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SO SORRY about the wait, my computer broke when the chapter was almost done, it took weeks to get fixed and I had to rewrite the whole thing. Sigh. Always do a backup, kids.

Warning: this chapter contains sexual themes. Sex. Sexo. Sesso. Hentai. Voulez vous coucher avec moi, ce soir. Two people fu—Aaaanyway, you got it. If you're not comfortable with it, just skip it. (insert a little heart here)

Chapter 7

Dante hadn't seen Phoebe in a week. He was starting to worry about the girl, since she was always at the Devil May Cry and sometimes he even wondered if she was homeless. The Devil Hunter had no idea if she was in trouble or if he had overdone things with her right before Enzo walked in the shop. He had a talent for screwing things up.

Coming back home after having a strawberry sundae at the diner, the hybrid opened the door and grinned when he saw a ginger girl standing right in front of his desk, her back facing him. She was hot, had all the curves in the right places, one hell of a perfect ass and was wearing a tight black dress. She had a book in her hands and didn't even notice when Dante approached her. He slowly put a lock of her wavy hair behind her ear, causing the girl to arch one eyebrow and look at him. Finally recognizing her, he snorted and leaned on the desk with his elbows propped on it.

"Damn it, Pheebs!"

"Who were you expecting? The little mermaid?" Phoebe closed her book and left it on the desk.

"I was expecting a hot girl I could bang."

"Well, hot girl. Check. That you can bang…" She twitched her freckled nose. "Try a little harder."

"Challenge accepted." Dante grinned. "Where were you? I haven't seen you in days."

"Yeah… I believe Tara knows everything about that book, but she won't say a word about it. She just sat in her bedroom staring at it all day! It was a little bit depressing, really, and I was really worried about her. But yesterday she hit on our 18-year-old neighbor, so she's already getting better."

"Is that all?" The redhead quickly nodded. "We were going to the shooting range this week, remember?"

"Yes! I'm sorry! I should've told you what was going on, sorry."

He gestured for her to let it go. "Anyway, what is it with your hair?"

"Oh, that? I got sick of the black and I found out that there's a spell to change the color of the hair. Witches don't bother to create healing spells, but useless things like this…" The girl crossed her arms and snorted.

"Well, if it were useless you'd still be brunette." She shrugged. "The red really suits you, though."

"… Yeah, it's the natural color of my hair, actually."

"So… You're red-haired and you manipulate fire…" Dante smirked and she immediately stared at him with murderous eyes.

"Make one joke and I'll dye it black again." The smile disappeared from his face and she sighed in relief. "Good. I don't really like the color of my hair; I guess I was just curious after not really seeing it for a while. I guess I'll just dye it blonde."

"What?! No! For fuck's sake, Pheebs, what's wrong about you being ginger?" The hybrid stepped away from his desk and walked around her, eyeing every detail of her body. "It makes you look like a very hot and expensive whore." He said seductively as she laughed.

"Okay, I'll just add that to my cons and pros list. Pros: red hair makes you look like an expensive whore. Cons: people call you names like 'Strawberry'."

"Hey, anything related to strawberries should never be in a cons list!" The devil boy went to his electric guitar and turned it on. "Y'know what? I challenge you to a guitar duel. If I win, you won't ever change the color of your hair. If you win, you can even dye it pink, I won't say a word."

"… Are you really thinking you can beat me in my own territory?" Phoebe crossed her arms.

"You scared?" Dante grinned.

"Not even in a hundred years." She laughed and turned on her own guitar. The witch started to leave it in the shop since nobody would let her play it at home. And she wasn't even spending much time at her house anyway. "The challenger chooses the song. I'm that nice." She grinned.

"Prepare to go back home crying like a little girl." He started to hit the first notes and she soon recognized the song. It was One by Metallica.

"Good choice, devil boy."

He winked at her and started to show off, putting the guitar behind his back and still being able to play without missing a note. Phoebe crossed her arms and just stared, annoyed, while she waited for her turn. When it began, the redhead raised her chin and stared him in the eyes as she started to play. She didn't miss any notes either and mockingly bowed to the half-demon once she was over.

It was Dante's turn again; he went to his knees as he held the guitar and started to sing. "I can't remember anything, can't tell if this is true or dream, deep down inside I feel to scream, this terrible silence stops me." He rose back to his feet with a jump. Surprisingly, the hybrid actually had a good singing voice, it was husky and, along with his attitude, reminded Phoebe of a rock star.

"Now that the war is through with me, I'm waking up, I cannot see, that there's too much left of me, nothing is real but pain now." She started to mumble the lyrics along. They were both playing now and starting at each other's eyes just waiting for the other to make a mistake.

Phoebe got closer to him, trying to tease the half-demon and cause him to miss a note. However, the clash of egos was starting to become nothing in comparison to the sexual tension in the room. Dante's instincts were taking over his mind and when she took a deep breath and slowly bit her lower lip, it was the breaking point for him. He let his guitar fall on the floor and took the one in the girl's hands, pushing both away. Then, all of a sudden, there was no more distance between them, their bodies and foreheads were touching, they were breathing heavily and staring at each other's eyes.

