(AN: Just a little fair warning, there is a little bit of sexual content in the first few paragraphs! So if you don't like that, don't read, or better yet if you don't like that you shouldn't be reading M rated fanfics. I want to thank everyone for the reviews! It's good to know some people keep up with my story and to know I am doing well! So please remember that I do NOT own any of Capcom's characters and please, R&R!)

Vergil and I had stayed in the booth almost the whole night. We were mostly kissing, but we did get up and dance a few times. At about four in the morning, I saw my phone vibrating on the table and it was Miya. So I picked up the phone, stopping a now pouting Vergil from what he was doing. "Hey Layla. I need to head home, do you still need a ride or are you going with Vergil?" I looked over at the poor mess and laughed slightly. "No, you go on ahead. I think I need to drive this one home. He is totally out of it." I heard a laugh on the other end of the line before hearing her say goodbye. Turning my attention to Vergil, I saw him drinking the last remnants of the whiskey, before placing the bottle down. Just as he was about to call the waitress over I placed my mouth over his, making him forget about the drink. "Vergil, I think we need to head back. You are looking pretty pathetic right now. He mumbled at me while trying to capture my lips in his. I could only giggle and peck him before shooing him out of the booth.

It almost took an hour to find his car, mostly because he was drunk and forgot where it was, but we found it and I had to fight him about the keys. There was no way he could drive. Digging around his pockets, I had to dodge his grabby hands and hot seeking lips, I finally found his keys, helping him in the passenger's side. I hopped into the driver's seat and almost let out a moan. This was so comfortable and I couldn't believe I was actually gonna drive a Dodge Challenger. Another moan escaped my lips as I felt a hand slide in between my legs. I quickly pulled Vergil's hand away and swatted them as they reached for me again. "Vergil, stop it. I don't want to get in a wreck." I didn't want to have any distractions seeing as how I had to drive such a nice and expensive car and it wasn't even mine.

I decided it would be a good to just go back to my house. I didn't want to search for Vergil's keys anymore and I really needed to change. I pulled up to the drive and got out, rushing to the other side before Vergil got out and hurt himself. To my surprise, he got out quite well and only stumbled a little bit. I helped him up the steps to my house and searched for my keys. Upon finding them I unlocked the front door and let us both in. We made our way up the stairs and into my room.

He looked around, well stumbled around and mainly at my CD rack to see what type of music I listened to. It was pretty much the same at the club with mixtures of country and other kinds of music. I pulled off my heels and walked over to my closet, opening it, throwing them inside. He looked at it and his jaw dropped. "You have waaaay too many clothes." He mumbled looking at the overstuffed closet. Most of the clothes in there still had the price tags on them, but that wasn't even the half of it, I also had a lot of clothes in my dresser. I put the shoes inside and tried to close the closet as far as it could go. I walked over to my dresser, pulling out his shirt and boxers he let me use the night of the dance and tossed them on the bed. "Here, put these on." Vergil stumbled back to the bed and sat down, rubbing his face. Was he sobering up already? "Do I need to get you some water?" I asked, running my fingers through his hair. "Yes, thank you." He mumbled, pinching the bridge of his nose.

I ran down the steps, grabbing a couple water bottles and bound back up the stairs. I walked in and handed him a bottle which he took gratefully and held the cold bottle to his head. I walked to my dresser and looked around for some clothes for me to wear. I pulled out some black cheekys and a white tee shirt, tossing them on the bed as well. I pulled off my shirt, throwing it in the clothes hamper and pulled off my jeans, tossing them in right after. I pulled down my underwear and grabbed the cheekys off the bed, slipping those on.

I felt strong arms wrap around me from the back and I blushed, feeling fingers travel over my stomach. He slowly brought his fingers up, slowly to my breasts, unclasping my bra from the front. I felt the fabric drop from my shoulders and onto the ground, the cool air making me shudder. His fingers teased my skin, making patterns under my breasts and on them, the rough fingers running over my nipples. I let out a slight gasp and tried to get away, but he just held me against his chest as he squeezed my breasts. I felt his lips on my neck, kissing the sensitive skin.

