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actuallysaiyan · 10 months

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NSFW prompt #4 with Dante please

warnings: mentions of wounds, reader is a demon hunter, smut, rough kissing, nudity, Dante being Dante

It's tough to keep up with Dante and his twin as they hunt demons. You're good, as you've been doing it for years, but nowhere near as legendary as they both are. Not to mention, you don't have the healing factor that they do. So you often have to be on your guard. Dante has mentioned it multiple times before that he worries about you whenever you go hunt devils with him and Vergil, but you always remind him that you've been doing the job for almost as long as him.

This particular devil happened to be tricky. He was an incubus, which played to his favour when it came to you. As the twins saw him in his true form which happened to be an ugly, wart-covered toad, you saw him as a charming prince with jet black hair and a killer smile. Still, you did all you can to not let that deter you from helping to win this battle.

You figured you were doing well with dispatching all the smaller devils, but it's while you were distracted that the main one attacked you. One large slice of his katana, and you were down for the count. Blood dripped from the wound in your shoulder and your shirt was pretty much done for. You rushed away from him, bleeding more than you'd like.

"Shit!" Dante yells in frustration, and he rushes over to you. Vergil is quick to end the devil, and he takes care of things.

With Dante now by your side, he kneels down and holds you close. He places his hand on top of yours and applies pressure. He kisses the top of your head.

"Do you see why I don't want you coming with us?" He asks, a little ticked off that you'd so willingly place yourself in danger.

You whine softly, "Dante, I'm fine."

Vergil watches the two of you, then he manages to call Nero and Nico to come pick you all up with the van. You'd be fine, but there was no way that Dante would be allowing you to come on any devil hunting trips in the near future. Once you're safe in the van, Dante has you wrapped up in his coat to keep your dignity protected. It doesn't take long for you all to make it back to Devil May Cry.

Vergil recognizes what this signifies for his twin, and he tells the rest of the gang to stay back. They leave you both to enter the office. Dante sets you down on the couch and he begins mending at your wounds. In no time at all, he has your wound bandaged up. He then tells you to rest.

As you sleep, Dante removes the rest of your clothes. He inspects your body for other wounds, but he is very relieved to find that you're okay. Then he places a soft, warm blanket on top of your naked form and he goes to fetch you something else to wear when you wake up. He's less worried now but he has a lot of regrets about letting you come with them.

Slowly, you begin coming to. It's been few hours but with Dante's help, you'll be right as rain. You sit up and gasp when you realize you're naked. He's sitting at the desk, a dirty magazine in his hands. You begin looking everywhere for your clothes, but you don't find them.

You get up on your feet and march over to Dante, and he smirks when he sees that you're stark naked. A small blush creeps over your face, but Dante only beckons you over. You try to say you'd like to get dressed, so he gestures to his own clothes he brought down to you.

"You could wear my clothes. Yours got ripped to shreds, baby." He smirks at you once more. He then pats his thigh and you climb onto him. "Or you could stay naked. That would be nice, as much as I like to see you in my clothes."

Your lips meet in a frantic and rough kiss. The risk of losing you has made him needy. His hands soothe over your body, making sure to be gentle when it comes to your wound. It's not long before he has your thighs spread and he presses his own thigh between your legs. You moan as your clit grinds against his thigh.

"Isn't this much better than hunting demons?"

You had to admit, it was better than hunting demons. Way better.

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multi-fandom-imagine · 10 months

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«affectionate || Dante ||

A/n: Here is the long waited DMC drabble.

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[ affectionate ] sender plays with receiver's hair

Dante loves it when you play with his hair, his heart beats a little faster each time you do it. He’s used to the sex, the flirting he’s down in the past but this relationship is different.

With you it’s different, because with you he feels the love.

It was another lazy day, another day that he didn’t have to worry about assholes and killing demons, why? Because he has you sitting on his lap while you ran your fingers through his hair.

A light grumble escaping his lips as you ranked your fingers through his silver strands.

“You’re so cute.” You teased as your fingers then ran down his cheek, Dante’s hand quickly snatching it until he brought it to his lips giving it a small kiss.

“I’m not cute.”

Rolling your eyes you rested your head against his own as you cupped his cheek’s, the man slumping even further in his seat. “Then what do I call you?, oh all mighty Demon Hunter.”

Squeezing your hips, Dante grasped your hands them on his head so you could continue to play with his hair. “Sexy, hot…oh I can go on and on babe…but I gotta admit…you have some magic fingers.”

Humming you did your best not to snort, it was cute to see him so relaxed for once. “Only for you Dante.”

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rosemary03 · 10 months

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Could I request Vergil stealing the readers clothes and touching himself? He tries to convince himself that it isn't a big deal and he will return the clothes, so he *totally* isn't a pervert at all? Maybe the reader catches him in the act and he feels embarrassed by it?

nsfw!! warnings: only masturbation and a lot of cum, urine is mentioned and vergil is caught as the pervert that he is 😈 Ah, and there may be some spelling errors, but I'm not sure.

You and Vergil are on the couch watching television, apparently this is your favorite series, you can't miss a single episode, Vergil is aware of that so he's accompanying you, but he's fucking distracted, he looks a bit lost, what You catch him looking at you several times but he doesn't say anything, so you ask "what's up vergil?" your voice is kind and soft, vergil gets a little nervous you can feel that "nothing... I just have to go home soon you know?" he responds, to which you tell him that it's not necessary and that he stays today, he gladly accepts, you both spend the rest of the night talking and talking about the typical stuff, a lot of blah blah blah, here and there but only from you, he is extremely quiet today, maybe he is uncomfortable? You think, so you just leave him alone to rest, he sleeps in the guest room and you in your own room of course.

But you don't know the real reason why he was so nervous, he just can't tell you, I mean, no he's not a pervert for getting fucking hard when he saw your nice dirty panties in the bathroom but he doesn't want you to think bad of him! You probably forgot to put them in the washing machine and he saw them by accident.. it's not your fault or his.

But he didn't really know what he was doing when he woke up in the middle of the night, he went to the bathroom on purpose, not because he needed to pee or anything, he just needed to see your panties again! Don't blame him, he just wants to see what you used on your pussy most of the day. So when he goes into the bathroom he quickly looks for your panties, oh it is still there, in the same position he found them this morning, his half hard penis starts throbbing just by looking! He hasn't even touched them yet, suddenly he had a little idea, he thinks it's a bit disgusting but he can't help it, he grabs the soft fabric of your panties and takes it to his room "just for a moment, I'll return it as soon as I'm done" he tells himself, but he really can't tell for sure how many hours he's been fucking his fist with your panties around his cock, the poor fabric of your clothes is thick and wet from so much cum he's spilled! But he can't stop!! He was so lost in his own lust and arousal that he didn't hear the footsteps approaching his door, the only thing that brings him out of his trance is the little scream that comes out of your throat when you saw vergil masturbate with your panties, he is perplexed, really he doesn't know how to react, he feels ashamed and dirty. Is he really a pervert for doing this? He just wanted to enjoy himself a bit! Inhaling your smell and tasting your sweet taste, he didn't want to do anything wrong!!

