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Pairing: DMC5 Dante x Fem!Reader

Rated: Mature

Words: 3758 word

Warning: mature, patriarchy, misogyny, purity culture, abusive parents, slut shaming, racism, oral

Disclaimer:

This is specially for my all South Asian girl, a little representation, this fiction is what motivated me to start the blog. So I hope everybody enjoys it. I know a similar South Asian tradition can have different variations but I am writing from one we follow, and my own experiences. I do not condone purity culture or parents abusing their children, but sadly it's common, and very true representation. Even within South Asia, women have different degrees of independence or co-independence. The amount of abuse or none they face within household or within patriarchal setup is varying. After all, even gender within is intersectionality itself. This writing stems from my own personal experience and is by no means a representation of the whole of South Asia, but the majority. Me and @altissia-09 brain stormed this idea.

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Traditions

You were sitting on the couch near the frosted window of Devil May Cry looking out, not much to see. It was a sunny day, the streets were isolated. It was the start of fall. You could feel a little chill air, but it was pleasant. You always like fall and winter. Your eyes fell on a letter in your hand and following up to your ring finger, a platinum ring with a red ruby stone set in between, a perfect wedding ring, just as you wanted. You thought about Dante, he was out on a mission, and you took a leave from your work today. He was supposed to be back to discuss the wedding. You trusted him and knew he would be back as soon as possible. After all, you were both so excited, you thought Dante would play cool and act like he couldn't care for details. But oh, you were so wrong. He wanted to be part of everything. It was his wedding as well, the only one he intended to do. So he could not miss a thing.

You two were not planning anything grand, it would be just the DMC crew-Nero, Kyrie, Lady, Trish, Nico, Vergil, Morrison, Patty and Enzo. From your side, no one in your family will accept a white man and someone not from the same faith as your family. They are not aware of the Devil yet, nor do they need to be. But anyway, here you are, you were disowned a long time ago when you told them upfront what a shit purity culture was, and you will date Dante because you love him. Marriage can be damned. They totally berated you for how shameless you were, abused you, and were about to raise their hand. But Dante had enough, he snapped. You held his hand tight to ease him. As soon as things got physical, before your mother's hand can land on your cheek, he held your mother's hand to stop her, his teeth gritted and clenched, "That's it. Enough. You don't deserve a daughter like her!" Your mother and family started to insult you like they always do, reminding you of every penny they spent on you and how selfish you were, taking everything and leaving as soon as you find a man.

They curse you that you will know the same pain they feel from your children. But you will not stop loving your children if they are not everything you want them to be. You sighed. You still remember when you were with Dante on your first date. It was early on and Dante was quite broke back then. You were no better in the last semester of your college doing a shitty paid internship. So you two pool in all the money, you both scavenged enough to go on a pizza date. Dante wasn't sure, but you said it's a date enough as long as he is there. You two can walk and talk till your heart's content. Pizza was a tasty addition. As you two were in Pizzeria enjoying Chicken Tikka Pizza, Dante was not sure what atrocity this was, but he tried as long as it had no olives. As you two were talking,your phone rang when you saw 'Maa' on caller ID, all color drained out of your face. You answer so scared and lied you to your mother that you were out with a friend. Dante was surprised you were young but a grown woman. So naturally, as a concerned and loving boyfriend, he asked about your family, at first it wasn't important to him, but now, he can't just sweep this under the carpet, first date be damned. You answered truthfully, you never liked lying anyway, you mentioned how your family treated you. You wanted to be clear about what he was getting himself into secret dates, no night stays, sex is off table for now, he can't call you anytime, and dates would be rare and away from the city. Dante didn't object, but he asked, "So your family do not love you?" You shook your head and answered sincerely, "They do. As long as I do everything they say. Little divergence and I will be unworthy of love, right?" Words hung heavy in the air. He just held your hand tight. The parental love Dante knew was acceptance, no matter what Dante or Vergil used to do, Eva always used to love them unconditionally, and he was sure, she would have even know. Dante didn't have much love in his life, but he was once loved dearly and knew what love is, especially parental ove. You were a perfect little girl back then for your family, but no more, you just dated, even if you were in your early twenties. Your family would not like it, you were never supposed to date. You were supposed to be 'pure' and get married to a guy they choose from the right family and faith, so the chain of your command can be given into his hands. You felt like a dog on a leash. But not anymore, you broke the rules, you were no longer a good girl, you were only you and Dante accepted it. And it only fueled your courage. So, after a few months of dating in secrecy and Dante climbing up to your window to sneak into your room at night, cuddling. While you tried your best to keep your voice down as he was balls deep in your sweet pussy. It was tough, but for him, sure.

