#LeonxDante

[sparkie96]

For the Sleepy/cozy prompts (if you're still doing them), how about danteleon 15?

Dante had been a bit worried when he couldn’t get a hold of Leon. It had been a month since their last date, but that wasn’t what had the half-demon frazzled. No, instead, he was panicking more due to the fact that Leon had gone on an assignment overseas but he hadn’t called Dante to check in nor had Leon called to say “Good Night” or “Good Morning”. He hadn’t even called, or even responded, to any of Dante’s calls or texts, so to say Dante was worried was an understatement. 

He was just praying that Leon made it home alive at this point. 

So, after a mission that involved dealing with some Nightmare Demons, and then driving Patty home to her mother and Nero back to Kyrie’s house, Dante had driven a couple more miles before he had found Leon’s apartment complex. It had been a while since he had been here, but he managed to figure it out. After finding a parking spot out front, he parked Morrison’s car before making his way to the front door. He greeted the door man briefly before heading up the flights of stairs, too impatient to wait on the elevator. 

“B14, B15, B16...B17.” Dante said, finding Leon’s door and knocking on it, “Leon? Are you in there?” 

There was no sound of any sort on the other side. Dante tried again and waited a couple more minutes before getting the spare key from on top of the doorframe and unlocking the door. He let himself in, noticing that the apartment was dark. Although it was a possibility that Leon could be sleeping at the moment, the clock on the cable box underneath of the television blinking “12:45am”, Leon still would have answered his cellphone. 

“Le?” Dante called out, slowly closing the door behind himself and turning on the living room light. 

Christ, the apartment was messier than his office at Devil May Cry. There were empty beer bottles strewn across the coffee table and paperwork all over the table and floor. There were even files on the couch, but some had slipped off of the piles and fallen on to the floor in a heap, adding to the mess. There was a pizza box on the breakfast bar and some empty take-out boxes as well. It smelled off in here...and it was not at all like Leon to leave such a mess. And he didn’t see any signs of Leon’s cat either, which meant that Leon had just gotten back, or was still overseas.  

But then who did the bottles and empty take out containers belong to? And why was the spare key still above the door? 

“Le!” Dante tried again, “Where are you, Beautiful? It’s me, your friendly neighborhood Demon Slayer...not someone trying to rob you. So, please don’t jump out and attack me…” 

He heard the safety of a gun being clicked back into place, a figure emerging from the hallway as Leon tucked his gun away. What Dante saw nearly broke his heart. 

Leon looked like he hadn’t slept in days, there were dark circles under those beautiful blue eyes. Said eyes looked bloodshot and panicked. His blonde hair looked unkempt and messy, and his face looked unshaved as well. He looked so small in the navy blue tank top and gray sweats. Overall, Leon looked terrified and exhausted at the same time, his face and eyes seemingly red from crying. 

“Dante?” Leon asked, his voice cracking slightly, slowly approaching the taller male, “W-What are you doing here?” 

Dante carefully removed his sword and weapons, gently setting them down on the couch. He took his jacket off and laid it over the back of the couch before approaching the blonde, pulling Leon into a tight hug. Leon was tense for a moment, but then relaxed, burying his face into the crook of Dante’s neck and shoulder. Slim arms wrapped around Dante’s waist, hugging the taller tightly. Dante listened as shuddered breaths escaped Leon, feeling a warm wetness seep through the material of his black vest and shirt. 

Dante ignored the smell of alcohol and a slight smell of body odor, “What happened, Le?” he whispered, “We don’t have to go into detail...I just need an idea.” 

Leon sniffled, taking a deep breath, “...I shot the president, Dante. Adam...he’s dead.” 

Dante shushed him, not wanting to hear anymore. More so for Leon’s sake, not wanting to make Leon suffer a PTSD episode that would force him to drink even more. Instead, Dante coaxed Leon to the bedroom and the bathroom, wanting to soothe his nerves and try to calm him down. 

After a cool shower, Dante had helped dry and redress Leon before carrying him to bed. Dante was now wearing a pair of sleep clothes he often kept here, in case of times like this. Leon was still a sobbing mess, now in a clean pair of pajamas and a sweatshirt, but once again, Dante shushed him. He crawled into the bed first before beckoning to Leon, pulling the blonde into his chest and holding him tightly. 

