AN: Hello everyone, this would be the first story, please note that none of the stories (chapters) uploaded to this story will follow the previous one. They're just one chapter stories. If you'd like to have a part 2 of this one or the following stories let me know in the comments below. Hope you enjoy this.


MOMENT ONE: Do You Dream Of Me?

Dante and Trish had a few weeks working together now as partners. They were running a business together called "Devil Never Cry". After their escape from Mallet Island, Dante had offered Trish to live with him, aside from being partners. He tried to save her rent; and with no money Trish had no other choice but to accept. She didn't want to be a burden for him, but for Dante it was more than a pleasure to have her with him all the time. They split the money from every job they get, but still, Trish insists on paying him something for rent or at least some of the bills from the shop. Dante still refuses; he just wants to be the man.

Trish has her own room and lives there as if she owns the place. It's in her nature to be sexy and tantalizing and Dante is very pleased with this, but still, it makes Trish a temptation he doesn't want to resist; although he is trying to.

Dante regretted not kissing Trish on Mallet Island; he had her in his arms, so close… but he was sure that if he had kissed her then, maybe things would've been different. Maybe that kiss would've been so long that the Island would have exploded together with them and they wouldn't have even noticed. But the only certainty was, that if he would've kissed her then, things would be much easier now. He daydreams with that kiss that could have been. It hadn't been the perfect moment, but still it was the perfect time. And the weeks they've been living together, they hadn't had a single moment that could lead to a kiss. And even as tantalizing as she is, she wasn't seducing him at all. He started thinking maybe she didn't even have any feelings for him; so he'd just keep dreaming. At least he could see her every day.

Dante was sitting on his chair behind his desk with his feet over it as it was his habit; something Trish had gotten used to already. He pretended he was reading a magazine, but the truth was that he just kept looking at her from over the magazine, admiring her beauty and perfection, just imagining all the things he wanted to do to her.

Trish was lying on the large sofa face up, holding a magazine in the air. She was reading this girls magazine, learning more about human behavior, more specifically from women. She kept turning the pages reading about fashion, events, then she got to this part that caught her attention. A test. She turned face down on the sofa and left the magazine underneath her, reading the questions focused. My favorite plan for a Saturday night would be: order food and watch movies, drinks and party, dinner at a special place, love hotel to let the passion loose… She read. Love hotel? Sounds about fun…She turned to look at Dante and saw him just laid there on his chair "reading". Passion, right… She twisted her lips and kept reading. What attracts you from a man is: his energy and vitality… sure when fighting. She turned to look at him again, same position. She turned her look back at the magazine… ´cause now he's just as lazy as a baby. She skipped to the next question. The worst in a relationship is: lack of commitment, sure. Lack of pleasant sex, there's none, cheat… oh that'd be the worst. The perfect date: drinks and dance, mmm nice. Museum, coffee, talking about life, ughh boring, going to the movies for a romantic comedy… ughh, who makes these tests? She kept thinking. She skipped most questions 'cause they were all boring. She got to the last. With my partner I would like: travel the world, fulfill my sexual fantasies… hmm I don't have any, I've never had sex. She turned to look at Dante again. Does he even like me? She continued reading. Getting married and having children? Her eyes widened at the thought. She couldn't help to look at Dante again and imagine that if she had kids with him, they'd be just as lazy as him. "Oh no…" She said out loud without noticing.

"Oh no what?" Dante wondered. He lowered his magazine and had a better look at her. He could see her breasts so perfectly even from this distance. Why does she have to be so sexy?

"Oh no, nothing. Just reading this stupid thing" Trish said careless. She returned to the magazine. We need to have sex first for that… Having a business together… oh we do have that already. She turned to the next page and found an interesting article. How to tell if a man feels attracted to you, but is hiding it. She started reading it and first it mentioned the reason why a man would hide his feelings. Most of the reasons were not good at all, but one of them kept her pensive. He doesn't know how you feel or thinks you don't feel the same way… She kept reading some of the most common behavior from a man to give himself away. He wants to be around you… he gets close to you… you catch him looking at you… he flirts or teases you… yes, he does. He's always there for you… mhmm… he tries to impress you… yes, all the time. He gets jealous or protective… She kept pensive. They hadn't gone out very much, but the few times they've been to a bar or something he always gets too close to her and chases away any man trying to get near her. Would that be jealous? She wondered. She continued reading. He always maintains deep eye contact, jokes about liking you… gets nervous around you…

Trish glanced at Dante for a moment. She wanted to put these things to the test. She closed the magazine and left it over the center table. She stood up and noticed how Dante discreetly followed her with his stare. She approached to him and sat on a corner of his desk, facing him. "What are you reading?" She asked simply.

"Nothing" Dante replied nervously as he looked at her and got his feet off the desk. He straightened up on his chair.

Trish suddenly laid over Dante's desk face up and extended her arms over her head. She noticed how Dante's eyes almost bulge staring at her. She could tell he was nervous and staring at her boobs. "Yeah… I can see that…" She pulled from his magazine. "…it's upside down"

"What?" Dante said surprised; he hadn't even noticed.

"What were you staring at all this time then, if you weren't reading this?" She put the magazine over the desk and sat up just in front of him. She rested her boots at each side of his chair, spreading her legs before his eyes.

Dante gulped surprised and nervous. He couldn't help to arouse. He even got an erection. He nervously took the magazine to cover his groin; he didn't want her to notice. "No- nothing…" He stuttered.

"Why are you so nervous, baby?" Trish said slyly as she grabbed him by the chin. "Were you staring at me?" She asked.

"At you?" Dante tried to control himself. "You wish…" He sat straight on his chair and turned his look elsewhere.

Trish gripped from the edges of his desk and tilted her head back.

Dante returned his look at her and had the most perfect view he had ever had of her, but she accidentally hit the portrait on Dante's desk and it fell face down, right there over the desk. Trish picked it up and looked at it. Her heart suddenly pounded so fast. "Is she your mother?" She had never really seen that portrait before.

"Yeah" Dante said serious and noticed how Trish's behavior changed.

Trish left the portrait at its place and simply stood up and headed upstairs.

"Trish? What's the matter?" He stood up too and meant to follow her. He turned to look at her mother's photo for a moment and wondered what went through Trish's head. He was about to go after her when suddenly the phone rang. Dante hesitated, he wanted to go talk to her, but he needed to get the phone. They hadn't had those many jobs lately and he needed money. He wanted to ask her out to a nice place. He wanted to have more intimate moments with her so he could tell her how he feels. And he had just wasted a wonderful moment to do so, paralyzing before her.

"Devil Never Cry…" He answered the call.

Trish had just stayed at the hall upstairs and listened to the call.

"Okay. We'll be there" He hung up and approached to the staircase. "Trish? Babe? We have work, you coming?" Dante asked out loud.

"Yeah… I'll be there in a minute" Trish said loud enough to be heard, but she kept pensive. She took a moment to come down.

"Are you ready?" Dante asked; he stared at her hoping she could look at him too.

"Is it heavy?" She asked.

"I don't know. For regular people two demons is hell" Dante joked.

"Alright" She went to take the Sparda and followed Dante to the door.

Dante went to get the bike, then stopped before the entrance. "C'mon, jump on"

Trish hesitated a little, then she went down the few steps of the entrance and got on. She grabbed hold from the seat.

