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Adore me, Hold me and explore me

"Babe, I don't even think you know where your hands are right now." Charlie points out. Not that she wouldn't happily sandwich herself between her companions, but nor did she think oops sudden threesome was the sort of thing that would have Asta doing anything more than gritting his teeth and bearing it for Danta's sake. That said, it did warm her little heart to see the pair of them finally affectionate with one another, from the familiarity that knotted their limbs around one another to the way that Asta's shoulders sagged as if with relief to be kissing the Maverick again.

Snorting her laughter from behind her glass, as Charlie sets it down—empty now, better catch up, gentlemen—her blue eyes flick toward Asta as he correctly sets the record straight. The butcher's offer has the priestess pausing thoughtfully before she leans affectionately against his shoulder and blows a kiss in Danta's direction. "MWAH!"

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// I thought of angels choking on their halos //

"No, but I know where I'd like 'em to be," Danta says sunnily enough. And if he weren't concentrating so hard on staying upright with Asta's help, the butcher would know all too well where his hands were going. Still, his fingers do make a sudden appearance as he tries to catch the kiss that Charlie MWAHs in his direction, overbalancing just enough to have to lean back into the cage of Asta's arms, but Danta considers it a success, at least. "There. I feel better already," he confirms, before finally eyeing Charlie's empty glass and reaching for his own cocktail to finish it as well.

"And you," he nudges the butcher, as if to tell him to hurry up with his drink too, Danta meanwhile wobbling from his barstool to make them another round. "See," he says to either one of them, "I told you Charlie could hold her liquor." Which is impressive to say the least, considering how all six feet of Danta is beginning to feel the effects and then some. "You want the same? Or a different one?" Cocktail he means, of course.

Dantalion

// get them drunk on rose water //

/// forgive me father, for i have sinned
and as i kneel here now,

Once again Asta’s mind is sure that Charlie’s is a beautiful place to be as she takes the offer and turns it around into a playful gesture that has him half bracing for impact as Danta leans dangerously away to snag the blown kiss, snorting as his drunken mind takes a few seconds to catch onto what Danta was saying before.

Exasperation settles on his face again and remains this time even as Danta’s battling the little cage he’s put him in to get up to make them more drinks, and with it he finds himself leaning into Charlie with far more acceptance of the warmth her arm and shoulder offers than he typically was. “Perhaps you should have something without alcohol?” He suggests as Danta makes their next round, ignoring vocally the prompting of the blonde as he lifts his still mostly full glass to his lips and downs it.

“You were right though, and I would like the same. With three cherries this time..?” He drawls on a hiss of the alcohol as it slides down his throat, before he’s turning toward Charlie, leaning down on his elbow like he can hide the whispering between him and the priestess. “How are you doing it?” He asks in a whisper with a soft laugh.

Astaroth

hands red with blood,
i know deep down, that i'll do it again ///

Adore me, Hold me and explore me

Fully expecting to see Danta's hands make a wild grope for Asta's crotch, the fact that he restrains himself has Charlie giggling under her breath as she watches the duo rather seamlessly move against one another, with the butcher offering just enough support for the Maverick to be mischievous without letting him fall again. There was probably a metaphor there, but even she was too drunk to make it. Still, as he watched, she cooed adoringly under her breath. "Oooh, water sounds like fun!" The blonde agrees, as if Danta were some toddler whose attention might be swayed simply by the tone of her voice.

"Yes please!" Charlie purrs cheerfully, more than happy with her current sugary cocktail confection and with any number of cherries that Danta deigns to put in.

"Mm?" Leaning against Asta and selfishly adoring the firmness of his shoulder against her own—her feet didn't come anywhere near the ground, so she'd been perched on her stool all night with nothing to rest her feet on for support—the blonde flutters her lashes in response to his question before offering him a saccharine smile. "I'm bigger on the inside." She whispers back, blue eyes flashing with amusement as she bounces her eyebrows at him. It makes the room start to spin, though, so the priestess is quick to school her expression into something sunny but not quite so dramatic. "Psssst." Leaning her cheek against Asta's shoulder and peering up at him, Charlie crinkles her nose. "I love you two together." She whispers.

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// I thought of angels choking on their halos //

"I ain't no bitch," Danta informs both of them, and now that he's back behind the bar, he almost looks steady on two feet (you know, if he was on a ship in a storm). Regardless, that's a no on the water, thanks, and as he sweeps away their empty glasses to replace them with fresh ones, at least being focused on the task at hand makes him less likely to trip over or fall asleep.

Oblivious to the secret conversation taking place nearby, unbeknownst to the Maverick, he's receiving some assistance from the bartender on duty, and if Danta should find his cocktail suspiciously free of alcohol this time around? Well, that's his fault, right? He made it.

