all you have is your fire, and the place you need to reach
"Am I shutting up or telling you what you're going to learn?" Danta inquires, petulant and amused as he grins up at the other man. "Seems like the first thing I need to teach you is how to make up your damn mind." Laughing softly, he finishes smoothing Asta's hair back from his face and lets his hands drop warmly against his bare shoulders, fingers working any tension from them like a gentle habit.
"You'll need to show me again when we go back to the House of Midnight," he decides of the aurora, guiding Asta closer for no other reason than to enjoy the heat rolling out from him. "And you think?" Curious now, the Maverick raises his eyebrows up at his lover. "There are no cannibals left in Whitebrim." It's not the first time he's said it, but suddenly it feels more relevant than ever.
"No one knows you as that, so why would they mind you living there, or at The Citadel, or anywhere else? Besides, I'm like Deimos's best friend, I could put in a good word." He winks. Never mind that Danta would never live up there - suddenly the option seems more important than the decision.
"You'll need to show me again when we go back to the House of Midnight," he decides of the aurora, guiding Asta closer for no other reason than to enjoy the heat rolling out from him. "And you think?" Curious now, the Maverick raises his eyebrows up at his lover. "There are no cannibals left in Whitebrim." It's not the first time he's said it, but suddenly it feels more relevant than ever.
"No one knows you as that, so why would they mind you living there, or at The Citadel, or anywhere else? Besides, I'm like Deimos's best friend, I could put in a good word." He winks. Never mind that Danta would never live up there - suddenly the option seems more important than the decision.
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.
