// you knew who I was //
Narrowing his eyes at the challenge Asta accepts when it comes to his robe-to-be, Danta would love to continue arguing and sassing about it with the butcher, but alas, he's distracted by trying not to have the other man parade around as the Dusklight Daddy this evening. He can barely handle the thought of it, so the rest of the place has no chance, and it's a marked relief when Asta accepts the alternative and allows him to stuff the shirt away for later.
"Very good," he rumbles, dragging his composure back together more or less and feathering his hands through his hair to get it into some semblance of order, trying to decide whether or not he leaves his glamour up for the expedition downstairs. The rest of the Dusklight rarely sees him with it in place, but ultimately he's distacted from dropping it by Asta's remark.
Grinning, Danta crosses the room to walk gentle fingers up the length of the butcher's spine to the nape of his neck. "Then who am I to deny you such a simple pleasure?" He purrs. "I'll make sure it isn't anything heavy, though. Not unless someone pisses us off. Shall we?"
"Very good," he rumbles, dragging his composure back together more or less and feathering his hands through his hair to get it into some semblance of order, trying to decide whether or not he leaves his glamour up for the expedition downstairs. The rest of the Dusklight rarely sees him with it in place, but ultimately he's distacted from dropping it by Asta's remark.
Grinning, Danta crosses the room to walk gentle fingers up the length of the butcher's spine to the nape of his neck. "Then who am I to deny you such a simple pleasure?" He purrs. "I'll make sure it isn't anything heavy, though. Not unless someone pisses us off. Shall we?"
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