"Ta daaaa," he announces, setting sugar rimmed glasses before Charlie and Asta - and each of them have no less than five cherries as decoration this time. (He'd wanted to just take the whole jar, but the bartender had stopped him). "Will this suffice, lady and gentleman?"

Dantalion

// get them drunk on rose water //

/// forgive me father, for i have sinned
and as i kneel here now,

Water did sound like fun, thank you Charlie. And with the announcement made in such a way that it might try to assuage the Maverick, the butcher barks a laugh to hear Danta’s denial. “We know, darling.” He drawls, just in case Danta was positive it would make the two of them think less of their Theocrat. It wouldn’t, of course.

Pressed against Charlie’s arm with his own, the butcher finds himself quite content as he squishes them together a touch more if only so that Charlie could share her secrets, his dark gaze scanning her face before landing on her bright, adoring eyes. “No kidding.” The butcher hums in that deeper Whitebrim drawl, content to leave it at that and even more content to have her cheek rest against his shoulder.

He catches her gaze and her whisper and it only broadens his smile. “Do you? It’s still quite fresh to be honest. But… I am happy.” He admits when Danta returns, pulling his gaze away to snag his drink. Sipping lightly from it, his tail winds around the leg of Charlie’s barstool, the spaded tip winding around the other to give her a bit of a foot rest for the moment.

“It’s perfect, Danta.” He purrs to the Theocrat, setting the glass down so he can fish a cherry out and to also beckon the Maverick closer so he can keep an eye on the both of them from wobbling on their chairs.

Astaroth

hands red with blood,
i know deep down, that i'll do it again ///

Adore me, Hold me and explore me

"You? Never!" Charlie agrees emphatically as she straightens on her stool that she might look all the more convincing. No, Danta might not have been a bitch, but he was sorely in need of some water, such that as she watched him prepare their drinks (she wanted to make sure he wasn't stacking the deck and adding extra alcohol to her and Asta's portions), she flashed the bartender a toothy grin to see the extra ice he added to the Maverick's glass in lieu of alcohol.

"Mmhmmmmmmmm." The priestess confirms. "I'll show you next time we're outside." She adds a touch mysteriously before nuzzling her cheek against the butcher's shoulder and sighing contentedly. Though her horns were not anywhere near as long as Danta's or Asta's were, Charlie was careful not to let the unrefined ruby catch on the butcher's sleeve as she peered adoringly up at him. "You seem happy." The priestess agrees, barely able to keep her smile from running away with her. "You two seemed happy before, too, but now..." Her blue eyes flick to the side in order to pick out the Maverick as he fussed over their drinks, before her gaze returns to the butcher's. "On its way to perfect, I'd say."

Straightening as round number...???? is placed before her, Charlie glances down to see Asta's tail acting as a footrest. "You, Danta—" Peering around the butcher, the priestess fixes the Maverick with a sunny smile. "—are a very lucky man and I hope you never forget it." So saying she gently places her feet against the butcher's tail, sighing contentedly as she's finally able to relax a touch.

Mark your territory, Tell me I'm the only, only, only, only one

Code 100% taken from the queeeeeeen herself, Sky <3

// I thought of angels choking on their halos //

"Mm, that's what I thought," Danta drawls, smiling to himself as he enjoys what is essentially syrup over ice, garnished with sugar and cherries. He might not get any more drunk from it, no, but there's always the risk of fucking diabetes at this rate. Either way, it's enough for him to continue to be utterly ignorant of the conversation going on beside him in hushed tones - at least until Charlie trills at him.

Instantly glancing up and hooking a leg around his barstool so he might lean back a fraction to see her, the Maverick's puzzled expression melts almost instantly into something dizzyingly warm, and the hand not holding his drink sneaks across to rest atop Asta's knee. "I know," he tells her softly. "I won't."

Anyway.

"Do you reckon we can declare a winner at this point? Or do we need to like... stand on one leg until there's only one person left?" Because Danta will be honest - even with his recent non-alcoholic cocktail, he doesn't really like his chances.

Dantalion

// get them drunk on rose water //

/// forgive me father, for i have sinned
and as i kneel here now,

“Deal.” Asta purrs contently as Charlie nuzzles her cheek against his arm and he remains a statue in place to give her some amount of support to lean against. And if she seems to lean harder against him, the butcher won’t notice.

