You know what, screw this. From now on I'm not going to be a baby and I'll go all out with my story. Expect to see more detail and longer chapters. Thank you for your time so please R&R!

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Soul

I can't believe how many times I have to write my name out! Paper after paper! It can get quite boring after the first time I sign, even though I started out quite happy. Yes, very happy about finally getting this Guilty Pleasures night club started. All I had to do was sign a couple thousand papers.

Anyways, I finally got to meet my nephew, Dante. And I found out that Nelo Angelo, who's real name is Vergil, was my first-born nephew. Both of them are quite loyal. They went out yesterday to find this Herokii kid to fill in a job and well, they found him. Right now I'm just waiting for him to arrive. It's been a long day and Dante said he would be here today, though, he's a bit late.

The door to my office creaked as it opened, signaling that Herokii finally arrived. "Sit down," I told him. I heard the squeak of the chair in front of my desk as the kid sat down. I relinquished my hold on the pen and let it drop onto the papers underneath and I took a good look at the newcomer.

The kid looked nervous in an adorable way, almost like he was scared of being interviewed. Of course, I'm not into humans, no. But... something about him has already caught my interest, besides his pure white hair. His eyes... they were pure gold, unseen for any human. Those eyes darted around the room waiting for me speak.

I gave him a smirk, showing trying to intimidate him with my pointy fangs. I really don't think he noticed. "Herokii Dokuekihebi?" I asked him with interest in my voice. He nodded, waiting for me to continue. "What does your last name stand for?" That was really random and set him off guard. I just wanted to know because most Japanese names had a meaning to them. He glared at me; the evil look sent shivers down my spine, the fact that his eyes weren't normal didn't help. "Sorry, I was just curious. Anyways, my nephew, Dante, told me that you don't have a job."

"At the moment. I could find another job other than yours." He snapped. He probably wasn't in the best of moods for an interview for a job. In fact, he looked like he just got out of bed and ran all the way here.

"Highly unlikely." I replied. "Anyways, I need someone to clean the tables and dishes every morning after the nightclub has opened. I thought you would be best for the job."

He pressed his lips into a thin line and opened his mouth again just to say "Depends on how much I get in return."

"I'm not sure what I'll be able to give you but you will get paid some way or other." All kinds of opportunities were hanging over my head that I had to choose from. The only problem I had at the moment was choosing the perfect one and the fact that there were similar opportunities obviously isn't helping me.

"What are you going to give me and how much of it?" He said calmly this time. For a second, the idea of having a sexual relationship with a male human came to mind, but, as soon it had appeared it disappeared. But, it left something behind.

"Let's just say you'll crave more of it once you get a taste of it," I gave him an even bigger smile to hide the blush I felt crawling up my cheeks. The vision that had crossed my mind a moment earlier had a major impact on my body. I could already feel my cock growing between my legs, a thick erection pressing against the front of my pants.

"What will I be getting?" He asked again, obviously annoyed. He had crossed his arms and the pads of his fingers were pounding on the opposite arm.

"Want a sample right this moment?" I asked him, excitement had just rushed through me.

"I'm not here to play your games! I want to know ASAP!" He yelled. I moved around the desk slowly, hesitant and thankful that I my erection wasn't yet detected. I leaned back on my desk and looked him in the eye.

"Are you... positive?" I asked him again with a husky voice.

Surprise crossed over his face and visibly shifted in his seat uncomfortable with the way I just talked to him. I was sure that he would reply 'no' but I had a feeling he ignored his gut instinct because he needed the job. He braved up and straight replied. "Yes." That was my perfect chance.

I pinned him to the chair and resting my knee between his thighs, brushed my lips against his as he struggled to hold in a whimper. Before I could go any further though, he snapped back to reality and shoved me off of himself. I immediately let go of him and stood. We looked at each other, me a surprised look and him an evil death-glare. And, after a few moments of silence, Herokii all of a sudden bowed his head, his long bangs hiding his face. Then his mouth began to move silently. I leaned in closer hoping to catch what he was saying.

"Sorry..." He whispered.

"Sorry for what?" I asked him confused at his reaction to my kiss. "You didn't do anything wrong."

"It's not that I'm not gay..." He said, his voice even quieter now, almost so quiet that I need to press my ear against his lips to hear what he is saying.