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no-one-anon · 11 months

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I answered the ask that an 🧟 anon, but it self destructed. Sorry to whoever that was 😅, but here it is! (Everything keeps self destructing)

it seems like after you become a write things just blow up-

anyways!- (by the way, I didn't know if you wanted them to be a significant other or anything- but I just chose for them to be their significant other- sorry!!!)

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Dante, Vergil, & Nero reacting to a demon reader!

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Dante:

Dante has spent many years as a demon hunter, protecting the human world from malevolent demons. He has battled various monster-like creatures, but has also learned to distinguish between demons' actions and their nature. He believes demons are not inherently evil, and even made friends with a few over the years.

One day, Dante meets his significant other, you. A 'human' with a kind heart and a curious mind. You were fascinated by Dante's demon-hunting work, and soon became a regular visitor at Dante's office. Over time, Dante starts to develop feelings for you, and finds himself wanting to spend more time with you.

You, on the other hand, start to develop feelings for Dante as well. You find yourself drawn to Dante's rugged but handsome look, and find yourself intrigued by Dante's stories of hunting and battling various demons. You begin to ask more questions about Dante's work, and soon finds yourself becoming a big fan of Dante.

Both Dante and you realize that you both have become infatuated with each other, and before you both know it, you were in a serious relationship. Dante is happy, and feels like he has finally found someone who understands him and his work. You, too, feel like you have found the person you've have always been looking for.

However, things take a drastic turn one day, when you tell Dante that you have something important to confess. Dante immediately senses that something is not right, and prepares themselves for the worst. Taking a deep breath, you reveal to Dante that you were actually a demon.

Dante was shocked by the news, and struggled to make sense of it at first. He knows that demons aren't inherently evil, but also knows that many demons have been responsible for much death and destruction over the years.

Dante doesn't know how to react, and is at a loss for words. He wants to love and accept you for who you were, but also doesn't want to put the human world at risk. After a long moment of silence, Dante finally speaks out. He tells you that he will always love and support you, no matter what their past or their nature may have been. He tells you that he understands that demons have been treated unfairly in the past, and that he will do his best to help you find their place.

Nero:

Nero and you have been together for nearly a decade, and your relationship had always felt like something out of a fairytale. You had become each other's everything, each one's rock and support when times were tough. You had shared countless memories, both happy and sad, and had always been there for each other no matter what.

So when your true identity was revealed as a demon, it came as a complete shock to Nero. He had never suspected a thing, and the news shook him to his core. He felt betrayed and deceived, and he couldn't understand how he could have been so blind.

As Nero tried to process the information, his emotions ran wild. He felt hurt, angry, and confused all at once. He wondered how he could ever trust you again, and if all the love they felt had been a lie. He started to pull away from you, keeping his distance and avoiding eye contact.

You tried to explain and apologize, but Nero's heart had been shattered. He just couldn't see past the betrayal, and despite his best efforts, he couldn't see a way forward. After months of tension and pain, Nero made the heartbreaking decision to end your relationship. It was the hardest thing he had ever done, but he knew it was the only choice left to him.

The two parted ways, each one feeling a deep sense of loss and grief. They had lost more than just a partner; they had lost their best friend, their confidante, their rock, and their support system. They had lost everything they had worked for and dreamed of, all because of one terrible secret.

Nero's and your story is proof that true love can exist even in the most unexpected of circumstances. But it also shows that sometimes, even the strongest bonds can be broken by the weight of a single lie.

Vergil:

Vergil, a man known for his calm, collected demeanor and his intense concentration, stood silently in your shared living room as you confessed your deepest secret: you were a demon. You, looked at Vergil with a mix of fear and hope, waiting to see how he would react to your dark secret.

At first, Vergil said nothing, his eyes fixed on you with an intensity that made you uncomfortable. After a few moments, he leaned forward, still silent, his gaze unbroken. You shivered as a chill ran down your spine, unsure of what Vergil was thinking.

Finally, Vergil spoke, his voice even and measured. "So you are a demon," he said slowly, as if he had already suspected as much. "I must admit, I had expected something like this. Tell me, how does your demonic nature affect our relationship?"

You, caught off guard by Vergil's calmness, stumbled over your words as you tried to explain your demonic nature. You explained how they were able to conjure powerful magical spells, how your body was immune to most physical harm, and how you had the ability to manipulate their appearance to blend in with human society.

Vergil listened intently, his face showing no emotion, as you detailed every aspect of you demonic nature. When you were done, Vergil nodded slowly, his brows furrowing slightly as he considered his partner's words.

"I see," he said softly, his voice almost a whisper. "So you are a demon. This changes nothing between us, I assure you."

Your eyes widened in amazement, not quite able to believe how well Vergil was taking their confession. "Really?" You asked, hope creeping into your voice.

Vergil nodded again, his voice still soft and steady. "Yes, really. I have interacted with many demons and demonic beings in my life. And I have learned that not all demons are the same. Some are cruel and sadistic, while others are simply misunderstood. You fall into the latter category, I see."

You beamed at Vergil's words, overwhelmed with relief and gratitude.

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suvidrache · 10 months

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Can I request headcanons or a scenario (either one is fine) for cuddling with Nero? He's been through so much, he deserves some comfort 💙

Cuddles With Nero

age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.

