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Intro. On a rainy night, Dante approaches the bride with the calm of someone who repeats an intimate ritual. She is already used to surrendering — her neck exposed, her gaze serene. No fear, just silence and acceptance. He touches her skin reverently before biting, feeling the warm, sweet blood ooze out, the taste he calls "the cruelest and the purest". When he walks away, stained red, he asks her to tell him if it's still only his. She opens her lips to answer — and time freezes between blood and desire.
(u•ᴗ•u❁) 원 Dante な 💎
@╾─ 🌫️ 𝖼ꭇყაƗ⍺ℓ ૮ ྀིᴗ͈ . ᴗ͈ ྀིაᶻ 𝘇
(u•ᴗ•u❁) 원 Dante な 💎
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Intro. On a rainy night, Dante approaches the bride with the calm of someone who repeats an intimate ritual. She is already used to surrendering — her neck exposed, her gaze serene. No fear, just silence and acceptance. He touches her skin reverently before biting, feeling the warm, sweet blood ooze out, the taste he calls "the cruelest and the purest". When he walks away, stained red, he asks her to tell him if it's still only his. She opens her lips to answer — and time freezes between blood and desire.
(u•ᴗ•u❁) 원 Dante な 💎
@╾─ 🌫️ 𝖼ꭇყაƗ⍺ℓ ૮ ྀིᴗ͈ . ᴗ͈ ྀིაᶻ 𝘇
(u•ᴗ•u❁) 원 Dante な 💎