Devil May Cry ~ Fill Your Dark Soul With Light ~ {Dante x Reader}

Chapter 29: The Drunken Fighter

You woke up as the sunshine strikes through your window. You noticed that your eye lids are heavy and you can't fully open them.

The sound of your alarm blaring in the early hours of the morning immediately woke you from your slumber. With a heavy groan worming its way up your throat you blindly reached for your bedside table, snatching your phone as you silenced the annoying device. With a heavy sigh you rolled onto your back, letting your phone slip from your hand and be lost amidst the sea of blankets surrounding you. 

You dragged your hand down your face, rubbing your fingers under your tired eyes as they slowly fluttered open. You had to squint against the onslaught of warm rays of sunshine peeking through your curtains, your head twisting away from the light.

You came face to face with your bedfellow, the handsome face of Dante buried on top of your head with your long hair.

His lips parted around a heavy snore, the flames of his breath tickling your skin as a small chuckle bubbled up your throat. You flicked a few stray strands of his snowy white hair off his forehead, tucking the long strands behind his ear as he continued to sleep soundly, his snoring filling the empty silence of your shared bedroom. 

You could stay here for hours, simply watching his peaceful sleeping face and enveloped in his warm embrace. Maybe on a day you didn't have to go to work, you silently mused.

With a wistful sigh breezing through your lips you had to make the mournful decision to part from your devil friend and start your day. As soon as you tried to pull away, you felt Dante's arms coil tighter around your waist, cords of steel ensnared around your frame and refusing to budge. 

A disgruntled noise rumbled in your chest as you tried to wriggle out of his grasp, a frown tugging at your lips as you tried to pry his arms from around your waist.

"What the-"

Your words were abruptly cut off as an undignified shriek crawled out of the back of your throat when you were pulled further under Dante. He draped his body over you like a weighted blanket as he crawled on top of you, a groan tickling his throat as his grip became impossibly tighter. He nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck as he inhaled deeply, lips ghosting over your throat when he spoke.

"No, don't leave....." he mumbled, voice thick with sleep.

You groaned in response as he continued to nuzzle his face further into the side of your neck, mouth lazily dragging across your skin as his teeth caught in your flesh. You uselessly pushed your hands against his sturdy shoulders as you wriggled beneath him, lungs pinching in your chest as he slowly squeezed the air out of you.

"Dante, let  go." you complained. "I have a mission."

Dante shook his head, peering up at you with lazy, blue eyes as a sad pout tugged at his lips.

"No babe, don't go." he said, the edges of his voice tapering off in a whine. "Stay here with me."

An exasperated sigh tumbled from your mouth. "Dan. Hellboy, I  would love to cuddle anytime I like, but right now I have to get ready for my mission."

Yet he still refused to let go, redoubling his efforts as he tangled his legs with yours and further pinned you down to the mattress. 

Your options were limited and your chances of escape were slowly dwindling against his monstrous strength. A purr of content rumbled in his chest as you weaved your fingers in his hair and started tugging, threatening to pull tufts of his hair out from the roots.

"Hellboy..." you tried again. "Move your ass."

"Come on babe, I haven't seen you in days...." he drawled. "I missed you so much. Can't you call in sick so we can cuddle?"