// no one wants a half remembered tragedy. You must know the width of the knife //
“Mm, you had better.” He murmurs before he’s fully taking advantage of the kiss – relaxing immediately upon the feel of the shade as it descends upon their bodies. The kiss breaks a bit earlier than he’d like, but is made up for the loss of it with the way Danta presses against him, the hands in his hair, the leg that hooks up and around his hip that he immediately drops an arm to support and tug him down with him in the nest they’d left.
Luckily for them in the time they’d been gone not much has tried to move in. A few lizards escaped the tent as soon as they entered, but apart from that it’s blissfully empty if not a bit sandy. Still dry, still warm, still smelling perfectly of them (which sates the butcher well enough). “What a terrifying pair we make.” He drawls confidently, all sharp teeth and attentive, settling back to let Danta drape over him as he indulges in the touch in his hair and stretches out himself until he’s comfortable enough to twist them so he blankets the Maverick.
Luckily for them in the time they’d been gone not much has tried to move in. A few lizards escaped the tent as soon as they entered, but apart from that it’s blissfully empty if not a bit sandy. Still dry, still warm, still smelling perfectly of them (which sates the butcher well enough). “What a terrifying pair we make.” He drawls confidently, all sharp teeth and attentive, settling back to let Danta drape over him as he indulges in the touch in his hair and stretches out himself until he’s comfortable enough to twist them so he blankets the Maverick.
Astaroth
// and how it ruined you. Name the organs it kissed //
