***Warning***
Chapter may contain strong language, violence, mention of traumatic events including loss of a child, and explicit sexual scenes.

Mature audiences only.

Chapter 10: Control

20 December 2014

Alexis

I sat in the coffee shop, looking out at the snow-covered streets. It had snowed twice since the meeting with the Devil May Cry team and the brethren. It had gotten rough in the house with Sages return. We never usually spent that much time together as a group or that cooped up. Sage and I had gone rounds yesterday morning and I had locked myself in the attic to relax. With Nero playing babysitter, it had been much easier to keep Sage calm. She had been flirting with him nearly nonstop, talking in low whispers and giggling.

I had gotten up before anyone else this morning and snuck out. Being cooped up had never sat well with me and I needed fresh air. Vergil had gone on a job the morning after the meeting, and I missed him. I sipped my coffee as I watched the people around me. The bell jingled over the shop door, and I looked up, meeting the worried blue eyes of the half demon himself. Worry turned to anger as he strode to my booth and took a seat. I gave him a slightly amused look as I soaked in the warmth of the cup.

"Looks like you found me." I said softly.

Vergil's lip curled in a silent growl. I had seen him calm and cold before. But the stillness and the rage in his eyes was something even I was slightly scared of. I took a final sip of my coffee and shrugged my jacket back on, doing up the large buttons and slipping my scarf over my head. I slipped out of the booth, hands in my pockets as I walked out. Vergil followed like a shadow, so close I could feel his breath on my hair. As I went to cross the street to head home, a hand gripped my wrists and tugged me the other way.

Vergil's iron grip made me walk a little faster to keep up with him. His free hand pulled his phone out of his pocket, and he placed a call. I wasn't able to hear much as we walked quickly, making out the words 'she's safe' as he pulled me along. The Devil May Cry building came into view as we rounded another corner. He tugged me inside, shutting the door behind us. I gasped as my back hit the door hard and a hand pressed to my throat. Vergil's icy blue eyes were locked to mine.

"Let. Me. Go." I said in a firm, hushed tone.

"You… You do not get to speak. Not when I received a phone call this morning that you were missing, and I had to rush back here to find you." He snarled, the pressure on my throat tightening enough to make me whimper.

"Please. Let me go and we can talk." I said as my left hand gripped his wrist.

Vergil dropped his hand, turning away from me. I rubbed my neck a bit as I stepped into the office space. Vergil was visibly angry in a way I had never seen before, and I didn't know what to expect from him. He sighed, running a hand through his hair as he turned to face me. His eyes were still raging but his neutral mask had returned. I moved to sit on the edge of his desk, crossing my legs and my arms.

"I needed to get out of that house, or I was going to kill my sister." I said, voice full of sass.

"You left without escort. You know we all agreed that none of you should be left alone. Do you want to end up like Noelle, in a puddle of your own blood? Because none of us are skilled enough to save you."

"Don't you dare scold me like a child. Why in the hell do you even care?"

"Because you are mine." He snarled, approaching me, and gripping my chin between his index finger and thumb. "I told you before, little brat. You are mine. I will not let you get hurt because you are foolish enough to sneak out alone when I am two hours out of the city."

I frowned and looked down at the floor. His comment about Noelle hit a nerve. He tilted my face, his eyes glancing over my face and down my neck. He hadn't gripped tight enough to leave marks and I couldn't read the look in his eyes. His hand fell away as he released me. I glanced up at him, my features softening as he stepped away. I stood from my perch on his desk and stepped to his side, slipping my hand in his as he looked down at me from the corner of his eye.

"Hey… I'm sorry. I just needed an out and everyone was busy. I won't do it again. At least not without telling you."

He simply snorted softly, taking my hand as he headed upstairs. He led me to his room, closing the door behind him as we stepped inside. I felt his hand on my shoulder as he sat me down on the bed. I propped myself up on my hands, crossing my legs. Vergil rested Yamato on a sword stand on a desk in the corner. The dark blue, plush sofa along the wall under the window was the landing place for his jacket and vest. I looked around at the king-sized bed and grey satin sheets. Vergil rummaged in the dresser for a moment before setting clothes on top of it and walking over to me. He knelt down, a gentle hand on my thigh.

"I am going to shower. And then we will go back to your place so I can get some semblance of sleep since I had to rush back here to hunt you down." He said as my eyes met his. "So stay right there until I am done."

"Fine. Since you asked so nicely." I said, rolling my eyes.

