// and rise with me forever across the silent sand //
His attempt at the drawl works precisely how Asta hoped it would, hearing Danta’s vibrant laugh in response to it which causes his grin to stretch warmly across his face. “Something to look forward to, then.” He teases, flashing his fiancé a wink once he pulls away from the second kiss to his cheek, before he’s descending into a real kiss that feels well earned.
With the cobbler arriving, he withdraws and picks up the fork to offer a bite to Danta as he listens, snorting softly. “Perhaps so. Though, it is not too late to ask for one.” He muses, bouncing his brow playfully as he guides the fork to Danta’s mouth for him to take the bite. And while he waits for the reaction, the Butcher takes a bite of his own, immediately hit with the tart and honey sweetness of the peaches and the crunchy crust of the cobbler.
He almost mirrors Danta with the satisfied hum that purrs from his throat, swallowing down the bite with a somewhat distracted nod. “One of the best I have had, if I am being honest.” He admits with a huff of a laugh, taking another bite and offering another to Danta as he gestures for the waitress to bring over a box when she has a moment, that way they can enjoy it later when he doesn’t feel like he’s going to explode. And he assumes it’ll be just as perfect the second time.
With the cobbler arriving, he withdraws and picks up the fork to offer a bite to Danta as he listens, snorting softly. “Perhaps so. Though, it is not too late to ask for one.” He muses, bouncing his brow playfully as he guides the fork to Danta’s mouth for him to take the bite. And while he waits for the reaction, the Butcher takes a bite of his own, immediately hit with the tart and honey sweetness of the peaches and the crunchy crust of the cobbler.
He almost mirrors Danta with the satisfied hum that purrs from his throat, swallowing down the bite with a somewhat distracted nod. “One of the best I have had, if I am being honest.” He admits with a huff of a laugh, taking another bite and offering another to Danta as he gestures for the waitress to bring over a box when she has a moment, that way they can enjoy it later when he doesn’t feel like he’s going to explode. And he assumes it’ll be just as perfect the second time.
Astaroth
// and the stars will be your eyes and the wind will be my hands //