Dante had no idea of what was going through her head, but he certainly wasn't liking this. "Grab hold of me" He wanted to feel her closer. But he noticed Trish didn't move her grip from the seat so he thought of something. "You might fall if you don't hold me tight" He suddenly speeded up to the maximum speed, lifting the bike's front. Trish instinctively grabbed hold from Dante's chest to prevent from falling.

"You didn't have to do that!" Trish complained.

"You wouldn't listen" Dante said jokey.

Trish just raised an eyebrow but Dante couldn't see that.

They took around ten minutes to arrive to the crime scene. Before they arrived, a couple blocks away from the place they could hear the demons and people screaming for their lives. Dante speeded up, then stopped the bike abruptly lifting a lot of dust. The sun was setting, it was getting dark. They got off the bike and hurried to the scene.

"Where did this demon come from?" Trish said surprised to have found such enormous demon in the human world. It is usually the lesser demons the ones that can cross easily.

"I don't know, but he's not alone" Dante said excited to see so many demons. "This is gonna be one hell of a party!"

The place infested with demons which seemed to be commanded by the huge demon. It was like if he created them by magic. Dante and Trish started killing them fast, swaying their swords left and right. They tried to keep people safe, giving them time to run, to escape from the scene. The people there hurried and found spots to hide but the unceasing gunfire from Dante's pistols and the sound of their blades colliding with the demons shields and weapons simply petrified them. They were too scared to run away from there so they just hid anywhere they could, watching all the action, the blood splattering everywhere and how demons didn't cease to appear despite the speed Dante and Trish were destroying them with.

Trish used her powers to eliminate demons and moved towards Dante. Their backs touched, and while Dante kept shooting left and right, Trish spoke.

"We need to get rid of the big one first, Dante. Or he won't stop creating these minions" Trish complained.

"I know. I was just having fun" Dante said simply.

But Trish could see the faces from all the people hiding and they were horrified, it only brought back bad memories. They needed to finish fast. "We need to hurry"

Dante suddenly turned towards Trish. He eyed her deeply making Trish paralyze for moments. Their eyes locked for moments as time seemed to have frozen. "Alright. I'll get the big one and you get rid of the rest"

Trish paralyzed for a moment. "Okay" She said as she saw Dante moving fast towards the big demon. She couldn't help to stare at Dante and how he battled against this huge enemy. Dante made good use of all of his surroundings to attack the demon quite dexterously. "Yeah, he definitely wants to impress me" Trish grinned.

"Watch out!" A lady yelled from behind Trish.

The demons had surrounded Trish and others were approaching to the hidden people, guiding by the smell of their fear and the rapid heartbeat pounding through their chests. It was impressive how acute their senses were. Trish got caught by a demon's blade, getting a deep wound in her arm. She rapidly reacted and started moving fast. She threw the Sparda in a Round Trip and reached many demons trying to get to the people. She used her powers and kicks to knock them down fast, and as the Sparda returned to her hands, she finished with them and all the remaining demons.

The people saw how Trish's wound healed instantly. They surprised and thought she wasn't human. "It's alright, you can come out now. It's safe" Trish said as she approached to the people's hiding places.

Dante was just finishing with the huge demon. He had just come down to the ground and was walking towards Trish with his sword over his shoulders.

"Are you alright?" Dante asked Trish.

"Yeah" Trish turned to look at him and for some unexplainable reason she found him so attractive, like she never saw him before. She couldn't help to stare at him so lost in thought.

"Are you Dante?" A man asked from behind.

Dante turned around. "Yeah. Are you the customer?"

"Yes, thank you. You saved our lives" The man said. "So… how much is your work worth?" The man asked hesitantly.

"How much is your life worth?" Dante returned the question in a different way.

The customer kept silent for a moment.

"You put the number. I'll meet you later in my shop. You can find the address exactly where you found the number" Dante said simply as he approached to Trish and wrapped an arm around her waist.

Trish surprised when she felt his hand touching her, but she liked the feel of his broad hand around her waist. She felt something very strange, a sort of nervousness.

They started walking away heading to the bike.

"You could've just given him a number" Trish said.

"Yeah, but I'm very bad with numbers. I prefer people to give value to their lives and value my work. Otherwise, I'd just say it's nothing and leave empty handed" Dante said.

"Well… you got a point there" Trish said thinking Dante really has a very noble heart. "Well, I hope he values his life enough"

"Yeah…" Dante got on his bike. "…c'mon" He made a gesture so she'd get on the bike behind him.

Trish jumped on and embraced Dante this time.

He just smirked. "We need a shower. We got a bit splashed with blood" He chuckled.

"Together?" Trish wondered.

"When did I say that?" Dante joked. "But if you want…"

Trish just giggled. Perhaps Dante did like her.

They arrived home and both left their swords at their place and headed upstairs to shower. Dante went straight to his room while Trish stood there at the middle of the hall for a moment and thought Dante could be so teasing at times and others just careless. She headed to the bathroom at the end of the hall and kept pensive, wondering if Dante really liked her. She knew for sure and had seen it with her own eyes that she does look like his mother, he told her that before when she betrayed him, but she had never seen a real photo of her. They had been living together for over a month now and Dante had never tried to kiss her or else. Perhaps he couldn't love her as a woman. She was sure that he'd always protect her because she looks like his mother and he'd hate to see her die one more time, even if she isn't really his mother. She wondered why Mundus created her with this face, with these looks.

Trish prepared a nice, hot, bubble bath and got inside the tub. She stayed in there for a long time just thinking of him. She didn't want to develop deeper feelings for him but it was inevitable. She thought that if she fell in love with him, it could be just perfect or ruin everything. And no matter what, she wanted to stay with him forever. Besides, Dante didn't show any signs of liking her this way.

Dante had finished his shower, he got dressed and headed downstairs. He surprised that the customer was already there. He spoke to him and got to an agreement. The customer paid and left. It was almost 10 pm and he was hungry. There were a few pizza leftovers so he went to the kitchen to heat them up. He wondered why Trish was taking too long. He went to the living room and sat on the large sofa. He turned on the TV and started eating the pizza. He watched the time fly and no sign of Trish. He had even finished all the pizza and didn't leave any for her. The movie he was watching was nearly finishing, but he couldn't stop thinking of her. He wondered if she was okay. It was just so hard to understand women, let alone a demoness. He was remembering that strange incident from earlier today, about his mother's photo. It had been the first time she seduced him like that, and after that she turned serious and left. He was sure her strange attitude was caused by that. He turned off the TV and headed upstairs. He went to her room and opened the door just as he knocked. Didn't even wait for a reply.

"Trish?" He called out her name but she wasn't there. He went out of her room and headed to the bathroom. He knocked and waited for a reply this time. "Trish? Are you there still?"

Trish opened her eyes. "Dante?" She gasped surprised. "Yes… what time is it?" She asked as she gripped from the edges of the tub.

"It's close to midnight" Dante said from the other side of the door.

"What!" Trish surprised and got out. She pulled from the plug to drain the tub then grabbed a towel and wrapped herself in it. She opened the door and walked out surprising Dante.

Dante almost paralyzed, but he moved as she walked past him. Still, he kept motionless and wide-eyed staring at her perfect form. The towel was not that large and despite of covering her essentials, he had never seen her legs in the nude.

"The bath was so relaxing I fell asleep, but thanks for waking me up" Trish said as she opened her room's door. "I could have stayed there all night" She noticed Dante was still paralyzed with his stare fixed on her. "Are you- going to bed now?" She asked curious.

