Disclaimer: I do not own dmc or any of the characters. Just the story line and Erika.
Erika looked down at Dante, her grin turning into something more serious, as she knew what was approaching. She didn't have time for such trivial matters, the only thing that filled her mind was the demon responsible for everything, and once she had the chance to flee, she'd take it. She was questioning the situation, she couldn't tell if the spell was indeed there again, or if this was just her own selfish desires, and she was wondering if the spell would manifest itself. Looking at Dante, she seen he was ready and willing, but he was a demon after all. It was in their blood.
Dante was quick, he grabbed her by the back of her head and pulled her in, kissing her deeply and clouding her thoughts, but she still maintained them. She was thinking quickly, she needed a solution before any of this got out of hand. She braced herself against the bed, as the kiss deepened. There was no time for thought, it was going too quick, and she got frustrated, it was going against her plans. She placed her right hand against the bed, using her left to steady herself against him, placing it on his ribs. She positioned her legs, ready and in one clean motion, she rolled over and sent Dante across the floor. Something about the situation amused her, she got off the bed and laughed at him, but he wasn't in the mood of games.
He got up quickly, and lunged at her, taking her by the arm and throwing her against the wall. This whole game of tag was frustrating to the both of them, while Erika was focused on one objective, Dante just wanted answers and her.
Erika was stunned when she hit the wall, and she couldn't focus on anything, her thoughts were a mess. When she regained composure, she found Dante pinning her against the wall, smiling sinisterly at her. Mocking her, he pointed to the right, where she found her leg in his hand, and her stocking was already off.
"I find it quite amusing, you know." he stated. He took his free hand, slowly dragging it across her skin, Erika gasped. She still felt the burning sensation, but it wasn't burning, her skin was beyond sensitive making it seem like she was burning. She had no marks of being burnt, or scarring. She looked at him, wide eyed and he laughed, licking her leg. She shivered, her muscles inside clenching, she tried to move but he only moved her leg further up, restricting her movements. She wanted to get away from him, find a way to escape before she really decided to go through with it. Everything he did turned her on. The way he was breathing, laughing, looking at her and especially pinning her to the wall, she was getting more aroused by the minute.
"Don't you get it? It means the spell has worn off… and this" He whispered, pivoting her hips with his hand and pressing himself against her, causing her to moan. "Is all you…" He smirked.
"What?" she squeaked out. Had the spell really worn off? It was her own body asking for his touch, her wants? Her needs? Her desires? She couldn't believe it, it couldn't have just been on her own, the spell had some influence. Right? She tried to move again, but he forced her leg higher, to the point where it was almost touching her shoulder.
"I didn't know you were this flexible." he smirked, and she clicked her teeth, trying to turn her hips, but he had her, he always did. Always in control, "And these legs…" he whispered, holding her ankle steady. He turned, licking the inside of her calf, and nibbling here and there as he trailed up wards. She suppressed a moan, tilting her head upwards, and pressing herself against the wall. She was trying to keep from moving further, so he didn't raise her leg any more than it already was. She wasn't in pain, but the longer she stayed in this position, she'd give herself away. She wanted to feel him on her, she kept moving her hips, but his hand kept her in place.
He took his thumb, pressing in hard into her instep, and she felt it. It traveled up her leg, all the way to her groin and she tried to suppress a moan but it came out, strangled. He laughed, finally getting her to admit through her body that he was right, she wanted it, and he wanted to take her. Claim her for his own, but he still hesitated, Trish's words replaying him in his head. If she were a virgin, he could kill her, but he wanted to test that theory, he wanted to get lost within her. He kept himself level headed, but the more he touched her, smelt her… tasted her, her presence clouded his conscious.
"Get off me…" Erika hisses at him, trying to put down her leg. He could feel her muscles straining against his hand, but he was able to keep her in place. He looked down at her, smiling when she clicked her teeth again, and he took her by the ankle, throwing her across the room. She stumbled, turning just as he came upon her and pined her to the wall again. She braced herself, expecting him to pin her leg up, but instead he changed tactic. In a quick motion, he lifted her, pinning her against the wall with his hips, and wrapping her legs around him. When she tried to move him away, he took her hands and pinned them behind her back, keeping her arms taut and her body immobile.
"I don't think I want to kitten." he stated, voice horse with lust. Taking her wrists in one hand, he took his other hand to caress her neck and using his thumb to push her chin up. She still trying to fight him, how long was it going to take for her to finally give in. He leaned in, kissing her neck and getting a moan here and there when he'd bite into her, but not as hard as last time. He knew the spell was gone, and that he didn't want the blood like before, he wanted something entirely different.
"Well I think I do." she hissed, pushing against him, but he didn't let her move. He thrusted against her, and she found herself returning the favor. She was loosing control. Switching hands, he found the zipper on the side of her corset and flicked it down, stripping her of her corset. When her breasts were free, he used his hips to thrust against her, as well as prop her further up and grabbed her breast in his mouth, flicking his tongue against it. She squirmed, trying not to let him know how pleasing it was to feel it, until he bit down. She cried out, arching her back and wrapping her legs around him, trying to urge him on.
