A loud, obnoxious, 'AAAA-CHOOO!' came echoing throughout the Devil May Cry as a certain silver haired twin cocked his head in the direction of said sound to see that his stupid younger brother was standing there with a disgusting sniff.
How half-demons could get sick...was surprising in itself.
"...Dante?"
"Boh..." the male responded with a thick sound of a cough. His dazed blueish-grey spheres went over to the other man and lifted a hand to rub his nose, sadly...to Vergil's dismay...getting green boogers all over it. Dripping down the hand and the elder Sparda cringed at the sight of nastiness. "...ornin' Bergel..."
Another violent sneez
Prompt: Poor Manners by ObliviousHenry, literature
Literature
Prompt: Poor Manners
Pizza.
It was God's indication that he loved even half-devils like a certain one who was drooling over a certain substance that gave up such a delicate waft of sinful. Silver-blue eyes flickered like a predators as the male peered at the round object like a prey, crouching down as it came ever closer.
Just a little closer, Mr. Pizza-Man...
'Tak, tak' hit the eardrums as the pupils formed slits.
Almost there...
A knock came at the door and the young man bolted from his seat on the floor and swung the door open at a speed that had a look of shock come upon the teenage boy's features as his lightly tanned hands held onto the container tight
A tongue ran over pale flesh as Dante tipped his head back, arms around his twin's neck. Shuddering his eyes fell shut so the other wouldn't notice the glisten in his eyes. Hands ventured down and traced the silver haired Sparda's bare chest, fingertips running over the outlines of the muscles that flexed from pleasure.
Teeth soon made themselves known and Dante reached up to grip Vergil's hair, tangling the fingers into the tresses pushed back so people could tell the two apart.
Lowering his head the slayer brushed his paper-white lips against equally shaded patches of flesh.
"Don't play games," he accused, parting his eyelids slightly so
You think you know fear
But you don't
You think you've seen it all
But you haven't
I've seen it all
I know fear
How I came to realize the horrors
Of that little town full of monsters
Was all thanks to Mary
I went to Silent Hill
Just to see if it was really her
Insanity entangles ones even most sane
And it will never let go
A putrid and disgusting
Place can only hold the truest of nightmares
So if you say you know fear
You're dead wrong