"You're afraid, aren't you?" I said in a mock-caring voice.

"..." The teen didn't reply. Instead he decided to sit there and stare at his hands. Not once did he look up at me.

"Of what?" I pressed on. What was the big deal? It was just a simple kiss. The boy doesn't have to act so withdrawn like I just abused him.

"I was told... I could get diseases from even touching others." I looked at him in disbelief. "And... well... I want the person who makes out with me to actually stay with me and wouldn't consider me a one night stand."

"Well, now. Just to let you know, I'm demon. Therefore, I can't get a disease or even spread diseases." He gave me a side-long glance from underneath his bangs. I sent him one of my famous smirks. The same smirk that my nephew, Dante, has apparently inherited.

"And?" He asked me, hope in his quiet voice.

"As for one night stand..." I shifted to my other foot hoping this wouldn't ruin the one chance I have. "I'm a demon. Demons switch their mates whenever they feel like it."

Our eyes met and my fears were confirmed. He didn't like what he heard. "Well then. Guess you'll have to find someone else for the job."

He stood, brushing harshly against me, a weak attempt to hurt me. I watched as he walked briskly out the office door and slammed it shut.

I have never been turned down before and I'm not about to get turned down now.

Quickly I opened the door and strode to the exit where Herokii was about to reach. My body blocked him from opening the front doors to the club. He gave me another death-glare through his bangs and I crossed my arms in reply.

"What the hell do you want?" He asked, his bright gold eyes not once blinking.

"You." I replied before I grabbed him and pulled him to me. He wrestled to free himself, forgetting that I'm related to Dante; that I had superhuman strength. I rested my forehead against his, an affectionate gesture, and he froze in place. I watched as his eyes went wide and he breathed in deeply, holding his breath as if a single breath could tip the scale of good and evil. I gave him a soft smile this time and gave him my honest thoughts. "Demons can change too, you know."

And with those few little words, he relaxed in my arms. I let go of him and he stood there, not moving. At least, not before the tears started falling. He sobbed loudly and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. Oh how I felt guilty at that moment for making him cry. I picked him up and cradled him to my chest. He held on to my shirt and buried his face into the crook of my neck. That small body of his was shaking like a miniature earthquake.

This is the perfect opportunity.

The stairs were a little ways off from where I was standing but that wasn't going to stop me. I clutched Herokii closer to me and made my way up the wooden steps to the second floor. When I got to the door to my room I shook the teen gently in my arms. "Do you think you can stop crying long enough for me to open the door?" But, of course, he stopped crying as soon as started up the stairs so, technically, it was pointless to ask. He clutched my shirt as I tried to make him stand and he whined. "You're acting like a child." I told him. He let go and gave me the biggest frown I had ever seen. I gave him just the opposite: A large grin as I opened the door. "Come on, kiddo. Time for daddy to make love." He backed away when I reached for him. "What's wrong now?" A quick shake of the head was all he gave me. I successfully grabbed him this time.

"I just met you!" Herokii was obviously nervous. "Besides, I'm still a virgin! I don't know how guys have sex either!" His lips were pressed into a thin line again, a gesture I've started to look foreword to.

"And you're afraid that you might not like what you see and that I wouldn't like you either." I said matter-of-factly. I've started to read him like a book.

"..." The silence was a key pointer that I hit the jackpot. A few moments passed and he was still standing there; obviously not sure if he should or not.

"Don't worry. If you'd like, we can shut off the lights before we take off our clothes and screw each other in the dark." I replied. He thought about it for a few and then replied.

"No." He said. "I want my first time to be the best." His voice wavered in and out of that sentence.

"So that means 'Yes'?"

He shifted his weight and his eyes wondered around the hall. I slid one of my hands down his back and pulled him toward me again. I brushed my lips against his and he let out a soft sigh. As most people would, I immediately took the opportunity and slid my tongue into his open mouth. The teen jumped at first but leaned into the kiss, deepening it to the point that our tongues started to dance. He held on to my shirt with both hands, afraid to do anything else. Sooner or later our tongues got into a heated battle for dominance. My free hand found it's way to the back of Herokii's neck and pressed him further into the hollow of my mouth. He was loosing the battle and he knew it but he was persistent. In the end, he exhaled sharply when I succeeded.

