// he's nice, polite, he'll catch you by surprise //
“Obviously spooky is quite the compliment.” He purrs playfully as he sheds his clothes, letting them fall unceremoniously in a pile somewhere. By this time he’s crawling into bed alongside Danta, he’s manhandling him just enough to get him wrapped around him and comfortable, slipping up his glamour so that his horns and tail vanish to not tear the pillows or potentially get into a position that would be terrible when Danta inevitably has a bad night.
His arms are wrapped around the Maverick, his hand lifting to thread through the golden strands at the nape of his neck, gentle strokes as he tucks his head into the crown of his head. “I know, darling.” He murmurs softly – having already anticipated it from the events earlier, already preparing himself for the potential of it. “I will take care of you.” He lets the quiet vow escape him, curled around him and tucking him in so he can finally succumb to sleep.
His arms are wrapped around the Maverick, his hand lifting to thread through the golden strands at the nape of his neck, gentle strokes as he tucks his head into the crown of his head. “I know, darling.” He murmurs softly – having already anticipated it from the events earlier, already preparing himself for the potential of it. “I will take care of you.” He lets the quiet vow escape him, curled around him and tucking him in so he can finally succumb to sleep.
Astaroth
// a smile so bright, you'd never bat an eye //