He pulled me backwards, closer to the bed where he sat down and pulled me onto his lap. Vergil's hands continued to roam over my nipples, the hardening buds reacting to the abuse from his thumbs. I let out a soft sigh as he kept one hand on my breasts as his other hand traveled down my stomach once again, slowly going downwards. That one stray hand slipped into my underwear, his fingers running over the smooth skin. I let out a loud gasp, feeling his fingers move against me, making me writhe in pleasure. My eyes widened feeling a finger slip inside me, making me toss my head back onto his shoulder. I began moving my hips against his fingers as his fingers continued to tease me. "N-no more, Vergil." I gasped again, tossing my head forward now. I heard a chuckle come from him as he began moving his finger inside me faster. I cried out before biting my bottom lip. I felt his lips press against my neck and back, his tongue traveling over my skin. All the sensations he was making my mind become clouded. I couldn't help, but to continue moving my hips into his finger. I bit down on my lip harder, feeling myself tighten. I let out one final moan as my body went rigid from the amazing feeling that coursed through my body.

I felt his hand leave me and saw him bringing it up to his lips, his tongue flicking against a finger. I shuddered and stood up, feeling him let me go. "Taste good sweetheart." He mumbled, his tongue retreating back into his mouth. I glared at him, grabbing my shirt off the bed and slipping it on. "Pervert." I mumbled, smiling to myself. He laughed pulling off his shirt, now in a wife beater he had on under. He set his shirt from prom and the one he wore tonight on the ground in the corner, along with discarding his pants on top of the shirts. I blushed, noticing that he had no underwear on and smirked to myself. It was funny seeing how white his ass is, but I had to admit that it's cute. Continuing to face away from me, he pulled on the boxers and turned back to me. "Nice ass there Vergil." I mumbled, pulling the covers back from the top of my bed. He let out a laugh before sitting on the bed. "You don't have a bad one either darlin'."

We both lay down, facing each other. I felt his fingers, run against my arm and face, a smile lighting up his features. I giggled running my fingers over his face, tracing the high cheek bones and strong jaw line. He closed his eyes for a moment, looking as if he was enjoying himself for a moment. "Should I talk to your mom when she gets back home…?" Tell her about us? Or do you want me to wait?" My smile, wiped off my face as I bit my bottom lip. "Well, might as well tell her when she gets home. It would probably be best to get it over with… I don't know how she'll react though. I guess we'll talk with her in the kitchen and I'll talk to her and you can just fill in whenever-" I was cut off as his lips pressed against mine. He pulled back, smiling and rubbing my cheek with his thumb. "Don't worry baby. Besides, if she doesn't approve I would still want to be with you… We can keep it a secret." He winked, kissing my chin.

I pulled the blankets up onto us and tried to get comfortable. It was a tight fit with his size, but we were managing somehow with me on top of him. "I can always get the air mattress out?" I offered, rubbing my hands over his chiseled chest. I heard him chuckle before he spoke. "No I am fine. I don't mind holding you. Besides I can figure out some way to get comfortable with you when I fall asleep." I let out a laugh and kissed his chest. "Well that means I will have to spend the night at your house more often then. For the two times I spent the night, I have never slept in your bed." He laughed and kissed my head. "We will just have to change that."

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Our measly four hours of sleep went by faster than I had expected and my eyes flew open at the sound of the front door opening. Even though I was out late last night, mom would be so pissed to see me still in bed. Or even more pissed, still in bed with a Half Demon with both of us half naked. I jumped out of bed and ran to my closet, pulling on some black skinny jeans while ripping off the tee shirt. I hopped over to my dresser to look for a bra while still trying to put my jeans on. I heard a chuckle and look over to see Vergil sitting up and rubbing his eyes. "What a nice view in the morning." I just glared at him while grabbing my black and white polka-dotted bra and putting it on. I grabbed a tight green shirt, slipping it on as well. I spotted Vergil getting into clothes more suitable for the event that would about to occur and I couldn't help but to smile. I walked over to him and pecked his cheek. A smile washed over his groggy and pissed looking face. "You're not a morning person are you?" I asked, running my hands over his shoulders. He just shook his head and walked over to the door. It was time to get this done and over with.

