Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to this game, its characters, etc.
Please forgive me for being lazy with my grammar and tenses.
Dhalia: my fan-made character who is the daughter of the goddess Ishtar and is Dante's client/guide in a mission to save both the world of humanity and hers by stopping the dark evil behind the convergence. Weapon of choice are infinite sacred knives and a chain whip.
Her first appearance is in my other fanfic entitled "Return to Babylon"
-Cover art is in reference to them.
*Prologue*
Two months have passed after the battle in Babylon...Business as usual.
Dante was heading to his office after another day's work. The sun was setting and its final rays gleamed, cascading over the demon hunter.
The heavy door screeches as he enters inside, unaware that a visitor was patiently waiting for his return.
A familiar song filled the room.
He noticed her on the corner standing beside the duke box with her dark hair loose with curly waves at mid end. She was just how he remembered last they met. Her sweet scent filled the air. She was wearing a halter top with a leather mini skirt and a matching pair of black lacy stockings fastened with a garter belt.
"Hello Dante." She turned around and greeted him.
"Dhalia...Had I known you were dropping by, would've cleaned up the place." He smirked while he brushed his hair and walked towards her.
She met his gaze. Their bodies were close to one another. His right hand gently caressed her soft cheek.
"I've missed you." She replied and cupped her hand against his right one.
He responded with a kiss on those sweet lips and embraced her. She held her arms around him tightly as they were locked in a passionate kiss. Time seemed to stop as their tongues battle in frenzy. He parted his mouth away and proceeded to nuzzle his nose around her neck and inhaled her scent feeling the warmth of her smooth skin drove him to lust for her, wanting more of her.
She breathed heavily with his advances. She felt hot and mad inside. Her hands grazed against his pale silvery locks. She wanted him too; she needed him in this moment.
"Dante, I want you." She panted and looked all flushed and hot.
"Mmmmm...I want to take you now." He whispered in her ear.
Without hesitation, He grabbed Rebellion and pinned it on the floor and then removed his long red coat, throwing it over the pool table.
"Now, where were we?" He cocked an eyebrow giving off a seductive smirk.
She positioned her arms around his neck and gracefully slid her fingers down his broad shoulders moving down to his chest. She gingerly unzipped and unfastened the metal clasps on his black top. While doing so, Dante was enjoying the sight of it all; feeling her delicate touch against his bare chiselled chest as she removed his undergarment off. She arched her back and slowly licked her way up from his pelvic area up to his pectorals which made him groan lustfully.
"Do you enjoy that my sweet?" She removed his gloves; grabbed one of his fingers and started to suck them, her saliva trailing off with each licking. She could feel the growing urge of his erection against her.
"Ohh baby don't stop." He breathed heavily and motioned her to straddle on his hips as he supported her weight with his firm arms.
She kissed him deeply, her legs firmly wrapped around his waist. He carried her up the stairs into the bedroom while they both continuously kissed and caressed one another. He propped her gently on the mattress while staying on top of her at close proximity. She gestured at him seductively how badly she wants him by biting her lower lip and proceeded to unbuckle his belt while stroking his throbbing crotch with her fingers. He gave her a low moan with approval. His cock was hard and tense, wanting release. Her fingers sveltely unzipped his tight pants, letting out his fully erected manhood. He gasped with relief and took off his pants down to the floor. Dhalia positioned herself on top of him now, he lied there and she slowly grabbed his cock with her hands and started licking his penile tip slowly a few times before taking it in her mouth as she sucked it slowly then rapidly in rhythm.
"Damn, that feels so good baby..." Dante's head felt so hot, his mind was going to explode.
She made sweet moaning sounds as she continued on stroking, squeezing and devouring which amplified his arousal even further.
"Baby..." He panted. "I'm going to cum." He groaned desperately.
She stared unto him with glinted eyes licking her lips while her hands continued on stroking it even harder. After a few more stokes, she could feel bulk of his seed pulsating out from his cock which exploded all over her face. Milky fluid dripped down unto her neck and top. He gasped heavily with a sigh of release.
"Did you enjoy that my love?" She crawled closer to meet his gaze.
