A/N: Alright, just got one more to take care of tonight, also I forget in-between chapters just how much I like this one. Btdubs, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year and all that jazz, even though it'll be a week after by the time you guys see this, I'm going to throw it up on here anyway!

Disclaimer: I don't even own my own home, why do you guys think I'd own DMC?

Time

It'd been several months since that warm day by the fire and Vergil was no closer to leaving than he had been on that first day. In fact it would probably be even harder to leave now. Plus the more he thought about it, the more he found less reasons to leave and more and more to stay. He did what he could to help out around the house, as Amelia's job didn't provide much in the way of money, he felt more than a bit like a housewife and often thought about trying to sign on with the Order but Amelia had other feelings about that.

"It'd be too difficult, you'd have to forge a bunch of documents stating that you'd been within the community for a long time and you stick out a bit too much for that to be easy…" He still considered it, it would be something to occupy his time, something other than hunting down smaller devil's in the woods behind her home, as that was wearing a bit thin. He was laying on their now shared bed reading a book one evening when Amelia came in, she'd been taking care of a few last minute things for work the next day and sighed as she crawled between the covers to join him, curling along his side and he was forced to look over her head to continue reading his book. She turned to head to look at what was keeping his attention and then sighed.

"That ones a bit out of my league," she said, referring to the demonic text "what does it say?" Vergil sighed, finishing the page, placing his bookmark and setting the text aside.

"It's ballads of the first king of-" he was cut off by her lips on his own, pressing forward into him, taking him by surprise. He kissed back after a moment and when she pulled away there was the glint of mischief in her eyes.

"Yes? And?" He blinked a couple times, trying to get his bearings.

"The first king of the demonic world and how he rose to-" He was slightly more prepared this time as she pressed forward once again, this time wrapping her hand into his hair and tugging lightly at the strands. He growled in the back of his throat when she tried to pull away.

"You were saying?" she asked, pressing light kisses into his skin, her hands sliding up underneath the thin cotton shirt that he'd worn to bed. He growled again and flipped them over, looking down at her with eyes aglow before leaning down to capture her lips again.

"You minx." he whispered against her neck, the sound of the demonic tongue sending shivers down her spine. Their lips and tongues had a war of their own for a few minutes before they pulled away from one another. He leaned back, trying to catch his breath, excited and caught up in the moment but he still had to ask

"Are you sure this is okay?" Amelia's eager nodding and breathed

"Yes." Was all the answer that he needed before he leaned down once more to shower his clever human with kisses and gentle bites.

-Rise-

The pair slept until Amelia's alarm went off and she groaned, slapping at it until it momentarily stopped. There was a soft sigh behind her as Vergil's arms wrapped tighter around her bare waist. She blushed despite the knowledge of what they'd done the night before.

"If you don't get up now, it's just going to go off again. I can't guarantee the survival of your clock after that." the half devil said softly behind her. His breath tickling the back of her neck. She smiled and rolled over, kissing his forehead gently before rising, gooseflesh prickling along her skin as the cold air struck her. She didn't normally take a shower in the mornings but the slightly grimy feeling of dried sweat on her skin changed her mind. When she dressed for work that day she was actually thankful of the hood, no one would be able to see the blush along her cheeks as little things would remind her of his touch and her face would feel like a heat lamp all over again. Ashley certainly noticed but it only took a few select words for her best friend to know exactly what had happened.

"You didn't?!" she hissed as they took their break. The blush on her face was enough answer, visible in the lit cafeteria despite the hood. "You did!" her friend giggled and then leaned in. "Well… was he any good?"

"Um… well I don't…"

"Did you like it?" her friend asked instead. All Amelia could do was nod with a small smile

"Ooh… I'm quite jealous. So have you introduced him to your family, tried to set anything up?"

"Set anything up?"

"Y'know," Ashley pointed at Amelia's ring finger and the brunette blushed even harder.

"No!" she hissed and her friend laughed softly.

"You two have already… y'know, and you're worried about that?" She shook her head "You better bring him before your family, you don't want them to find out that he's just been staying with you because you have a… thing going on." Amelia wasn't sure that her face could get any redder.

A/N: Alright, I know this is a bit short this week, I'm sorry, also should I bump up the rating and add in the juicy stuff or should I leave it as is? Or should I post it up separately?

Till next time,

-Winged Element