you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
Danta puts up only a perfunctory fight as the other man wrestles him back into settling down, and he closes his eyes to properly enjoy the feel of fingers gliding through his hair instead. "Whatever her reasoning, I still plan to very properly show my gratitude," he says, his own hands starting to try and draw the sheer fabric of Asta's shirt up and over his head so he can fuss him properly. "We can go all out at her shrine. Bring something good to kill as an offering."
Blinking his eyes back open and grinning up at the butcher, he leans in just enough to plant a feather-soft kiss against his lips. "For now though, we're back here and we've still got a couple of days before we need to leave. And I don't know about you but I want to make the most of not having anyone else around." Or having a region to run or a brothel to manage.
Blinking his eyes back open and grinning up at the butcher, he leans in just enough to plant a feather-soft kiss against his lips. "For now though, we're back here and we've still got a couple of days before we need to leave. And I don't know about you but I want to make the most of not having anyone else around." Or having a region to run or a brothel to manage.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