Dante suddenly shook his head and returned to reality. He was daydreaming already. "Ummm… yeah. Why? You- wanted to- do something?" He asked hesitant but expectantly, hoping his dreams could finally come true.

"Not really, just wondered if you were okay. You seemed like a zombie just now" She joked.

"Oh…" Dante laughed nervously. "…I'm fine. Hey umm… I'm sorry I ate all the pizza leftovers. I didn't realize till I finished it"

"Don't worry. I'm not hungry" Trish said.

"You sure? If you wanna order something there's money in my drawer" Dante said simply.

"Oh, so the customer came over?" Trish wondered.

"Yeah. I haven't split the money yet, but you can take money from there" Dante said caring.

"Why thank you" Trish said with a smile. "Did he pay good?"

"Good enough" Dante replied trying so hard not to picture her completely naked, but it was surely an impossible task.

"Good enough to pay a few pizzas or good enough to pay the bills and stuff for the rest of the month?" Trish wondered as she kept staring at him.

Dante was wearing a black sleeveless shirt and a pair of thin, soft trousers also black, but the fabric made his groin look bulkier. Trish wanted to avoid looking particularly at his groin but that bulge made it quite inevitable. She started wondering how he'd look naked.

"More like the second one" Dante said simply. He noticed her eyes were staring below his waist. "I'll- head to bed then"

"Good… okay. Goodnight, Dante" She returned her eyes to his and smiled shyly wondering if he noticed she was staring at his crotch.

"Goodnight, baby" Dante said as he turned around and walked off to his room with a smile.

Trish loved every time he called her baby or babe, it made her feel special. She turned and entered her room. She was smiling from ear to ear then she glanced at herself in the mirror and surprised. "What's happening to me?" She said concerned. Her feelings for Dante seemed to be growing more. She didn't want to fall for his charms but it was inevitable. He's just so good to her she couldn't help it. She threw herself over the bed face down, then she turned over and smiled. The simple thought of him made her smile. Could this be love? She wondered. She got dressed and simply went to bed. She had a bit of troubles to sleep though, for her mind kept wandering, thinking of Dante, of his hands touching her. She kept remembering the feel when he embraced her by the waist, she loved how that felt, she could get used to that. She longed to feel him closer in a more intimate way. She wanted to taste his lips. "Oh Dante! What did you do to me? I can't stop thinking of you!" She shouted and covered her face with the pillow. She turned on her side and embraced the pillow; after a little while she fell into the sandman's lands.

In the other hand, Dante had the same problems to sleep. He had once again paralyzed before her and didn't tell her anything. He wanted to speak to her but he didn't say a single thing. Again, he had wasted his chance. Maybe if he just went and told her how he felt things would be easier. Maybe she would accept her feelings for him and they could finally give in to each other. He kept imagining how things could be, if only they both accepted their feelings for each other. And just to think of her and remember her perfect form wrapped around that small towel made him get an erection. He closed his eyes and started daydreaming trying to make up his mind and go talk to her, even if it was in the middle of the night. He wanted to be in her dreams, but most importantly he wanted to make them come true. "Would I have the power?" He wondered and smirked.

Trish was sleeping on her bed when suddenly she woke up to this familiar sensation. She felt a pair of arms embracing her waist from behind and as she looked at them, she noticed it was Dante. She couldn't help to surprise. "Dante? When did you get in?" She asked curious, but she loved feeling him this close. He was embracing her from behind with his body pressed against her back.

"It doesn't matter…" Dante whispered. "…I just- wanted to be with you, to hold you close and…"

To hear Dante's voice saying that made her smile. She put her arms over his and enjoyed being in this position with him. He was literally spooning her. She could feel every part of him against her body. But she surprised as she felt something really hard pressing on her ass. "Dante, what is this?" She wondered more than curious as she reached her right hand behind her to feel this hardness. She noticed it was Dante's cock. "Oh God… Dante…" She rubbed it with a hand, she loved how it felt, but she wanted to see how it looked. She wanted to stop imagining it and see the real thing.

Suddenly Dante pulled it out from his trousers. He was still behind Trish but he moved a little so that his dick ended up just beside her face. And Trish surprised as she saw it; it was huge. Trish turned a little and touched it.

"Oh Dante… it's so big and perfect…" She grabbed it with a hand and started feeling it all from head to bottom. She even squeezed it and felt it so hard and venous. "…and so hard" She said moaning.

"You make it so hard" Dante whispered enticingly.

Trish felt her pussy throbbing just as Dante's cock was, throbbing for her. She wanted to feel it inside her. Inside her pussy, inside her ass, it didn't matter, but she wanted it inside her. She wanted so badly to suck it. She kept rubbing it slowly making Dante moan. "Oh Dante…" She looked at him with such pleading face. She didn't say it but Dante knew she wanted it and so badly.

"Oh Trish, baby…" Dante moaned and touched a side of her face. He pulled her towards him so she'd straddle him.

They looked into each other's eyes so profoundly and reached their lips to one another's, when suddenly Trish opened her eyes.

"What?" Trish said agitated. "I was dreaming?" Her breathing was still accelerated and she could feel a particular wetness between her legs. "Oh God… Dante…" She covered her face with the sheets. "…oh, why did I have to wake up?" She wanted to feel him inside her, she wanted to suck his perfect cock. She reached a hand to her forehead as she closed her eyes again. She wanted to fall asleep again and keep dreaming of him. She was just getting to the good part. Did she want him this bad? Even her subconscious wanted him so bad that it showed Dante in her dreams. But her mind was so awake now and wandering, it'd be impossible to sleep again. So, she decided to get up and go have something to eat.

Trish was wearing a white tank top and a pair of small black shorts, tiny to be more specific; half her ass was in full sight. She went downstairs and headed to the kitchen. When she entered, she found Dante cooking something.

"Dante…" Trish said surprised. "You're up… I mean- awake"

Dante slightly glimpsed at her. "I'm- up… yes" He said foolish, turning his look down at his groin. That tiny glimpse at her had been enough to get him hard. The trousers he was wearing didn't leave much to the imagination and his erection was even more visible. But it was inevitable; he couldn't control when being around her. He took a deep breath and tried to control. He was cooking, so he tried to focus on that.

"What are you cooking?" Trish asked with certain nervousness as she approached to him from behind, trying to peek.

Dante moved closer to the stove, trying to hide his evident erection. He gulped. "Pancakes" He replied suddenly.

"Oh…" Trish said as she kept watching him cook.

"I left you without dinner last night, I wanted to compensate you with this" Dante said as he flipped a pancake in the air.

Oh… compensate me with your big cock… Trish shook her head. Trish, what are you thinking? Stop wanting his cock! She said to herself. Would it even look like in my dream? She wondered.

Dante noticed Trish was acting a bit strange and was somewhat thoughtful. "Are you alright?" He asked curious.

"Yeah, of course" Trish said nervously.

"Alright… why don't you have a seat. I'll serve you in a minute" Dante said.

"Alright" Trish took a deep breath and went to sit by the table. She tried to relax and control her thoughts and sudden desires. She kept staring at Dante cook. He just looked so attractive. She wanted to feel his muscular arms, his strong torso; his back looked so perfect, even his butt. She had never seen him with so much desire before. But she couldn't control, she kept thinking of her dream, remembering every single detail, every feeling.