"It seems like you're lying." he stated, smiling against her neck. Keeping her breast in his mouth, he used his free hand to caress her belly, slowly making his way towards her center. With agile fingers, he pushed the fabric away from him, to gain access to her panties. He slowly began nibbling and kissing his way upwards, towards her neck, keeping her distracted from his hand. Holding her skirt out of the way, he thrusted against her, gaining another glorious moan. Erika moved her legs, trying to press him against her, and he kept his distance, nibbling on her jaw as his fingers pushed aside her panties.
"Are you lying?" he asked, hovering above her sweet spot, feeling the heat radiate off her onto his fingers. She looked down at him, confused by the sudden change of demeanor. She closed her eyes, shaking her head and trying to fight against him again. As she finished shaking her head, he used his middle finger, pressing it hard against her clitoris.
"Ahh.." Erika's voice shook, and her body reacted, pushing against his finger. She clicked her teeth, trying to close her thighs but his hips were in the way.
"Are you positive?" he whispered in her ear, nibbling her ear.
"yes…" she hissed, glaring at him. He laughed under his breath, moving his finger in circles. Erika bit her lip, keeping herself from making any noise.
"You're lying." He whispered, pressing his thumb against her clitoris, receiving a moan. She shook her head, turning her head to hide her face in the crook of her arm. "You're lying." he stated, his voice fierce. He pushed her panties further to the side, putting his middle finger just outside her opening.
"No…" her voice gave her away, laced with lust and it shook.
"Lying…" he said, anger slowly filling his voice. He pressed his thumb against her clitoris again, moving it in circles as he did so, and put his ring finger just outside her opening, next to his middle, and put them in, just a little.
"Nnn…" Erika moved her hips, trying to get more friction from his thumb and move his fingers into her.
"Lying…" he growled, feeling her move with his thumb. He slid his fingers in, hitting her sweet spot, and messaging her clitoris. "Well?"
"Yes…" she whispered, pressing against his fingers. The usual feeling was building inside, her stronger than any before.
"What was that?" he asked, feeling triumphant. He slowed his hand, and she moved against his hand, trying to build it up, but slowing it caused her to lose her orgasm.
"Yes…" she breathed, pressing against his hand. "Yes… Yes I lied!"
"That's my girl." he smiled, letting go of her arms and threaded his fingers through her hair. He grabbed the back of her head, tilting her head back and kissing her deeply as his fingers worked their magic. She moaned in his mouth, gripping his shoulders and moving her hips with his fingers. She was close, and she didn't want it to stop. When she thought she was about to go over, he stopped, pulling his hand away from her and leaving her breathing, Raspy. He grasps onto her thighs, hoisting her up and pulling her away from the wall. She reacted quickly, snaking her fingers through his hair, pulling it as she continued kissing him. She hung onto him as he walked over to the bed, and surprised her by throwing her on the bed.
Dante stripped himself of his holsters and coat, walking over to the bed, as she watched him. She was lying on the bed, seductively, and used her foot to grab his belt, and brought him closer to her. He grabbed her ankle, using his thumb to press into her instep again and Erika fell on the bed, moaning a sigh of relief. Laughing, Dante trailed kisses and nibbles all the way up her leg. He spread her legs, and pressed gently with his thumb, between her thigh and buttocks. She moaned, moving her hips involuntarily, and laughed.
"Finally Enjoying yourself?" Dante asked, peering over Erika's skirt, and smiling.
"Mmmm…" she responded. Dante grabbed her hips, bring her forward. He pushed her panties away again, pausing and taking in her scent. He growled, instinct taking over, he grabbed her clitoris in his mouth, and sucked hard, and slipping two fingers into her. She cried out, arching her back Dante felt her walls close in around his fingers, but he continued. He moved his tongue, flicking it viciously, and hitting her sweet spot, earning himself more moans from Erika than ever before. He sucked harder, quickening his fingers. He felt her walls quiver, and Erika let out a gasp. Her body shook, and she let out what sounded like pure bliss. He felt her tighten around him again, pulsating and shaking as it did. Erika stiffened as she came, threading her fingers through his hair.
After a moment, Dante stood up, removing his pants in the process and grabbed her ankle again. He pinned it to her shoulder, having it been easier since she was able to move around better than standing. Smirking at her and nuzzling in her hair, he grinded against her, full length pressing against her silken panties. Erika shifted, deciding to take measures into her own hands. She wanted it, craved it, and it wasn't going to abide until she got her satisfaction, by her own terms. As Dante let go of her leg, she shifted, placing one leg under his chest, both her hands on his arms and another leg on the bed. Twisting her torso, she threw him to the floor, where he hit his head so hard, he became dazed. He didn't expect it, and she smirked, quietly stepping off the bed. She decided to rid herself of her panties, leaving her skirt on to make the mood a little more erotic.