I ended the kiss and let my mouth hover over his closed lips. "You aren't supposed to hold your breath when you kiss, Herokii." I told him. He gave me a huff in reply, the air blowing straight across my lips and chin. I gave him a chuckle and pressed my lips against his again, this time a lot softer. He gave me a little inner groan that sounded almost like a hum. He was going to enjoy what I had in store for him.

I slid my hand down his back and below, picking him up so that his feet dangled at my sides. He wrapped his arms around my neck and leaned into the light kiss, his body pressing fully against mine. My shirt was thin enough that I felt his growing need against my stomach. He finally broke the kiss and rested his head in the crook of my neck again.

I slid through the door to my room and lightly closed it, trying not to drop Herokii after I finally got him to submit. I found my way to the bed and laid Herokii down on it; me on top of him. He gave a moan and I realized that his erection now pressed tightly against my stomach.

Herokii's arms were still wrapped around my neck so I directed his hands back to clutching my shirt so that I could undress him. He didn't protest so I continued to undress him. The buttons on his dress shirt were small and hard to actually grip; I was about ready to pull his shirt off. Every few buttons I stopped to kiss the skin I had just exposed, earning a few moans and whimpers from the fragile teen beneath me. Once I finished unbuttoning his shirt, my hands were free to roam. I slid my hands up his chest and caressed his nipples with my thumb before nibbling on them as I pulled him into my mouth. Those little sounds he was making made me so hard that I felt like I would burst, just the image of us two naked and intertwined made it far much worse. But I wouldn't stop to relieve myself. I was going to show him that I was in complete control and that he was helpless to stop me.

The teen gripped my shirt so hard that it almost ripped off my back. I took his wrists and pinned them above us; he struggled to get them free. "Herokii..." I sighed against the nape of his neck and he stopped moving. We laid there for awhile; daring not to move. And then I could feel the teen beneath me relax. I kissed him on the lips again and, just as before, he opened his mouth to let me in. As the kiss got deeper and more intimate, I ground myself against him and he gave a slight whimper as pleasure shot through him. I broke the kiss.

I slid his unbuttoned shirt off of him, exposing pale skin to my hungry touch. The look I gave him made his cheeks turn a bright red. I lifted myself off of him and unbuttoned his pants; the brush of my finger sent another wave of pleasure through Herokii's body. I gave him another glance as he moved his arms to shield his chest from my gaze. Sliding my hand into the teen's jeans, the zipper gave why, allowing my hand almost-free movement. My hand slid further down and I realized that they teen wasn't wearing any underwear. That saved me a lot of time. I cupped his erection and his hands moved from his chest to grip my shirt, pulling me back on top of him. I slipped my hand back out and he whimpered, craving more of what is soon to come.

Herokii unbuttoned the top button of my business shirt. Obviously he wasn't afraid anymore. I positioned myself so he could take off my shirt without having any troubles and he moved faster; before I even realized it he had rid me of my shirt. His fingers traced a few feint battle scars, almost invisible to the eye. I could feel myself getting bigger as he traced the same scars again and again; my pants now tight against my crotch. I had to hold to my sanity and patience.

The teen finally lost interest in my scars and his hands trailed lower down to my stomach where he inserted the tip of his finger into my belly button. It was a strange sensation. If felt weird but at the same time, pleasurable. It sent butterflies through my stomach.

I grabbed his hand and leaned forward brushing my lips against his as he closed his eyes. I nuzzled his neck, trying to calm myself down before I rip our clothes off and fuck him senseless. He knew I was trying to calm down and he tried to help. He held me to him and layed his cheek against the side of my head. I actually started to enjoy it; I could lose myself just by being in his arms.

After awhile, I finally calmed down and he let go of me. He didn't mess with my belly button anymore and instead went lower. The teen hesitated, his hands hovering over the buckle of my pants. I waited for him to move, to show signs that he would like to go further. Nah. He didn't move. Sighing, I slid my hand over his and pressed it against the front of my pants. Not only did a blush cross his cheeks but it seemed to travel to his ears too. The same lust clouding his eyes held there as he stared where his hand was. A small smile slowly played upon his lips as he grabbed hold of the rim of my pants. His other hand quickly unbuttoned them and, as I had, slid his hand down through the opening. His smile didn't fade as he continued to slide his hand further down, reaching my hard erection. I gasped as that smaller hand wrapped around me, lightly squeezing as he slid his hand up and down. Stars danced behind my eyes, I could feel myself getting even harder. I snatched his hand out of my pants and roughly kissed him.