Word Count: 606 / Read it on AO3 | Offline Version

Nero had been busy all day with a mission. You were worried about him. You didn't want him to get hurt, but you also knew that it was his job. If he didn't help his uncle clean the city of demons, then they would take over and harm people. They've done it before, they'd do it again. Nero wouldn't let you join him on his missions. He didn't want you to get hurt. However, the closest you could get to going on one was waiting in the van. It still worried him. It was a middle ground, though. You got to join in if you wanted, but you weren't getting involved in the fighting. He made sure to keep the fighting far from the van so there wouldn't be a chance that you would get hit. There could still be a chance, but he kept his mind set on the fight. He didn't want to get distracted by what could happen. Getting distracted could leave him injured or worse, dead, then there would be no one to save you then. Unless Dante was here to help him take down the demons. Unfortunately, Nero was alone. He wouldn't let his thoughts worry him. He had to keep you and the rest of the city safe from harm. Finally, Nero finished the fight. There were no more demons, and the city was safe, for now. He sat in the van as the driver drove him to a restaurant and dropped him off. He headed in, ate some salad and pasta, paid, and headed to the Devil May Cry business. Walking into the Devil May Cry place, it looked almost like any other business. A desk with a wall of various guns and knives behind it. A bar to the right with a bookshelf filled top to bottom with books. Between both the desk and bar were stairs that led to Dante's bedroom and several other spare bedrooms. One of which was Nero's. Underneath the stairs were speakers that sometimes blared music when parties were thrown. It wasn't often, but it did happen from time to time.

You had been sitting downstairs reading a magazine, waiting for Nero to come home. It was a usual routine for you. However, it was getting late and sometimes he could be gone for days at a time. He would always text you before he got home or call you, however, this time he didn't. You did hear the door open and slam shut, probably Dante coming home. So, you stayed in bed. Nero made his way upstairs, ready to go to sleep, after he took a shower. He walked into the room that you shared with him. He saw that you might be asleep and was quiet as he got himself ready for bed and to sleep. He laid down next to you and quietly wished you goodnight. You turned over and wrapped your arms around him. You pulled him close to you.

"You're still awake?"

"Yes, I always wait to sleep later when you're away, in case you come home. I can see you or help you if you need it."

He smiled, "Thank you Y/N. I love you."

"I love you too. What happened to your phone, by the way?"

"It got broken. I didn't want to bother you since it was so late in the night."

"You wouldn't have bothered me." You said as you continued to cuddle with Nero.

Next time, he would be sure to call or text you. If his phone ever got broken, he had no problem using a payphone to contact you.

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kumakooo · 5 months

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I'm just learn how to draw muscle…soo I tried it on my bois hehehe

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cupidscrule · 3 months

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Them <33

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jellys-compendium · 3 months

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Tying the Knot

A Vergil x f!Reader Oneshot

Rating: Explicit (18+ Only)

Summary: To many, Vergil's demonic form is frightening. But to you, it's just as adorable and endearing as the man that lies beneath. Cw: smut, fluff, tender sex, monster sex, knotting, cockwarming, stuffing, teasing, Vergil is touch starved but he will never admit it, Reader is mute, non-traditional 'marriage' proposal Word Count: 1'684 A/n: The saga of fluffy writing for Vergil continues.

The content purr thrumming in Vergil’s chest is so soothing. It’s deep and blissful, lulling your own body to relax and melt into the heat of his own.

Your hands gently caress over Vergil’s body, your soft pliant flesh tracing the jagged and unyielding plates that lie beneath. Vergil’s appearance in this form is formidable, even frightening. But the tender way in which he cradles you in his claws has you softly cooing his praises and pampering his chin and teeth with soft, little pink lipped kisses.

Each and every single one of Vergil’s movements is careful. They are calculated and precisely timed. The hide of his devilish body is strong and sharp in most places, and he knows that with one wrong move he can slice open your fragile flesh with ease.

So, Vergil tempers the wanting. You can feel the itching burn of his hunger twitch beneath the muscles on his body. The passion and desire that swirls and swims through his veins is like an expertly crafted wine—potent and powerful. But Vergil’s will proves to be the victor. He won’t risk harming you in a fleeting moment of carnal lust.

Still, that doesn’t mean that you’re impervious to impatience.

Gently wiggling your body beneath his, your pussy clenches, and you silently groan, drawing in breath as the engorged and throbbing knot inside you presses harder against your g-spot.

Vergil tenses, a warning little growl catches in his exhaled breath as his grip on your hips tightens.

“Be still.” His words are strained, but his tone is soft and gentle even with its demonic trill.

You smile, a wordless “sorry” in your eyes as your lips press into a thin line. The giggle you try to suppress writhes in your chest, and Vergil feels it. If he could frown in this form, you imagine that he would.

“You’re laughing.” He accuses.

Being cradled by the pillow, you shake your head as best you can. But the voiceless dance of air that tumbles past your smiling lips betrays you.

‘Sorry.’ You sign. ‘Just a little impatient for the next round.’

Vergil sighs, and you hear shifting along the sheets. A gentle pressure circles around your waist, and you look down to see that the culprit is Vergil’s tail.

“Insatiable little succubus, aren’t you?”

You smile, pressing another little kiss to where you imagine his nose might be if he were in his human form.

‘Look who’s talking. It better not be the demon who’s locked his cock inside me for the third time tonight.’

Vergil snorts, rolling his glowing blue eyes at your response. You reach up to spoil him with more kisses all while running your hands over his wings, his back, his horns. Vergil’s hypnotic purring gets louder with each part of him you worship.

He really does love to be touched. By you, specifically. Every time your fingers seek him out, he’s always leaning his body towards yours. If the two of you are in the company of others it’s quite subtle, but the moment it's just you and him behind closed doors, it becomes so adorably obvious.

Like a cat, Vergil basks in the softness of your touch, arching against your fingers while pulling you deeper into his embrace. And while Vergil still does retain his stiff and standoffish demeanor most of the time (even with you), it’s tender little moments like this where you can peer behind the curtain and bask in the gentle warmth of his tender heart. He really is a big sensitive softy. With the soul of a poet to boot.

“Have you had your fun?” Vergil’s mouth opens and his long blue tongue slides out from between his sharp fangs to tenderly lap at your cheek.

Exhaling wistfully your own satisfaction, you nod.

‘I have. But I won’t object to one more round.’

Vergil’s amused chuckle fills the air as your brows wiggle. Your teasing fingers make their way down to the place where the two of you are connected. As you touch him, the comforting purr in Vergil’s chest intensifies—the vibrations traveling all the way down to where he has you knotted.

Your jaw slacks as a spark of pleasure ignites a new fire in your core. With hips arching further up to grind yourself against him, you bite your lip before pulling your hand back to massage your neglected clit.

Vergil growls, eyes fixating on where your fingers toy.

Then abruptly, the half-demon ends your play. With a heavy groan Vergil takes both your hands into his own, entwining your fingers as he brings them to his mouth, licking the remnants of both of your fluids from your digits.

His sigh of rapture sends another pang of heat flowing through you. And when Vergil looks at you, the demonic glow of his eyes holds within them all the tenderness in the world.

“You are so precious to me.”