Vergil just shook his head and stood, kicking his boots off near his bedroom door and heading for his bathroom. He closed the door behind him as I took the opportunity to unbutton my jacket and take it off with my scarf, laying it on the end of the sofa before returning to the end of the bed and laying back. My blonde hair spilled across the sheets as I listened to the muffled sounds of the water running. I blushed as my mind wandered to dirty things. It was no secret in my mind that Vergil was desirable. He saw through me in ways others couldn't. I spread my arms wide on the bed, my black and white layered tank tops riding up over my navel piercing. I gently kicked off my Ugg boots, letting them thump to the floor quietly.

This room was nothing like what I imagined Vergil would have. The organized space was a given, as it always seemed like he hated a mess. But the walls were painted a light powder blue, and the furniture was all clad in greys or blues. The dark hardwood gave the light grey four poster bed an accented warmth. I felt cozy in this room. I propped myself up on my elbows as I heard the water turn off. It wasn't long after the bathroom door opened, and Vergil stepped back into the bedroom.

I couldn't help but stare at him as he deposited his dirty clothes in a hamper. His towel hung around his neck, clean dark jeans sitting on his hips. His abdominal muscles glistened in the lamp light as a few stray droplets of water slid over the sculpted planes. I could see several faded scars along the toned skin. He smirked and walked towards me after catching my stare. I blushed crimson, falling back on the bed and blowing out a strained breath. I bit my lip as his fingertips grazed over the fabric of my fleece lined leggings. I could feel heat in my core at his gentle touch. His amused smirk came into view as he leaned over the bed, looking down at me.

"Nice to see you can do as you are told, brat." He chuckled.

I stuck my tongue out at him as his gaze traveled down my body briefly. He stepped away and I struggled to sit up. I watched him for a few moments in silence, just enjoying the sight of the man before me. Vergil sat on the plush sofa next to our jackets, eyes meeting mine. I could feel the tension in the room and the need building within me. Something about this man had my body reacting in ways I hadn't really ever felt with past relationships or flings. I sighed and shook my head. Vergil may have claimed me but that didn't mean he shared the same feelings I was discovering I held. I didn't need to complicate things.

I stood up, fixing my tank tops and stepping towards him, leaning over to grab my jacket. Vergil's eyes narrowed and he caught my wrist. I tugged lightly once, a silent request for him to let go but he didn't. I tugged again, closing my eyes as I tried my best not to look at him. He let go this time and I grabbed my coat, turning to head for the bedroom door. I heard the sofa shift as he got up to follow me. A gasp escaped my lips as I was gently spun around and pressed against the wall. Vergil's right hand rested on my waist, his left brushing hair from my face as I met his gaze. His hand cupped my cheek as his lips met mine in a gentle but commanding kiss.

I felt my coat slip from my fingers as Vergil's hand caressed my neck, a light pressure causing me to tilt my head back. His slow, sensual kiss against my lips made my knees feel weak, the softest glide on his tongue answered by me giving him the access he wanted. His hand on my waist shifted up my body, resting on my ribs as his thumb pressed against the underside of my breast. I stiffened slightly, causing him to pull back and look into my cerulean eyes.

"And just where did you think you were going?" he asked, tone dripping with amusement.

"Home…" I whispered breathlessly. "I can walk home alone."

"You were told to stay put. I thought you knew how to be a good girl and listen."

"Contrary to someone's opinion, I am my own person. I can do what I want."

A dark look crossed Vergil's eyes and I swallowed hard. "I told you. You are mine. And I don't think I like this attitude."

"Then do something about it." I challenged, meeting his stare with my own.

That predatory glint returned to Vergil's eyes as his lips met mine once more. This kiss was a bit more forceful and lustier. His hand braced on the wall, Vergil cupped the back of my neck and pressed his body against mine. His knee parted my legs as my hands rested on his bare chest. Our tongues danced briefly before he pulled back and pressed kisses down my jaw and neck. I involuntarily moaned as his teeth grazed over a sweet spot on my collar bone. I could feel his hardened length against my thigh. I exhaled softly, his name on my lips. Something in my tone made him freeze and he looked into my eyes as he brushed his thumb over my bottom lip.

"If I hurt you, you need to tell me. Understood?" he said softly.

I nodded. "Y-yes."

"Then be a good girl. And do as your told." he said darkly.

