storm's comin', I can see the clouds
"Sacrilege," Danta declares at the idea of not having enough room for dessert. "Who are you and what have you done with my head of security?" Accepting the rag and spending a few moments to clean off his face and hands, by the time the waitress arrives to clear their table and take their cobbler order, the Maverick is about as domestic as he's ever likely to get, and he shifts to immediately sit closer against Asta.
Grinning and leaning against him enough to prop his chin against his shoulder, he aims a gentle kiss to the other man's cheek. "What if," he suggests, "we eat half here and get the other half to go? I bet Flora has ice cream at the house we could pair it with later." Much later, after a nap and whatever else they might get up to as the night marches on.
Grinning and leaning against him enough to prop his chin against his shoulder, he aims a gentle kiss to the other man's cheek. "What if," he suggests, "we eat half here and get the other half to go? I bet Flora has ice cream at the house we could pair it with later." Much later, after a nap and whatever else they might get up to as the night marches on.
Dantalion
No runnin's gonna save you now
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