After a few months, your family brought up the topic of marriage again, this time seriously. You sighed as they tried to show you pictures of more boys or men who were so pitiful that they couldn't find a woman themselves, or they had strings of flings and what not, but now they wanted a 'pure' girl to settle down. This was very common, and you knew how their pathetic mentality worked. You held your head in your hand as your mama was blabbering about tons of guys she found on a matrimonial site and talked to. She went on about how religious they were, how good they earned and whatever she found best for you. You sighed, "No!" Your mama frowned, "No? It's the right time, Y/N, you should get married as soon as possible and settle down. You aren't getting any younger." You can't take it anymore and went to your room. Your mama followed, "You will get married! You like it or not, young lady, and don't you dare to close the door!" You were in tears from anger, you could never speak in such situations, just cry, yet you spoke, "You can't make a decision for my life!" Your mama glared at you, she slapped you hard and squeezed your cheeks with bruising grip, she spoke hard, "Don't you dare to talk back! I made you! I will do whatever the fuck I want with you! Marry you off anybody I like, or kill you!" You held your knees close to your chest as you cried. You ha enough. You escaped from the window and went to Devil May Cry agency, it was 01:00A.M. Dante was surprised.

Dante held your shoulders, "What are you doing here? You know it's not safe, you were out at this time? You know, some Demon or human could have attacked you." He saw fingerprints and red marks left by how painfully your cheeks were held. His eyes darkened, you felt him lose control, his eyes demonic and his body morphed scaly for a second, he spoke in a cold voice, "Who did this...?" You looked down, "Maa...they want me to get married to guy they choose." Dante frowned, "No way in hell, I am letting you marry a loser." You held his hand, "Let's go...?" Dante frowned, "Right to give your mother, a piece of mind!" You shook your head, "No.... I am doing nothing wrong, I love you, I won't hide it anymore, we are going to face them." Dante chuckled, "Do I need to look presentable?" You smiled, "You are perfect."

You reached your home at 02:00AM. Your mama and papa were shocked as they saw you and Dante at the front door, holding hands. You said, "I love Dante, we have been dating and we have made love. I don't care if you accept it or not, but if you do, it is all I ask you."

Your mama saw you read, she was ready to physically assault you, but Dante pulled you behind him. He spoke disappointed, "Not so fast, lady, you don't get to hit my girlfriend." Your mama shouted, "Your girlfriend! She is my daughter! You tricked my little flower in your bed. You seduced her!" You were quick to cut your mother, you spoke as a matter of fact, "He did no such thing, Ma, I'm an adult, Dante loves, and I love him, and I gave myself to him out of my own free will." Your mama looked at you, she spoke condescending, "Shut up! Idiot! I never knew I raised a whore!" Dante shouted," "Enough!" You looked at your papa, and spoke softly, your voice broken, "Papa?" Your papa sighed, "I am so disappointed in you, I wish I had never had you. But.... let's go in and talk."

