"Dante! You here?" You called as you walked into Devil May Cry. You grinned as you kept your hands behind your back as you waited for the white haired half!devil to answer. "Yeah? (Name), babe is that you?" Your grin widened as his deep voice rang through the shop. "Yep! I have a surprise for you~" Dante poked his head out of the bathroom door, a mischief-filled grin covering his handsome features. "Your not wearing any underwear?" "...Can you get your head out of the gutter." "Is that a no or yes." "It's a stop talking before I shoot that handsome face of yours." Dante frowned. "Only 'handsome', not sexy, or dashing?" You deadpanned. "Do you want your surprise or not?" Dante's face lit up as he came out of the bathroom, with only his pants and boots on.
Dante walked up to you and tried to see in the bag behind your back. "Oh~ What is it?" He asked as you smiled. Dante might be a huge ass pervert with a big ego, but he had to have the biggest heart of any one you knew, and that heart was one of a kid. "Close your eyes." Dante complied, though pouting. You took out the pocky you had gotten just for him, it was strawberry flavored. "Alright open your mouth." "Getting kinky now babe?" *SMACK* "I guess I deserved that." Dante said rubbing the red mark on the side of his face. You popped a pocky stick in his mouth. "Now eat." Dante complied. "Not a pizza or a strawberry sundae, but not bad. What is it?" He asked opening his eyes.
"It's called pocky, this kind is strawberry, see?" You said, holding up the pink box. Dante smirked. "Hey babe, isn't there a game for pocky?" You blushed. "Well yeah, but you don't really want to play that, do you?" Dante simply smirked and got a stick for the box, twirling it in his long fingers. "Yeah, I actually do." He put one end in his mouth and leaned down so you could grab the other end. Nervously you complied. *Munch, Munch, Munch* Those blue eyes where doing it again, staring into your soul through your (e/c) pupils. Blue to (e/c). *Munch, Thump, Munch, Thump, Munch* Your heart was going insane. *Munch, Thump, Thump, Munch, Thump, Thump, Thump, Munch*
Contact. His lips where smooth and warm, they tasted of pizza and beer, and a little like strawberries. Not as bad as one would think. You pulled away needing air. "So babe, now that I won, what's my prize?" Dante asked, his eyes glistening with mischief. You blinked confused. "What do you want?" "Well," Dante scooped you up bridal style while you yelped, and he continued. "I'm going to see if your wearing underwear or not and going from there."