[ childe sees the metallic sheen of the blade a few seconds before vergil plunges it into his chest, but he doesn't make even the slightest bit of effort to evade or dodge it, instead taking it through the chest like a champ... and immediately laughing about it as blood surges up his throat. vergil will feel all his senses tingle immediately after, his feelings and emotions centered around his rage being thoroughly stomped on as childe's pheromones accost him. he is the alpha, and like it or not you. will. submit. ]

Don't tell me what to do.

[ his nails sharpen to claws as he drives them straight through vergil's throat, continuing his battery and assault with the pheromones as his eyes swirl a crazy mix of blue and purple. ]