open hand or closed fist would be fine
"What does my libido have anything to do with how I feel about him?" Climbing to his feet with much less grace than before, it circles right back to that sex is the same as love point that he'd accused Kaisel of not seconds ago. Danta doesn't feel about anyone else on the planet the way he does about the butcher, no matter how many holes he puts his dick in. Evidently though, he's already been tried, judged and executed on that point, and he's waving away the healing water as he brushes off his clothes.
"Keep it," he mutters, tone clipped despite the blood dripping freely down his arm. Feeling bruised from much more than the brief sparring match, the Maverick is turning away to lose himself back in the crowds when Kai's final comment hits his ears. Utterly confused by it and glancing down at his (perfectly acceptable, thank you) nails, he pulls a face and glares over his shoulder at the other man. "Go fuck yourself!" he snaps, muttering about soldiers and their audacity and promptly disappearing down the steps to the Last Whisper.
~FIN
"Keep it," he mutters, tone clipped despite the blood dripping freely down his arm. Feeling bruised from much more than the brief sparring match, the Maverick is turning away to lose himself back in the crowds when Kai's final comment hits his ears. Utterly confused by it and glancing down at his (perfectly acceptable, thank you) nails, he pulls a face and glares over his shoulder at the other man. "Go fuck yourself!" he snaps, muttering about soldiers and their audacity and promptly disappearing down the steps to the Last Whisper.
~FIN
Dantalion
the blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
