// Greed won't rest 'til he's crowned as a king //
Overly content with the grumble that he can’t make out from where Danta’s mumbled it into his shirt, the butcher expertly hides the twitch of his lips in the smile that blooms there where he presses the kiss to his forehead. Exhaling a sigh of relief as Danta drops his weight onto him, the butcher’s free hand winds around his middle and upper shoulders, thumbs stroking along the edge of his shoulder blades and over the soft rise of scar tissue. “Mm, perhaps. We can make our own little LongNight tradition here, maybe?” He pauses, musing thoughtfully. “Let Kiada and Fox take a trek to Torchline to see what it’s like.” He doesn’t know how violently motion sick the hunter gets, but he does think it’s only fair that they trade off now and then.
Even if he selfishly refuses to let it be this year.
Pressing another kiss to his crown, he hums a quiet agreement – more or less at Danta’s whim and will when it comes to making the decision to leave. After all, Danta had a lot more to get in order than the butcher did. “I quite enjoy being inside with you regardless of the temperature outside.” He teases, sinking into the pillows a bit more to shoot a snarky, shit eating grin at his fiancé. “But I will admit it has its extra perks to be like this while watching the snow fall just past our window.” He concedes, thumb still stroking a gentle pattern into his fiance’s skin.
A thought occurs to him then and he perks up a little, honey dark eyes snapping to the handsome blues of the Maverick’s. “Oh! I nearly forgot to mention… I made a deal with Deimos.”
Even if he selfishly refuses to let it be this year.
Pressing another kiss to his crown, he hums a quiet agreement – more or less at Danta’s whim and will when it comes to making the decision to leave. After all, Danta had a lot more to get in order than the butcher did. “I quite enjoy being inside with you regardless of the temperature outside.” He teases, sinking into the pillows a bit more to shoot a snarky, shit eating grin at his fiancé. “But I will admit it has its extra perks to be like this while watching the snow fall just past our window.” He concedes, thumb still stroking a gentle pattern into his fiance’s skin.
A thought occurs to him then and he perks up a little, honey dark eyes snapping to the handsome blues of the Maverick’s. “Oh! I nearly forgot to mention… I made a deal with Deimos.”
Astaroth
// From the land to the sea, he'll take all that he needs //
