you're never gonna get it, I'm a hazard to myself
Gasping out a soft breath to feel Asta come alive beneath him in a way Danta honestly ought to have expected this season, the Maverick is nevertheless swept away in the possessive heat in his kiss, the touch that keeps him anchored against the other man. Long fingers brush against his jawline before plunging back through his hair, every flick of his tongue and brush of his lips intended to convey what he so often struggles to put into words.
And even then, his sweet nothings soon burn into something altogether much hotter, Danta drawing back at last to catch his breath, panting softly into the lanternlight between them. "I hope those were the last plans you wanted to make for a while," he says, voice roughened with arousal, "because I feel like I'm about to monopolise a lot of your time for the next few days." Unless Asta has some detailed ideas about what to do within the confines of their tent. Then Danta might be persuaded to listen.
And even then, his sweet nothings soon burn into something altogether much hotter, Danta drawing back at last to catch his breath, panting softly into the lanternlight between them. "I hope those were the last plans you wanted to make for a while," he says, voice roughened with arousal, "because I feel like I'm about to monopolise a lot of your time for the next few days." Unless Asta has some detailed ideas about what to do within the confines of their tent. Then Danta might be persuaded to listen.
Dantalion
I'll break it to you easy, this is hell
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
