beyond using every trick he knows to tease and wind the other man up. But now that he's settled on his knees and gazing up the length of the butcher's body, suddenly pleasure and obedience seem more enticing than ever. As such, with the shadow still applying pressure to the top of his thighs and the scorch trickling down his neck, Danta can't hide the soft gasp that escapes him to feel the silk start to disintegrate.
Left wearing nothing but streaks of ash and his scars, the Maverick's lips part as if to chastise or compliment the other man, only for sudden insistent fingers to tighten in his hair. Cocking a smile up at Asta, he barely needs to be told once to get to work. There's no teasing pre-amble beyond the tight hand that grips his cock, applying a few hard strokes before his mouth takes over, tongue curling around him before he's taking as much of him as he can.
Tears prick at the corner of his eyes, not that Danta cares in the slightest, an indulgent moan purring up in his throat as his free hand slides up to Asta's hips, as if to guide or hold him back as needed.
Left wearing nothing but streaks of ash and his scars, the Maverick's lips part as if to chastise or compliment the other man, only for sudden insistent fingers to tighten in his hair. Cocking a smile up at Asta, he barely needs to be told once to get to work. There's no teasing pre-amble beyond the tight hand that grips his cock, applying a few hard strokes before his mouth takes over, tongue curling around him before he's taking as much of him as he can.
Tears prick at the corner of his eyes, not that Danta cares in the slightest, an indulgent moan purring up in his throat as his free hand slides up to Asta's hips, as if to guide or hold him back as needed.
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
