// he's nice, polite, he'll catch you by surprise //
It is a strange sight to see – how the sugar the other Ancient had consumed has next to no effect on him at all with how exhausted he moves. The butcher can relate, though, exhaustion laces through him not just physically from their spar but mentally as well from trying to be as close to normal as possible.
He’s in the process of unrolling his sleeves as Danta turns back toward him, his shirt untucked from his pants fully now once his lover’s arms coil around him, fingers working at the muscles that harbor the tension. His arms slip around Danta’s middle, keeping him close and chest to chest. “I enjoy being spooky.” He claims, his voice dripping with dramatics as he starts to walk them back toward the bed, shooting a playful grin down at his fiancé. “You are right, though.” Danta was often right, whether Asta admitted it or not.
Once he feels Danta’s calves hit the edge of the bed in their den, his arms slip away from him so he can start to shed his clothes – peeling it off of his body and in a now usual turn of events for this season, he lets them fall in a pile randomly somewhere on the floor before he’s bullying his way into the bed alongside the Maverick to hold him close beneath the furs.
He’s in the process of unrolling his sleeves as Danta turns back toward him, his shirt untucked from his pants fully now once his lover’s arms coil around him, fingers working at the muscles that harbor the tension. His arms slip around Danta’s middle, keeping him close and chest to chest. “I enjoy being spooky.” He claims, his voice dripping with dramatics as he starts to walk them back toward the bed, shooting a playful grin down at his fiancé. “You are right, though.” Danta was often right, whether Asta admitted it or not.
Once he feels Danta’s calves hit the edge of the bed in their den, his arms slip away from him so he can start to shed his clothes – peeling it off of his body and in a now usual turn of events for this season, he lets them fall in a pile randomly somewhere on the floor before he’s bullying his way into the bed alongside the Maverick to hold him close beneath the furs.
Astaroth
// a smile so bright, you'd never bat an eye //
