Sorry for taking so damn long posting another chapter, I was honestly trying to make the chapter longer so you guys wont feel cheated. In the end I surmised that its better to publish medium length chapters than spending fucking days trying to push out a big chapter. Sorry if my English isn't up to par, especially in the tense field. Even in my native language I can't figure out the right tense. I also don't use beta readers...trust issues.
I would like to thank Pandora Radio for supplying me with inspiration.
Anywhoodle, this chapter has some dirty stuff so you have been mildly warn. If you do not want to see Dante molesting himself then get the hell out!
Disclaimer: I do not own the DMC franchise in any way because I am not that brilliant(and I don't know shit about developing games)
His eyes shined with pure sin at my declaration and I felt the burn singeing my soul, tempting me to indulge further. He ignored the doubt set firm upon my face and captured my lips slowly, as if he was savoring the action. I refused to join his onslaught and raised my quivering hands to his chest, gripping his grey shirt. "I…" I tried to speak but he muffled my protest with his flaming lips, intent on changing my mind. I frowned at his neglecting actions and pushed firmer, shakily pushing him away from my body. "Stop, Dante" his name came out as a sigh as he moved to my neck, nibbling on the sensitive skin with a hum. I arched once more from the strange stimulation and gripped his shirt tighter, simultaneously trying to gain my bearings. He kneaded my lower back soothingly, slowly making his way to my backside. He gripped my loose shorts and tugged at them, encouraging me to lift my hips. I refused to do as he requested and he pulled away from my neck, licking his lips like a predator. "What's wrong" he nearly teased and I glared up at him, not in the mood to bicker. "You want more don't you?" he grinned at his chosen words and glanced down at my heaving chest, accentuating his statement. "You are using my curiosity" I defended, knowing well I escaped his heated question for I could not properly deceive him. "And it's working" he simply said as he grabbed my shorts and slipped them from my body without effort. As he leaned back to toss the garment I rose up and reached for it, trying to retrieve the item. He used my nearness as an advantage and wrapped one arm around me and used the other to discard the shorts. "I must remain untouched!" I exclaimed and he raised a brow at my statement, seeming to process the new information. "You mean a virgin?" he inquired and slipped his hand up my shirt slowly, teasing my skin with the edge of his fingers. I nodded and swallowed thickly in reply before gritting my teeth as he cupped my aching breast. "Don't worry, we can do other things besides fuck" I flinched in confusion at his words before my shirt was ripped from my body.
He released my body and I collapsed back onto the bed, feeling my heart rate increase as he slowly lowered. To my breasts. I sucked in a harsh breath as his mouth ghosted over my mounds, his dark eyes looking up at me. My bare body shivered under his heated gaze like a frightened animal awaiting death; waiting for the predator to strike. He dipped his head low and lapped lightly at the tip of one breast, still staring deep within my soul. I breathed in at the warming contact, feeling my insides churn with scorching anticipation. His tongue circled my perked peak before trailing up the slope of my breast to my pulsing neck. I held in my whimper from the loss of contact and restrained my moan of delight as he nibbled at the tender spot of my neck. "I wanna here it" he murmured into my neck and I glanced up at the ceiling, praying I'll be able to maintain my hard resolve.
He bit sharply at the notice of my wandering mind, dragging me back with a breathless moan. He pulled away from my neck, his lips moist and tempting under the warm lights. I casted my eyes from his deep stare and focused on the rain pelting the glass outside, drowning out my incessant need and rushing blood. "You're ignoring me" I stilled at his claim and turned my head to see he was gone. I raised my head quickly to search for the Nephilim to see him smirking between my thighs. "Stop-" I moved to create distance but he latched those burning hands onto my hips. "Let me give you more" he said with a devilish smile before running his cheek along the inside of my thigh, eyes fluttering down to stare at my melting center. My face seared red with shame as I stared speechless as he slowly lowered. The anticipating sensation building in my stomach made my body hum with sin and I gritted my teeth in restraint. I am not aware of the human anatomy but I know of the perverse actions humans are capable of within the perfect circumstances. My mind shuttered at the thought and I felt my will push itself pass the veil of temptation and curiosity. Warning me to run and save myself before I smolder.
