you're never gonna get it, I'm a hazard to myself
"Mm, I suppose we will," Danta agrees, resting a warm hand atop Asta's forearm as he feels his fingers flinch against him, the Maverick grinning and tilting his head into the continued affections. He shifts enough to twist in the butcher's arms to face him properly, tossing his hat further into the tent and winding his arms around the other man's neck. "If I had to guess," he admits, "I'd say horny is how you're feeling."
With a wicked laugh, Danta is about to lean in and close the distance between them for good with his lips when, all at once, the air drops to something still and ominous. The Maverick's frown is half hidden behind his sunglasses, but as that mournful wail carries across their patch of the desert he completely stiffens in Asta's arms, tail cracking like a whip at his heels. "What the fuck was that," he asks even after it fades and the desert breeze picks up again.
Leaning out of the tent a little to peer at the sky as if looking for the rain that isn't there, he's nevertheless very unimpressed by the sudden haunting they've received.
With a wicked laugh, Danta is about to lean in and close the distance between them for good with his lips when, all at once, the air drops to something still and ominous. The Maverick's frown is half hidden behind his sunglasses, but as that mournful wail carries across their patch of the desert he completely stiffens in Asta's arms, tail cracking like a whip at his heels. "What the fuck was that," he asks even after it fades and the desert breeze picks up again.
Leaning out of the tent a little to peer at the sky as if looking for the rain that isn't there, he's nevertheless very unimpressed by the sudden haunting they've received.
Dantalion
I'll break it to you easy, this is hell
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
