Title: Atavistic (Pt. 2 edit)

Genre: Romance/Supernatural

Author: Backdraft

Rated: R

A/N: Thanks everyone for the replies and comments, as always on and off the site these have been posted. It's a pleasure to know that after such a long time away, my talents are still appreciated.

Disclaimer: Dante and Lady belong to Capcom.

The slow ascension to Lady's old room was aided by being cradled in the arms of Dante. The surroundings, obviously familiar to her, appeared in a haze of distorted and inverted colors, each inanimate object, no matter how insignificant, almost pulsating with some degree of life. She looked up towards the half-breed, his grip on her contrasting the serene world her childhood home had become, making her wish, once again in silence, that such strength will translate as she held him as tight as humanly capable. Lady soon noticed that he was the only thing in her sight that remained its normal form besides herself, further proving the fact to herself by caressing his cheek. He glanced at her for a second before looking back at the path before them, responding to the gesture with a gentle smile. It seemed that in no time they had reached the second floor, Lady looking at the first door to her right. Dante looked towards her, and she returned the stare, nodding towards the door to acknowledge it as their only destination. He complied, and walked along.

Lady closed her eyes, folding herself further into his clasp, hoping that the travel would be quick while praying that all would be finished before his inevitable departure. Not wanting to care about the future, she ran her finger across his bare chest, glad that he had worn the same outfit she had met him in days prior. Her fingers ran in between his pectorals, leaving a drop of sweat wiped from her brow on his chest to feel the same cold draft that she caught, since her pants were still off. She smiled as the draft oscillated in strength, giving her an almost ticklish sensation, and letting her body quiver once more, not just from the breeze, but also from a new form of excitement.

They had made it into her room, which looked as surreal as the rest of the house, but the colors remained normal yet soft. Her bed was the softest visually, as she soon learned that it felt just as wonderful, smiling as she stared at Dante, whose eyes ran all over her body. He remained arched over her while running his fingertips over her stomach, Lady quickly clenched her abs so that he could feel how fit she truly was. Dante's fingers pleasingly danced over her skin, then made their way to her thighs, often placing his entire palm into his tease, all while keeping his eyes locked on Lady's own, which were now filled with a sense of blissful astonishment. She briefly thought about how he had killed with these hands, things that mankind was far from accepting, and now even in this "reality", someone was dying from his touch, only now in a colorful metaphor.

The two slowly leaned towards each other to finally kiss. Dante's left arm, at first acted as a support beam, now slid under her while Lady's wrapped around him. Such a kiss was long awaited, and proved to be even more impressive than imagined back on the recliner. Gripping him harder, Lady grew more passionate in her action, as Dante returned the favor with his hand pressed hard on her back to arch her closer, while his other hand remained free to caress her tender skin, making her moan within his mouth while kissing.

The more intense her kiss, the more she gestured to wanting to go further, as if he didn't know why she felt so restless and tense. Lady, however, knew better. She felt he knew what he was doing to her, heightening her expectancy to the breaking point, and prepared to shatter it by being more than she ever expected or was capable of handling. Just as she finally pulled away to catch her breath, she could now feel her thoughts of Dante come into reality, as if they hadn't already. Taken by surprise, her eyes locked with his again, though now her face was pleasantly twisted with satisfaction, tears rolling down her sweaty face while Dante smiled as his lover's response.

Dante had her at his mercy, now. He stared as hard as she had at him with a solid face, before smirking to one cheek and often stopping his mastered touch. Lady relaxed her body back in his arm, feeling his body and face once more, as she breathlessly remarked with her eyes closed, "Only you could do this to me…"

"We know that's not entirely true," Dante whispered, " but I'm glad I'm here, too…for now."

She caressed his white hair, her fingers pushing against his back to bring him closer.

"Don't waste time, then…take me."