Vergil’s words are so soft—whisper quiet—like they are a secret to the very air itself. But to you they may as well have been screamed in your ear. Your eyes widen and your heart nearly stops in your chest as Vergil looks down at you. There is the slightest tremor to his breaths now.

Then his hands release yours and using the words you had taught him, he clumsily signs.

‘Stay here with me.’

Then, he points to his heart.

You’re dumbfounded, staring at the half-demon above you with utter awe as your heart and mind tries to process what you had just seen. Vergil stares silently back at you, patient as he allows you to ponder your response. He never rushes you. He is never demanding of the beautiful words you craft into the air.

But you find yourself rushing at this moment. Rushing to tell him exactly how you feel. Neither you nor Vergil had been very good at communicating your feelings in life, but now —in this private little moment—it feels totally effortless.

Happy little tears spring in your eyes, and you smile, reaching up to wipe them away with one hand as you sign with the other.

‘Always.’

And Vergil purrs happily, leaning down to take you in his arms. You wrap him in your embrace too, pressing kisses to his face. But your pampering is cut short, as Vergil takes hold of your waist and shifts his hips away, slowly pulling and popping his knot out of you.

A pathetic little whine escapes your throat as Vergil pulls out. Losing the feeling of his hot cock throbbing inside you makes you feel so lonely and empty.

“Shhh,” Vergil hushes, clawed fingers moving down to capture and cup your ass. You gasp as Vergil hoists you up, placing you prettily upright and in the crux of his lap, dangling you just above the glistening cock still covered in your arousal and his cum.

Gosh, he’s still so hard and throbbing like he hadn’t just spent the last ten minutes nestled deep inside you.

Lowering you down gently, the head of Vergil’s cock presses against your swollen folds, then strokes from your clit to your entrance.

Your hands land upon his shoulders, steadying yourself as you sigh and peg him with a pleading look.

‘Please. Don’t tease me.’ You mouth.

Vergil nods, nestling his cockhead at your twitching entrance. He pauses for a heartbeat, then two, before he slowly slides you all the way down to his knot.

You gasp in pleasure as you’re filled anew, pressing your lips to his teeth as you melt into his arms. Vergil hums, snaking that long demonic tongue into your awaiting mouth with rapture—the only way the two of you can kiss while he is in this form.

You suck on his tongue, relishing in his taste and how he trembles as you clench your pussy around his cock. Coaxing him and milking him, grinding against him as you beg him with each sensual movement of your body.

And Vergil is more than eager to oblige.

The thrusting starts slow as Vergil eases himself in and out of your sopping pussy. There’s not an ounce of hurry in his movements. Instead, he frees his tongue from your mouth and moans—the demonic trill he releases sending shivers all along your skin as he savors every fleshy inch of your insides with his cock.

“So sweet,” Vergil softly pants. “No matter how many times…”

You want to tell him that you feel the same way, but your hands are currently busy gripping for dear life against his armored shoulders. So instead, you press a tender little kiss to his forehead, and Vergil understands.

The two of you writhe and thrust and pant, clutching one another with loving and desperate hands as Vergil pounds into your cunt. The wet slap of your skin against his and the desperate little breathless sounds from both of your mouths send the two of you into a frenzy. Rutting against the other as you both seek that blissful release.

It’s not long before you’re coming on Vergil’s cock, and he groans with pleasure, stilling as your pussy pulses and grips his monstrous girth like a vice.

“Let me knot you,” Vergil gasps, voice strained as he fights off his own climax.

“Please.”

You nod desperately, tears of pleasure staining your lashes as you work yourself down on his knot, trying to take it yourself but knowing that you’ll need his help to do so.

And with one forceful push, Vergil stuffs his knot inside you, tearing a voiceless cry from your throat as you wrap your arms around his neck—both of your bodies quivering as Vergil fills you to the brim and then some.

Vergil moans softly as he succumbs to his own pleasure, holding you tight as he pumps you full of his cum. He wishes that he could stay right here, inside you and on this bed forever. But Vergil has lived long enough to know that such moments are fleeting, and to savour every second while he can.

He’ll treasure you—his little muse—until the day that he dies.

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twinksrepository · 3 months

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Dante NSFW Alphabet

Rating: Explicit (18+ Only)

CW: Smut, clothing kink, sexual objectification, restraints, toys, periods, heck a lot of things that come with this sort of post. All I can promise for certain is there isn't any physical abuse.

A/N: Alrighty, the other half of me trying to pin down Dante. I wish I could really pin him down. But enjoy the NSFW version of my Dante headcanon Alphabet.

You can find the SFW one here.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

After fucking you senseless Dante wants to cuddle for a few moments first, to enjoy the way your blissed out body is curled against his as your chest heaves and your body is boneless from the multiples rounds. Afterwards, he’s happy to do his best to clean you up, holding a water bottle to your lips and whispering how amazing you are with his chin in your hair while his free hand rubs along your sore muscles. Whatever you need he’s more than willing to help with.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Dante is a fan of his thighs and your hands. He loves to have you sitting on his thigh and rolling you back and forth as he has you come just from the thickness of his leg rubbing against you. He knows just how thick they are from years of working out. As for your hands, feeling them roam across his body with the softer skin and just how much smaller they are compared to his. So when both of your hands are wrapped around his cock it feels even bigger seeing your fingers barely able to touch as you pump him. It gets him hard just thinking about your soft hands on him.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Dante likes nothing more than to see you covered in his cum, to see as the streams of opaque fluid trail along your body and pool in the dips of your skin. After blowing a load across your stomach or shapely rear and taking his hand and smearing it around your skin watching it glisten and the soft whines you make while he does so. What really gets him going is after he cums deep inside your cunt and pulls out to watch as it drips out of your flushed folds and onto whatever surface he was fucking you on. It gives him another raging hard on wanting to pump another load in your core so he can watch the same sight again and again.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He’ll never tell you but after the first time he used his devil trigger accidentally while he was balls deep inside of you and the way you reacted? It made something in him snap seeing you pant and squirm even harder under his body as you tried to pull his length deeper inside your core. The way your hands landed on the side of his face as you kissed him like you were possessed while your cunt tried to drain his balls made him even more enamored with you. It was what prompted him to ask if the two of you could have sex like that more often since it was the best sex he’d had in years.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Dante has lots of experience, he’s had more than one one night stand in his life. Someone as good looking as him in his younger years had no problems picking up, even with his bad luck with women. Those magazines of his have also had more than one tip for him to use in the bedroom. Once you came along though all that experience was put to good use, and he always seems to have a new idea for something to leave you screaming his name through the act.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Dante is good with any position but his all time favorite is without a doubt doggy style. Having you on your hands and knees while he plunges into your core watching your back arch as you whine. His hands wrapped around your waist and using it like a handle to thrust into you at a neckbreak pace. Slapping your ass as he fucks you senseless until you can barely keep yourself up. Your favorite position by comparison is deep missionary so your legs are up wrapped around his hips and your bodies closely intertwined, watching his face as he hits deeply inside of you. Your chests writhing against one another as the sweat drips down along your bodies with your faces close together.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