I opened my mouth to speak but his finger pressed to my lips, silencing me. My body tingled at his touch as his hands glided over my shoulders, chest, and hips. My tank tops slid up and his calloused hands grazed my soft skin. I felt the charm of my navel piercing dangle against my belly as his thumb brushed over it, making sure the fabric didn't catch on it as he lifted the shirts over my head and off my arms. The warmth of my skin against his was welcomed as he dropped my shirts, hands returning to my toned abdomen as he knelt to one knee.

Vergil's lips were soft against my skin, his teeth grazing soft flesh. His hands kneaded supple flesh through the thin, pale pink lace of my bra. I felt him smirk against my skin and looked down at him as his hands traced over the inked patterns on my skin. There beneath my breasts, an intricate cross with roses and vines scattered across my skin. His gentle touch made me shiver as he kissed the rose in the center of the cross. I tilted my head to the side as he looked up at me with a half-smile.

"Now this… I did not expect… The body is a temple, is it not?"

"Temples have artwork. Just look at the stained-glass windows of a church." I retorted.

He raised his brow with a smirk across his lips and I felt a wetness between my thighs. His hands continued down my body, reaching the waistband of my leggings and tugging them down my legs. I felt the butterflies in my stomach as he ran a hand along my left thigh, skimming over the large tattoo of another cross with roses and lace around it. This one had angel wings and stray feathers wrapping around the cross, adorned in pale blue roses. He seemed to appreciate the ink on my smooth skin as he traced along a rose petal. I shifted as he fully removed my leggings, tossing them aside. I could feel heat in my cheeks as his hands traveled my legs and ass. Vergil's touch seemed to set my skin on fire as he kissed along the scars on my right thigh. I felt him go stiff as a soft growl escaped his lips.

His strong arms wrapped around me as he stood, scooping me up and moving to his bed. I felt the cool sheets beneath me as he knelt on the bed, hand on my right thigh. I didn't meet his gaze until his hand tilted my chin towards him. There was a dark lust in his grey eyes, the faint light from the lamp casting a shadow over his cold expression. His hand moved as he leaned in, capturing my lips in a slow kiss. I gasped as his thumb grazed over my panties, earning a smirk from him. He easily shifted us around, flipping me over as he lay on the bed, my legs straddling his hips. A strong hand ran down my spine, unclipping my bra will skilled ease. The lace fell away as our tongues danced. I whined softly when he pulled away, his mouth seeking the pearled nipple of my left breast. I whimpered softly as his right hand squeezed my ass, pulling me closed to his body. I could feel his hard length against my wet panties as I ground my hips against him, earning a groan.

My hands caressed his neck before running through his hair. The sparks between us escalated when he bit down on my nipple, causing a throaty whine to escape me. He slid his free hand between my legs, his fingers moving my panties to the side as he explored. My blonde hair spilled over my shoulders like a curtain. He slid a hand into my hair, cradling the back of my head as he rolled us, pinning me beneath his taller frame. His fingers left my wet folds only to remove the thin lace obstructing his fun. I could see the primal need in his eyes, my own vision hazy with lust. Vergil kissed me again, sliding off of me to stand. I froze. The warmth of his touch was gone, and my mind couldn't fathom what had just happened. Strong hands on my legs pulled me down and I yelped softly in surprise.

That devilish smirk was on his lips as I propped myself up on one elbow to glare at him from where he now knelt at the end of the bed. He only rolled his eyes at my glare and spread my legs, his tongue finding a home in my wet folds. I gasped as he took his time tasting me, the throbbing need between my legs only getting stronger as he teased, sucked, and nipped my clit. I arched my back slightly, the tightness in my core building. Hs slipped two fingers in my tightness, gentle at first as he listened to my soft whimpers and moans. I was nearing an edge quickly, having not had this much stimulation in a while. He must have been able to tell as he pulled away, standing before me with a knowing smirk.

I frowned as a pout formed on my lips. The sound of his belt being undone was the only sound I heard as I pushed myself up on the bed enough to get a better look at him. Vergil stroked his length slowly watching me as my eyes lingered on his broad chest before moving south, drinking him in. I felt my heart skip a beat as he leaned down, kissing me once more. I slid my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. He was gentle as he stepped between my legs, the tip of his arousal teasing at my entrance. I briefly registered his groan as he gently pressed into me, giving me a few seconds to adjust as he stretched my walls. He started slowly, each thrust gentle as he held my body against his. The carnal need between us was devastating as I whispered his name, our bodies fitting together like puzzle pieces. He wrapped his arms around me as I locked my legs around his waist. I moaned as my back lifted from the bed, finding the hard wall seconds later as his pace increased. Sweat slicked over our bodies, the friction between us increasing the heat in our cores. His sudden need was overwhelming as his kissed became demanding and rough. I let him have his way, giving in to each and every touch he gave me.

