[SE] 'til you get to the bottomland

you're never gonna get it, I'm a hazard to myself

A shiver of pleasure runs down Danta's spine from Asta's attentions, distracting him momentarily from the conversation, though he still manages a quiet laugh in response to his comments. "Nah, you just needed someone who knew how to handle you," he purrs, winking at him. "Though you're right. Sleeping around is one thing, but never in all the ways I dared to imagine my life would be was this a part of it."

And look at them now - inseparable and in love without having to sacrifice any part of what makes them who they are. "Oh, I don't know if it counts as snaring if I ran into it willingly," Danta adds through a laugh. "But if that's how you want to tell the story to people, I'll play my part." Leaning in, the Maverick tries to silence any smartassed retaliation from his fiance with a well-aimed kiss to his lips, clasping him closer and savouring the warmth that kindles between them.

"So," he mumbles into the fraction of space between them when they part. "Have you had any thoughts about what happens next?" He wiggles his fingers so his ring catches the light to clarify. Asta is much more of a planner than Danta, and he's got no doubt that his mind will have been working in overdrive in the background when it comes to their wedding.

Dantalion

I'll break it to you easy, this is hell