dreamcrystals | [Open] ♡ 9th Dose ♡ Blow Out the Candles

Right here.

(Dante produces a bottle from his coat pocket, the described dragon wine. Aged at several hundred years old with whatever techniques implemented to brew it, stored away in a fancy little bottle that's been unopened all this time. It's kept slightly chilled and offered to the spider.)

Back home, I'd never be able to afford something like this. That's a wine worth sharing with someone else.

[The spider's eyes gleamed at the sight of the fancy little bottle. You didn't need to tell him twice as the took what was offered to him.]

And you're going to waste it on little ol' me. I'm flattered~

[Angel flashed him a smirk as he heads down the shoreline toward the row of palms that dotted the beach. Just as he promised, it was out of line of sight from most people walking along the sand. It was shady with a fallen log perfect for a pair to sit on. even with the bushes to either side, it had a great view of the crashing waves. He... may or may not have used this place once with a certain demon of Greed. Popping a squat, Angel perched himself on the makeshift bench, leaving enough room for the demon hunter to join him.]

So... What's got you down in the dumps, Red?

(Pocketing the bike, Dante strolled along towards private little spot, nodding towards the comfortable space. It was romantic, in a way, with the log beneath the shade to look out towards the ocean and the horizon behind it. Opportunities to enjoy moments like these are rare, and he can't help being a little suspicious at first. With Angel, he takes a breath and a seat right next to him.)

This place is beautiful. I wanted to take Lady somewhere like this. Did I ever tell you about the Hell in our world? Full of vicious and aggressive bastards. Very few exceptions. The chance to relax and enjoy a place like this didn't really come up. She'd love it...

(Dante shakes his head.)

...You brought someone here once before?

Sounds like your Hell is as rough as mine. Maybe a little rougher. [There was a pause before he gave Dante a little nudge.] Hey, chin up. Its not to late. Maybe when ya go back and see her again, you can take your balls out of your purse to ask her out.

[There was a glint of gold as he smirked at him.]

Hmm~ More like I was dragged here once. When I first arrived they had a beach event and well... we grabbed a bucket of color changing water balloons to make our own little paintin'~

(Dante starts to smirk again.)

Sounds like a blast. Make your own work of art, leave your mark on a place as soon as you show up...shouldn't be hard. You're not someone who's easily forgotten. Too much force of personality.

(And that's a good thing. Angel proudly stands out from a crowd and why wouldn't Dante appreciate that? Not like he does the same thing all the time. He gestures towards the bottle.)

Want me to open that?

Eh, what can I say? Go big or go home I always say. You only get to live once so do what ever the fuck you want while you can.

[Angel shot a glance down at the bottle in his hand before raising it to offer it back to him.]

Oh please do~ I need a big strong man to help me. If we finish this off, I got a little treat of us too~

(Dante's smirk widened as he reached for the bottle. A partial demon transformation, his arm shifting and glowing red, claws tipping each finger. One prods into the cork to get a hold, fingers gripping the sides. A small bit of finagling and that satisfying pop rings out, the cork spinning on Dante's finger as his arm returns to its normal shape.)

[Watching he hunter shift his form caused the spider to cock a brow. Why hello there~ ~~God he had such strange taste in men. Fuck, one little display of power was enough to get his temperature rising.~~ Angel gave Dante's little demo a long whistle.]

Thats some trick Red. Can all of your body change shape?

Sure can. I tend to save it for when it's really needed, but it is your birthday. I can put it to use, if that's what you really want...

(Might be the first time Dante uses Devil Trigger outside of an intense fight and you know what? He's okay with that. A little downtime and goofing off are called for.)

Oh? [Angel's shit eating grin widens and he leans in just a smidge.] How exactly do you plan on 'putting it to use'?

[Slowly he reached his hand up to lace his claws between Dante's fingers that held the bottle.]

At least give a girl a drink before you start goin' around the bases.

(Dante offers back the bottle, a simple gesture to hold while he's engulfed in demonic energy glowing blood red. What takes his place is a more monstrous shape, offering Angel a view of what demons in his world can look like. Wings stretch out, parts of him glow bright red, a fanged smile stretches across his face.)

I don't have a plan. Just a gut feeling to follow.

(Dante's voice reverberates in this form, adding to the unnatural presence of his current shape.)

[Well now, he was just showing off. Though Angel wasn't going to complain. Honestly, he's seen weirder shit in Hell. Even if this form Dante was showing him now was more on the freaky side of things. Which he wasn't hating.

Leaning back on his secondary hands, Angel took a long sip taking in the sights.]

Drinks and a show. You're spoiling me Red. Feels like I gotta offer you a little something something.