Downstairs, I saw my mom in the kitchen making coffee and heating up a breakfast sandwich. I walked into the kitchen with a smile and hugged my mom. She smiled and laughed. "Good morning party girl. Did you have a nice time?" I nodded my head and kissed her cheek. "I sure did." I saw my mother's eye brow raise and I looked behind me to see Vergil walk in. "Ah, good morning ma'am." He said with a slight smile. "Good morning." Was my mother's short reply. It wasn't rude, but it wasn't cheery either. My mom turned me around, looking me in the face. "You didn't have sex with him did you?" She turned my head, to look at my neck and kept her hands on my shoulders. I shook my head and moved out of her grasp. "No, mom! I didn't. I need to talk with you about something though." She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at me. "Well talk." This was not good. "Um, Vergil wants to be my boyfriend, and I-" I heard a slight scoff from Vergil as he pushed off the wall and interrupted me. "Mrs. Seif, I would like to date Layla. I wanted to get your consent before doing so." My mom pursed her lips before speaking. "Did you two have sex last night?" I wanted to go and hide after that. How could she be so blunt? He shook his head. "No, ma'am." She nodded her head and looked at me. "Have you two ever had sex?" He shook his head no again. My mom sighed slightly and rubbed her head. "Well I know if I say no, it will just make you two want to have sex. So let me ask you this. Are you planning on marrying my child?" I was dumbfounded at the question. I was only 16! Marriage was too far off. I heard Vergil chuckle before he replied to her. "No, not any time soon. It would have to be a long while before I would ever ask her." My mom leaned against the counter. "Well it won't happen. I will only let her marry other Angels or Gods. A Half Demon is out of the question." I saw Vergil's face harden slightly before he plastered on a fake smile. "Well I am not asking her to marry me, only date me." My mom continued to glare at him as she took a sip of her now ready coffee and putting the breakfast sandwich in for another two minutes. "And you better not mark her. Because if she is not marked, she can't get pregnant. If I find out she does get pregnant-" I made a loud and embarrassed noise and looked at her. "Mother! He just wants to DATE me! I don't want children until much later anyways, so he won't mark me!" My mom just sighed and rolled her eyes. "You never know Layla. Demons are known to wanting to reproduce quickly and have many offspring usually. Especially at this age." My mom sighed and looked back to Vergil with no emotion in her face. "But, I will allow you to date Layla. If you just don't do anything that would upset me." Vergil smirked and nodded his head. "Thank you ma'am."

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Well after my mom ate and went to bed, which was also awkward, Vergil came behind me kissing my neck. I turned around and slapped my neck where he kissed me. Since my mom said no marking and what she said about Demons, I was beginning to get more paranoid of his kisses to my neck. I didn't want to ruin this because of my mom's warning. Marking was a very serious thing. It's what allows couples to have children, it's like the mark reacts to the female to make her a breeding machine. The only time a female can get pregnant is when she has been marked. Although, since our generation is getting dumber and marking others now to show that they are currently taken, the pregnancy rate has increased dramatically. There are things like condoms or birth control, but are very expensive for our kind and are usually not bought. I heard Vergil laugh and he kissed my head. "For a Demon to mark it is a bite and I believe in being more classy, so if I were to bite you, it would be on your shoulder instead of your neck... Maybe…" He smirked, running a finger from my neck to my shoulder, then down my arm. Males usually marked the female's neck, to show that the female is currently taken and is the male's 'property'. Same with women marking men as well. I smiled with a slight blush and pressed my lips to his. "Hm, fine then. And if I were to mark you, it would be on your neck, for everyone to see." He laughed and kissed my cheek. "An Angel's Kiss." He spoke huskily, moving his body closer to mine and holding my arms to keep me close. An Angel's Kiss was correct. When an Angel marked, it left a burn of their lips on their chosen partner's skin. Marking can be quite painful when not mixed with pleasure so couples obviously tend to have sex when marking each other.

