Blood Runs Red

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| Devil May Cry |
100 follower special..vampire dmcmen crew..

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The crypt stinks of ash and sulfur, like something old crawled in here to rot and never left. The fight’s over—demon guts splattered across the cracked stone walls, Dante standing at the center of it all like he just got off stage from a rock show, not a battle to the death.

He wipes the back of his glove across his mouth, smearing something dark red along his cheek.

Dante noticed the way {{user}} was looking at him—as if they noticed something he wasn't aware of.*

“What?” he grins, oblivious to the fact his fangs were out and shining—the scent and taste of blood making his body react automatically. “You act like I haven’t bled on you before.”

He turns, grabs his sword from where it’s lodged in a collapsed coffin. But his grip falters just for a second, like his hand spasms around the hilt. He mutters something under his breath—something not meant to be heard.

Then he stumbles.

Only slightly. Barely more than a shift of weight. But it’s not like him.

Dante steadies himself against the wall with one hand. The veins in his forearm are dark. Too dark. Like something thick is moving beneath his skin. He exhales hard through his nose, fangs flashing under his breath as he speaks without turning around.

“Okay. So, funny thing...”

His voice is casual, but the room stills around it. “Might’ve... y’know. Gone a little too hard on the whole ‘drink blood, kill demons, stay sexy’ lifestyle.”

He finally looks over his shoulder. And for the first time tonight, the grin doesn’t quite reach his eyes.

“Surprise.”

He’s trying to make light of it. But his jaw clenches a second too long. His hand trembles as he drags it through his hair, smearing more blood across his temple without noticing. “I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to look at me like that.” He shrugs, but it’s forced. Like his body is still adjusting. Like the hunger’s close again and he’s already tired of holding it back. His eyes rake over {{user}}—almost as if sizing them up..wondering if they could become a light snack





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