It is Dante. His mood when he’s having sex could go in any direction and it’s not like he sticks to it as he is a more fluid guy when it comes to that. If you make a joke during sex he is running with it to the point where you regret saying anything.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

The carpet definitely matches the drapes. While he doesn’t have much of a happy trail there is a patch of white hair around the base of his dick and dusting his balls. He doesn’t do much grooming, but he doesn’t let it grow too thick since he does find it kind of annoying. He enjoys having just enough so when you’re sucking him off he can hold you against his crotch and see your nose buried in the tangle of hairs.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Well when it comes down to it when it comes down to the intimacy part of it for Dante, the moment he opens his mouth it’s a flop. The man just can’t verbalize it in words as his attempts come off as cheesy or just the wrong thing. Telling someone how much you want to watch them squirm on their cock with intense eye contact comes off as horny not intimate. Now on the more physical side of things? That’s a different story. Even when he’s ramming into you as if he wants to break your hips there’s a soft brush of his lips against your skin or a tender caress of his fingers along your face. Depending on the position, leaning on his forearm to keep his weight off you but still having that close physical contact and that intense eye contact that tells you how much he cares for you. He just can’t open his mouth. Seriously.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Before your relationship got going you were his favorite little daydream, envisioning the way you’d feel wrapped around his cock. Letting the image dominate his head while he jerked himself off, wondering if as his cum left if his nuts if you’d spit or swallow. If he thought once the two of you did start doing it on a regular basis would help his libido, he was wrong. Finding himself using his fist more and more as it took just the thought of your ass in front of him made him rock hard and it was damn hard to slice up demons with a raging boner.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

This man has a clothing kink. Having you wrapped in his red coat and nothing else while he uses his hands, his fingers, a toy or his cock while wearing his signature clothes. It has his inner demon and his human side both humming in pleasure to see you draped in something that is very much his while your eyes roll back in your skull. Almost like a mark of ownership that has him licking his lips.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

As much as Dante doesn’t like people seeing him being soft, tender, or well anything in public his favorite place to fuck you is in the middle of the devil may cry office. His desk in fact. Having you wrapped in his jacket and bouncing you up and down on his cock, or tucked under the desk out of sight on your hands and knees while he’s balls deep in your cunt. He might try and deny that he doesn’t want to get caught and sure as hell doesn’t want anyone but him seeing you naked or cuming, but the idea of someone walking in on him does get him feeling that little bit of an extra adrenaline rush.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

It does not take much to get Dante motivated. Seeing your butt is always a surefire way to get him hard as Dante is without a doubt an ass man. There are other things that get turned on as well, soft little noises you might make while walking around the office or sitting in your bedroom. When he hears those low pants or sighs of yours it sends a signal straight to his dick that it is go time. He’s not immune to any seductive tactics on your part, like leaving a trail of your clothes to the bathroom after he has a mission to make sure he has a shower and a few rounds of sex to help you both relax.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Dante does not like being dominated in the bedroom. He might let you ride him, but even then he’s the one in control. It has nothing to do with trust, he simply doesn’t like being at someone else's mercy. The idea of being tied up, or having to beg for something turns him off faster than being sprayed with a hose of ice cold water.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

When it comes to oral Dante is a fan of both giving and receiving and a fan of 69, knowing that he can try to push you over the edge while you’re choking on his dick is something he enjoys. He likes giving to since it means he can have your legs wrapped around his head and having your thighs right there for him to mark up is hard for him to ignore. It’s one of his favorite forms of foreplay getting you prepped for him, he’s not an idiot either, he likes receiving too. Having you on your knees and drooling all over him? Yeah, he’s a fan. Oddly enough his skills are damn good but… it’s from eating pizza that’s been way too hot and trying to keep from burning his tongue. At least you get to take advantage of how adept he is at moving the thing around.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Dante likes it rough. He likes turning you into a panting screaming mess as he rams into you with enough force to leave bruises. Part of it is he doesn’t always know his own strength and the other part is he likes seeing what you can handle. His intention is never to cause you pain but damn does he love to snap his hips against your body hard enough that you jolt from it. He can be sensual if he wants but it’s hard for him, because feeling your tight walls wrapped around his cock and wanting to feel you squeeze his length when you cum isn’t something he can always hold himself back from. If it’s something you want he will try, try being the operative word.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Dante isn’t the biggest fan of quickies. If he has one it’s more because of a need that neither of you can put off. He’d much rather take his time with you since he knows he can go for multiple rounds and he’d prefer that when the two of you are done he can leave you in a boneless puddle.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Risk themselves aren’t in his forte in the sense of public or semi public sex. Not to say he’d be totally against the idea of banging you against a tree in a city park late at night, but it’s not in the forefront of his mind. Experimenting in the bedroom he is a fan of though, as long as he gets to keep his control. You wanna try temperature play? He’s down, have ice placed on both of your skin. Rutting into you from behind while the two of watch yourself in the mirror and try to get better at dirty talk? Fuck yea. Dante will try anything once and if it doesn’t work out? Move on. If it does and you both really enjoy it, it gets added to the list of likes.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Sorry hips, Dante can go, and go, and go. I mean all that muscle and demonic strength does dip into his stamina in every sense of the word. If he could have a marathon session of sex with you, you’d need to have your body in a cast because Dante would break you before he was out of steam. As for how long he can last? It all depends on what he’s doing. If it is the rare quickie it’s still ten minutes or so before he’s blowing load and from the start he’s trying to cum. He has to put effort into cuming quickly, which he does find annoying since seeing you covered in his cum is one of his favorite things.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He didn’t own toys before you. What was the point of a pocket pussy when he’d break them after using them once before of how rough he was with the plastic? After you though? He likes bullet vibrators that can be placed between the two of you, or ones he can hold after you cum to drag out your orgasm until you’re screaming for him to stop. He also didn’t realize how he could use them to help speed up his own orgasms when pressing them to the underside of his balls. Suffice to say, he becomes a fan of them real quick.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Dante is the king of teasing and he is well aware of it. Dragging his mouth, his fingers anywhere but where you want him to be as he riles you up. Or times when he tells you he wants you a panting mess before he even touches you and you agree he can do whatever he wants and takes full advantage. Tying you up so you can’t move and he’s got your spread open for him, tracing one finger along your ribs and watching your chest heave trying to get more of his skin touching yours. It also isn’t beneath him to tie you to one of his devil arms and watch as you’re held there in place with something he uses to protect you also being used to keep you in place until you’re screaming for him to fuck you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