I was suddenly thrown back into reality when I felt him lift my shirt up as he kissed my cheek and neck. I let out a slight sigh and shook my head. "Let's go get the rest of your clothes and head on over to your house." I spoke, messing with my hair a little. He growled slightly and I pushed his nose gently. "Just because we are dating now, doesn't mean you can get into my pants so easily. You have to work for it." I giggled, winking at him and skipped off to the bedroom. I heard another growl from him as he followed me to my room. "Well I got close didn't I?" He growled out as I grabbed my makeup bag and my brush and walked to the bathroom to get ready. His comment made me roll my eyes, but gave me something to giggle about. I turned my mess of fuzz into nice curls, using my curling iron for some help and straightened my bangs. I put on some mascara and eyeliner then walked back to my room, throwing the stuff on my vanity and making my bed. I saw Vergil looking around again and sighed noticing he pulled out my underwear drawer. He chuckled and shuffled through some of the clothing there and he moved on. It was nice to know he wasn't so much of a pervert, staying in one drawer for longer than necessary.

"Let's go." I mumbled quietly with a small smile. I saw his beautiful smile and it made my heart stop. I know I am always talking about his smile and when he smiles, they are usually small or some goofy grin. His beautiful smiles though, they are breath taking, much more noticeable and are so very rare they just make me feel like I would be happy no matter how my day has been. I wrapped my arms around his waist and kissed him, Vergil making a small noise of surprise. I am always so surprised I can reach him by how much his almost seven foot stature towers over my five and a half. I pulled away with a grin as I felt him run his fingers down my face. "That was very sudden." He mumbled, nudging me along and out of my room. "Your smile always gets me Verge." I said with a giggle, grabbing my phone and keys off the kitchen counter. Grabbing a gray sweat shirt off the coat rack, I locked the door on our way out and jumped into his Challenger, on our way to his house.

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We had finally arrived at the large house and I smiled slightly, seeing Dante's truck there. He was usually at Dae's now, but if his truck was here that must mean my little friend is here too. We made our way inside and I inhaled the scent of eggs and bacon. I made my way cautiously to the kitchen and peeked inside. I saw Dante, looking tired as ever and making breakfast in just his boxers, with Dae sitting at the table fixing her hair and makeup with a small mirror. She was dressed casually, but was still able to pull off those neon colors. She wore purple shorts, a bright blue top, and a rainbow bow in her hair. Vergil walked past me and to the laundry room to toss the clothes in the wash. I stepped out and I saw Dae grin at me. "Hey girlie!" She said with a giggle as she bounced up, running over to give me a bear hug. I just laughed and hugged her back. "How are you Dae?" She blushed slightly and nodded her head. "I am just fine. I finally got Dante up to cook something for me!" I looked over to see him with half lidded eyes as if he were going to fall asleep. "Tired Dante? Is she keeping you up all night?" Dae blushed and punched my arm and I saw a smile grace Dante's lips. "Yup, all night long." I laughed and leaned against the counter as I watched Vergil come back out in a tight dark blue shirt and gray jeans. I looked at him as he pressed into me, reaching above my head to grab a glass from the cupboard. He leaned down and kissed my head walking to the fridge. "You two going out now...?" Came a groggy question from Dante. I giggled and jumped up on the counter. "Yup." Was my short reply as I reached blindly for a glass from over my head. I heard Dae giggle and clap her hands excitedly. "Yay! I'm so happy for you two! Mrs. Seif actually agreed?" I rolled my eyes and held out my glass to Vergil who was drinking some OJ, making him sigh, set his glass down and go to the fridge to get me some. "My mom wasn't too happy, but if he doesn't do something 'stupid', I'm sure she'll warm up to him." Vergil looked slightly hurt as he handed me my drink.

