// tell me i'm forgiven, say you'll always be mine //
The tail doesn’t stop wagging, nor does his shadow stop vibrating as he takes the sip of the fountain water. Conceding it back to the Maverick, he holds his arm out to feel the water drape across his arm, slowly bringing it back to normal. The dark fingers of stone begin to draw back into the initial peck point, leaving his skin bronzed and glinting with the liquid on his skin. “It is working quite well.” The butcher offers as he finally can twist his wrist and regain movement within it.
A few moments later, though, and its gone alongside the small scratch the cockatrice had left behind – and Asta tests out the movement in his arm with a few twists and a few moments longer with his inspection. Then, turning to the Maverick, he reaches out to draw him close and wind his arms around his middle to pull him in. “Like it never even happened, darling.” He presses a kiss of gratitude to the Maverick’s lips, withdrawing to press his forehead against the other Ancient’s with his relief.
A few moments later, though, and its gone alongside the small scratch the cockatrice had left behind – and Asta tests out the movement in his arm with a few twists and a few moments longer with his inspection. Then, turning to the Maverick, he reaches out to draw him close and wind his arms around his middle to pull him in. “Like it never even happened, darling.” He presses a kiss of gratitude to the Maverick’s lips, withdrawing to press his forehead against the other Ancient’s with his relief.
Astaroth
// say that everything is over, tell me i'm fine //