You were all seated on the couch facing each other. Your father goes through questions. He sighed, "So Mister Dante, how about you tell me about yourself." Dante was angry but stayed calm for you. He answered holding your hand, "I am Dante, I live on the east side of Capulet City, I run an agency called Devil May Cry, and let's say it's a.......pest control job." Your father nodded, "What faith do you follow?" Dante relaxed on his spot, "None, sir, I have no problem with whatever faith, Y/N choose to follow or practice. She is the kindest person I know." Your father was lost in thought and spoke after a while, "Will you convert?" You snapped, "Papa! Stop it!" Dante stood up, he was calm, "The answer is no. Your daughter helped me accept myself for who I am, so I have no intention of changing." You smiled, you were proud of him. Your mother spoke, "Y/N, can't you see, he is not serious! He is just using you as a toy who is young and innocent. As soon as he is bored, or you are knocked up, he will leave you! You know these people have no respect for relations or marriage. It's all fun and game to them" Dante sighed, "Seriously?" You were cringing so hard internally, "Seriously, maa, this is also racism, you know?"

Before your ma and papa could protest more, Dante took your hand to leave, your father spoke in a spiteful voice, "A step out of the threshold, and you are disowned, him or us?" You sighed, "Well, at least for him, I am enough. I will never be enough for you." You crossed that threshold knowing you would never come back, it was so nice to feel all the chains around you drop, though the pain of losing your parents was there, your freedom helped ease it. Your parents were shouting as you two left, "Just wait! He will leave you in no time!"

You fall asleep with the letter in your hand, the letter containing paper that the documents that you are legally disowned and will not get a single penny from them, like you cared. Dante comes back setting Rebellion and his dual pistol back in their place. He came to you and kissed your forehead, you smiled as you opened your heavy eyes, you spoke softly, "Dante?" Dante smiled, "Sorry, I am late, but don't worry, Trish and Lady are on the way. We will discuss everything. And you can go bridal shopping with girls. Patty will join you as well. Be prepared to be drained."

You just gave him a weak smile, he looked at the letter in your hand, he asked, "What's that?" You shrugged and lied, "More bills..." He shook his head, "Nope! Not in the mood for those. Today, I will spoil my girl! I will go get showered. And we can get started." You nodded and smiled.

After everyone was at the Devil May Cry agency,it was decided you will hold your wedding near the Lake in the forest, since it is a private affair, Vergil will be your officiator, Nero will be Dante's best man, Trish, Patty and Lady will be your bride's maid with one of your close friends, Natasha being your maid of honor. You asked Morrison to walk you down the aisle. He got emotional and agreed. Kyrie was more than happy to take care of everything in Devil May Cry when you two arrived as a married couple. Dante called Lucia, but she didn't answer. You were aware of her feelings for Dante, you thought it was best not to press her. Matier was happy, she sent her blessings and regards. Matier laughed on the call, "So this was your reason, Dante?"

You and the girls were ready for bridal shopping. Patty asked, "You will look great in a white dress!" You answered a little shy, "I don't want to wear a white dress, we traditionally wear red, Dante,I want to wear a red dress. I don't hope to find a lehenga or saree here, so dress will do." Dante smiled, "I love red!" You giggled. You looked at him, you spoke a little unsure, "There is another tradition I want to add, everyone." All eyes were on you. You were nervous, "Well, it's called Henna Night or Mehendi, a night before marriage, all girls apply henna on their hand and especially Bride. They say the deeper the stain of henna, the deeper the love. And also in henna design in brides' hands. You hide the name of the groom somewhere in the design." Trish was curious, "Why is the name of the groom hidden?" You blushed, "Well, that will be a task for Dante. Nico thought, "I heard the stain is dark, because you are actually horny and body heat decides the temperature of the stain." You were red and everyone laughed, Dante was grinning like an idiot, he spoke proud, "Awww babe, I will make sure you get the deepest stain." And everyone laughed again.

