Hetero-chromatic Eyes Vs Azure Eyes

Kiss

"You tried to kiss me." Said the girl with the scar in the nose and insolent eyes once she dodged the boy's advances. He smirked, knowing what would happen next; to corner such a feisty yet sexy girl was a great achievement, but kissing her would be something even greater; something worthy of being proud about.

"Yea, and? I know you wanna." He jested, looking at her intently. She huffed in annoyance.

"Me? A kiss from you?" She snorts. "I prefer to shoot myself in the head."

The albino boy clicked his tongue, faking disappointment. "But that would be a waste." He leaned in closer to her, supporting an arm against the big, dusty bookshelf behind her, full of ancient, yellowish books. Before facing Vergil, he wanted to take a taste from the lips of that spitfire.

"Why do you keep on pestering me if you know I'm not interested in any way?" The young girl, she who was short and frail-looking but could support the weight of a rocket launcher and several handguns all at once, protested stubbornly, averting her eyes from him as she decided that the ceiling was way more interesting than the cocky, annoying demon in front of her.

Dante ignored her and inched even closer to her, making her jump. "You sure I don't interest you?" He whispered. The girl shuddered at the close contact of both his body against hers and his lips against the shell of her ear, but she didn't move away -mostly because she didn't think she could.

"Get... … away f-f... from me... demon...!" She curses at herself from stammering. That boy really knew how to seduce... It was a good thing she couldn't see herself through his eyes, because her cheeks burned so much that she knew -she just knew- her face looked like a tomato... and that was just too undignified and embarrassing for her to witness.

...Damn. Damn, damn, damn...! The girl scowls and tries to think quickly before he can do something else and turn her into mush, malleable for him to bend her to suit his needs.

Perhaps, if she battles fire with fire, he will leave her alone. Hopefully.

She ignores (or tries to ignore) her burning cheeks and smirks wickedly, her expression changing drastically -even the devil in red was a bit surprised, but not in a bad way. Actually, he found it amusing.

Dante wondered what was running through her head; he couldn't wait to see what she had in store for him. He licked his lips expectantly, like a predator would do when in front of a defenseless, succulent prey.

"C'mon" he taunted, "say 'yes', babe; y'know you're dyin' to taste these devilish lips." Pointing at them with his index finger, Dante winks at her. He half-expected her to blow him off with a snarky comment, but... ... Surprisingly, she sent him a seductive look and bit her lower lip, making the young halfling crazy with desire.

"Now that you say so..." She whispered in his ear, "...Maybe that's true..."

The boy felt the mismatched-eyed girl's sneaky hands caressing his well formed, exposed torso. He closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling, and then brought his head closer to hers, but she was too busy with feeling up his taut chest to even care.

"If you play with fire... ya might burn."

His husky voice made her look up at him. Her eyes met with Dante's sharp, icy blue ones. A she eyed him, she noticed a devilish, naughty spark in them.

"I want to melt, devil boy..." And now she was starting to talk without thinking. Damn! In what the fuck was she thinking?.! In nothing at all, of course.

Now she had to escape from him or let him have what she -even her, deep down- also wanted.

…

… No. Wait a second. What she also wanted?.! This was affecting her mind too much and she had to do something about it. Quick!

"If you end up with no lips, it'll be your entire fault." He said lowering his head to bit her lower lip, making her sigh in delight.

Self-control, self-control, self-control... … … Gah! To hell with self-control! The girl with mismatched eyes parted her lips slightly and the young devil wasted no time in forcing his tongue inside of her warm mouth, locking his lips with hers in a boisterous, passionate kiss. Dante was frowning in concentration, trying to make sure she would not ever want to kiss any other lips but his. Without stopping or breaking apart from her, he managed to make her jump a bit so she could wrap her lithe legs around him. He sneaked his hands under her rear and used them to support her weight.

Unfortunately, they had to break apart from each other when they ran out of oxygen, and while their lips separated with a loud, wet sound, they looked at each other intently -neither of them knew nor cared about for how much time. The little lady had her lower lip slightly swollen, which only made her more tempting to the half-devil's eyes.

"By the way..." She began, panting. "... …I still don't know your name."

"Dante." He replied before kissing her fiercely again, groping one of her thighs with one hand while the other managed to keep her in place.

How ironic. She wanted him to just go away and leave her alone, but instead, she ended up trapped in a passionate kiss with him.

But oh well, she had played with fire... and fortunately for her, she got burned in a very good way.

A/N: My, who hasn't thought about what would happen if Lady hadn't denied Dante's kiss~? ...You know, it's kinda depressing that I'm updating a story that isn't mine instead of my own work ;A;. I should be working on The Chessboard, for example, but I'm stuck with that one, and I'm also in my way of re-writing some things about that one, and then there are other fics that I'm also re-writing and trying to complete ;A;. Shit, you can't even imagine how bad I want to start new projects, but I can't because I have to finish what I already wrote ;A;. ...Yes, anyway; next week or so I will have (I think) translated a DxL one-shot, since I will take a looooonngg break from this one~ (and hopefully, I will update a story of mine ;A;). Take it as a... er... compensation? :3. Let's see how many fails I've done with this translation~.