storm's comin', I can see the clouds
"Maybe I could use a little boring right now," Danta says with a smirk, leaving a few gentle kisses against the column of Asta's throat and slipping his arms back around him for a moment or so. He could also stay like this all day if given half the chance, relishing in the butcher's steady, solid presence against the screaming dark that had snatched the Maverick up not too long ago. But returning to what's familiar and comfortable now is far too tempting, and so he opts not to change their plans.
"How kind of you," he mumbles, peeling himself away from Asta for long enough to shuffle to the end of the bed, only to find the butcher corralling him right back into his arms. Daring to huff out a laugh at the princess treatment, his tail curls around the other man's waist as they head for the bathroom. "I could get used to this, you know," he tells him.
Not enough to want to be terrorised each night by his own mind, but the pampering is nice. It's with that same lazy sense of ease that Danta opts to approach the rest of the day too, and when they are clean and fed and dressed, he wastes no time in corralling them back to the Dusklight to get right back into bed.
~FIN
"How kind of you," he mumbles, peeling himself away from Asta for long enough to shuffle to the end of the bed, only to find the butcher corralling him right back into his arms. Daring to huff out a laugh at the princess treatment, his tail curls around the other man's waist as they head for the bathroom. "I could get used to this, you know," he tells him.
Not enough to want to be terrorised each night by his own mind, but the pampering is nice. It's with that same lazy sense of ease that Danta opts to approach the rest of the day too, and when they are clean and fed and dressed, he wastes no time in corralling them back to the Dusklight to get right back into bed.
~FIN
Dantalion
No runnin's gonna save you now
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