“It’s okay…” Dante whispered, softly kissing Leon’s forehead, “I’m here. You’re here. Nothing’s gonna happen to us.” 

Leon hadn’t said anything in reply, pulling something out from underneath one of his pillows. Dante’s eyes softened even more when he saw what it was; the stuffed stingray that he had gotten Leon when they went to the aquarium together. The agent hugged it tightly to his chest before snuggling his head into Dante’s neck. 

“You sleep with the stuffed stingray I got you?” Dante asked lightheartedly. 

Leon looked up at him with exhausted blue eyes, giving a watery smile and an embarrassed chuckle, “Y-Yeah…it reminds me of things I love and things that make me happy. Like when you and I went to the aquarium and saw all the fish...and then when you pet the stingrays and the one kept splashing at you.” 

Dante smiled as he let Leon recount their date, figuring it would be better for his boyfriend to talk about the happier times then let him dwell on all the bad things that happened to him. Dante would find out what happened to Leon tomorrow, as well as help clean up the apartment. 

For now, he was going to lay here and hold the man until he fell asleep.

[lydiacroftart]

Advent 2014 Day 9 - Dante & Leon

Uh... My friend asked for this pairing but "hot" but I don't really do "hot" so have drunk weirdos instead;; I drafted this yesterday in a fever. Actually the posing is kind of rad, *vows to start breathing deeply while on the tube in future*

A day late, very sorry! Keep those ships coming! xx

[sparkie96]

for the out of context nsfw starters (if you're doing them), danteleon "I’d love to get you on your back.” or "I’m super flexible.” / “I have a lot of stamina.” also thank you in advance, i really appreciate it. the danteleon fandom is so small, so thank you for contributing to it!!!!!!

Dante was in awe as he watched his boyfriend twist himself into what should have been impossible positions as he sat in the “lounge area” of Devil May Cry. It was a Saturday and Dante had decided to close the shop to spend time with Leon, but sadly, Morrison had contacted him about a potential client and advised Dante to stay open until said client had gotten back to them. 

So, Leon decided to come over and spend time with Dante anyway. 

Dante sat on the couch, pretending to be into his magazine, but he had zero interest in the half-naked models printed on the colorful pages. Oh no, why would he when he had an apparently very flexible agent doing yoga right in front of him? Leon had been twisting and contorting himself into all types of odd positions, but Dante wasn’t gonna complain.

He looked up over the pages of the magazine, eyes widening in surprise as he watched Leon bend over get down on all fours before pushing his ass high into the air. Leon’s eyes were closed, so he didn’t notice Dante clearly staring at the magnificent ass. 

After a couple of seconds, Leon slowly slid his feet out from under himself, getting into a position that was similar to that of a push-up, but lying his feet and legs flat-out on the floor. His upper half was pushed upright, Leon bending backward and stretching. Dante could hear several joints popping and bones cracking, but not in a bad way. A sigh left the younger at one particular pop of something, Leon then taking in a deep breath through his nose before releasing it through his mouth. 

Dante kind of wanted to question it all, but he couldn’t bring himself to do so, for fear of interrupting the admittingly enticing free show. 

Once that pose was done, Leon merely sat there, taking a sip of his water bottle while also glancing backward at Dante, who ducked back behind his magazine. The brunette chuckled, setting his bottle aside. He knew Dante was watching him, he could see him out of the corner of his eye every time he did a different pose. And he may or may not have been purposely pushing his ass a bit higher than necessary. Or purposely didn’t tuck his shirt into his work-out pants, so when it rode up or fell, Dante got a nice peek of some skin, knowing that the elder was watching with hungry blues. The devil hunter would alway hurry up and look away or hide behind his magazine before Leon could catch him in the act. 

Okay, so Leon was getting a bit of a free show in the form of a usually cool as a cucumber Dante watching him with a cute rosy blush. 