This man can HOWL when he wants to. He can be loud enough that any traffic down the street from the devil may cry office could hear him. His grunts and groans ring in the air of whatever space the two of you are having sex in, though he does try to keep the volume down by biting into his lip. He doesn’t need to draw more attention to the two of you or bellow your name loud enough for any of his enemies to hear as he empties himself in your tight body.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Dante is way more into period sex than he thought he would be. For a man that sees as much blood as he does, he never thought he’d like seeing his dick covered in it, and he doesn’t like the visual. What has him into it is the added sensation from your body trying to expel the lining, the way you react even more to him as you’re more sensitive with the extra blood flow to the area. Yea, he likes the way you arch your back as if you were snapped in half while your cunt tries to drain his balls.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Dante is about average in length, but he is girthy and covered in veins so he is very fun to trace with your tongue. He also knows how to make great use of his dick to make sure you have a good time regardless as to what the two of you are doing.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

High. This man might be able to put on a face of nonchalant but he is horny all the time and ready to fuck. It sort of surprises you as your relationship with the man gets going and you realize just how high it actually is. The two of you also make a discovery that neither of you is sure how you feel about it. For a while Dante gets to a point where he starts wanting to fucking you harder and harder, bending you like a pretzel to reach as deep inside your slick walls as he can. Turns out his demonic senses can tell when you’re ovulating and it sets off the need in him to breed. Lucky you and good thing you have a damn good birth control.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Sex isn’t the deciding factor in how quickly he falls asleep after, its how his day has been. With his stamina, he’s never as tired as you are afterward. Which works out great for him, because after it’s all said and done if you had been planning to stay the night with him after your both cleaned up (no matter how much be grumbles about it) it means he can watch you fall asleep. He might be a bed hog but he’d rather watch you drift off into slumber before letting himself follow behind you.

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Hope you all had fun reading this.

#dante devil may cry #dmc5 #dante x reader #dante x you #dmc 4 #devil may cry #dante #dante sparda #x reader #twink writes #dante dmc #dante smut #dante x reader smut #devil may cry 5

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angelltheninth · 7 months

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Can you do smut prompt number 1 for Dante Sparda?

A smut request from the big list! Haven't had that one in a while.

Pairing: Dante Sparda x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, chair sex, pre-mission sex, cock riding, spanking, dirty talk, nipple sucking, banter

A/N: Can't wait for the new show!

1. “Are you sure? Once we start, I might not be able to stop."

"Stop teasing me already and let me ride you." You let out another frusturated huff as Dante's cock brushed against your wet panties. Normally you would never do this in his office... well, kind of an office, more like a room with office-like things in it, but he's forced your hand with his teasing.

Dante leaned back in his chair with his smug smile, "What do you mean baby? I haven't done anything. This is all you." He said in that cocky tone as he pushed your ass down, nudging your clit with the tip of his dick. "But if you're this horny, I guess I can help you out."

Talking like he wasn't fingering your pussy while talking on the phone with a client. This motherfucker, why and how did you fall for him? Oh, yeah, his charms, and fingers, and kisses, and goofy nature, and... fuck... his cock. All good reasons to stay.

You rolled your hips down again and used your fingers to move the damp cloth to the side, your pussy juice dripping down his cock and balls, "Are you sure? Once I start, I might not be able to stop." He teased even as he aligned his cock with you and pushed the tip in, teasing you.

"You're such a fucking asshole." You thre your head back as he pressed his hot tongue against your nipple. Your hands moved up his shoulders and around his head, keeping him close.

"A fucking asshole and one you love to fuck." With both hands he smacked your bare ass, sending you down on his cock, a wave of sudden pain and pleasure rocking through you, making you throw your head back. "So warm and wet for me. Love it when you get like this cause of me. You're so sexy." Dante's lips moved to your other breast, lips firmly latching onto your nipple as he delivered another hard smack, one cheek, your hips going up, the other cheek and your hips went down.

Keeping your voice down was a struggle that you gave up on really soon. Who would hear you anyway? It was just you and Dante. "Stop teasing. We need to finish fast."

"Not my style baby." He grinned between your breasts when you pulled him back by his hair to make eyecontact, "What? Don't tell me you're almost there?"

"You... know I a-ah! Fuck!" He used both hands to spank you again. Your pussy tightened uncontrollably around his cock, you pressed his head back against your chest, hips rolling in a fast back and forth motion in his lap. The chair creaked under your combined weight, "Table, table, Dante, put me on the table."

Instead he sat on it, on the edge, so you could ride him again. His hands never left your sensitive ass, kneading the flesh, spreading and squeezing before smacking you over and over, "Baby, come, come for me. I want to see how fucking hot you are when you come. Come all over my-"

His praise was quickly silenced by your kiss, lips pushing against his hard enough to swell and bruise. As fast you could you kept riding his cock until you came, your cunt tight around him and not letting go. Dante was right behind you. Ropes of cum blasted at your insides, warm and sticky as you felt some of it dripping out.

"Well... huh... guess there's no need for pre-mission warm ups." He commented, all to happy with himself.

"Shut up Dante." You rolled your eyes as he gave you another big grin.

"Nope. Never gonna happen." Probably not but you were very much okay with that.

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actuallysaiyan · 3 months

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Hiii Bacon I love your writing! Can I request some DMC Dante smut pls

warnings: smut, oral sex(fem receiving), vaginal fingering, unprotected sex, Dante is pussywhipped(what's new?) word count: 0.7k pairings: Dante x Fem!Reader

You sit on his desk, legs spread apart as far as Dante can spread them. Your eyes are screwed shut in pleasure as you move rhythmically against his tongue. Dante’s in pure heaven right now, panting and greedily lapping at your pretty pussy. He’s been gone for days, so coming home to this is just his heaven. It’s the best way to start relaxing for Dante.

He looks up into your eyes, his own are dark and full of lust. You are so fortunate to get to see him in this state. Animalistic, demonic almost and so hungry for you. He spreads your thighs even more, leaning in to lap at the sweet juices that come from your core. Dante moans with every flick of his tongue. He sticks it into your weeping hole, drinking the nectar straight from the source. Nothing could be better than this, he thinks to himself.