I had had enough. I can't wait any longer. I need him now!

My pants were too tight for what we were doing. I stripped him of his jeans and slid my hand down his bare legs, feeling the soft skin beneath the pads of my fingers. He was completely exposed, showing me everything that I imagined earlier. At the moment, I wasn't in the mood to take my pants off, even though they were so tight on me I could barely move without pleasure washing through me.

One finger slid into his entrance and he hissed. Two fingers and his face cringed; he was biting his bottom lip. I could only imagine the pain he was in. I even hesitated to insert another finger, so, instead I moved my fingers in and out of him, trying to widen his small entrance. He clutched my arm that pinned him to the mattress, and started breathing heavily. Tears were starting to trail down his face. I withdrew my fingers so the teen could relax for a moment or two before we go further.

The teen wiped the water from his eyes. "Sorry." He said. "It just hurt..."

I couldn't help but smile at him. Herokii really was a virgin and I was the one who was going to take away that innocence.

I brushed my lips against the pale skin of his chest. This was it. If we didn't stop he could lose his virginity forever. But he didn't want to stop. He wanted more. He wanted me.

His hands found their way back to my pants again and he attempted to remove them without exposing himself further as if I hadn't seen anything. He failed to do so and left me to do it for myself and, in any case, I did. My erection was finally released from it's hold, completely exposed to the teen beneath. It didn't bother him however; he was completely relaxed by now.

I slid myself over him, readying myself to enter him. He clutched my arms, showing that he was waiting and that he could take it. I didn't believe he could but I entered slowly watching his face cringe as my body almost jerked in pleasure from the tightness surrounding my erection. I had to wait. His body needed to get used to my intrusion or it would hurt for him. Slowly, very slowly, his face returned to normal. Herokii started to breath in and out, trying to calm himself down, to not let the pain get the best of him. My lips brushed against his, to reassure him that he was going to be okay, that he wasn't going to be in pain for very long. I slid further inside of him, pausing for the teen below me to get used to it. When I was the deepest I could be inside of him I started to move in and out, trying to find that perfect spot. If demons had it, surely human males did too.

Herokii gasped. Jackpot. I finally hit it; his pleasure spot. Now that I found out where it is, I'm going to have fun with him. I withdrew from him and then slammed back in, hitting that spot harshly. He choked from the pain but soon groaned in immense pleasure. His hands had somehow found wound around my back, pinning me to him.

I decided to use slow thrusts, just to see his reaction. And what a sight it was to see. The teen writhed beneath me, arching his back and throwing back his head in a weak attempt for more pleasure. One slow thrust after the other...but I had to stop. I could feel my release coming and he wasn't even near his. I wanted him to come first. Finally, to his relief, I quickened my pace. I was faster than any human being; I was a demon. It didn't take long after that for Herokii to finally meet his release and me, soon following afterwards.

The covers were a complete mess. Covered in sperm and sweat and smelled of intense sex. Something that I missed from the demon world; all my lovers that I left behind. That's right... I did this for my own pleasure... I withdrew from him and moved off of him. He covered himself almost a little too quick. As I laid down beside him, my arms automatically pulled him to me, even if I was unwilling for them to do so. The cool air from the fan above us almost froze the heavy layer of sweat on my body. I buried myself under the covers with him and waited as he fell asleep. I struggled to fall asleep too but ended up watching his sleeping form, his face calm and tranquil.

I knew; if I didn't fall asleep soon...that I would have to face a guilt trip when I was already tired.

TBC…

Finally! Geeze! I didn't think it would ever be done. And I'm sorry it took this long to update it. I'm so embarrased about the sex part. I always am when I type it... I mean when I write it I'm just fine because I think no one is going to read it but then I put the first chapter on fan fiction and realize that, since I did that, I have to type up the sex scene too. But, funny thing is, I never wrote this chapter down. It just straight out came out of my head.

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