Dantalion
but you can't be free
Alright, let's be honest - Dantalion doesn't even really need to feel the chaotic urge to take off all of his clothes to do it. Having seated himself before the roaring bonfire, his shoes are already off so he can bury his toes in the embers when Alys goes leaping by, and he's about to consider joining her, but before he knows it he's shrugging out of his coat instead.
Shirtless beneath it, the heat licks across his skin deliciously, and given how good that feels, it's not difficult to shimmy out of his pants as well. Tanned, freckled and shrouded in the light of a crimson moon and amber flames, Danta stretches out to moonbathe beneath the starry sky.
Shirtless beneath it, the heat licks across his skin deliciously, and given how good that feels, it's not difficult to shimmy out of his pants as well. Tanned, freckled and shrouded in the light of a crimson moon and amber flames, Danta stretches out to moonbathe beneath the starry sky.
'cause I'm selfish, I'm obscene
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