“Fuuuckk, baby…” Dante moans against your wet skin. “Could lick this little pussy all night long if you let me.”

You could barely keep up with what he’s saying. Your brain is just a big ball of mush right now. You’re shuddering as his breath tickles your swollen clit, and you whine when he pulls away and looks up at you. The way he looks at you, it’s like you were the one to place the stars up into the sky. He looks at you like you are his goddess, the one to revere.

“Such a pretty girl just for me.” He speaks up once more before leaning back in.

You let out a loud squeal as he suckles on your clit, one of his fingers spreading your folds. He teases you with the tip of his finger, pressing into you a little more as he continues to suck on your swollen little nub. Your eyes roll back as he finally slips his long finger into your tight hole. You’re practically sucking him in with your silky walls, and Dante just groans as he feels it.

He reaches down to begin palming at himself through his leather pants, his cock twitching and jumping at the sudden stimulation. He would gladly drown in your juices and jerk off the whole night if you allowed him. But Dante isn’t that dumb, he knows the minute you come down from your ultimate high, you’ll be begging him to fuck you stupid. You need it just as much as he does, but he doesn’t want to skip any of the steps.

“Fuck! Right there, Dante!” you mewl, tugging on his snowy-white locks to pull him in even closer.

The pitiful moan that tumbles from his lips vibrates against your clit. You slowly begin grinding against his face, his finger slipping even deeper inside of you. You shudder the moment it curls against your sweet spot. You’re seeing stars as the pleasure keeps building inside of you, flames licking at the fire that’s built deep in the pit of your belly.

“Gonna—fuck— gonna cum!” You cry out, the dam almost ready to burst.

Dante keeps up his ministrations, but his blue eyes glow as they snap up to watch you tumble over the edge. He’s never seen anything more beautiful than you cumming all over his tongue and his fingers. It’s almost as beautiful as you cumming hard on his cock. Your lips are parted and your cheeks are flush. You keep grinding against him until you go stiff when your orgasm washes over you.

Dante grunts as he pulls his fingers from you, beginning to rub your clit to help you ride out this intense high. Then he plunges his tongue into your cunt, drinking up the flow of juices from the source. It’s so intense like this, you’re gasping and panting as waves of pleasure wash over your body.

Finally, he slowly brings you down and you lean back on the desk. You’re so blissful and satisfied, but you know there’s more to come. With one little glance, you catch Dante’s gaze. He stands up on his feet, then he begins unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. He grasps his leaking cock, pressing it to your folds. You whine at the overstimulation, but it isn’t unwelcome.

“Gotta fuck my babygirl now,” he growls softly as he leans in to kiss you. His cock slips into your tight hole, opening you up and allowing you a chance to adjust to him. “You’re all mine.”

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shiraishi-mitsuki · 1 month

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POV：Dante fell in love with the mystery girl (you) in the church.

#devil may cry #dante x reader #dante x you #dmc #dmc dante #dante #devil may cry 3

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bloodcasket · 10 months

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Hiii!! I hope you're doing well!!

If you're feeling up to it, I was just wondering if you'd consider writing something short and sweet about Vergil and reader where the reader sees him with his hair down for the first time and absolutely adores his hair? I saw a mod recently where Vergil's got his hair down, almost like Dante's and it just looks so soft and fluffy!!

CAFUNÉ ⋆ ﾟ☾

PAIRINGS: Vergil Sparda x GN!Reader

WARNINGS: Not exactly proof-read (lightly scanned). Overall fluff. :) Simple talk about Vergil's personal troubles, and his emotions.

DESCRIPTION: Wherein the reader finally sees Vergil with his hair down.

A/N: Thank you for your request love. Hope you're doing well too.🖤🖤

There's something cool and restrained about Vergil whenever you're around him.

A sway of your body near his, and suddenly, he is distancing himself. The flesh of your finger tickles against his, he brushes you off. A flickering of your lashes in his presence, he casts his eyes away, avoiding the tenderness in your gaze.

He never shows you disdain, just uncertainty, maybe, fear. Insecurity. Hesitance.

It's not until he finds you that you're certain. His once pale, porcelain skin, silky and smooth, now battered and pores brandishing purple and blue. Cuts and welts that have now tainted his complexion.

He stands at the center of the doorway, tall and broad, clothes matted with mud and slick with blood. The smell of copper and grime desecrates his body. He takes thoughtful breaths of air, smooth and calculated.

This feels like the first time he's ever looked upon you, asked for guidance with just a flickering plea in his blue eyes. The first time he does not shy away.

Maybe, he's not disgusted. He's just afraid, unsure of what he wants.

"Vergil?" you call out for him, voice wavering, your palm shaking as you still grasp the doorknob. "Come inside". You speak softly, worried.

Thoughts flood your head as he doesn't utter even a single word. Just a gentle hum-you took it as thanks-and a gentle push inside through the door. The buckles on his boots rattling as he takes cautious steps inside.

He's been here before. Inside the comfort of your home, yet he acts cautious, awkward.

He is your lover. But even he, a powerful demon, has yet to learn everything that love can offer. What a home can feel like.

You don't attempt to ask what happened, nor place your hands all over him in hopes it will reassure him. You know it won't, and if anything, it would only irritate him, inflict pain on his pride.

"Vergil..." he doesn't look at you as you speak, head still tilted to the floor, his plush lips parted as he breathes, strands of white hair crusted and slick against his temple, crimson dying his scalp.

Only a shutter in his lengthy fingers as he grips his Yamato by his side, he's listening intently to your words, taking them in. Appraising your sweet tone within himself. Grateful to finally have someone.

"Let's get you cleaned up, hm?".

Just like any other moment with the tall, brooding half-demon, the walk to the bathroom is quiet. You lead him toward the tub, your gaze quickly switching to focus on him. Only soft care is present in the way you look at him, your face asking for permission just with a notion of your silken smile.

"I'm going to get your wounds taken care of, and your clothes clean, is that alright with you?" you ask, catching a glimpse of the way his pupils dilate just at the sight of you standing before him.

"Yes..." the tone he speaks is low and grave, his voice hoarse and almost wounded, as if he had been too choked up to speak anything else.

You're content with his compliance, he wants to be comfortable around you, to let you take care of him.

You bend to fix a tub of warm water for him, filling it with crystalline liquid, your fingers pruning at the tips as you swash aromas around in the tub, filling it with rosemary soap and watching lavender salts melt away beyond the suds. The pooling water is now becoming opaque, mountains of bubbles building.

As you turn, you catch the timorous expression he wears as he peers at himself through the mirrors reflection, white eyebrows furrowed, a line building in-between them. Insecure. Unsure. Doubting. Mouth twitching with condemnation.