On the night before the wedding, your friend Natasha came to pick you and the other girls to her house. Dante protested, "Hey! Not fair!" Natasha smiled, "Come and get her tomorrow." As you and the girls were in the car, Natasha blew all the typical Bollywood marriage songs in her car music system on drive to her home, you were not much of party person. But it was fun how much everyone was enjoying it. At her home, the whole living room was decorated with mattresses on the floor and white sheets on them, there were pillows everywhere. Marigold flower strings decorate the wall. Henna cone on a silver plate. Trish, Lady, Nico, Kyrie, and Patty enjoyed the night of applying henna on each other, their designs were 'unique', you could not stop yourself from laughing as they danced to Bollywood songs and were trying to make sense out of saree. They tried tons of traditional sweets. You were sitting quietly, your hand lay flat on the pillow and Natasha was applying henna to your hand. Traditionally, it was supposed to be till elbow but you both decided to cut it short. You saw Dante's name hidden on your left hand's index finger. You smiled at Natasha, "He won't be able to find it." Natasha laughed, "Good, then he is getting no action on his wedding night. Now let it dry, it's not wet, but the longer it stays the better the color. I will apply some lemon juice and sugar on it, so it doesn't dry and shed off quickly." You nodded as Natasha did just that. You were sleeping alone in the guest room, hands above your head so they don't touch anything and ruin the henna. You couldn't sleep, you were so excited. You felt something in your room, before you could sit up, a hand on your mouth kept you down, it was beautiful icy blue eyes and the smile you loved most. He puts a finger on your lips, "Shh.... it's me....angel .." Your eyes were wide, you whispered "Dante....why are you here...? It's not good." Dante chuckled, "You are marrying a devil, don't tell me you are afraid of bad luck." You giggled, "But why are you here?" Dante was above you, he smiled, loving how your hands were above your head, and you were at his mercy. His fingers pulling the string at the back of your neck, he answered, "Because this reminds me of the time when I used to sneak into your room and....as a loving husband..." You corrected, "Fiancé." Dante puts a finger on your lips, "Shh....husband. I have to make sure my love is a wonder, and you get the deepest red stain, my angel."

You blushed, "Dante..." Dante chuckled, "Don't move, we don't want this beautiful design ruined. Stay still and quiet for me?" You nodded.. Dante leaned to kiss your lips, you kissed him back with equal fervor, it was torture that you couldn't touch him. He pulled off your dress and fondled your breasts. A hand keeps massaging and squeezing your breasts, your eyes squeeze shut, as his head trails down from your breast, to your stomach, to your lower abdomen with trails of kisses. He reaches your core and places a kiss from your vulva to your clit through your panties. He parts your legs with one hand. As both his hands come down to spread you and kiss each side of your inner thighs, until he decides it was enough tease. And, he settled his head between your legs, taking off your panties, hooking his arms on each of your thighs, he eats you like a starved man. He started with a soft little kiss on your nub, then his tongue flat, licking broad stripes from your vulva to your clit, sucking on your nub till you were a whimpering mess, your legs trembling. He parted your folds and puts his thick middle finger in, screwing you in and out while sucking on your clit, lapping all your juice. You were a mess, biting your lower lip, your head nuzzling your pillow to keep quiet. He keeps altering between using his finger and sucking on you. Your legs are shaking, a tell-tale sign of your orgasm, but he got a build it more, leaving you all hot and bothered for long. He pulls away and you whine. Dante smirks, his thumb on your cheeks, "Aww... My angel wants to cum?" You nodded eagerly, all flustered and panting, while making sure your henna design isn't ruined. You whispered, "Dante please." Dante rubs circles with his thumb on your clit building you up and stopping as soon as he realizes you are about to come. You were a whining mess, "Dante, please." Dante kissed a side of your face and close to your mouth, "Please what? Babe." You whine, "Let me cum ....." Dante nods, "As you wish." He puts a finger into your throbbing pussy and slides it in and out, adding another, you buck your hips, and he chuckles, how eager his angel is. He picks a pace a little to build your orgasm, but as you were so close, he pulls away, "Not so fast, sweetheart." You cry silently and thrash your leg, he smiles, leaning down to kiss your sensitive spot on your neck, helping you ease and making you shiver, as he keeps kissing your neck, sucking it hard to leave marks. You cry, "Let me cum ... Dante" Dante sighs and pulls himself down to nuzzle your pussy, his stubble grazing your delicate pussy..he licks it and sucks on it. He fucks you with his tongue in and out till your body trembles, and you cum in his mouth, he laps it all, licking it clean. You bit your lips hard to not scream. He puts your legs back down as your whole body trembles. He kisses your cheeks and pulls away to stand up. He smiles, "This should make sure you get a deep stain." You were too tired to say anything, you fell asleep in no time, Dante cleaned you to put your dress back on, covered you with sheets, your henna was dry enough to let your arms rest beside you. He kisses your forehead as he leaves, jumping from the window.