Don't need to.

(Two of those wings start to wrap around Angel in a soft embrace, holding the sinner demon close.)

I've got you.

[Whoa, wait, what the fuck? Okay. So. Its not often that someone gets the jump on the spider. But damn. Dante just snuck up with this sudden gear shift. What had gotten into him? What was his motive? Angel could help but question why this was happening. Call is old habits. However neutral the porn star tried to keep his face, there was a brief flutter of eyelashes as he started mutely. Though it quickly passed as that flirty persona of his returned, placing a free hand on the other demon's chest.]

May, so forward. Here I thought you were king of the boy scouts. I do like a man who knows what he wants. So tell me Red... What is it that you want?

Well. I've got some lovely company. I've got a lovely view. I've even got some lovely wine to tie it all together.

(He takes a drink from the bottle, letting it stay in Angel's hands. Clawed fingers start to brush through the spider's fur while he's nestling up and sharing the same space with Angel.)

I wanna make this moment last...

Still sappy as shit.

[Angel gave Dante a little snort, playfully giving him a little shove.]

If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're tryin' to seduce me. [Angel traded another sip straight from the bottle.] I mean, I don't blame you. I am irresistible.

And someone as irresistible as you's spending his special day with someone like me. You sure I shouldn't be the one giving you a little something something?

(And for the moment, those extra somethings went to more contact with Angel. Some snuggles, a claw carefully tracing over him, all while a deep rumble emanated from the half-demon. Touch starved as Dante usually is, sharing in something like this felt...really nice. Incredible, even. It's not something he does often, but it's something he's learning to enjoy.)

Heh.

[Again Angel clicked his tongue, looking away to stare at the soothing waves and they crashed against the sands.]

That should be my line. You're far too good to be with a used up old prostitute like me. [A bit of that mask began to slip, the warmth of the wine brewed in his gut.] You already given me something. Back in that nightmare I had... you didn't need to come save me. You didn't even know me. So ah... yeah... thanks again for that.

[There was an awkward pause before Angel chugged more of the wine and turned to stare at the wandering claw.]

Look, if ya goin' to feel me up, just feel me up.

(Dante shakes his head.)

Might not have noticed, but I don't put myself on a pedestal like that; I'll let my brother have that kind of ego. Meanwhile, I'm happy to keep around anyone who can tolerate my dumb ass. You seen who comes to the office? Everyone there's some kind of fuckup...except Octavia. She's great. No one there's perfect, least of all me. I just know what it can do, having people around who accept you and your flaws...when you're used to having no one.

(The embrace with Angel tightens, pulling the spider into a hug.)

Or losing people you trusted...

Oh no, I've seen your bunch. I fuck up everything I touch. You all don't need me coming in to make things worse. I know what kind of annoying asshole I am and I don't like me either.

[Fuck, he couldn't help letting out a long sigh as he leans in to the embrace o rest his head on Dante.]

Yeah... that's tough. I can count the number of people who are close to me on one hand. And I got three fingers.

(After all the self disparaging, Dante gently presses a finger to Angel's lips.)

In my experience, other people liking you more than you like yourself's common. Cut yourself a break; there's a reason people like being with you.

[Angel's lips pout into the finger as his brows stitched together. It let it linger there was a moment before he bats it away with a free hand.]

Who are these people you speak of? I would like to meet them cause you're so full of shit.

(It takes more than what he's had so far to get Dante drunk. Instead, it's emotions that are being the pain in the ass and guiding his actions. With the finger swatted away, his hand instead holds the back of Angel's head.)

I'll show you.

(With little hesitation, the demon moves in for a heated, breathy kiss. The heating's a bit literal with his form, but nothing Angel can't handle. An extra element to it, much like the deep rumbling growls coming from the half-demon.)

[Now Angel has kissed a lot of strange and bizarre things in his line of work but this definitely took the cake. It took his brain a moment to processes what was happening, shocked that King of the Boy scouts had made the first move. Though... it wasn't wholly unwelcomed. Once his mind caught up to the current situation, Angel shifted on the log to get into a better position to return the kiss. Switching the bottle of wine to his secondary set of hands, he raised his primary ones to cup the half-blood's face, teasing the waters on how face he was willing to go.]

(Even with Dante in his devil form, Angel still has the advantage of height, the half demon tilting his head upwards to share in the kiss. It hardly slows him down; if anything, it's a nudge for him to continue this bold streak he's on. An arm wrapping around the spider, another swooping up his legs to fully hold him in Dante's arms, to reposition him onto Dante's lap, all of it driven by a need for passion sparked by that kiss.)

[Open] ♡ 9th Dose ♡ Blow Out the Candles

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject