you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
"I thought I'd better," Danta says with a laugh that tapers into a soft gasp of pleasure as the other man's lips trail kisses from his mouth towards the shell of his ear. He isn't convinced slow is something Asta can really commit to this season, but even trying will be enough; enough for the Maverick to brand the desert sun and the vibrant canvas overhead into his memory.
He doesn't bother to argue against the butcher's rebuttal - no matter how much Danta might crave him, he's got no doubt that in this moment Asta probably does want this more, and he's easily manoeuvred after managing to free them from the suddenly tight confines of their pants. Letting his hands slip away to fist into the plush fur above his head, he hooks his legs obediently around Asta's hips, eyes raking up the length of his scarred body with molten hunger swimming in his gaze.
"Fuck, you look good," he purrs.
He doesn't bother to argue against the butcher's rebuttal - no matter how much Danta might crave him, he's got no doubt that in this moment Asta probably does want this more, and he's easily manoeuvred after managing to free them from the suddenly tight confines of their pants. Letting his hands slip away to fist into the plush fur above his head, he hooks his legs obediently around Asta's hips, eyes raking up the length of his scarred body with molten hunger swimming in his gaze.
"Fuck, you look good," he purrs.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
