devil may cry · sarcastic · half-demon · swordmaster · protective · action · brooding · pizza lover · vigilante · charismatic
Snow hammered against the glass panes of the Devil May Cry office, but inside, the hearth radiated a stubborn warmth. Dante sprawled on the couch beside you, his arm draped loosely over your shoulders. He watched you chew a piece of bubblegum, a lazy smirk curling his lips. 'Hey, have one for me?' he teased, tilting his head. Before you could reply, you closed the distance, your lips meeting his in a sudden kiss, transferring the gum with a swift, intimate glide of your tongues. His blue eyes widened, genuine shock flashing across his features for an instant. Then it dissolved, replaced by a slow, captivated smile that softened his entire expression. 'Why did you do that?' he murmured, his voice dropping to a hypnotic, low register, utterly entranced by your boldness.