Dante finished and served a few pancakes on a plate, and some others in another. He had prepared hot chocolate so he poured some into two cups. He grabbed both cups with a hand and the two plates with the other. He seemed to be juggling. He stood beside Trish and left the two cups first over the table, one on her side, the other on his. Trish couldn't help to turn her face to a side and Dante's bulging crotch was just in plain view.

"Oh God…" Trish said with a nervous face staring at his groin. "…can you handle all that?"

"Of course… I'm good with hands" He winked an eye to Trish and served her a plate. It was then he noticed her stare was lost in his crotch.

"I bet you are…" Trish said picturing his cock beside her face, like in her dream. She had a dreamy face.

"Can you handle all this?" Dante said seductively, smiling mischievously.

"I wanna… handle all of it…" Suddenly Trish noticed Dante was staring at her face. She shook her head and straightened up on the chair.

"Are you alright?" Dante asked with a flirty smile as he had a seat in front of her.

"Hmm?" Trish faked she didn't know what he was talking about.

"So, you wanna handle all of… what exactly?" Dante wondered.

"What? Oh… umm… the pancakes" Trish said foolish.

Dante chuckled. "Right" He loved knowing she desired him this much. Maybe this was the right time to talk, or maybe he should wait till they finish eating. "You slept well last night?" He asked.

"Wonderful…" Trish said without turning to look at him. She feared she could give herself away if she did.

"Good" Dante said. For some reason, he had gotten nervous all of a sudden.

"And you?" Trish asked as she glimpsed at him.

"Well… I- had some troubles to sleep at first, but eventually I did" Dante said foolish. He took a moment to ask another question. "You have a big smile on your face today. You had pleasant dreams?"

"Very…" Trish said slyly. "…although, it could've been better"

"Really?" Dante wondered. "It was one of those dreams where you wake up before you finish?"

"I hadn't even started yet" Trish said staring at Dante in such seductive way that Dante even gulped. If he had managed to control his erection before, that look simply made him lose control.

Dante's cock got harder than a rock. It seemed it would even tear his trousers apart to find a way out from this confinement. "Wha- what were you- dreaming- about?" Dante stuttered as he asked.

"I can't tell you" Trish said slyly. "But it's been on my mind since I woke up" She said enticingly without losing eye contact with him.

"Oh, c'mon. You know you can tell me anything" Dante said, wondering if it had been him in her dreams. He thought so much about it, perhaps he did have the power to infiltrate her dreams.

"Yes… but not this" Trish insisted as she continued eating.

"Why not?" Dante kept insisting. "Were you eating something nice?"

"I wanted to… have it in my mouth" Trish said slyly.

"What was it?" Dante wondered foolish and nervous.

"More like… whose…" Trish said enticingly.

Dante gulped. He paralyzed with the fork in hand. The piece of pancake fell back on his plate.

Trish eyed him naughtily. "You should finish your food first"

Dante blinked a few times as he returned from his thoughts. "What? Yeah- yeah…"

They finished eating, but Dante was still very curious about that certain dream that Trish just couldn't get out of her head. Trish stood up and left her plate in the sink.

"Thanks, Dante, it was delicious" Trish said as she headed towards the kitchen door to go to the living room.

Dante was perplexed looking at her figure. He almost drooled. Why does she have to be so hot and sexy? He wondered. He couldn't lay his eyes off her perfectly round ass.

Trish could feel Dante's stare on her so she turned around and noticed Dante had a weird expression on his face. "Are you alright, Dante?"

Dante shook his head a little. "Yeah, of course. Perfect" He sighed.

"Okay…" She went to the living room and found the magazine still over the sofa. She took it again and threw herself on the sofa face down to continue reading the article.

Dante stayed at the kitchen for a little longer, trying to control his sudden arousal. After a little while he went to the office. He didn't see Trish there so he was just heading to his room when suddenly as he gripped from the banister of the stairs, he spotted Trish's fine ass in the living room. He paralyzed looking at her. He got an erection in seconds. "Fuck! Why can't you control?" He mumbled to his dick as he turned his look down, but Trish got to listen.

"Dante?" Trish called out his name and turned her face slightly to a side looking for him.

"Oh, hey Trish" Dante said nervously. "What's up?"

"You're up" Trish said simply.

Dante blushed a little and turned away from her, but Trish hadn't really seen him. She just said that as a stupid reply.

"Hey Dante?" Trish asked.

"Yeah…?" Dante gulped.

"What is a love hotel?" Trish asked simply.

"A- a love- hotel? Why do you ask?" Dante said foolish, thinking she wanted to ask him out to a place like that.

"I'm reading this stupid magazine and a test and it insists on this love hotel thing. I mean I can only imagine what it is, but what is it really?" Trish asked.

"Oh, well… it's a- hotel… for couples to- go- have sex" Dante said hesitant.

"Oh…" Trish nodded slowly. "And why don't they have sex at home?"

"Umm… why don't we?" Dante said without much thinking.

Trish sat up on the sofa and turned towards Dante. "We? I don't know… why don't we?" She returned the question to Dante.

"I- I- meant in general. I guess…" Dante's heart pounded so strongly. He got so nervous. "…people want to- make things- more exciting. Or maybe they have kids at home and it's complicated. Or maybe it's a secret lover, I don't know" Fuck! I ruined it again. I could've just said, let's do it! Dante regretted himself.

"Hm… well I wouldn't know. I've never had sex before" Trish said. "How's it like?" She asked simply.

"Ho- how's it like?" Dante repeated foolishly.

"Why don't you come here and sit next to me. You're so far away. I won't bite" Trish said with a devilish grin.

Dante gulped, but obeyed. He sat next to Trish on the sofa, staring to the front, trying to avoid looking at her to keep calm.

"So…?" Trish asked.

"Well…" Dante scratched the back of his head. "…umm… it's hard to explain" He said foolish.

"You've never had sex either?" She asked.

"I have. But I wouldn't know how it is- from a- woman's perspective" Dante said hesitant, still trying hard to avoid looking at her.

"Well, that's not what I asked. How's it like for you?" Trish asked still curious.

"Well… it's pleasant… helps- relieve some- tension…" Dante said nervous and gulping. His heart kept pounding so strong while his breathing was beginning to accelerate. He felt Trish too close and reaching a hand to his thigh. She caressed him.

"You seem tense… why are you avoiding me?" Trish asked.

"I'm not" Dante said simply.

"Do you think I'm pretty?" Trish asked sultrily as she turned his face towards her.

"No…" Dante said fast.

"No?" Trish surprised and took her hand off him.

"You're gorgeous" Dante took her hand and turned towards her completely.

Trish surprised again. "Do you think I'm hot?"

"I'm sweating…" Dante whispered as he looked into her eyes so deeply and seducingly that this time even Trish paralyzed.

Trish's heart suddenly speeded up. She kept staring at Dante and she felt like giving in. "Dante…"

Dante stared at her lips. "Trish… I…"

Trish remembered reading from that magazine that when a man stares at your lips it's because he wants to kiss them. Suddenly she felt Dante moving his body towards her. Such, that he softly pushed her against the sofa. He was about to kiss her when suddenly the phone rang.

Dante slightly turned his face to a side. He wanted to ignore that but the sound was so loud. He couldn't believe their perfect moment had been ruined again.

It was Trish now, who kept staring at his lips. She had gotten the chance to feel him against her body and she wanted to feel him more. Her heart kept pounding fast as Dante stood up and went to get the phone. Trish couldn't stop staring at him and remembering her dream. She had been so close.