He got up and kissed her while removing her stained top then gently wiped her face with a towel (a towel he left on the bed was useful, he thought).
She blushed as he looked over her supple breasts under a lacy brassiere. Dante untied the back strap and removed the fine fabric off her. Her spine tingled as he leaned forward slowly licking and sucking her right nipple whilst gently cupping the other in motion. Dhalia gasped in futile protest. Alternately he caressed each one contently while lapping his tongue with the other. She was getting really wet, soaking her sweet nectar into the sheets. She held him tightly, moaning his name, begging him to stop. He knew she was fully aroused when he stroked his finger against her labia feeling her wetness. Dante shifted his position allowing her to lie flat on her back, removing her skirt and underwear, leaving only her black stockings in place. He knelt in front of her dripping ripe pussy. Her respirations were rapid as she panted hot air. Her eyes begged him to take her now and make love to her. Oh not yet as he thought to himself enjoying and savouring every moment. Slowly he inserted his middle finger inside her slick opening with ease. She trembled and tightened her hips as his fingers massaged the inner depths of her vaginal walls. He could feel it contracting around his finger. So much fluid was oozing out as he took out his finger and licked it tastefully. She huffed and puffed softly. Dante gently parted her legs and readied himself, his hard shaft slowly rubbing against her soaking wet opening, teasing her. She let out a moan and gripped the sheets tightly with her fingers. Firmly, he let his cock in and felt the tight warm sensation from within her. She shuddered as he entered deeper inside of her, thrusting his cock as he rocked against her.
His cock twisted inside of her, she moaned his name more audibly while she clinged her fingers against his neck tightly, bracing herself for dear life. No man nor God has made her feel this way in a very long time. She was reaching her peak now as he relentlessly continues thrusting in and out of her, reaching the tip of her cervix.
"Dante...I'm going to cum now! Ahhhhhh!" She let out a passionate cry as she tilted her head back in culmination.
He kissed her forehead and brushed the fringes off her eyes whilst ramming in her. His cock felt sublime gratification being enveloped around her warm tight pussy. She smiled with ecstasy and placed her hands against his firm chest.
"Ahhh...Baby I'm almost there." He panted, trying to hold out his climax for as long as he could to savour every second of their fiery lovemaking.
"Dante...Ohh...Dante... Give me your love!"
His hot seed filled inside of her. Dhalia writhe in pleasure while Dante collapsed on her breathing heavily with satisfaction. She embraced him and stroked his damp locks, whispering seductively in his ears. Hot moist breathe soaked the room.
Dante slowly withdrew his cock out, cum seeped out from her. They lay still against one another. She buried her face under his jaw and hummed his name with eyes closed. Dante pulled the sheets over them and rested his chin on her head, embracing her protectively; never letting go.
Few weeks have past when Dhalia moved in with Dante. She assisted him with his missions and making sure that Devil May Cry is free of any debt. The place got spruced up. No more junk and pizza boxes lying on the floor, she made sure of that. It's been a long while since he worked alongside with someone. His old partner Trish ended up working independently but she's doing pretty well. Lady casually visits the office just to hang out and chat, enjoying each other's company.
It was early afternoon and Dhalia enters the office while Dante, legs propped up on the table idly reads a magazine.
"I'm back hun. Any calls?" She walked over to his desk.
"Nothing major sweetheart. Just three days of bodyguard work for some foreign celebrity, hardly any demonic activity of late." He gave a yawn.
She walks over him and sat on his lap. He adjusted his position to welcome her. She hands him a card key.
"What's this for?"
"I got us a two-bedroom apartment few blocks from the office. You and I can snuggle comfortably anytime. Not that I mind having sex with you here." She playfully tousled his locks.
"That's really sweet of you babe." He gave her a passionate kiss and she reciprocated him.
"You taste so sweet." He murmured.
"So do you my love." She replied contently.
As they continued making out, the phone rings. Dhalia's fingers fumbled to pick it up while Dante ensued on giving her light kisses on her neck down her cleavage. Slyly he unhooks her bra with one hand while supporting her weight with his other arm and started to suckle on her delicious breasts.
"Devil May Cryyyyy..." She gasped helplessly.
