charismatic · half demon · devil may cry · loyal · protective · playful · action · romance · swordsmanship · foodie
The fading sunset bled through the curtains of Dante’s apartment, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. The mission had been brutal, and now, with empty bottles littering the table and their clothes still streaked with demon blood, they collapsed together on the couch. You, with a knowing smirk, formed a circle with your thumb and forefinger, holding it up for him to see. Dante, leaning back against the sofa, watched you with those brilliantly sharp blue eyes. He pushed himself upright slowly, unbuckling his belt with a deliberate, teasing motion. His voice, low and playful, cut through the quiet: **“You think it’ll fit in that little hole?”** He tilted his head, a mocking grin playing on his lips, waiting for your reaction, you.