/// 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 calculated as much as it is going off of his spontaneous desires. He doesn’t rush Danta’s process, instead he selfishly indulges himself for as much as the Maverick can handle, praising with the sounds that escape him and block out the screaming rain that continues to try and take the moment away. Unfortunately for the Mathair, Asta’s fully committed and focused on his fiance.
As Danta withdraws, he doesn’t lessen the attention to his length, though. His head tilts down again, panting breaths as he meets the blues of his lover’s flushed face, his own skin red and indulgent as his tail continues to brush that loose stroke along his length. The shark toothed grin focuses on his fiance with a calculating glint as the warning comes.
Propping himself up on his elbows briefly, Asta reaches down with a hand to cup his lover’s cheek a little roughly, his voice deep and sultry and thicker with its accent as he offers something Danta might jump at the opportunity for, given the season. “Perhaps I am feeling generous tonight.” He suggests, hips shifting slightly as if to prove the point. “You have earned it, after all.”
As Danta withdraws, he doesn’t lessen the attention to his length, though. His head tilts down again, panting breaths as he meets the blues of his lover’s flushed face, his own skin red and indulgent as his tail continues to brush that loose stroke along his length. The shark toothed grin focuses on his fiance with a calculating glint as the warning comes.
Propping himself up on his elbows briefly, Asta reaches down with a hand to cup his lover’s cheek a little roughly, his voice deep and sultry and thicker with its accent as he offers something Danta might jump at the opportunity for, given the season. “Perhaps I am feeling generous tonight.” He suggests, hips shifting slightly as if to prove the point. “You have earned it, after all.”
Astaroth
and maybe i enjoy it just a little bit
does that make me insane? ///
does that make me insane? ///