"What are you two doing today?" I asked as Dante made his and Dae's plates and sat down, beginning to eat. "I dunno quite yet, but I wanna go to town." Dae mumbled looking at a growling Dante. I just laughed, taking a sip of my drink and ran my hand over Vergil's right arm. "How about we do that?" I asked Vergil, who also growled. "Let's just hang out here for today?" He mumbled kissing my nose. I pouted slightly, but nodded my head. "Yeah, I wanna do what they are doing." Dante pointed as he continued eating. Obviously he didn't want to go to town either. I ran a hand down Vergil's strong forearm as I looked up at him. "So besides town, what do you want to do?" He asked finishing off his drink and moving to rinse out his glass and put it in the dish washer. Finishing my drink off as well, I hopped down off the counter and did the same thing as him, finally placing the glass in the dish washer. "I wanna lay in your bed." I giggled spinning around and walking to the living room. Vergil followed close behind me after getting a bottle of water. I saw Mr. Sparda sitting on the couch, watching TV in some pajama pants and a tee. He turned his head hearing us walk in and gave a huge smile. "Good morning you two! Have fun at the club?" Vergil seemed a little perplexed seeing his dad home, but I smiled and nodded my head. "Yes we did, sir. How was your night?" He shrugged and flipped the channel. "Uneventful, but relaxing. W hat are you planning on doing today?" I sighed and rolled my eyes. "I wanted to go into town and walk around, but Vergil doesn't want to. So I guess we are just going to hang out here." Mr. Sparda let out a yawn and nodded his head. "Well have fun then, there's a lot to do around here even though it doesn't seem like it." I nodded my head and motioned for Vergil to follow. "Well we'll find something." I laughed watching as Vergil was next to me quickly.

We made our way up to the bedroom and I looked around. I have been in it before, but never really noticed anything or looked around. It was very like him. Simple and cold. His walls were painted a dark blue color and dark hardwood flooring and dressers. He had a black leather couch by the window with silver pillows. To the north of the windows was the large king sized bed with black sheets and a silver comforter with blue pillows with another small black leather couch at the foot of the bed. Two book cases were on either side of the bed, filled with many books and other little trinkets. The south of the windows was his large flat screen TV and entertainment area with his PS3 hooked up ready for games or movies. In one corner was a black wooden desk with a computer on top of it, also two more bookcases were on the wall as well, opposite the ones by the bed, also filled to the brim with books. To the east of the windows was a large walk-in closet and adjoining bathroom. I sat down on the couch in front of the bed and bit my lip. "Vergil, do you work?" After talking with him all this time, I don't really know him too well. He chuckled and turned on the TV low and patted the bed. "I work on cars. Haven't you seen me out front messing with the Challenger all the time?" He laughed and kicked off his shoes laying down. I moved next to him, nodding my head slightly. "So you work alone or for some place?" He leaned against the head bored, flipping through channels. He looked so much like his dad. "Every now and then I help out the tire shop for low cash, but other than that, people around here usually pay me to fix their cars if I feel like it."

