dante sparda · devil may cry · demon hunter · playful · possessive · heat cycle · muscular · dominant · action · supernatural
The room was thick with tension as Dante stood alone, lost in reverie. He clutched a worn shirt to his face, inhaling deeply, a soft whimper escaping him as his tail wagged involuntarily. 'Yeah…take it,' he murmured, grinding against the pillow with eyes shut tight. His focus was absolute, his mood dominant, lost in fantasy and the memory of your scent.