"Devil- Never Cry?" Dante panted as he answered the phone. He kept silent and paralyzed, facing his back at her. Then he simply hung up.

Trish sat up and grabbed from the edge of the sofa. "Was that a job?"

Dante took a moment to reply. "It was a wrong number" He couldn't believe his luck. Why was the world against him? Why didn't the world let him love her, kiss her, possess her? Why does every time they get close something has to happen?

"A wrong number?" Trish said thinking she had rotten luck. She felt she was finally progressing with Dante and it was all ruined now. It felt awkward. Neither of them knew how to look at each other now. What to do?

Suddenly the phone rang again. Dante hesitated but he took the phone. "Devil Never Cry?" He answered. "It's the same, yes. Oh… okay" He seemed to be paying attention to the person on the other end. "Alright" He said then hung up.

"So?" Trish asked.

"Same person" Dante replied. "People still get confused with the 'Devil Never Cry' name" He chuckled a bit.

"Oh… of course" Trish said disappointed. It was still too early to have a job. Couldn't she just have him now? "So where are we heading?"

"Nearby" Dante said as he headed upstairs to get properly dressed.

Trish followed him but she went straight to her bedroom to get dressed to. Before she got dressed, she threw herself over the bed. "Oh Dante… I want you so much…" She closed her eyes tight and even squeezed her breasts thinking of him. She suddenly heard Dante knocking on her door.

"Are you ready?" Dante asked.

Trish opened her eyes and gasped. "Yes" She clicked her fingers and was magically dressed. She opened the door and found Dante standing there. "Let's go"

They hurried outside; Dante went to get the bike. He didn't have to say anything and Trish got on behind him, embracing him by his chest. She could feel Dante's heartbeat. It pounded so strong just like hers. This had to mean something. They both felt the same way. But why were they still resisting each other then?

After a while Trish spoke. "I thought you said nearby"

"I was being sarcastic, but we're almost there" Dante said. They were reaching the outskirts of the city. It seemed this place was sort of abandoned but they saw and heard and explosion very near so they hurried up.

They arrived to the place and it was surprisingly infested with demons of all sorts and sizes.

Trish wielded the Sparda with such ease, slaying demons pretty fast. Dante stared at her and he was still impressed with how easily she swayed the massive sword and even threw it in the air as a boomerang, just like him. She probably copied that from him, but it worked for her quite well. He noticed as well, how the sword's shape changed whenever she did that. It turned into a sort of scythe, responding to her moves, as if the sword really wanted her to be its wielder. If Trish was powerful without it, wilding the Sparda empowered her even more. But he thought she was missing something. A pair of guns. It was only fair and logical that if she had the Sparda now, that she'd have his father's guns as well.

"Dante, are you just gonna stand there?" Trish asked after noticing he simply stood there watching her while she dealt with all the demons on her own.

"No, no. I was just umm… thinking" Dante said as he pulled out Ebony and Ivory and started shootting the demons left and right while he approached to Trish. "I wanna give you something" He said.

Trish had just cast the sword; it spun in the air severing demons and splashing loads of blood all over the place. She straightened up. "Now?" She wondered.

"When we get home" Dante said simply as he shot ten rounds in a blink, killing some demons that were coming from behind Trish.

"Then worry about it when we get there" Trish complained as she used her powers to electrocute some demons behind Dante.

"Alright" Dante said as he now reached for Rebellion and started swaying it quite fast cutting open the demons' guts.

It was Trish now who paralyzed watching him fight, surprised with how fast he moved and switched from his guns to his sword in no time. It was as if he used them at the same time.

Dante kept moving around the place wiping it out of all these demons. They were almost done when suddenly Dante noticed a demon threw a small sort of axe towards Trish and she hadn't noticed. He hurried to her side. "Trish!" He jumped towards her as he noticed the demon multiplied in seconds surrounding her. So now they were like 10 axes flying directly at her. He pushed her onto the ground and covered her with his body. Trish reacted and used her powers to create a barrier over them. All the weapons collided with this invisible and electrified barrier. Dante returned his look at Trish and smiled. They looked into each other's eyes for moments. And despite of having been in the same position before in Mallet Island, it felt a lot different now. Her look was different, the feeling was so different too.

"Thanks" Dante said with a grin.

"It was nothing" Trish said enticingly, staring at him with such passion.

Dante was dying to kiss her, and he was just about to when all these demons recovered their weapons and launched at them. Trish used her powers again and literally burned them with her lightning.

Dante moved and stood up, helping her up as well. They finished with the rest of demons with their swords.

They both sighed as they ended up back against back. "That was fun" They said in unison then laughed at how connected they were.

They headed back home. And on the way back Dante stopped and bought some fried chicken for dinner, just for a change. He was sure he had her bored o having pizza so often. By the time they got home, it wasn't really that late, but they skipped lunch and went straight to dinner. Perhaps they'd have something else later for dinner. But they were both starving. Dante left the bag of food over the center table in the living room.

"You wanna shower first?" Dante asked.

Trish kept pensive for a moment. "I think so" Trish lowered her look towards her clothing and her body in general. The demons' blood had already dried, but they did have a stench all over them and their clothes were so dirty.

"Alright then" Dante said as they were both about to go upstairs when Dante remembered. "Oh, by the way…" He stopped at the middle of the stairs. "…do you- want what I was giving you before?"

Trish's eyes suddenly sparkled. She slightly raised her eyebrows. "Wha- what is it?" She asked foolishly.

Dante looked at her and smiled. "Something… I'm hoping you like" He said as he took her hands in his.

Trish couldn't help to get nervous all of a sudden. Her heart speeded up in seconds just feeling Dante's hands. She really thought he was finally gonna kiss her. He went down a step and reached his face really close to hers. He then pulled from her hand. "C'mon" He then continued going down the stairs pulling from her to follow him.

Trish surprised. She really wanted him to kiss her. "Where are you taking me?"

"Somewhere…" Dante said simply as he pulled her all the way into the kitchen. He wanted to keep the mystery.

"The basement?" She asked and wondered what was what he could give her in the basement?

Once in the basement, Dante sat Trish on a weight bench and went to get something. He returned and simply stood before her. Trish looked at him expectantly, wondering what it was. He wasn't holding anything, or saying anything. He was too close from her that just at her eye level she had his crotch, and she couldn't help to stare. She hesitated a little. "Are you- it?"

Dante chuckled. "You wish, beautiful" He said seductively.

Trish raised an eyebrow. "You wish"

"C'mon. It's on me" Dante said.

"Well just give it to me" Trish complained.

"Trust me, I'm dying to… but c'mon, let's make this exciting" Dante said. "Touch me" He said softly, staring into her eyes.

"Touch you… where?" Trish wondered. She had him now just as in her dream, in front of her, letting her touch him. Her breathing started to go wild.

"I'll tell you if you're hot or cold" Dante said.

"What?" Trish said confused.

"If you're close then you're warm, closer hot or definitely cold if you're not even close" Dante explained a little.

"Okay. Can I stand up?" Trish asked.

"There's no need" Dante said.

Trish hesitantly moved her arms to touch him. She gulped as she reached her arms to his strong chest. She slowly moved her hands along his chest, feeling his strong muscles. Dante didn't say anything, he just enjoyed feeling her hands on his body, touching him so softly; Trish enjoyed feeling him too. She continued roaming her hands down his abdomen. She could feel through his vest, his strong abs. "You really work out" She said simply.