Spotting a stuffed animal on the bed I picked it up and took a look at it. It was a tattered little thing with the color faded and some spots like spit stains. I giggled and I saw him look to me with a laugh. "I assume you had this when you were a baby?" He rolled his eyes and shook his head. "No I got that about a year ago and I just drool on it when I'm asleep." I glared at him and played with the moose's horns. I looked over at Vergil again and saw him starring at me. I smiled and lay down against him, feeling an arm of his wrap around me. I buried my head into his chest and let out a sigh. "What was your mother like?" I asked quietly, remembering pictures of a beautiful woman downstairs on the walls and one on Vergil's desk with him, his brother, mother and father. He let out a sigh and rubbed his head. "Um, I don't remember her all too well. She was murdered when Dante and I were very little. I believe we were five or six? We were at day care or school and were sent home with some friends, saying that home wasn't very safe at the moment. We asked why, but were never answered. The next day after school, dad picked us up and we were surprised. Usually mom would pick us up. He looked very cold and I remember him kneeling down in front of us, eyes red from crying, and told us that mom had died. Dante and I were heartbroken. She was just an amazing woman, taking care of us when we were sick. It was as if she knew exactly what to do even if we were a little different than her. If we got cuts she would clean it and give us a kiss saying it would go away tomorrow, which it did. We thought she was a miracle worker because of it even though it was just father's genes working. She would comfort us when we had nightmares. She was just so comforting and just kept us safe. We couldn't figure out how or why she died. She just seemed so fit and healthy we didn't understand. She was cremated and her ashes were thrown around the places we enjoyed. Dad took us out of school that day and we traveled to all our favorite spots, spreading them around. We even got a painter to paint the rest of her ashes into a portrait of her. It's in the hall by the office and dad's room that looks sort of like a small alter." He waved his hand around, trying to describe it. "We didn't find out until I believe a year or two later that she was murdered. I don't know why dad didn't tell us right away, I guess it was because he knew that learning of our mother's death was too much for one day." I looked at his face when he spoke. He was calm and seemed normal, but his eyes told me everything else. He was sad talking about his mother. I frowned slightly and kissed his cheek, running my hand over his and giving it a squeeze.

He sighed and stayed quiet for a while and I grinned at him. "I want to see her." I said softly. He raise a brow as I sat up. "I want to see the little alter you set up for her." I giggled, getting off the bed. He nodded his head and sat up as well, getting out of the bed. We walked out of the bed room and to the other end of the hall. There were only two doors, one leading to the office and the other Mr. Sparda's room and then there was a small decorated table with the painted picture of their mother hanging on the wall over the filled table. The table seemed to be filled with things Dante and Vergil had made her over the years. I head a chuckle from Vergil as we stepped in front of it. "A lot of the things on here we made after her death for her. We tried to include her in everything, even after death, but now we only come here once in a while to clean and say hello." I smiled looking at some of the things. There was a poorly drawn picture of their family with the initials, 'D.S.'. I assumed her wedding ring along with Mr. Sparda's were right next to each other in a box. There was a picture of the whole family when the boys were small children, a vase with some withering roses, and finally, there was a molded heart that said 'Happy Mother's Day' with the initials 'V.S.'. The whole thing made me smile and I finally looked up at the painting of their mother. She was stunning and the painting was perfect. It looked so real. She had long blond hair, almost platinum. Her skin was pale and fair and her smile shone beautifully. Her eyes caught me by surprise. They seemed to have three different colors in them. There was some blue and green with a pinch of brown, making them seem they were sparkling and held a smile of their own. She was beautiful. I smiled up at the picture and leaned on Vergil. "Your children are beautiful," I mumbled quietly, starring up at the portrait. "-and I'll be sure to keep this one out of trouble for you, Dante's taken care of too." I pushed on Vergil hearing him laugh and he kissed my head. He sighed, looking up at the picture with a grin and looked down at me. "Yes, Layla will take good care of me so no worries mom." He said making me smile as kiss him gently.

I heard someone clear their throat and I pulled away to see Mr. Sparda smile and walk towards us. "Meeting my wife?" He spoke, bowing his head to the portrait in respect and looked to us. "Yes, she's beautiful." I said leaning against Vergil who had straightened up. "Yes she is. I see a lot of Eva's personality in Dante and most of mine in Vergil although I can get a little crazy myself." He chuckled looking at the portrait. "From hearing Vergil talk about you, I can tell you are a lot like Eva was. Shy, but outgoing and energetic. Seems Vergil has finally learned to pick a good one." He winked and moved towards the office. "But, if you are like her then Vergil will realize he is whipped sooner than he thinks." Vergil scoffed at this as Mr. Sparda disappeared into the office. I turned to Vergil with a smirk and pressed my lips to his. "Well that's good to know. I hope to tame you soon so you do things right." He glared at me and I just pressed my lips to his again. "Come on! Let's go watch a movie!" I said, skipping off back to his room as he followed close behind.