The rolling pleasure was short lived for both of us, my climax finding me as he buried himself to the hilt inside my body. I felt him tense as I softly cried out his name, his cock twitching as he found his release in the tightness of my walls. He groaned softly, keeping me pinned to the wall as we both tried to catch our breath. My hands hand gripped his shoulders in the heat of the moment and there were small marks from my nails digging into his skin. When he finally had steadied his breathing, he carried me back to the bed, gently laying me down after pulling out of me. I whimpered as he held me to his chest, the satin sheets covering us from the waist down. A chuckle rumbled free from his chest as he stroked my hair with one hand, the other tracing the roses on my thigh.

"Good girl." he teased as he pressed a gentle kiss to my temple.

I gave him a wry look and flicked his chest lightly with my index finger. He simply shook his head and pulled me closer. His musky scent was warm and comforting as I rested my forehead against his neck, his chin nestled against my hair. Vergil did not seem like the type to cuddle and while I was surprised, I appreciated it, nonetheless. His phone buzzed on the nightstand beside the bed at the same time the ringtone for Sage started to play out of my coat pocket on the floor. I sighed.

"I suppose I should get you home." Vergil's tone was soft. "It seems you are needed."

"Nero probably needs a break too." I mused, not wanting to convince myself that we needed to get up.

"Alexis…" He started, tilting my chin up to look me in the eyes.

"Don't… Whatever this was. Whatever you want from this… We can talk about it later. But right now… Right here… If this moment is fleeting, I want to remember it for the way we are now." I told him, my voice earnest.

Vergil looked at me for a long moment, an emotion in his eyes that I didn't recognize. I sighed as I rolled over and sat up, holding the sheet tight to my chest. Vergil's hand slid over my back, his thumb rubbing across my skin in a soothing way.

"Don't pull away from me." His tone was soft yet demanding. There was a hint in his sultry voice that held worry. "Just lie here with me. And we will talk about everything later."

I looked back at him. He was watching me, searching my features for any sign that I would deny him. I took a deep breath and lay back on the bed, letting him roll over on his side and capture my lips once more. I kissed him back, that need for him to hold control over me coursing through my veins. His large hand rested under my breast on my ribs. Our mouths moved in synchronization as he ran his tongue along my lip. When he finally pulled away, I was breathless as I looked into his eyes.

"You are beautiful." I whispered, watching his guard drop as he smiled down at me.

"And you are my angel." he said softly.

Our phones both went off again and I sighed. Vergil rolled over, grabbing his and answering it with a gruff 'What.' It was quiet for a moment before he sighed.

"Alexis and I will return shortly. You can leave when I get there." Vergil said into the phone before hanging up.

I sat up as he put the phone down on the nightstand once more. He turned back towards me and ran a hand through his hair. I couldn't help but feel sad as his smile faded and that cold indifference returned. He jutted his chin towards the bathroom, and I hummed in response.

It was a mere twenty minutes before we were done getting cleaned up and dressed again. Vergil grabbed Yamato and opened a portal, ready to step through. He took my hand and stepped through the portal bringing us to the backyard of the townhouse. Sage stood on the patio; arms crossed over her chest. Vergil walked past her into the house to talk to Nero while I stood face to face with my sister, the few feet between us feeling like miles. The older redhead shook her head and pinched the bridge of her nose.

"I'm sorry Lex…" she started. "But you shouldn't run off like that. We were worried."

"I was fine. I already got the third degree from Vergil. He was more than upset."

"We didn't know who else to call. Dante and the girls are too far out. I didn't mean to make him mad at you." she said somberly.

"No… It's fine. We talked and went beck to the shop so he could shower. I just waited there until he was ready to go."

"And neither of you answered the first time we called?" Sage asked with a cheeky grin.

"My phone was on silent." I said with a shrug as I walked to the patio door.

"Sure. I don't believe that for a second." She chuckled as she followed me inside.

A/N Well at least one pairing has broken the ice a little. Hopefully, they can talk about things. The holiday chapter is up next which will probably be a little longer to encompass both Noelle's birthday and Christmas.

Disclaimer: I do not own Devil May Cry, its characters, or material. This is purely fanfiction.

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