// i've got a lot to show for the time you're gonna lose //
It’s all a part of the dance they do, the playful way Asta only grants attention to Danta’s arousal infrequently at first, focusing instead on all the other ways he can wind and rile him up. It’s now as he crowds in that he grants that fleeting attention, lips trailing along his jaw and neck and shoulder as his fingers slip into his waistband, sliding with ease toward the button to unbutton.
The press of his hand into his dark hair has a soft hum escaping him, the hand at his scarred chest warm enough to spur more heat under Asta’s skin. It’s a slight flush to his cheeks that reddens it. “I am a king of asking for a lot, you know.” He purrs the whisper as Danta takes the matters into his own hands, arcing against him like a heated live wire with all the thrums of ego stoking he knows how to do so well.
“Mm, well, I was not intending on keeping quiet tonight, but if it helps—” Asta pauses, his tongue dancing out to trail a hot line along his lover’s shoulder and neck as he refrains from tugging down the other Ancient’s pants to instead palm him. “—I can try to be.”
The press of his hand into his dark hair has a soft hum escaping him, the hand at his scarred chest warm enough to spur more heat under Asta’s skin. It’s a slight flush to his cheeks that reddens it. “I am a king of asking for a lot, you know.” He purrs the whisper as Danta takes the matters into his own hands, arcing against him like a heated live wire with all the thrums of ego stoking he knows how to do so well.
“Mm, well, I was not intending on keeping quiet tonight, but if it helps—” Asta pauses, his tongue dancing out to trail a hot line along his lover’s shoulder and neck as he refrains from tugging down the other Ancient’s pants to instead palm him. “—I can try to be.”
Astaroth
// by the time i go, i'll tear you up in two //