A warm tongue snaked from his lips and he ran his tongue along my core, my doubt shedding with the glide of his tongue. My will shattered like decaying glass and I arched until my spine cried in pain. The feeling was surreal and overwhelming, something I have never felt before. "Dante!" I do not know why I called out his name but it felt right as he continued his torment, concentrating on a spot that sent prickles of blinding pleasures up my legs. His strong hands kept my quivering thighs steady as he devoured me, releasing content sounds of his own. I hissed through my teeth and sighed as his teeth grazed a sensitive spot, delighting in the arcane sensation as I felt the heat ascending. The heat of our boiling lust pooling from our lips and mixing in the stifling air. "Ah!" I moaned once more and fisted a handful of his dark hair while running my free hand up and down my thigh to quell the madness of lust. I raised my head and looked upon the occupied man to see he was still watching me with those greedy eyes. He slowly removed a hand from my thigh, sliding it over my hand which gripped his hair tightly. I loosened my grip and he urged it downward to cup the side of his face. We broke a moment of deep eye contact as I pressed my head deep into the sheets from the spark of pleasure from his artful tongue. I rotated and moved my hips unconsciously as my liquescent body neared its steep peak. My hand which cupped his cheek felt the muscles working along his face with effort, each strain met with my enchanted moans. My body was slick with sweat and with one heady press of his tongue along the most sensitive part of me I cried out. "Oh, Dante!" my body blazed internally and I felt my nails digging into skin as I reached my ultimate peak. It felt as though my sweat boiled into my skin, trapping me in a wavering sensation of euphoria. I heard Dante's thick voice but failed to process the information as I slowly drifted down the peak. My body vibrated with satisfaction yet behind the pleasing perception was a deep want. A desire for more, to be filled with this sensation until I'm no more.
"Damn, I want you so bad" Dante's slurred voice made it to my ears just as I felt his body slide against mine. His face appeared before mine and I lazily slipped my hand against his neck and pulled him down for a kiss. The gesture was still new to me and I merely pressed my lips to his before withdrawing slowly. I then noticed the angry and jagged cut on his cheek, healing over before my eyes. "Want me?" I questioned with a frown and he nodded with a hesitant look. "Yes…I want to be inside you" he said with leisure, as if he was not expecting to explain himself. I stilled at the remark and removed my hand from his neck, staring into his eyes with suspicion. "You cannot possess me" I asserted firmly and watched as his eyes shifted to the side, staring at nothing in particular. His eyes then rolled back but this time I saw a display of amusement. "Why do I always have to explain every fucking thing I say?" he pressed his forward to mine and I could not decipher the implying tone beneath his words. I casted that contemplation to the side and kissed him once more, sensing a potent addiction to feeling his lips against mine. "Do you want more?" he questioned, noticing my obsession with a smile before catching my lips in a warm kiss. His tongue slipped pass my awaiting lips and I tasted the dizzying flavor of my release. I brushed my tongue along his, the subtle friction causing a flame to start anew within my body. "Yes…" I murmured after withdrawing from the titillating kiss. He drew back, sitting on his knees yet still situated between my legs. "Then undress me"
It felt as if my heart shuttered and die like captured prey. My mind screeched with terror and I quickly sat up. The motion had us closer, sitting face to face. Dante's eyes twitched with confusion as he slowly registered my intentions. "Do you regret it?" he spoke before I can utter a single word and I looked upon him with reluctance. "N-No" I am forbidden to deceive and I was not going to cast that principle away just because I fell to lust. "Then why are you trying to run?" he knew; knew I was trying to escape his enticing presence. "I have sinned, I cannot indulge any further" I murmured quickly and made to leave the bed. I was halfway off the bed when he grabbed my arm in a strong grip. "I was hoping you'd say that" he began with a chuckle and slid off the bed, still holding onto me. "Or else this would be too easy" his tone was lighthearted and calm yet his grip on my arm was deadly, puzzling. "Are you going to release me?" I asked with a raised brow and I could not keep my eyes from flickering to his lips, ready to be kissed once again. "Yeah" he said yet dragged me towards the bathroom without another word.
