// i've got a lot to show for the time you're gonna lose //
The party begins to wane, filled with a variety of drinks and scorched (but mostly raw) meats, gifts strewn about for the Maverick that haven’t got touched yet. In fact, with the help of the spirits (he figures) the gifts have all arrived in their room. Which is a welcome enough surprise that the butcher doesn’t have to worry about trying to corral them all in here. The only thing he does have to try and corral is the man of the hour.
Which, given Frey’s earlier appearance, there’s very little that he has to do in order to whisk him away. A prolonged kiss of promise here and there, the guiding yet gentle touches to his sides, the departure happens slowly but it’s all for the crescendo that awaits. The halls are dark as they slip through and Asta can’t go a second without his hand somewhere on Danta — settling for his hip as he unlocks the door for them both to step into. “Have you enjoyed the festivities so far, darling?” The butcher asks, glancing sidelong at his lover to see what he thought.
Their room is beautifully macabre, though laden with gifts and all the charm of knives and the like,all of it coming to life as he drags the fireplace up into properly heating their room to a sweltering heat that would long remain in the walls upon their departure. Tonight, though, tonight is theirs and he is Danta’s entirely.
Which, given Frey’s earlier appearance, there’s very little that he has to do in order to whisk him away. A prolonged kiss of promise here and there, the guiding yet gentle touches to his sides, the departure happens slowly but it’s all for the crescendo that awaits. The halls are dark as they slip through and Asta can’t go a second without his hand somewhere on Danta — settling for his hip as he unlocks the door for them both to step into. “Have you enjoyed the festivities so far, darling?” The butcher asks, glancing sidelong at his lover to see what he thought.
Their room is beautifully macabre, though laden with gifts and all the charm of knives and the like,all of it coming to life as he drags the fireplace up into properly heating their room to a sweltering heat that would long remain in the walls upon their departure. Tonight, though, tonight is theirs and he is Danta’s entirely.
Astaroth
// by the time i go, i'll tear you up in two //
