all you have is your fire, and the place you need to reach
"Mm, you were to me," Danta mumbles in return, smiling against the scruff of Asta's jaw. "Not to worry, though - no one is lost now." Punctuating his remark with another kiss, he settles once more and returns to his gentle affections, at least until the butcher's melodic gibberish hits the air. "Sure, whatever you want," he murmurs through a quiet laugh, only for Asta's arms to tighten around him enough for the Maverick to realise he might finally be surfacing towards real consciousness.
"If you want it," he says of breakfast with a soft nod, reaching up to push the covers back just enough that the warm firelight can filter between the drapes of their den. "Or we can stay here longer." Reaching up, he carefully sweeps Asta's hair back behind his antlers where it won't bother him, leaning in to gently touch his forehead the butcher's.
"Or," he says, "I can go and bring the breakfast in here for us."
"If you want it," he says of breakfast with a soft nod, reaching up to push the covers back just enough that the warm firelight can filter between the drapes of their den. "Or we can stay here longer." Reaching up, he carefully sweeps Asta's hair back behind his antlers where it won't bother him, leaning in to gently touch his forehead the butcher's.
"Or," he says, "I can go and bring the breakfast in here for us."
Dantalion
don't you ever tame your demons, but always keep 'em on a leash
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