"I do… yeah" Dante replied.

"You're so strong…" Trish whispered as she moved her hands to his back, thus her body ended up much closer to his. She felt his back and slowly began lowering her hands more.

"Warm…" Dante whispered. He could feel her breasts just at his groin and she kept getting even closer to him. He could feel them pressing against him even more; he was struggling to not get hard.

Trish turned her look up and stared at Dante for moments. He stared at her and couldn't help to imagine her giving him head. He tilted his head back a little as his mind wandered off. Trish noticed this and started feeling how Dante's groin was beginning to get hard. Dante shook his head a little and tried to stop having these thoughts. He felt he was getting hard and Trish would evidently notice. But it was inevitable. His cock was already throbbing and Trish could feel it with her body. She didn't know why but it made her pussy throb as well.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" Dante panted.

Trish didn't reply. It was obvious they were both enjoying it. She just grinned as she lowered her hands more and felt something hard.

"Hot, hot… you're burning, baby" Dante said.

She got her hands on something cold and hard. She grabbed them. "A pair of guns?" Trish said surprised.

"Mhmm…" Dante said. "They belonged to my father"

"Luce and Ombra" Trish read on the pistols. "Light and Shadow, right?"

"Mhmm… just like you. Well, like you used to be. A dark soul that's now filled with light" He smiled and lifted her from the bench. "I can see that light in your eyes now" He whispered.

They stared into each other's eyes passionately. They both felt it was now. Their moment was now. Dante caressed a side of her face and leaned down a little to kiss her. Trish closed her eyes, anxious to feel and taste his lips, when suddenly they both heard someone yelling at the office. Trish hoped he'd ignore that, but then she felt he moved away from her again.

"What is it now?" Dante said upset. They had been interrupted all day long. Why didn't everybody leave them be? He went upstairs. He walked into the office and found a man. It was the customer from earlier today. "Can I help you?" Dante asked annoyed.

"I'm here to pay for your services from earlier today" The man said.

"Oh, I see" Dante said bothered. It was the first time he got upset receiving money. "You got the money?" He asked.

"You didn't say how much" The man replied.

"How much are you willing to offer?" Dante asked.

"I don't know, five?" The man said.

"Hundred?" Dante said.

"Thousand of course" The man replied.

"Okay. Deal" Dante said as he saw the man pulled out a brown paper bag from his jacket.

"Thank you so much" The man said as he handed Dante the money.

"No problem" Dante said careless as he now saw by the corner of his eye that Trish had come up from the basement and was heading upstairs. He wanted to stop her before she'd go into the shower. Why did their moment have to be ruined again? "Well… if that was all…" Dante was trying to kick this man out. He wanted to go after Trish.

The man saw this beautiful woman heading upstairs and figured why Dante was in a hurry. "It was, thank you" He found his way out and closed the door after leaving.

"Trish?" Dante put the money in a drawer of his desk then hurried upstairs. He didn't get a reply and as he got closer to the end of the hall, he could hear water running. Trish was already in the shower. He twisted his lips and resigned himself. He went to have a shower too.

Dante finished his shower and was getting dressed. He didn't really plan to go out so he wanted to wear something comfortable. He put on the same pair of soft trousers he wore the night before, but he couldn't find a clean shirt, so he went downstairs to get one from the Laundry Room. He heard the TV on but Trish wasn't there, nor the chicken. He found it odd. "Trish?" He walked into the kitchen and Trish was in there heating the chicken in the microwave.

"Oh, hey Dante" Trish said as she turned towards him and saw his naked torso. She surprised a little and thought he looked so good.

Dante still had the towel around his neck. It covered part of his chest but it was mostly visible.

Trish saw him going into the Laundry Room then coming out wearing a sleeveless black shirt. He still looked so hot, but she would've preferred to keep staring at him half naked.

"Is it ready? I'm starving" Dante said as he now stared at her better. She now wore a black, short, silky night dress. It simply suited her so fine, and it was very short and barely leaving something to the imagination. And to top it off, in the part of the boobs it was lace and he could almost see through.

"Yeah, I'll take it to the living room, or you wanna eat here?" She asked and noticed how Dante paralyzed staring at her. She grinned. It was exactly what she wanted.

"If you wanna eat in the living room that's fine. You wanted to watch a movie or something?" Dante asked trying to ease his thoughts.

"Yeah, that'd be nice" Trish said. She somehow remembered that stupid test from the magazine and how she thought watching movies was so boring; but come to think of it, it was just perfect. They could be much closer and perhaps cuddle up. And that sounded just perfect.

Dante went to the living room and sat on the large sofa. He put his feet over the center table and took the remote looking for a good movie to watch. He even thought they acted more as a married couple than simply partners, except for the fact that still he couldn't even kiss her, let alone make love to her; but he was dying to.

Trish arrived with the food and placed it over the table next to Dante's feet. She passed over Dante's legs and sat next to him. "I didn't bring any plates, but we don't need them, right?" She asked.

"Nah, that's fine" Dante said as he grabbed a piece of chicken and started eating it. Trish did the same.

Trish started moaning as she ate. "Mmm… it's so good"

"It is" Dante said trying hard not to picture her moaning for other reasons he was dying to make her moan for. "You choose the movie" He handed her the remote.

Trish started switching channels, there weren't many and there were just two movies to choose from. A cowboy movie and a "romantic" movie. Cowboy sounded boring so romantic was the last option.

"I never thought you'd choose a girls movie" Dante chuckled.

"The other one seemed a lot more boring" Trish complained.

"That's fine" Dante said trying to avoid any type of argument.

"You want more" She asked sultrily.

"Yes, please" Dante replied.

"Which piece?" Trish asked.

Dante turned to look at her. "A breast… or two…" Dante said foolish.

Trish raised an eyebrow and handed him the whole bucket of chicken. "Take all you want" She said slyly.

They continued eating and watching the movie and as it advanced more, Dante realized it was not a romantic movie but an erotic one. Dante peeled his eyes. This was gonna be awkward, or helpful, who knows. He tried to avoid staring at Trish, although he wished to know what she was thinking. They finished eating so Dante just laid his arms over the top of the sofa.

Trish just didn't know how to approach Dante, it would have been easier with a horror film or even a romantic one, but this seemed not romantic at all. "Is that romantic?" Trish asked.

A man had just ripped a woman's dress and was banging her against the wall. "Depends on the point of view, I guess" Dante said.

"Really?" Trish raised an eyebrow. "Does it bother you to watch this with me?" She asked.

"Bother? No, not at all. If it doesn't bother you, why would it bother me?" Dante said as he kept his stare on the TV.

"Why are you avoiding me then? You seem tense" Trish said.

"I'm fine" Dante said simply.

After a little while and more sex scenes, Trish broke the silence. "I wanna know something" She said.

"Hm? What's that?" Dante wondered.

"There's been a lot of sex here and still I haven't seen a man's dick, but I've evidently seen even the girls' insides" She complained.

"Men don't like seeing other men's dicks" Dante said.

"Is that my fault?" Trish kept complaining.

"You wanna see the whole thing?" Dante asked.

"Yeah. I wanna see a man's cock. Is that so wrong?" Trish asked.

Dante chuckled. "I guess not" He put his feet down and lowered his arms. "You wanna watch a porn?" He asked.

"You have one?" Trish wondered.

"No. But I can get one tomorrow if you like" Dante said.

"Really? You'd watch it with me?" She asked.