"Come", you say with sodden palms open, and he obeys, allowing you to strip him of the pungent clothes he wears, your smile of tenderness never dissipating as you toss the dirty assortment into the hamper and guide his tall form into the steaming water.

He sinks into the floral water, a groan hitched in the back of his throat as his back eases with the scorching heat beating into his muscles.

"Feels better already, doesn't it?" your voice is airy, reassuring. He doesn't respond, you didn't expect him to.

You topple amounts of shampoo between your delicate fingertips, bringing it to the roots of his hair and lathering the product along his snowy scalp.

You scrub until the red and black become foamy, you scrub until Vergil purrs in delight.

It's with this, that you realize, he is nothing short of ethereal. Your first time he is so vulnerable enough to present himself to you.

With the water rinsing away the foam, his hair is like a glistening pearl, his natural glossy white untainted, cleansed from your devotion.

Unlike his brother, Vergil preferred to keep himself refined and tidy. It was rare when you saw Vergil showing skin, or speaking too hysterically. Or letting his hair fall loose the way it did now. Cascading over his white eyelashes, his lips relaxed and his expression tranquil. Pleased with you. Jubilant with your very existence.

"You are beautiful..." you speak with a grin, your nails curving into his hair, curious fingertips feeling the soft and silky thickness. You didn't lie. It was no hoax. This, was true. He was an art piece.

Long, once slicked back strands now stick against his face, straight and shiny along the structure of his cheekbones.

"This is my first time seeing your hair like this" a gentle whisper of admiration is heard from your lips. "Would it be selfish of me to wish to see it more often?".

Your demon lover grunts in response, blue eyes opening to stare you down. "Don't get your hopes up", his voice is lax, smooth and nonchalant, his large palm reaches up to press lightly into your wrist, dragging your palm until it rests on his cheek. "It is not guaranteed to happen". Your thumb rubs caresses of worship there, soft eyes filled to the brim with adoration, soaking in this image.

"Thank you", he speaks afterwards, nuzzling into your touch. This time, he will allow it.

"Thank you", he repeats, over and over, until every wound and laceration is treated. "Thank you", until every bruise is kissed.

It's not later on into the night that he joins you for rest, he had insisted on a moment of peace, a moment of privacy. You had no problem obliging.

When you wake the next morning with a tickling sensation crossing your temples, you open your once sealed eyes, corners crusted with sleep. Eyes now adjusting to the light, you take in your sleeping lover before you. His arms are wrapped comfortably around you, ensuring that you are pressed against the broadness of his chest.

Hair is still free, soft and puffy, cascading wonderfully down the structure of his glowing face. Strands caught between the plushness of his pink lips. He hadn't slicked it back yet.

Nights pass, and it remains. Long hair is kept as a special gift for you, neverending.

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icedlava1 · 10 months

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I like thinking of random ways Vergil and Nero’s mom got together. this is one of them Lmaoo

#Vergil #vergil dmc #vergil sparda #nero’s mother #vergil x nero’s mother #devil may cry #dmc #devil may cry fanart #digital art #comic #vergil is finally getting the support and validation he needs #i headcanon nero’s mother as a sweetheart #also vergil is autistic coded if you couldn’t tell #my art #jay art

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suvidrache · 1 year

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A Marriage Proposal

age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.

Word Count: 723 / Read it on AO3 / Wattpad | Event List

Dante and Vergil are drastically different. Dante wants to show you off and do anything and everything to win you over, even though the both of you were already together. You had no intention of leaving him, but still, he wanted to surprise you. Shower you with love, affection, and gifts. He went above and beyond for things. Dates could be anything from pizza at home, to a rooftop with fireworks going off in the shape of a heart, the words "I love you" or sometimes even your name.

Remember the times when he had a flower in his mouth and clapped his hands and the flaming heart turned to smoke? Or the time when he moved his hands and a sparkling heart was behind him? Yeah, he likes doing things above and beyond, things to keep you on your toes, never being able to guess what the next date might be or what you'll be doing. The both of you had been together for several months now.

Dante sat in his office chair. As usual, his legs were kicked up on the desk and he had a magazine in hand. He flipped the page and lowered his legs. He went to grab his coffee until his legs had knocked it off. He sighed, swore, and sat his magazine down, leaving it open to the last page he was on. He rose and went to the kitchen to grab some paper towels and the broom and dustpan. He mopped up the coffee and then swept up the broken glass. Checking a few times to make sure that there were no further glass pieces or liquid left. When he was done, he checked the time.

He went upstairs, showered, and got ready for the day. He was wearing a nice black shirt, some jeans, and some nice shoes. He owned some sort of nice things, but it wasn't much. He didn't care to get dressed up much, but after he met you, he did try to do better. He walked down the stairs as you walked through the door. He smiled and greeted you.

"Hey babe! How was work?"

You smiled as you made your way to him. You wrapped your arms around him and he hugged you back.

"It was boring, but fine. Thank you. How was your day?"

"Bet I can spice things up for you. No calls so far."

You giggled at Dante's comment and gently swatted at him.

"No, no, it's okay. Thank you."

"You sure? Cause I could definitely do something…"

"No, I'm sure it's okay. I'll be fine. I promise if I need assistance, I will let you know." You said as you pat his shoulder gently.

"Alright. Hey, by the way, I have something planned. You should probably wear something nice."

You smiled as he winked and you hurried up the stairs. You didn't want to keep him waiting. You washed, changed, and hurried back downstairs.

Dante's eyes slowly traveled up and down your body. He smirked as he spoke.

"Damn, you look amazing, babe."

You felt your cheeks warm up. "Thank you."

"Of course." He said as he reached his hand to you. You took his hand and his fingers intertwined with yours.

He walked slowly through the city, keeping watch as he went. There shouldn't be any monsters or demons running around, but one couldn't be too careless. The city still remained in partial ruins, depending on where you were at. The city had been attacked, repaired, and attacked again. Many people lost their lives, and many others went into hiding and left the city. Dante remained and helped the people out whenever there was a monster that needed to be dealt with.

When you arrived at the nicest place that there was. You smiled. It wasn't much, but there was never much in the abandoned city. It was a small land of grass, some flowers, and a tree that had seen far better days.

Dante had knelt, a ring box in his hand, and a smile on his face.

"Y/N, will you marry me?"

It wasn't very romantic, but he wasn't sure how else to have asked that. How else to express the deepest feelings that you made him feel? He was better at actions than words.

You smiled, "Yes, Dante, I will."

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