His dark gaze lingers on her as she scouts out the Maverick. “Mm, I think you’re right.” There’s the adoring look glanced back toward Danta as he returns with their drinks, settling and looking quite confused until the realization hits and the butcher has the combination of Danta’s hand on his knee and Charlie’s feet using his tail as the footrest it was intended to be. “I am too.” He hums, flashing an affectionate smile over to Danta as his free hand drops to cover Danta’s with a gentle squeeze.

At the mention of a winner though, the butcher’s laugh barks through him as he squints between the two of them, letting the Whitebrim drawl come in full force. “Oh, I’m absolutely fucked. Charlie wins.” He announces, looking down at Charlie with a wink.

Astaroth

hands red with blood,
i know deep down, that i'll do it again ///

Adore me, Hold me and explore me

Emitting an excited warbling scream in the back of her throat, Charlie beams at the pair, her chest barely able to contain the way her heart is suddenly pounding a thousand miles per minute. Unable to properly wrap her arms around them given her size, their positions, and everyone's level of intoxication, instead Charlie sends tendrils of flame out to encircle their little trio before letting it dissipate in puffs that look suspiciously like hearts.

Groaning at the idea of having to stand on one foot—Charlie was far too comfortable still leaning vaguely against Asta—as the butcher declared himself fucked, (and in that accent), the priestess cackled her delight. With renewed enthusiasm she reached for her latest cocktail, slipping the straw between her lips and nearly finishing it in a single breath. "I hope you two are okay if I add hair and makeup in addition to dressing you."

Mark your territory, Tell me I'm the only, only, only, only one

Code 100% taken from the queeeeeeen herself, Sky <3

// I thought of angels choking on their halos //

At the sound that comes warbling out of Charlie, for a moment Danta's expression turns worried, as if he's concerned that the little priestess is about to spontaneously combust. And there are flames, as it happens, but at least as he spots those out of the corner of his eye, he can understand them. Scoffing out a laugh and leaning half against the counter and half against Asta, to hear the bucher admit defeat is all the permission he needs to do the same.

"I'd drink to that, but gods I don't know if I can." He laughs, despite his own cocktail likely to make him more sober than anything. "You can add hair, makeup, shoes, whatever you want. Just let me go to bed now." Grinning and peering across at her, Danta gestures around the Dusklight. "D'you want us to walk you back to the Temple? Otherwise you're welcome to stay here, with or without company in your room." He winks.

Dantalion

// get them drunk on rose water //

/// forgive me father, for i have sinned
and as i kneel here now,

Asta also isn’t sure whether the sound that comes from Charlie that vibrates briefly against his arm is a sound that says she’s okay or not, when the flames wind around them in a warm embrace that extinguishes out in puffs of curiously heart shaped smoke clouds. Luckily, though, his defeat allows the rest to chime their own, with a clear winner in their midst.

He, too, reaches for his cocktail and takes a long slow sip, savoring the sweetness, downing the rest of it if only to make sure he enjoys what Danta created for him (even if he had help doing it).

Swallowing it down and eating the rest of the cherries in his glass, the butcher shoots Charlie a grin in full agreement with Danta. “So long as you don’t cut my hair, I’m fine with anything you have in that beautiful head of yours.” He hums, leaning toward her and adjusting his arm to wind around her slim shoulders to give her a gentle hug.

His warm arm remains around her as he waits for her answer to Danta’s question, while his other hand tries to lace his fingers together with Danta’s.

Astaroth

hands red with blood,
i know deep down, that i'll do it again ///

Adore me, Hold me and explore me

"Oh gods no." Wrinkling her nose, Charlie gives her head a quick shake that inadvertently has the room spinning around for a good few seconds. "The Temple is much too far. Besides, I like it here." Twisting around—and thank gods for Asta being there—the priestess eyes the bar as if for the first time, properly drinking in the other patrons still happily enjoying their evenings. Her blue eyes bounce from table to table, lingering here or there as certain faces or couples catch her interest.

Tucking herself beneath the butcher's arm and winding her arms around him as best she could, Charlie has to stifle a yawn into the crook of her shoulder brought on but the sudden warmth. "I think I might try and find some company though. It's not as much fun to sleep alone." Not expecting any disagreement from her present company, not given the work they'd done only a few hours before, Charlie slithers down from her seat, having to hold onto the bar to balance for a few moments.

"You two enjoy your newww roooooommmm." Though Charlie was sure it wasn't the first time they'd slept in Danta's room together, it was new, now, because it was theirs.

Blowing them both a kiss over her shoulder, the priestess adjusts her dress for a moment before ordering a round of shots and slinking her way toward a corner booth where two women had been giggling for the better part of ten minutes.

~FIN

Mark your territory, Tell me I'm the only, only, only, only one

Code 100% taken from the queeeeeeen herself, Sky <3