storm's comin', I can see the clouds
"Well, at least you probably won't be asked to do a puppet show any time soon," Danta says with a crooked smile; not that he doesn't think the other man would quite enjoy himself, especially if it was for Flora and her new squeeze. But he doubts Kai will want to see Asta's shadows again for a very long while after what had happened.
"I won't," he promises, shifting to lay flat on his back as the butcher moves over him, both surprised and not to feel the other man's lips against his own. Finding himself craving that sort of kiss more than he'd expected, Danta's arm hooks gently around Asta's shoulders, fingers playing through the tips of his dark hair as he succumbs to the butcher's affections.
Left breathless when Asta finally peels himself away, the Maverick watches with soft blue eyes as he approaches the fire. Still, he dutifully stays put until he other man is comfortable, and only then does he slink out of bed to join him. Not quite as lanky as his lover but still with no chance of folding himself comfortably into the fire, he opts to sit beside Asta within the flames instead, leaning over to press a feather soft kiss to his bare shoulder.
"Better?" he asks without drawing away, instead shifting to bully himself beneath the butcher's arm.
"I won't," he promises, shifting to lay flat on his back as the butcher moves over him, both surprised and not to feel the other man's lips against his own. Finding himself craving that sort of kiss more than he'd expected, Danta's arm hooks gently around Asta's shoulders, fingers playing through the tips of his dark hair as he succumbs to the butcher's affections.
Left breathless when Asta finally peels himself away, the Maverick watches with soft blue eyes as he approaches the fire. Still, he dutifully stays put until he other man is comfortable, and only then does he slink out of bed to join him. Not quite as lanky as his lover but still with no chance of folding himself comfortably into the fire, he opts to sit beside Asta within the flames instead, leaning over to press a feather soft kiss to his bare shoulder.
"Better?" he asks without drawing away, instead shifting to bully himself beneath the butcher's arm.
Dantalion
No runnin's gonna save you now
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
