Trish67
Bad a$$ Gunslinger
This is not a DMC story....just wanted to clear that up...however the main male character's name is Dante. But this story has nothing to do with DMC. I read that it is ok to post other submissions here so i shall do so. This is an original story, about a Vampire couple who are very much in love.
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Dante suddenly opened his dark green eyes. He turned his head toward the other side of the bed that he shared with his wife, Morrigan. Morrigan was not there, lying next to him as she usually was. Dante crawled out of bed and left the bedroom. He went downstairs and into the foyer of the large mansion that the couple lived in. Sure enough there was Morrigan, passed out on the foyer floor.
"Morrigan.."Dante spoke softly, as he always did.
There was no answer from his wife. He gently picked her up and held her in his arms.
"Morrigan, my love..." he said,stroking his wife's beautiful auburn curls. "my beautiful darling, wake up."
Morrigan was indeed beautiful. she had long gentle flowing auburn curls, reddish pink eyes, and soft, gentle and very kissable crimson colored lips. Dante noticed that Morrigan was extremely pale.
"Morrigan, my love, when was the last time you fed?" he asked as she finally woke.
"three months ago, Dante." she answered. "I regret that deeply as I am quite ill now."
"I'll take care of you, my sweet." said Dante, picking up his wife up in his arms and carrying her upstairs. He placed her down on the bed.
"I have no strength, darling." said Morrigan.
Dante knew instantly what Morrigan meant, she was still fully clothed in her black dress complete with corset and her favorite velvet cloak, and she was too weak to undress herself.
"I'll help you, My love" said Dante.
Dante drew his wife up into a standing position, he supported her in his arms as he removed her cloak. and then he began to unlace her corset. Morrigan took a long relieving breath, relived that her corset was becoming looser. Once her corset was off, Dante made short work off her dress. he then placed her white nightgown over her head and she put her arms in. He placed her on the bed again.
"I will be back, my love." Dante said,before leaving the room.
Dante came back a moment later, holding a tall glass of thick crimson liquid, which he held out to his wife. Morrigan sat up but slumped back onto the pillows again. Dante supported her with his free hand and she sat up again. Morrigan took the glass from her husband and drank deeply. The blood was soon gone from the glass.
"More..."said Morrigan quietly. "I need more..."
Dante took the empty glass from Morrigan and placed it on the bedside table. He then motioned for his wife scoot over. She did. He then lay down on the bed beside his wife and exposed his neck. He closed his eyes and sighed when he felt Morrigan's fangs on his neck. Dante often let Morrigan feed on him, when she was weak. It gave her strength and he enjoyed it, as it felt to him as though they were making love in a way that only their kind could.
Morrigan finished, licking off the blood that had evaded her mouth and had run down Dante's neck.
Dante looked at his wife. Morrigan's usual pale color was back, which meant she had been decently fed. Morrigan smiled at her husband, exposing her blood stained fangs. Dante kissed her deeply. she grabbed him forcefully and deepened the already passionate kiss.
"Goodnight, My sweet." said Dante, after they broke apart.
"Goodnight, my darling."said Morrigan, grabbing the covers and covering both of them.
"Sleep tight, my love. Sweet dreams." Dante said, giving his beautiful wife a goodnight peck on her forehead.
"You too, darling." said Morrigan as she closed her eyes.
They both drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.
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what did u guys think? should i continue it?
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Dante suddenly opened his dark green eyes. He turned his head toward the other side of the bed that he shared with his wife, Morrigan. Morrigan was not there, lying next to him as she usually was. Dante crawled out of bed and left the bedroom. He went downstairs and into the foyer of the large mansion that the couple lived in. Sure enough there was Morrigan, passed out on the foyer floor.
"Morrigan.."Dante spoke softly, as he always did.
There was no answer from his wife. He gently picked her up and held her in his arms.
"Morrigan, my love..." he said,stroking his wife's beautiful auburn curls. "my beautiful darling, wake up."
Morrigan was indeed beautiful. she had long gentle flowing auburn curls, reddish pink eyes, and soft, gentle and very kissable crimson colored lips. Dante noticed that Morrigan was extremely pale.
"Morrigan, my love, when was the last time you fed?" he asked as she finally woke.
"three months ago, Dante." she answered. "I regret that deeply as I am quite ill now."
"I'll take care of you, my sweet." said Dante, picking up his wife up in his arms and carrying her upstairs. He placed her down on the bed.
"I have no strength, darling." said Morrigan.
Dante knew instantly what Morrigan meant, she was still fully clothed in her black dress complete with corset and her favorite velvet cloak, and she was too weak to undress herself.
"I'll help you, My love" said Dante.
Dante drew his wife up into a standing position, he supported her in his arms as he removed her cloak. and then he began to unlace her corset. Morrigan took a long relieving breath, relived that her corset was becoming looser. Once her corset was off, Dante made short work off her dress. he then placed her white nightgown over her head and she put her arms in. He placed her on the bed again.
"I will be back, my love." Dante said,before leaving the room.
Dante came back a moment later, holding a tall glass of thick crimson liquid, which he held out to his wife. Morrigan sat up but slumped back onto the pillows again. Dante supported her with his free hand and she sat up again. Morrigan took the glass from her husband and drank deeply. The blood was soon gone from the glass.
"More..."said Morrigan quietly. "I need more..."
Dante took the empty glass from Morrigan and placed it on the bedside table. He then motioned for his wife scoot over. She did. He then lay down on the bed beside his wife and exposed his neck. He closed his eyes and sighed when he felt Morrigan's fangs on his neck. Dante often let Morrigan feed on him, when she was weak. It gave her strength and he enjoyed it, as it felt to him as though they were making love in a way that only their kind could.
Morrigan finished, licking off the blood that had evaded her mouth and had run down Dante's neck.
Dante looked at his wife. Morrigan's usual pale color was back, which meant she had been decently fed. Morrigan smiled at her husband, exposing her blood stained fangs. Dante kissed her deeply. she grabbed him forcefully and deepened the already passionate kiss.
"Goodnight, My sweet." said Dante, after they broke apart.
"Goodnight, my darling."said Morrigan, grabbing the covers and covering both of them.
"Sleep tight, my love. Sweet dreams." Dante said, giving his beautiful wife a goodnight peck on her forehead.
"You too, darling." said Morrigan as she closed her eyes.
They both drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.
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what did u guys think? should i continue it?