"If you want me too" Dante said as he pulled her closer. "But I can't assure you I won't get a boner"

"A boner?" Trish raised an eyebrow.

"An erection" Dante said foolish.

"I wanna see it now" Trish said slyly.

"What?" Dante said surprised. "I- I'll get it tomorrow"

"Your erection, baby" Trish said as she straddled on his lap wrapping her arms around his neck.

Dante gulped. "You can't see it- if you're- on it" He stuttered a little.

"I wanna feel it too" Trish moaned. "Why do you resist me, Dante? Why don't you want me?" She pouted.

"I don't want to resist you. I want you so much, you have no idea how bad" Dante said as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Then what is stopping you?" Trish whispered. "Is it because I look like your mother?" She asked with a sad expression.

"What? No!" Dante shouted then realized he had been dreaming just as he opened his eyes. They had both fell asleep watching that romantic movie, that boring it was. Trish was asleep on his chest and she hadn't even twitched when Dante woke up jerking, and shouting. He turned to look at her. "Is that what you think?" He whispered. He took a deep breath and embraced her tightly against his chest. He looked at her perfect form and tried to sleep again. He wanted to keep her in his arms so he wouldn't wake her up, but he did turn the TV off. He caressed her hair as he looked at her face for moments. "I don't think you look like my mother" He whispered as he admired her beauty. "If I haven't kissed you yet is just because I need to know you want it too. I don't wanna make you feel awkward. You have no idea how bad I want you" He held her tighter in his arms and sighed. "I've been wanting to tell you this but, I think you should be awake when I do"

What Dante didn't know was that Trish had actually woken up when he did, except she pretended to still be asleep because she wanted to remain in his arms. Knowing this now, made her so happy. But she'd keep pretending and enjoy being in the comfort of his arms. She wasn't sure if it was the fact that they connected quite well or if he was simply made for her. For no matter the position, she felt so comfortable with him and it relaxed her so much as well. She didn't take long to fall asleep again.

Dante lifted his legs and rested his feet over the center table then tried to sleep again. A few hours later, Trish woke up. She was no longer on Dante's chest but on his lap. She felt something hard on a side of her face and almost paralyzed when she thought it should be Dante's cock. She lifted her torso a little and noticed that indeed, it was Dante's cock and it looked so hard. His erection made his groin look like a perfect tent, and Trish couldn't help to feel curious about it. She still wondered if it'd look like in her dream. Her heart speeded up in an instant. She got so nervous, but she definitely wanted to see it, to touch it; the trousers were at maximum stretch, that the simple touch forced them to lower down leaving Dante's cock at full view.

Trish's eyes almost bulged. He wasn't wearing any underwear and she was finally seeing the real thing. Except it was all dark and she couldn't see it perfectly, but she could see it was just like in her dream, even better. "Oh my God…" She gasped.

Dante woke up for the elastic band at the waist had slightly whipped his balls when it forcefully lowered. He surprised to see his dick was at full view and Trish was awake, staring at it intensely. He pretended to still be asleep but his heart rapidly speeded up. He gulped and wondered if Trish would really do something or just stare at it.

Trish felt her pussy throb. She once again reached her hand to Dante's cock and this time she rubbed it all from head to bottom feeling its softness. Dante couldn't help to surprise but he was pleased either way. He felt some lube dripping from his head and Trish noticed this. She touched this sticky fluid that was pouring down from Dante's tip and rubbed it all over the head; it felt even smoother. Trish loved how it felt in her hand and Dante loved it even more. He wanted to moan but he'd give himself away. Trish kept rubbing his cock softly but she felt so wet between her legs and her pussy throbbing even more. So she made up her mind and straddled Dante's lap.

Dante didn't really expect that. He couldn't keep pretending he was asleep, so just when she straddled him resting her arms over his shoulders, Dante opened his eyes. "What are you doing?" He asked in a whisper.

"Dante…" Trish gasped. "… I just…" She didn't know what to say. She had just been caught. "…I…" She didn't hesitate anymore and kissed him desperately, hoping he would just go along.

Dante surprised but he responded to her passionate kiss and wrapped his arms around her waist. They both started moaning into each other's mouths, feeling their bodies arousing more and more within seconds.

The kiss made Trish feel so many things, her heart was pounding like mad, her breathing was simply out of control and she felt Dante was experimenting just the same as she was.

They stopped kissing for a moment and looked into each other's eyes deeply. Their eyes sparkled with a characteristic light. They were both panting.

"Trish, I…" Dante said panting strongly. His cock had turned even harder and even Trish could feel it throb so badly.

"Dante…" Trish moaned. "…make love to me"

Dante kept staring into her eyes. "Is this a dream?" He foolishly asked.

"I hope not, 'cause if it is I don't wanna wake up…" Trish gasped and kissed him again.

The kiss turned very passionate in seconds. Dante reached his hands under her dress, feeling the soft skin of her legs. He slowly reached them to her ass and slowly lifted her to lay her down on the sofa. He stopped kissing her lips to roam them throughout the rest of her perfect body. He started kissing her neck and lowered more to her chest. He caressed her breasts and started kissing them slowly as he lowered the top of her dress.

"Oh Dante…" Trish moaned enjoying the moment and all these new sensations.

"Oh Trish… I… I love you" Dante said in a whisper.

"I kept trying to resist you but… I just couldn't anymore. I love you… I… want you so much" Trish said with a pleading face.

Dante took off her tiny thong. He softly spread her legs and put himself upon her. He leaned down to kiss her again. Their lips met once again in a soft kiss. Dante guided his cock to her opening and tried to force his way inside. He introduced just the tip and kept moving his hips softly until he felt it penetrate more and he simply ram it all in.

"Ah-ha…!" Trish moaned loud as she felt all of Dante's cock inside her. "…Dante…"

Dante kept moving his hips softly trying to make this the most pleasant possible for both. He started kissing her again, then lowered to her neck kissing softly to let her moan more openly. He took her hands in his and pulled her arms above her head.

After a while, he felt Trish was enjoying it more; she started moving her hips, synchronizing them with his, making it more pleasurable. Then she started moving faster and her breathing speeded up.

"Oh Trish…" Dante moaned as he increased his speed as well.

"Dante… ahh… ahh…" Trish's moans turned deeper; she was just at the verge of climax. Her moans came out naturally, she couldn't help it, nor control them. She moaned loud and louder as she came. Her inner muscles tightened around Dante's cock, squeezing it so strongly.

"Ahh… ohh… Trish…" Dante couldn't hold it any longer and came just as she finished.

Trish felt how he spewed something inside her and how his cock pulsated strongly as it did. She loved the feeling. Dante kept inside her for a little longer, then he just pulled it out. He kept upon her and he looked into her eyes smiling lovingly.

"What?" Trish asked in a whisper as she smiled back.

"It's just… I never thought our first time would be here on the couch" He mocked a little. "A bed would've been more comfortable"

"Maybe…" Trish said grinning. "…but I loved it anyway"

Dante looked at her with such seducing stare as he whispered and grinned. "Me too…" He reached his lips to hers and kissed her again so passionately.

Trish wrapped her arms around his neck, then Dante got on his knees and managed to sit up on the sofa now with Trish on his lap. They started moaning so aroused.

"Did you think this was gonna happen?" Trish asked as she parted her lips from his for a moment.

"I hoped" Dante said simply as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

"And why didn't you do or say anything before?" Trish wondered.