One of the half-demon's hands went to the back of her head, slightly pulling her hair. He ran the tip of his nose all the way through her neck as one of her hands also gripped his hair, her breath warm on his left ear. Now, with no hair dye, he could finally feel her scent, and even though the Devil Hunter could not tell if it was her shampoo or cologne, she did smell amazing. She sighed and bit his earlobe seductively, and then it was the witch's turn to pull his head back, causing him to look into her bluish green eyes. Dante bit and pulled her lower lip slightly before kissing her hungrily. The witch escaped from his grip and broke the kiss for a second, only to take her boots off, jump, put her legs around his waist and kiss him back. He held her with one hand and walked until he sat her on the desk.

His mouth went to her neck, licking and sucking it fiercely as he squeezed her ass, making a moan escape from her lips. Phoebe quickly unbuttoned his shirt and threw it aside, running her hands through every muscle of his torso as she bit his jaw, his neck and trailed kisses and licks all the way to his abs. He took her wrists with his right hand and held them above her head, laid her down on the desk, unzipped and slipped the black dress down to the witch's waist, smiling as he finally saw her breasts. She bit her lower lip and chuckled. "Finally, huh."

The hybrid got on top of her, his crotch between her legs and his mouth on her left ear. "I'll make you enjoy this more than I am." He said in a low husky voice. The redhead sighed as she felt his tongue slowly running through her left breast. He was torturing her, there was no doubt about it. Her hand went to his shoulder and her nails sank into his flesh, which only made him grin.

"Goddammit." She breathed out and shut her eyes. The girl was holding herself not to yell at him to stop, it would only feed his already enormous ego. The half-devil finally stopped the torture and put her nipple in his mouth, sucking and licking it, and then went to do the same thing with the other one. Phoebe moaned and was about to push him toward the couch when he licked her neck and placed his mouth on her ear.

"Am I trying hard enough now?" She would never have thought that Dante's husky voice had such a powerful effect on her. She laughed lightly, sat back on the desk and placed her hands on his butt, squeezing it.

"I don't know." The witch said seductively. "I haven't seen anything yet." He grinned maliciously and rocked his hips against hers so she could feel the massive bulge in his pants. "Now you're talking." She gasped.

"Horny bitch." He said, grinning, before his lips captured hers, their tongues exploring every inch of each other's mouths. Her hands went to his abs, feeling every muscle all the way to her objective: the zipper of his pants. The hybrid pulled away from her to take it off along with his boots. There he was, completely naked in front of her, and she couldn't help but stare at his massive erection while biting her lower lip. "I'll take a wild guess and say that you like—"

Phoebe stood up and kissed him while gripping his hair with both hands. Then, she placed her mouth on his ear and whispered: "Please, don't ruin the mood." The hybrid rolled his eyes and unzipped her dress, finally taking it off completely and only leaving her with her black panties. He licked her hipbones and around her belly button. As soon as he stood up she kissed the half-demon hungrily and pushed him towards the couch, sitting on his lap. "Wait here." The redhead whispered seductively on his ear.

"You know I'm not good at that." He smirked and watched as she walked towards her purse and took a small square package out of it. She made her way back and handed it to him. Dante opened the package and started to put on the condom as the redhead slowly took off her panties, teasing him. Once she was completely naked he pulled her by the hips, causing the girl to sit on his. She propped her hands on his shoulders, bit his neck and adjusted herself as he massaged her breasts. Phoebe lowered her hip and sighed when his tip brushed her entrance, then he placed a hand on the back of her head and kissed her fiercely. She moaned inside his mouth as she kept moving down.

"Shit." The redhead breathed out. The Devil Boy placed his hands on her hip as she started to move up and down. He sighed and bit her jaw, neck, and then finally put her left nipple inside his mouth. It was really hard to find a woman who would be on top of him like that. The time between her moans decreased as she moved faster, however, all of a sudden she looked Dante in the eyes and slowed down. He gave her a puzzled look and groaned when he saw her biting her lower lip.

"Don't tease me, woman." The girl pretended she didn't listen. She really thought she had the control over the situation, the poor thing. All of a sudden, the white-haired boy caught her by the waist, stood up and, before she could even realize what was going on, her back was being pressed against the closest wall.

"Woah, how—" Phoebe moaned loudly when he began to thrust. He was rough, even in the way he held her, but she was not surprised that it made her feel even hornier. Her nails got deep into the flesh of his back, opening a few wounds, causing him to growl and to bite her neck in a way that would definitely become a bruise.

The red-haired witch hid her face on his neck as she felt her orgasm coming; the whole damn thing was feeling so good she was starting to feel guilty for not doing it before. Dante squeezed her ass as he tried to hold himself back, but the touch of her nipples against his chest was not helping. He only let himself go when she also reached climax.

"Holy fucking shit." She said between short breaths.

