I wanna run against the world that's turning
"This, of all the hills. Who would have thought?" Danta grins, propping himself up just enough to take another bite of a smore and to chase it up with some tea, before he sprawls back again. The flames retreat back into the fireplace and the Maverick wiggles his fingers at them in farewell, as if Asta has had nothing to do with their affections towards him.
It's a facade that's impossible to keep up in general, of course, especially as he glances down only to see the other man getting comfortable against him, all soft lips and honey eyes and questions that sound more like pleas. Careful, you, he might have purred, but first there are requirements to set out.
"Mm, let's see..." Danta ponders for a few moments. "Well, one of the requirements is that you have to be exceedingly tall. And your teeth must be sharp - lava wyrms all have that, you know. And I think... your name would have to be Astaroth?"
It's a facade that's impossible to keep up in general, of course, especially as he glances down only to see the other man getting comfortable against him, all soft lips and honey eyes and questions that sound more like pleas. Careful, you, he might have purred, but first there are requirements to set out.
"Mm, let's see..." Danta ponders for a few moments. "Well, one of the requirements is that you have to be exceedingly tall. And your teeth must be sharp - lava wyrms all have that, you know. And I think... your name would have to be Astaroth?"
Dantalion
I'd move so fast that I'd outpace the dawn, I wanna be gone
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