"Because I… didn't know how you felt about me and I didn't want to ruin things and lose you…" He said as he turned his look down, avoiding her stare now.

"Dante…" Trish took him by the cheeks and lifted his face, looking into his eyes. "…it was I who wasn't sure of your feeling for me. Every time that you changed your mind about kissing or touching me, I thought that you just couldn't love me as a woman because I…"

Dante interrupted her. "You don't. Not even a little"

"But in Mallet Island you said…" Trish was saying.

"I know what I said" Dante insisted.

"And I saw her picture" Trish insisted too.

"Still, you're not her. And I've never seen you as her. I've always seen you as you. You are unique, my sexy devil Trish" Dante said lovingly.

Trish couldn't help to smile. "Yours?" She asked raising an eyebrow.

"Mine and only mine" Dante said sensually as he stared at her lips. He reached a hand to a side of her face and pulled her closer into a kiss.

It started first as a slow kiss but very passionate. Dante moved his hands to her back and slowly slid them down till he reached her hips.

"I love you Trish…" He whispered between kisses.

Trish stopped kissing him for a moment. She took him by the cheeks again and stared deep into his eyes.

"…since the very first time I laid my eyes on you" Dante continued.

Trish smiled and kissed him again. "I love you too, Dante" She said panting, not wanting to stop kissing him. She took off his shirt and stared at his perfect nude chest; she reached her hands to feel it.

Dante just stared at her touching him with desire, he grinned. He pulled down the shoulder straps from Trish's night dress uncovering her perfect breasts completely. Trish eyed him sensually and watched him arouse just by looking at her. She not only watched him, she could feel him getting even harder making her pussy throb again.

"Oh Dante…" Trish moaned as she saw and felt Dante reaching his lips to her hard nipples. He started sucking on them. Trish rubbed her pussy against Dante's cock He could feel her throbbing with desire.

Dante moved his hands to her hips and lifted them a little, guiding his cock to her opening. He introduced just the tip and let Trish do the rest.

Trish wrapped her arms around his neck and slowly began sinking her hips on his dick, feeling it penetrate her inch by inch so slowly until it was completely inside her. "Oh Dante…" Trish moaned as she continued moving her hips up and down slowly.

Dante kept kissing her breasts and sucking on them while his hands squeezed her ass and moved along with her.

"Ahh… Dante…" Trish moaned deeply as she kept moving her hips slowly.

"Oh Trish…" Dante moaned as he enjoyed her moves. "…oh baby, yeah… like that"

They kept enjoying each other for a while, filling the living room with pleasurable moans, until Dante felt Trish moving faster and her moans turning deeper.

"Ah- ahh-ha- ahh…" Trish moaned loud while Dante gripped her by the ass holding her as he pounded her faster and stronger. "… oh Dante… oh right there… yes!"

"Ah… ahh…!" Dante moaned deeply as he finished.

Their breathing was completely out of control. Trish kept embracing him by the neck as she tried to control her breathing. She rested her head over his shoulder.

"Oh… oh-ah…" Dante panted trying to recover his breath as well. He embraced her and kept her against his chest. "… I dreamed of you" He said still panting.

"I know" Trish replied grinning.

"Do you?" Dante wondered.

"You woke me up when you woke up almost screaming" Trish said simply.

"Oh…" Dante said shyly. "…so you heard all I said"

"Mhmm… that you wanted me as bad as I wanted you" Trish whispered.

"Do you dream of me?" Dante asked.

Trish straightened up on him and stared into his eyes. "Do I dream of you?" She repeated. "I hadn't till this morning"

"So, it was I in your dreams? What happened in your dream?" He wondered curious. He remembered she said she couldn't stop thinking about it. "Are you gonna tell me now?"

"Well… I've always been attracted to you, I kept trying to resist you, but it was until this morning that after that dream I just… couldn't resist anymore. I wanted you so bad" Trish said with dreamy eyes, staring at the ceiling.

"You still haven't told me what happened" Dante insisted.

"Nothing really" She returned her stare to Dante. "But I dreamed with your… she lowered her stare to his groin.

Dante just raised an eyebrow and chuckled.

"It was so perfect, I wanted it but I woke before we could actually do anything" Trish said twisting her lips.

"And now that you've seen it and felt it and still have it inside you… is it better than in your dream?" Dante dared to ask.

Trish eyed him sensually. "Honestly… a lot better"

Dante just grinned. "Good" He chuckled. "I might have had something to do with that"

"With what? My dream?" Trish wondered.

"Yeah. I wanted so badly to be in your dreams, I thought so much about it that it actually happened" Dante said pensive.

"Well… I loved it. You were on my bed, holding me from behind. I wasn't sure when you got in but I could feel all of your body pressed against mine…" She said still with dreamy eyes. "What happened in your dream?" Trish wondered. "I mean, I know I must have asked if I looked like your mother, but what happened?"

"Well, I didn't realize it was a dream until I woke up. I was dreaming just what we were doing, watching that movie right here, but this movie was- an erotic movie and you started asking things and suddenly straddled me and said you wanted to see it. I had mentioned a porn and said 'I'll get one tomorrow' and you said, 'no, your erection baby' and then I said 'how do you want to see it if you're on it…'"

Trish giggled. "Like right now?"

"Well… I wasn't inside you yet, but yeah, sort of…" Dante said jokey.

"So, when was that mother part?" Trish wondered.

"Well, you started asking if I didn't want you, why I resisted you and finally said if it was because you looked…" Dante was saying.

"Right, and that's when you woke up" Trish said.

"Mhm…" Dante nodded.

Trish pulled Dante closer still with her arms around his neck. "Is that porn still on?"

Dante chuckled. "If you want" He said slyly.

"Sounds like fun" Trish said.

"Alright" Then we have a mission tomorrow" Dante said.

"Hm?" Trish wondered.

"Getting a porn and watching it together" Dante said.

"Oh… yeah" Trish said with a giggle.

"Do you want to sleep here or upstairs?" Dante asked.

"Well, I'm very comfortable here, if you don't mind" Trish said sensually.

"You wanna sleep with my dick inside you?" Dante asked but he knew the answer already.

"Mhmm…" Trish just nodded and swayed her hips a little. "Is it comfortable for you too?"

"Well, you're not heavy and you have it inside you, so yeah, it's comfortable. For a while, that is. Might wake up numb or something…" He said foolish.

"Dante!" Trish said as she slightly hit him on a shoulder.

"Relax! But I'd do anything for you. C'mon" He pulled her head towards his shoulder. "Let's have some sleep"

"Okay…" Trish whispered.

Dante caressed her back and her arms and started stroking her hair; she fell asleep in seconds then he eventually fell asleep too with a smile on his face. Even in his dreams he was happy. He couldn't hide it. Having Trish now in body and soul made him complete. And to think all these past weeks he had been resisting her charms and restraining himself from his desires. When it was just a matter of letting things happen, going with the flow. Accepting their feelings openly and just opening the door to love.

Fortunately for them, it was a dream what gave them the final push to let things happen. But no dream compares to real life and now they wanted to live their dreams together. From now on they wouldn't hold back anything. Although, now that Dante knew he had the power to be in her dreams, he wanted to use that power more often. Their story was just beginning.


AN: so did you like this? more ways of Dante and Trish getting together. That's what the stories will mostly be about, but you can expect anything from these stories. Hope you stay with me till the end of this challenge.

Please review and let me know if you liked. Till next chapter! ;)