/// sorry, but you just got in my way
i promise honey, i can feel your pain
i promise honey, i can feel your pain
It’s an unspoken tango they do, maneuvering with each other so seamlessly that it’s easy for Asta to start to work at the rest of his fiance’s clothes until he can feel his skin and all of its brilliant warmth – bolstered by the fire in their fireplace that casts sinister shadows on the walls with each dance of its flame. It isn’t helped by the lightning that streaks across again, overshadowing the room and making their shadows larger and infinitely spookier.
He grins as Danta picks up on the pact idea, even if it makes his cheeks ache to do so. The smile softens shortly after though as if remembering it did hurt a smidge to keep up the smile. “No, I believe we came to that conclusion ages ago that we definitely would not murder one another.” Lifting the hand with his diamond ring on it for emphasis, the butcher huffs a soft laugh before it falls back to smooth out and stroke his fiance’s skin.
“Doppelgangers.. A double of ourselves. The perfect look alikes. That is what you mean, sí?” He asks, indulging in the kiss pressed to his hair before he’s trying to scan Danta’s face to see if he’s correct. And if he is, then Danta wouldn’t miss the way his nose scrunches up with the thought of it.
He grins as Danta picks up on the pact idea, even if it makes his cheeks ache to do so. The smile softens shortly after though as if remembering it did hurt a smidge to keep up the smile. “No, I believe we came to that conclusion ages ago that we definitely would not murder one another.” Lifting the hand with his diamond ring on it for emphasis, the butcher huffs a soft laugh before it falls back to smooth out and stroke his fiance’s skin.
“Doppelgangers.. A double of ourselves. The perfect look alikes. That is what you mean, sí?” He asks, indulging in the kiss pressed to his hair before he’s trying to scan Danta’s face to see if he’s correct. And if he is, then Danta wouldn’t miss the way his nose scrunches up with the thought of it.
Astaroth
and maybe i enjoy it just a little bit
does that make me insane? ///
does that make me insane? ///
