Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
Fun implies that Danta's patience doesn't have a limit, which it very much does, and as her voice once more echoes from absolutely-not-in-front-of-him, he considers calling it quits and finding an easier fuck at the Halenani. Indeed, he's already half turning in that direction when an unseen hand snags at his own, the Ancient's brows furrowing together to feel rather than to see what Flora is doing.
"How many more tricks have you got up your sleeve?" he wonders, letting his palm grace across her breast before reaching back for the towel she'd dropped. If he's quick enough, he hopes to snatch it around her and pull, pinning them together whether or not she's invisible. "Or is this it, for now?"
"How many more tricks have you got up your sleeve?" he wonders, letting his palm grace across her breast before reaching back for the towel she'd dropped. If he's quick enough, he hopes to snatch it around her and pull, pinning them together whether or not she's invisible. "Or is this it, for now?"
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