Dante watched with fascinated blues as Leon set his head down on the mat, his hands on either side of his head before kicking up his legs. Dante was utterly in awe as he watched Leon hold his legs up in the air, toes pointed and just...holding that position for what felt like a while. The loose white t-shirt he wore fell, showing off the younger man’s stomach and chest. Muscles flexed and tightened up under tanned skin as Leon concentrated on not falling over, hands moving so that they were in front of him slightly. 

When Leon bent his legs backward so that his whole body was arched, then Dante finally spoke up, “Alright, how the hell are you doing this?” he asked, setting down his magazine on the side table before sitting up. 

Leon chuckled, bending backward so that his feet were on the floor behind him before pulling himself up to an upright position, “Practice. I can be very flexible.” 

“I noticed.” Dante said with a blush, “But how are you so damn flexible?” 

“I have to be.” Leon simply said, “That, and all the stress of the job was getting to me...so I had to find an outlet because drinking was starting to fuck with my sleep schedule.” 

Dante nodded, getting up and going over to where Leon was working out as Leon got on to his hands again, but this time, without his head on the mat. The feet kicked up into the leaning tower of legs, but then Leon managed to do a split with his legs in the air, facing away from Dante. 

‘So, yoga then, huh?” Dante asked, standing just within reach, bending over slightly so he could still see Leon’s face, “What do you get out of twisting yourself into a pretzel?” 

Dante made a choked off sound as long, lean legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him in close. Dante steadied himself and planted his feet, Leon hugging him tightly between his legs before lifting his upper half upward, wrapping his arms around Dante’s neck when he was within reach. Dante’s hands held Leon under his thighs, holding him while Leon held on to him. 

Leon leaned in and kissed Dante’s nose, chuckled and then hummed as he tried to recall the benefits of Yoga, “Well...it helps with relaxation and stress...and my back doesn’t hurt as much anymore, contrary to the twisting and all that. My sleep schedule isn’t as messed up as it used to be.” He then leaned in, mouth right next to Dante’s own, feeling the tent in the taller man’s leather pants, “It also helps with sex and stamina...at least, that’s what I’ve been told.” 

Dante hummed in reply, hands moving to gently squeeze Leon’s ass, “Does it now?” 

“Uh, huh.” Leon chuckled, “Is that Ebony or Ivory in your pocket? Or are you just happy to see me?” 

The agent gently ground his own clothed crotch against the front of Dante’s pants, Dante grinding back, “Now, babe, you know I don’t keep the girls in my pants. That spot is just for you.” 

“Such a romantic.” Leon chuckled, leaning in and meeting Dante for a deep kiss. 

Dante pulled away, looking back at the clock on the wall. It was still a bit before twelve, and Hell only knew what time Morrison would waltz his ass in here with the client. Dante turned back to Leon, asking the agent where he would like to test out this theory of his. Leon smiled, suggesting that they go upstairs. 

“Don’t want anyone walking in and seeing something they don’t want to see.” Leon said, hugging Dante as the man carried him upstairs. 

“Got that right.” Dante laughed, “Lady charged me for “Indecent Exposure” because you and I traumatized her.” 

Now it was Leon’s turn to laugh, “And here I thought she would have charged you for not being invited.” 

“She would if she could.” 

“Because she charges you for everything?” 

“Because she charges me for everything.” Dante said in confirmation, kicking the bedroom door shut behind them. 

(Also on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23894830)

[sparkie96]

💗 danteleon??

It had started off as casual meetings as friends. Leon meeting up with Dante in front of Devil May Cry before going to the local diner for dinner and sundaes or Dante stopping by to take Leon out to lunch during Leon’s breaks. How they met was another story entirely, but the one chance encounter in Spain as well as a promise for dates followed them for months to come. 

It was just hang-outs between two friends...but it slowly started becoming something more than that. The hang-outs started becoming a bit more...romantic. Either Leon or Dante would stop after saying something or recalling an event, seemingly staring at the other, admiring them. Or Dante would stray from the conversation and ask about “Ada”. Leon would blush and quickly explain that there wasn’t much between them. The tension was starting to build. There was something more between them. 

It got to the point that they dreaded the ends of their dates, but were relieved when the other scheduled more in the future. And boy, did they look forward to each and every one. 