I struggled against his grip half-heartily, curious of his intentions. However I was deeply aroused by his strength, something deep inside me wanting to shamelessly respond to his aggressiveness. With his freehand he turned the lights on before pulling me in and closing the door in one motion. He then decided to release me without second thought, not caring how reluctant I was to leave. He gave me one last blank look before turning towards the shower, giving me his back. I ignored his sudden change in mood and went for the door, intending on leaving this pit of sin. I heard the startling spray of water emanating from the shower followed by Dante's footsteps. I opened the creaking door and stepped out, immediately feeling the cool air of the once steaming room. The rain fell harder but I wasn't able to fully address the weather for I was tugged harshly into the bathroom. I turned on the primitive man to lecture him on respect but halted as I noticed the absence of his shirt, revealing a body I have never seen before. "I…" I began but fell short of words as I absorbed the sight of naked flesh. His skin was tanned from the brilliant sun but held no imperfection, sculpted to perfection like the numerous statues in the holy kingdom. I always thought the naked statues were merely guesses at the true human anatomy, but I was wrong. Modesty was valued in heaven and I never seen a bare man before, until now.
"Like what ya see?" Dante teased while trying to figure out what specifically gave me such an amazed look. I approached the specimen swiftly and palmed where his heart should be, feeling the steady organ pumping life through his system. My fingers pressed into his heated skin and I trailed downward, watching the fading imprint my fingers left fade to a light pink. I noticed the contrasts between our bodies as I lightly touched his chest, solid with muscle unlike mine. My hands reached the edge of his trousers and I furrowed my brows at the bulge under the material. I looked to his face to see a covetous gleam staining his eye, gripping my heart with suspicion. "That's my dick, would you like to see it" he knew the answer before he murmured the sly question with a smirk. He did not wait for my evident answer and began unbuttoning his pants leisurely. As he pulled down his pants, he pulled down another layer of clothing with it, revealing a piece of anatomy I never seen. My mouth watered instinctively and I tilted my head at the rigid appendage. With a steady and confident hand I reached to touch it only to be halted by his firm grip. "You can only look at it, angel" my hand was inches away from his dick and I could feel the heat emanating from the erected anatomy. "Why?" my voice cracked and I reached with my free hand and he caught it with his own, giving me a suggestive look. "It's not a sin to look, is it?" he inquired while pulling me as he walked backwards to the shower. My heart swelled with anxiety as he pulled us under the spotlight of water, my body quacking with doubt as his eyes portrayed deceit. I finally shook my head to his question and he pressed me into the wall of the shower, pinning me by the shoulders. His eyes flooded with lust and I angled my head away as he moved in to kiss me. A smirk caught his face at the sudden resistance and he leaned closer until our lips swept against each other. I grimaced at the static contact, my vacillating blue eyes vibrating with a sudden spike in blood pressure. His sweltering lips captured mine once again, this time sustaining contact as his scorching tongue accented his brutal onslaught. This kiss was different than the previous gestures, this one was filthy with sinful promises. I responded hopelessly to his kisses, gripping his shoulders and arching under the attention of his craze and the blistering water. I let him abuse my mouth with nips and licks, never protesting to his wants. I don't think I ever will.
Dante broke our frenzied kiss with a broken gasp, turning away from my face as he pressed his forehead to the shower wall beside my cheek. His breathing was ragged and pained as if he was struggling immensely with the simple task before releasing a small grunt. I then noticed one hand snaked to the back of my head and pressed it slightly downward, forcing my eyesight between our bodies. I watched with a mix of horror and fascination as I watched him pump his dick at a moderate pace, syncing with his ragged breathing. The rare sight caught me off guard and my stomach churned with desire, melting my core. Over his loud breathing Dante chuckled as he lazily trailed his lips over my ear, not ashamed of his daring display. "I can't wait to shove this inside you" he admitted, his lips rubbing against the shell of my ear as he spoke. I shivered at the contact and his firm words, knowing he was going to fulfill his want. As I listened to his crude words with a blissful expression, I felt a gentle yet desperate tug centering within my mind. The pull was riddled with fear and regret, attempting to halt my irrational wishes. I want him inside me, branding me with his sinful mark. I want to take what he offered and consume it like a desperate soul. I want to be with him, forever. I ignored my crying conscience and closed my eyes to listen to his calling body. "I'm going to fuck you until you weep"
I feel I should apologize for the dirty-talk, I don't like reading it but it fits Dante's personality so well.
I love these cliffhangers. Next Chapter: Things gets heated but the main plot must go on!