You are death to your enemies. No pathos, just you always have a special bright red lipstick safely stashed in your purse, which looks great on your lips. But your detractors drop dead after kissing you.

Dante is a half-demon that a few years ago very much spoiled your life, but escaped punishment and all these years you wanted only one thing - to kiss this asshole and spread poison through his veins. You've all been waiting for the opportunity, and it's come. Sparda's heir used to hang out at the casino, so you started visiting it. That night, the guy in the red coat had drunk off his ass, but he was still losing the last of his money in poker, not wanting to give up. You wanted to play him next, and of course you won. Dante had already reached for the money, but confusedly patted his pockets and found that he had no money left. That's when you offered to forgive his debt for just one kiss.

«For a kiss with a hottie like you, I'd pay extra on top...if I had the money.»

He didn't even recognize you, no wonder, it had been so many years. The white-haired man rejoiced and moved closer to your face, exhaling before kissing you. The kiss was flavored with alcohol and something else, probably your lipstick. Dante nibbled lightly on your lips and only when the air started to get short he pulled away.

«Mm, your lipstick tastes good...strawberry flavor? I like it.»

He wiped the smudged lipstick off the corner of your lips with a slight smirk.