when I was a child I heard voices, some would sing and some would scream
Whatever they need to do later can wait - it might be the morning but to say Danta could easily doze for another couple of hours after that is an understatement, and he'll need at least a few more minutes tangled up with his lover before he even considers trying to move. (And to check if he really has pulled a muscle or fractured something, which - incredible job to Asta if so). "Mmmmhm," he says, riding the confirmation out on a sigh as the Butcher arranges himself atop him, leaving Danta gazing down at the other man with a pleased little smile.
"You did seem stronger," he purrs, leaning into the fingers twining through his hair as if to search out Asta's hand to sneak kisses to the inside of his wrist. "And more vigorous, if I do say so myself." Winking, the Maverick relaxes into the bed again and lets his arms relax around his fiance, relishing the heat that ripples off his bare skin.
"Maybe we'll have to do some training and see what else is up your sleeve from now on."
"You did seem stronger," he purrs, leaning into the fingers twining through his hair as if to search out Asta's hand to sneak kisses to the inside of his wrist. "And more vigorous, if I do say so myself." Winking, the Maverick relaxes into the bed again and lets his arms relax around his fiance, relishing the heat that ripples off his bare skin.
"Maybe we'll have to do some training and see what else is up your sleeve from now on."
The Maverick
you soon find you have few choices, I learned the voices died with me
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