The transition from morning to the Lake was smooth. You were wearing the red dress you chose. It was perfect. Dante made sure you got the dress of your dreams. Your Henna design was beautiful. It was the deepest shade of red. A red veil covers your beautiful face. Morrison walked you down the aisle where Dante was waiting in a black tuxedo with red tie, you smiled through a veil, Vergil spoke in an authoritative voice, "Sit down, everyone. Tonight, we are here to the satanic matrimony of a star, and a a star, and a fool." You giggled, everyone laughed, Dante just huffed. Vergil smirked, he continued, "there is no such thing as anyone objecting to this wedding, so do not even try, or else..." Everyone felt the cold glare. You smiled at Dante. Vergil looked at everyone, "Hmpp... exchange your vows." You spoke, "I vow to always make you smile, to accept you for who you are, to love you through the happiest and the saddest times, I vow to understand you always, to be there for you. To be there when you need me and make you the happiest man ever. As you made me the luckiest woman in the world. I will never stop trying," You were emotional and your voice breaking, Dante was serious..he took your hand in his. "Y/N, I vow to protect you, take care of you, try to give you everything I can, to love you even if we have our differences and respect you for who you are. To make you happy, as you make me the happiest man in the world."

Vergil nodded smiling, "Dante, do you take Y/N as your wife?" Dante smiled, "I do." Vergil looked at you, "Do you take Dante as your husband?* You nodded eagerly, "I do! I do! I do!" Dante smiled, Vergil tried not to smile like ab idiot, "By the power vested in me. I-" Dante cuts him, "Wait-wait, we are vesting no power in you." You nodded through your veiled face, "Yeah, you go Third Reich crazy with power" Vergil clenches his teeth and spoke, "Silence!" You to snickered and were quite when Vergil glared. Vergil sighed snd spoke casually ,"You are now husband and wife. Kiss, idiots!"

Dante took off your veil to look at your beautiful face, he scooped you in his arms and kissed you deeply. You kissed him back cupping his face, everyone clapped and smiled. It was followed by a ton of music, dance, food and everyone congratulating you both. When you both came back to the agency, Kyrie cleaned the whole place, Dante was carrying you bridal style, you went upstairs to your bedroom before him. It was decorated with roses, candles, and a vanilla fragrance. You sat there with your veil in the middle of bed. When Dante walked in, he was eager. He was about to take your veil off when you held out your henna-stained hand in front of him. You spoke flustered, "It has your name, find it, you can't make love to me, unless you do." Dante chuckled and smiled, "okay, I was in the mood for something else, but I do not mind earning it." Dante looked hard, he tried, he really tried, he was losing patience, "Is it in english?" You nodded. Another five minutes, he sighed, "You are messing with me, there are no names in it." You laughed, "There is!" He tried and as he about to give up, he grinned excited, "There it is!" He pointed at index finger of your left hand and you nodded. He wasted no time in taking your veil off and pinning you to bed. He was eager to take your dress off, but he felt resistance, he raised his eyebrow, you laughed. "Wedding dress are hard to take off, dummy. Now help me out of it, I don't want my wedding dress ruined. As you both took all pins out and lil stitches out of way. It took quite a while to get you out of the dress. Dante was exhausted with such delicate work of making sure everything is off and dress is intact, "Who makes such dresses!?" You laughed, "Well, it's pretty..."

That night, Dante didn't get to enjoy the fruit of his labour to say the least.

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