"Yesss, Yessss, sorry...I...Tuesdaay...Ahhh..." She answered in a panting tone and dropped the phone down with its cord hanging over the edge of the table.
"Dante! Ahhhhh!" She mewed and cried out his name repeatedly.
"Who was it babe?" He muttered in between sensual licks and kisses.
"The club." She intertwined her fingers around his silver tresses and brushed her soft lips on his forehead.
He paused with a smile and gazed unto her glistening lilac eyes. He knew Dhalia's intent to resume her usual late Tuesday 'Night Shows' and that she enjoyed it. Dante adored his lover, though quite possessive yet he is un-prejudiced.
"I don't mind, for as long as you belong only to me." He bit her lip sensuously.
"Oh Dante, I am yours only forever." She cupped his face with her tender hands and kissed him vehemently.
It's been almost a year now and things are going quite well though Dhalia's demeanour was somewhat odd earlier this morning and three days prior. Dante sensed something was off and she wasn't her usual self. Could it be that he forgot one of their special occasions? He put the thought aside. The calendar says otherwise and when he asked what's bothering her, she simply ignored the conversation. While he contemplated pacing around, the door opens and Dhalia rushed in.
"Dante, I have something important to tell you."
"Babe what is it?" He was concerned.
She pressed her hands on his chest and looked up to him intently.
"I'm with child." She answered back in a serious tone.
"Oh sweetheart, that's great!" He embraced her tightly feeling a sense of relief.
"Um, don't you think it's too soon? I mean—"
Shhh...He cut her sentence pressing his finger against her lips.
"We'll work it out together." He smiled sincerely.
Then everything was alright. He'd protect them, keep them safe. She felt it with the tone of his voice. She didn't know how he would have reacted when she found out she was seven weeks pregnant. She leaned her head under his neck with a sigh of content.
"I love you." She spoke softly.
"I love you both." He kissed her head, rocking her slowly in his warm embrace.
Present Day...
The old phone rings in Devil May Cry.
"I'll get it!"
"Hello? Oh hey Simone!" Girl conversing to the other end of the line. Gossiping continues...
"Ahria! Didn't I make myself clear; this phone is only for business?" Dante admonished her.
"But dad, you wouldn't get me my own cell phone." She pouted and hanged the phone up.
"Well, alright...I guess it's a good time to give this to you now. Call it an extra present." He grabbed something within his coat and handed her a silver phone with a little pink bow tied on it.
"Dad, thank you!" She jumped on him with delight giving him a tight hug around his neck.
"You're welcome." Dante smiled and patted his daughter's head.
Ahria had pale silvery hair her father that flowed down her chest but she acquired her mother's lilac eyes. He held her by the waist like a doll and put her down. His height still towered over her, her full height only reached up to his sternum but she's still a growing girl.
"I'll be heading to Fortuna now to meet up with Nero. Give me a call when you get there." He instructed and made his way out.
Come to think of it, she met her cousin Nero three years ago when she was still thirteen. After that great battle in Fortuna Dante told her about.
Flashback...
"You have a daughter?! And you never mentioned it all that time we spent and fought together!" Nero asked the older hunter in disbelief.
"I didn't want my family involved." Dante shrugged his shoulders. "But somehow fate brought us together though not entirely a pleasant reunion to start." He chuckled.
"You telling me you're my father's twin brother still hasn't fully sunk in." Nero scratched his forehead.
"Well, that's life kid. Anyway, drop by the shop anytime. She's really excited to meet you." He walked the other way raising his hand up in farewell.
End of Flashback...
Ahria rounded up bullets and got her gear ready. After she fastened her holster around her hips, she took out and inspected her twin hand guns she named 'Alpha' and 'Omega'. Dante gave it to her as a birthday present over a month ago. Lastly, she got a long metal staff with a skull on the top end fashioned with an angel's wing on its right temporal and a demon's wing on the left. She hinged it on her back, armed and ready she gave off a smirk.
Hoho, next chapter: Reunion
I have drawn my characters including Nero/Ahria , Dante/little Ahria, some ecchi as well Dante x Dhalia. Feel free to pm me because I still am not able to post links here. XP