The texting and phone calls even got a bit more flirtatious than before, texting one another either late at night or early in the morning and sometime in between. Dante and Leon anticipated, or well, more like hoped for, an “I love you” from the other one of these days.  

Like right now, they had done something a bit different for this date. They had gone to an aquarium that was located in the riverside region of “Bumblefuck”, as Dante jokingly put it, but it was somewhere Dante had never been before. So to Leon, that made it all worth it. It was new, and he had a feeling Dante had never been here before.  

“It’s not so bad.” Leon chuckled, “A bit of a drive, but the view is worth it.” 

“True, the miles of cities and the view of the rivers does make the long drive a bit better,” Dante mused, turning his nose at the overwhelming scent of tobacco and the hint of alcohol on the other people around them, “Though, I can’t say the same about the crowd. All this plaid is hurting my eyes.” 

Leon nodded with an amused smile, “True, but not everyone can pull off leather like we do.” He said in a playful manner, motioning to his black and white leather jacket and then to Dante’s long red-jacket, black and red pants and boots, “That and they’re most likely here for the concert at the stadium nearby. It’s supposedly some sort of “Country Music” thing.” 

“Well, I was never one for country music.” Dante admitted, “But I’m hoping we didn’t drive all the way up to New Jersey just so you could torture me with bad music and badly dressed red-necks.” 

That made the agent laugh out loud, “Technically, up this way they would be considered “HillBillies”, but they’re most likely not at all red-necks or hillbillies. Most of them are college kids on Spring Break and some older people here for good music. We’re actually going to the aquarium.” 

Leon offered a hooked arm to Dante as they got off of the ferry, Dante accepting it as they stepped off onto the dock before walking over to the big white building with the domed roof. The crowd that they had boarded the ferry with went in the opposite direction, confirming Leon’s theory that they were here for the Country Music Concert. He felt the taller man relax slightly, guessing that it wasn’t the plaid that unnerved his companion, but most likely the size of the crowd itself. He would have to get the elder a strawberry sundae as an apology later on. 

They got their tickets and went inside, a girl in a bright colored staff t-shirt stopping them and offered to take their picture. Dante and Leon exchanged looks before Dante shrugged and Leon nodded. They stood close to one another and gave small smiles, the girl snapping a photo of them before handing Leon another ticket. 

“You can stop by Guest Services on the way out, or any time really, and pick up your photo! Have a nice visit and welcome to Adventure Aquarium!” She beamed before handing them a map and letting them on the escalator. 

They stepped on and Dante leaned into Leon’s ear, “So, do they pay them to be that happy and cheery or are they genuinely like that?” 

“Maybe a bit of both?” Leon suggested with a chuckle, “Though I would be ecstatic if I was working at an aquarium. Beats working as a government agent.” 

“You telling me working for the dude in the White House and kicking ass isn’t the best damn job in the world?” Dante asked as they made their way into the first exhibit. 

Leon shook his head, “Not really. Kicking ass isn’t as fun as it used to be...and being the President’s Lapdog isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. ‘Specially since I really didn’t get a choice in the manner.” 

Dante gave Leon a concerned looked as they traveled into a wide corridor filled wall to wall with tanks that were huge. Glass ran from floor to ceiling, and even higher and deeper than that. Inside, fish of all shape and variety swam around through the caves and the fake shipwreck. There were even some Nurse Sharks in the bigger section of the exhibit. Dante got in close, looking at the various creatures with what seemed like disinterest...but Leon had known him long enough to know that his eyes were what gave away his true feelings at times. 

For example, right now, the half-demon’s eyes were alight with interest and curiosity. Although he tried not to show his excitement, Leon could tell Dante was genuinely interested in what he was seeing. Leon let go of his arm, watching with a smile as Dante pressed his hands on to the glass and looked up, watching as sea turtles and stingrays swam overhead. 

Leon moved in closer to his companion, looking up with him, “It’s pretty cool, dontcha think?” He asked, “And this is just one small section of the aquarium.” 

Dante turned to look at Leon as he showed him the map, “It is, actually. Never really got to do a lot of this when I was a kid...how big is this place anyway?” 

