// you knew who I was //
Clocking the smiling, antlered shadow overhead like it's some fiendish guardian angel, Danta has long gotten used to this part of his lover's haunt at least, such that he feels more affection for it than anything else. As such, it's with a lingering smile back to the ghoul that he returns his attention to the man casting it; him and his ideas, though the Maverick never clarified on whether they were good ones or bad.
"Oh, I see. Well, we're particularly good at being stealthy, you know," he says. Get them Grey Road perks and all. "You have to promise to tell me where you are, though. I want to be able to watch when you jump out and--" Cut off by the kiss that comes pressing to his lips, Danta - uncomplaining and unrepentant as his hand slips further along Asta's upper thigh - figures that Asta will get the point anyway.
He draws back with a soft huff of laughter, nose brushing against the butcher's, and he chases it up with a quick sip of his drink to avoid getting carried away with himself. "I didn't realise we were part of the show tonight," he purrs. "Not that I'm complaining."
"Oh, I see. Well, we're particularly good at being stealthy, you know," he says. Get them Grey Road perks and all. "You have to promise to tell me where you are, though. I want to be able to watch when you jump out and--" Cut off by the kiss that comes pressing to his lips, Danta - uncomplaining and unrepentant as his hand slips further along Asta's upper thigh - figures that Asta will get the point anyway.
He draws back with a soft huff of laughter, nose brushing against the butcher's, and he chases it up with a quick sip of his drink to avoid getting carried away with himself. "I didn't realise we were part of the show tonight," he purrs. "Not that I'm complaining."
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
