Astaroth
// so sip the gossip, drink 'til you choke. sip the gossip, burn down your throat //
Half expecting Danta to wake up with the urgency that lines his voice, he really can’t deny the fact that when the Maverick was sleeping as deeply as he occasionally got to, he would have to work harder to try and get him to focus. He can’t really blame him though, given what he’d stupidly done in front of Dygra herself, but here he is trying to drag the sleep from his lover like a reverse sandman.
The response sparks a low chuckle of a laugh, letting Danta find him to pull him in, though the Maverick might realize Asta is still fully dressed and his coat still lingers with the hint of cold. “Another hour in bed once I am finished telling you something else.” He’d essentially bartered with Dygra, why not keep up the appearance?
He’s only half leaning over the Maverick in the bed, tail still wagging, the urgency of which he’s trying to get across still just as vibrant. “It has to do with our Dark Lady.” He tacks on like an additional incentive, peering down at his fiance with warmth and excitement thrumming in the dark honey of his gaze, face a general mess with the lingering remnants of where he’d drank from their goddess and the brand that leaves a bare patch in his beard on his cheek he doesn’t know is there just yet.
The response sparks a low chuckle of a laugh, letting Danta find him to pull him in, though the Maverick might realize Asta is still fully dressed and his coat still lingers with the hint of cold. “Another hour in bed once I am finished telling you something else.” He’d essentially bartered with Dygra, why not keep up the appearance?
He’s only half leaning over the Maverick in the bed, tail still wagging, the urgency of which he’s trying to get across still just as vibrant. “It has to do with our Dark Lady.” He tacks on like an additional incentive, peering down at his fiance with warmth and excitement thrumming in the dark honey of his gaze, face a general mess with the lingering remnants of where he’d drank from their goddess and the brand that leaves a bare patch in his beard on his cheek he doesn’t know is there just yet.
// you're not iconic, you are just like them all. don't act like you don't know //