Erika watched him as he laid on the ground, momentarily still. Kneeling next to him, Erika crawled across his torso, caressing his skin as she moved. She played at the same routine she did before, but she added her own little twists. She wasn't with the other men, the one who followed the incubus. This was her own toy, the one she could do with what she wanted, and command at will. Granted he wasn't going to play along, but at least she had the opportunity while he lay dazed. She lowered her head to his hip bones, nipping at the flesh, and he groaned. She moved upwards, planting small kisses here and there, and nipping at his nipples when she got to them. When she got to his neck, she straddled him, letting his length caress her and whispering to him.
"No." He says, hushed, stilling her hips with his hands. The spell had worn off. He was in full control now, when before he could barely recognize what he was doing. He heard her laugh, saying more teases and taunts into his ear. She moved again, lifting her hips, and as his member stands, she positions her hips so the tip of his rests right at her entrance. "You don't want this…" he pleads, thinking only of the fact that it could possibly kill her.
"Oh, but I want too. You wanted to take me before, but now you don't? Have you become weak?" she asked, nibbling at his ear and moving her hips around. Dante clicked his teeth, digging his fingers into her flesh. "You're a demon, it's what you do."
"I won't kill an innocent off pleasure." he hissed, stopping her hips.
"My ass… " she laughs. She slowly brings him further in, enjoying the feeling. It's been a while.
"I'm only trying to protect you." he states, anger filling his voice.
"Protect? Hah!" She spat, mocking him.
"Fine!" he states through clenched teeth, grabbing her hips even harder, "I'll take away your everything!" And before Erika could even respond, he brings her down, forcefully. She cries out, digging her nails into his shoulders, back arching. Dante doesn't go further, and Erika falls onto him, breathing heavy. For a moment she lay there, shaking and her breathing slowing down. When he speaks, "Quickly makes it easier on you. You'll be sore, but at least you won't bleed." he says, burring his face in her hair.
For a moment she doesn't say anything, and Dante thinks something is wrong, but she sits up, bring him deeper into her, and she smiles. "Did you really think I was a virgin?" She asked. Dante looked at her, confused. "In this place? A virgin?" She laughed, pivoting her hips, causing his erection to bury itself deeper. "I told you before, I just like to have a little fun." she says, leaning forward and kissing his neck.
Dante moves, picking her up with him, and placing her on the bed. He moves out of her, flipping her over. "Hold onto the head board." he growls, finally giving into it. Spell or no spell, it was game on. He'd have his cake, and devour it too. Erika obliged. Grabbing onto the headboard and spreading her legs, ever so much. Dante clicked his teeth, using his knees to spread them wider, positions himself behind her. For a moment, he doesn't enter her, but instead reaches around, using his middle finger to press on her clitoris, hard. She moans, arching her back and when she does, Dante plunges himself into her, causing her to cry out. And he moves, relentlessly, Erika couldn't keep up. She bowed her head, body shaking to his ferocity.
Dante took the lead, reaching his free hand towards her throat as the other caressed her clitoris. She'd twitch, move away from his touch, or try too. He had her at his will, nothing was stopping him now. And Erika knew it. Regardless if she wanted it her way. Tilting her head upwards, he made her back arch, and rested her head on his shoulder, slipping his fingers into her mouth. She responded, caressing his fingers with her mouth, swirling her tongue around and sucking at them as ferociously as he screwed her. He played with her tongue, going with it as she started moaning louder. Her body suddenly convulsed, but she didn't come. She let out a cry, her arms getting weak and falling, but he caught her, giving her two rough thrusts before leaving her and flipping her over.
As she lay panting, Dante enters her again, realizing she came through her G-spot. Laughing, he thrusts into her, causing her to cry out louder. With each thrust, he felt her tighten, and her body weaken. He as getting close. He feels her tighten every time he thrusts harder, or faster, so he gives it his all. He buries his face into her neck, bracing himself on her shoulders, and plunging deeper into her.
"Scream for me…" he growls, grabbing a fist full of her hair and pulling. She shook her head, refusing to, and he responded with deeper and harder thrusts. Her walls close in around him, her legs clamp down, restricting his movements, but he's still relentless. And at that moment, Erika's body explodes with pleasure, and she screams, as everything ceases to exist, except for Dante. He continues, as he gets rougher the closer he gets. He bites down on her neck, and he feels her walls close down on him again. A continued orgasm, and she calls out his name, scratching his back. When Dante heard his name, it sent him over the edge, and he spilled into her, thrusting two more times before stilling.
For a few moments, Dante and Erika lay panting, listening to the harshness of their voice echo around the room. Erika shifts, and Dante rolls off her, giving her room to stretch. "You really did trick me there, I never took you to be this kind of naughty…" he smiles at her. Erika scowls at him, taking her foot and sending him over the edge of the bed.
"Shut up demon!" she hissed, picking up her corset and underwear off the floor. She couldn't see her stocking, so she took off the other one, sitting on the bed.
"Don't get mad at me Kitten, Seems like you enjoyed yourself too." he smirks, shrugging his shoulders.
note: again I am unhappy with what its become. Its been a while since I wrote anything. BUT I am going to finish this one before I redo it. please review, I want to make it the best I can so please please please write a review! !