Leon smiled as he gently took Dante by the hand, traversing through the rest of “Shipwreck Cove” before leading him to another area. “Sea Turtle Cove” was printed in big yellow letters above the entrance, Leon leading Dante over to some windows that looked like portholes in a ship or a submarine. 

Dante went to lean in and get a better look, placing his hand on what he thought was a flat surface. The devil hunter made a “Whoa!” noise as his hand kept going, the window actually curved outward and for an inside look into the tank. 

Leon narrowly caught him around the waist as he sat beside him, giving a small chuckle, “Probably should have warned you that the surfaces weren’t very flat.” 

Dante couldn’t help but chuckle as well, fixing himself and sitting upright, “It’s alright. I probably could have been more careful.” 

Leon held on to him as they both leaned forward to look up at the various sea creatures. They could hear the tour guide for a bigger group telling everyone facts about the turtles and fish in this section. Leon was only partly listening and watching the fish, his gaze mostly on Dante. Eventually, Dante let his emotions show on the outside, and Leon couldn’t get enough. 

It wasn’t long until Dante was the one leading the way, the devil hunter wanting to see more of the wonderous exhibits. Leon chuckled as Dante held his hand and pulled him along, his own heart fluttering as they went to the various exhibits. Watching Dante genuinely enjoy himself made him feel good. 

“I just...stick my hand in?” Dante asked, looking up at the guide as they stood by the stingray tank.

“You can pet them with two fingers.” The guide chuckled, the little old man sticking his hand in as a stingray swam by, “See? They like it! It is like petting a cat or a dog.” 

“But slimy.” Leon added with a wink, his hand already in the tank as he pet another stingray. 

Dante looked between the two of them before doing the same. The little stingray by the guide’s hand swam over to Dante, little beady eyes looking up at him before swimming just out of reach. Dante pouted at the little creature, but stayed nonetheless, watching as the ray swam back around. A startled noise left the white haired man as the stingray rushed at the side, splashing him. Dante jumped back before he could get soaked, Leon and the guide laughing, but not at him. 

“That means she likes you!” The guide reassured, the little ray circling where Dante had been, “She is a very playful girl.” 

“She’s playing hard to get.” Leon chuckled, looking down at her. 

Dante inched back toward the tank, looking down at the little stingray, who pushed herself up against the side of the tank. He tentatively reached down and tried to pet her again. She pulled away and swam around the tank, but when Dante went to pet a different stingray, she would swim up at full speed and splash him again. 

“She’s a brat.” Dante replied with a smile, “How do you get them not to swim away?” 

The guide laughed, “I sometimes have to bribe them. Other times, they just want to be petted. They are very friendly.” 

Leon chuckled as the one he was petting circled around his hand a couple of times before swimming under his fingers again. Dante gave a determined look, reaching in, but not moving or looking directly at her. The stingray swam back and forth before circling his hand once more. At long last, she finally let him pet her. 

“There you go!” The guide cheered.

Leon smiled as he watched Dante, the elder looking very proud and excited all at the same time as he pet the sea creature. After they were finished here, they thanked the guide and Dante promised to see the little stingray later before going to the handwashing station. 

“Alright, ready to go pet sharks?” Leon asked, now carrying his jacket. 

Dante froze, looking at Leon with confused eyes, “...You can pet sharks?” 

Leon gave a smile and a nod, “They even have a bridge here where you can walk over a tank full of big ones.” 

“...Take me to this magical place.” Dante said, making the brunette laugh, taking Leon’s hand in his as Leon led the way. ___________“Okay, so...this is a lot scarier than I thought it was going to be.” Dante said, looking over the few people in front of them in line at the netted bridge, “And I fight demons.” 

Leon squeezed his hand in reassurance, his own heart thudding in excitement as they watched the group in front of them walk across. He wasn’t scared at all, just excited. Dante squeezed his hand back in anticipation as they watched the netting and the bars supporting it move slightly. Leon gave his hand another reassuring squeeze as they inched closer and closer to the bridge before they stopped right in front of it, waiting until the people in front of them were all the way across. 

“These sharks were fed already, right?” Dante asked the guide, still holding on to Leon’s hand. 

The girl with the black hair exchanged a knowing smile with her coworker, looking back to Dante, “Maybe.” she replied, “At least I think so. They were fed this morning, right?” 

