[ it sends a chill down his spine hearing his name like that. it doesn't have quite the same effect another voice would (would anything? also, should he be thinking of that right now??) but it's still intoxicating to hear and Raven looks good like this with his hand pinned and his body splattered with Dante's own blood.

his fingernails curl little crescent moon into Raven's skin, quickly getting bloody with the force he can apply as he ruts against him, seeking that messy, slick friction with a low grunt. he wants more than this, he wants to fuck Raven into the desk but there's enough steps between what they're doing right now and then that that he can't help but get distracted, seek the more immediate pleasure. ]