// there's a reason that they hate me, a reason that they need me //
Withdrawing enough to let Danta see the dark lift of his brows only to find a wink back at him and he’s horribly ill equipped to prevent the small smirk from tugging on his features. “Mmhm. You have outdone yourself, darling.” The butcher murmurs softly, indulging in the heat of the desert and the Maverick astride him, his arms dropping loosely to wind around Danta’s hips and keep him close.
He is about to respond when Danta wisely shuts him up, the kiss met with the rumble of a laugh he pours into his mouth. It doesn’t last nearly as long as he’d like, so he remains just as close to the other man to continue to shower him in affection and the gentle drag of his fingertips along the hollows of his hips and the jut of his spine when he bends into him just right. “I have had many thoughts, darling.” The butcher announces before he tilts his head back and to the side, fixing him with a coy look.
“Where would you like to start?” The wedding itself or the party after?
He is about to respond when Danta wisely shuts him up, the kiss met with the rumble of a laugh he pours into his mouth. It doesn’t last nearly as long as he’d like, so he remains just as close to the other man to continue to shower him in affection and the gentle drag of his fingertips along the hollows of his hips and the jut of his spine when he bends into him just right. “I have had many thoughts, darling.” The butcher announces before he tilts his head back and to the side, fixing him with a coy look.
“Where would you like to start?” The wedding itself or the party after?
Astaroth
// there's a reason to enslave me and a reason to defeat me //