Her coworker, a petite red-head tapped her chin, “...I think so...I hope so.” she said with a wink, “Alright! Y’all are next!” 

Dante took a deep breath as he and Leon listened to the instructions, following the red-head as she led the way. Dante let Leon walk in front of him, staying close to his back as they walked across. Leon could see out of the corner of his eye that Dante was looking down through the holes of the net, most likely to see where the sharks were. 

“We’ll be fine.” Leon said, “They don’t eat much.” 

Dante raised a brow, but chuckled, “How do you know?” 

Leon glanced back at him, playfully bouncing and making Dante holding on tighter to the netting. The half-demon begged the younger to stop bouncing, saying that they could fall through and into the tank. Leon chuckled, saying that they would be okay and that the bridge wasn’t moving, which meant it was structurally sound. He then asked Dante if he could imagine if they did fall in though. 

Dante followed, still holding on, “Forget what I said about the stingray. She is a sweetheart. YOU are the brat.” ________Once they had gone through the whole aquarium before heading to the gift shop. They picked up their photo at the Guest Services, Leon excitedly showing Dante the photo. The white-haired male asked the people behind the counter if they could get another copy of their photo, surprising Leon. Dante said it would liven up Devil May Cry a little bit, though secretly he was going to keep it on his bedside table. Leon had also gotten Dante a t-shirt that said “I Survived the Shark Bridge” while Dante got Leon a stingray plush.

“Because you’re both brats.” Dante said with a smile, playfully bopping Leon on the head with the stuffed animal before handing it to him. 

Leon gave a playful pout, “I resent that!” He said, holding Dante’s hand as they waited for the Ferry, both eating Strawberry Ice Cream Cones from the food court. 

Dante chuckled, “Well, lucky for you, I like brats.” 

“Yeah, but unlike Miss Stingray, I don’t play hard to get.” Leon said, looking up at Dante with loving eyes.

 “...really?” Dante asked. Leon nodded, “Not if I really like the person and love spending all of my free time with them.” He admitted. 

Dante raised his brow, “Even if they live a million miles away?” He asked.

Once again, Leon nodded, “I would travel a million miles just to be with them because they’re worth it and I hope me being with them makes them very happy.” 

“You do.” Dante admitted, looking down at the agent, “Hey, you got something...here, let me get it.” 

Leon leaned up while Dante leaned down, both of them meeting halfway for a sweet kiss. Leon felt like there were butterflies in his stomach and Dante felt something electric between them. The odd “firework” feeling Patty had read to him from her fairy tale books finally made sense to Dante. He felt like fireworks were going off while he was kissing Leon. After a few moments, they had pulled away, both blushing and smiling, looking off at the riverfront. The ferry arrived and they got on board, but a tragedy had occurred, Dante getting nudged by an overly eager group of teens who had knocked his ice cream out of his hands and sent it into the river. Dante cursed as his ice cream fell, giving a sigh of defeat as he sat next to Leon on the bench. 

Leon leaned into him, offering his ice cream, “I don’t mind sharing.” 

Dante gave a small smile, leaning in and licking the ice cream cone while Leon held it for him. The brunette kissed him on the cheek before wiping the corner of the man’s mouth, licking his ice cream while they watched the sun set. 

[sparkie96]

Do you have any Dante x Chris headcanons? 👀

OMEGAVERSE TIME:

Dante is bad with women because he's hiding his Omega side

Chris is going through some stuff, Leon is his mate and pregnant but the missions are getting to Chris.

Dante's heats are getting worse and he approaches Leon about it, not wanting to approach a stranger

Leon is like "...Well, Chris could help."

Chris and Dante vibe, Dante is pregnant despite the condom and birth control

Gives birth to eggs because of his demon biology

Eggs hatch into little part demon part human creatures with wings. Dante names them after the colors: Blu, Red, and Greenie. Blu is the runt who doesn't have wings.

Leon isn't jealous because he loves Dante too.

[sparkie96]

Got any leon x dante headcanons?(sorry I'm bothering you with this ship it's just little content of them :(

I don't think there is one that you haven't heard from me 😉