quietly, it slips through your fingers, love
Asta surges forward for a kiss that Danta gives willingly, relishing the iron that floods onto his tongue and shifting impatiently for the other man to finish undressing him. He tries to chase the taste of his lips when Asta draws away, however small the distance created between them; left panting and with his mouth still painted crimson, instead of further attention, he's nudged into the decadent splay of furs and silks. Danta kicks away the rest of his clothes and arcs into the cool bedding, fully intending to heat up the sheets before they're finished here, and he watches Asta with lusty, half-lidded eyes as he takes his sweet time in joining him.
"Mm, then fuck me like you need it," he corrects with a devilish little smile, leaning up to meet the butcher halfway when he finally descends into the blankets with him. One of Danta's legs is already hooking around Asta's hips, arms lacing around his neck and across the back of his shoulders, and now it's his turn to kiss bloody marks against the other man's throat, coaxing him closer, all but begging to be taken.
"Mm, then fuck me like you need it," he corrects with a devilish little smile, leaning up to meet the butcher halfway when he finally descends into the blankets with him. One of Danta's legs is already hooking around Asta's hips, arms lacing around his neck and across the back of his shoulders, and now it's his turn to kiss bloody marks against the other man's throat, coaxing him closer, all but begging to be taken.
Dantalion
fallin' from you, drop by drop
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
