Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
"Mm, maybe so. I wouldn't waste it if I were given the chance," Danta murmurs, and already his thoughts are swimming with the prospects of endless wine, writhing eternities of bodies and the feel of flesh beneath his fingertips, of blood welling under his nails. Flora's towel slipping a touch lower is everything he needs to pull his attention back, luckily, and he blinks up at her with a scrunched nose.
"Sounds terrible," he admits freely. "No wonder they lost this stupid war people keep talking about." It was like, two years ago now, right? Danta's done with aftermath, he wants the world to spin a little faster now.
Speaking of faster - and harder, as it happens - his lips curl into a grin to see her gaze dropping scandalously south of his waist. "Hard all over is a pain," he agrees. "But certain parts aren't so bad." And then some.
"Sounds terrible," he admits freely. "No wonder they lost this stupid war people keep talking about." It was like, two years ago now, right? Danta's done with aftermath, he wants the world to spin a little faster now.
Speaking of faster - and harder, as it happens - his lips curl into a grin to see her gaze dropping scandalously south of his waist. "Hard all over is a pain," he agrees. "But certain parts aren't so bad." And then some.
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
