Haha, how familiar!
And not to mention, stylish given the way she flips...
To show some respect to that flaunt, he'll give 'er a little fist bump, courtesy n' all that jazz.
Claw veering towards his snout for a moment not to look as if he were pondering, but instead to cover the little grin on his face that elicited a bountiful giddiness—the results of her responses, words, anything.
"Yeah, don't see why not," and as was his aptitude in responding —
→ lowered so slightly. Whatever else seemed to be running circles in his mind escaped her, but she was anything but oblivious to when there was more going on in there for him.
— to be and cleansed of any impurities as such.
Anything to preserve that beauty... 'As if it'd ever waver, pfft,' he told himself in the back of his head.
Really, she was always strong-willed in his eyes! The timidness changed nothing of that thought, he'd thoroughly protect —
|| I probably never clarify with my accounts but erm.
Blend of sfw/nsfw (picky on the latter depending on the muse, this one's one of those).
This one's leaning more towards storytelling if anything, hope the ones here are fond of that... And most importantly, fond of DMC. :D
That statement had him befuddled at her straightforwardness, awkward blinks following through in a way that led to the utmost precious blush one couldn't imagine seeing on the devil's visage.
...Though, it remained evident that she'd be the only one to say such things, causing —
— your tails a while?"
Guess that's one way to kill time, Dante...
Guided by the notion though, shame he ain't got much jobs to tend to at the moment. Hell, he'll take her with 'em as usual if she'd like to switch up the routine, maybe surveillance of Redgrave will take up —
“Let’s cut the crap, we both know why you’re here~ So you better hurry up or else you’re risking frostbite~”
“I’m kidding!!! Relax dude… unless~”
The coffee addicted, fabric professional, frozen weirdo~
💖Pink💖~