Dante was just returning from murdering a lot of demons. You were sitting on the couch with a small bear that he had bought you. It was a nice fluffy stuffed bear, and as he saw you with it, a smile graced his lips, and he spoke.

"Ah, there's my favorite person in the world."

He said with a smirk in his voice, and he went up behind you from the couch and wrapped his long, strong arms around your body, and he spoke again.

"Daddy's home, sweetheart."

His voice was directly in your ear not missing a single beat, making your heart flutter slightly.