He grinned and looked her in the eyes. "I hope you're not expecting that's it." The hybrid held her chin and licked the sweat out of her left cheek.

"Never." The witch grinned back and pulled his lower lip with her teeth.

"Excellent."


Phoebe didn't even know exactly how they got on his bed and had already lost track of which round they were in. She only moaned and dug her nails on his back as he moved inside of her, both close to reaching their orgasms once more. Dante licked the crook of her neck and then kissed her when he felt his blood running through his back. The redhead moaned loudly inside of his mouth and pulled away when she reached her climax and moaned even louder. The half-demon gave a few more thrusts before his orgasm hit him. They were both panting heavily, but the witch knew he would be fully recovered in a couple of minutes. She, on the other hand, had never felt so exhausted in her whole life.

While still lying on top of her, he bit her earlobe and ran his hand through her ginger hair. She sighed and closed her eyes. The bastard was definitely good at it. "You know, you were the one who quit the duel, so… You kinda lost." Phoebe chuckled as he groaned and laid down by her side.

"Seriously?! After all the orgasms I just made you have, you're saying I lost?!" She opened her eyes and stared at his icy blue ones.

"It was a guitar duel. It's not my fault if you lost focus." She laughed. "Also, we're in a modern world now. A man is not responsible for a woman's orgasm anymore." The redhead bit her lower lip as the hybrid grumbled a few swear words.

"Are you really thinking about becoming blonde, Strawberry?" Dante grinned when the smile disappeared from her face and she sat on the bed.

"Don't you dare!"

"I know your weakness, now. Don't push your luck." He laughed when Phoebe twitched her nose.

"You're a bastard." She mumbled.

"You're a strawberry."

"Go fuck yourself."

"I've just fucked you. Several times. I don't need that now." He laughed even harder when she punched him on the arm. Deep down inside they were both glad things didn't get weird between them.

"Holy shit!" Phoebe stood up with a jump, causing the Devil Hunter to look around, wondering if she had seen a cockroach in the bedroom or something. "It's late!"

"… Do you become the White Rabbit or something after sex?"

"I have to go back home, get in my bed and pretend I was sleeping the whole time. Otherwise I'll spend the rest of my week listening to my mother's religious bullshit and I'd really like to avoid that." She said as she desperately looked around. "Okay, where are my clothes?!"

"Downstairs."

"Right." The witch practically ran towards the door as he smiled like the cat that ate the canary at her every movement. She stopped by the doorframe, however, and looked at him. "Dante…" He looked back at her. "Never mind." She turned around and walked toward the stairs.

"What the fuck?!" Dante stood up and went after her. "What is it?"

"It's nothing." The girl was putting on her panties and saw when he mouthed the word "strawberry" as he crossed his arms. She rolled her eyes and took her black dress from the floor. "It's just that… I hate people meddling in my life, so if we could just keep this between us…"

"Relax, I'm not changing the neon sign to 'I fucked Phoebe'. It's not appealing and people might think I am a perv."

"You are a perv."

He shrugged. "I know you like it."

Phoebe laughed and closed the zipper of her dress. After putting the boots on, she walked towards the door and looked one last time at Dante. "Thanks." And left.

The hybrid looked around and smiled, he had been waiting for this for more time than he would admit. Who would've thought that skinny, clumsy girl would become that? He picked up his clothes and went back upstairs.


It was almost morning when Phoebe opened the door to her apartment. She tip toed inside, trying to be as silent as possible, and walked towards her bedroom. Everyone in the house was probably sound asleep and she felt relieved, letting her muscles relax a little. When the girl placed her hand on the doorknob all of a sudden the light of the hall was turned on and she even thought of pretending to pass out. She looked at Johanna, who was crossing her arms and tapping her left foot on the floor, and sighed. So fucking close.

"Where were you? I thought you were sleeping."

She arched an eyebrow. "Why are you up, then?"

"I went to the kitchen to have a glass of water." Nice, Phoebe, you and your terrible timing. "You were sinning, weren't you?!"

"… I guess we both know the answer to that question." The brunette opened her mouth to speak, but the girl cut her off. "Look, there's nothing you can say right now that will ruin my mood. So save it."

"I want you out of this house!" There was this vein popping out of Johanna's forehead, and she was having a really tough time to focus on her mother's eyes.

"Yeah, right. You always say that." Phoebe opened the door to her bedroom and got inside. "'Night, Mother!"

The woman gritted her teeth and looked at Tara's bedroom door, it was slightly open. She walked to it and practically yelled. "This is all your fault!" And then she went back to her own room. The raven-haired witch didn't even look at her, she only had eyes to the book in her hands. Now she was the only one who could open it, however, she didn't have the guts to.

"You only asked me two things and I feel like I have failed both." Tara was astonished when her niece came back home with the hardcover book, claiming that it had a weird reaction to 'her partner'. No matter what, Phoebe would never say his name. She was protecting him, of course, but it was useless since the older witch knew that boy all too well. After all, he was part of one of the promises she had made years ago.