Author's Note: Okay as I'm posting this story, I realized that people who haven't read the original stories before coming here and reading these lemons are not gonna understand the context of the dialogue exchange and thoughts between Dante and his female lovers as much. At the beginning of each chapter, I'm gonna point out which story & chapter that the scene takes place in but it is still up to you guys if you wanna go and read those stories before coming back here that way you guys will have a better understanding of how they are set up and the lemons will have more substance and emotional investment with the relationship. Or maybe some of you are just gonna go ahead and read these semi-one shots any way for the sake of the smut alone which is fine, it is your reading experience.
Okay, here we go, the first love making scene born from a great beloved story. So the love making scene created in this chapter is supposed to be from the Devil May Cry & Dead or Alive story - Dead or Alive 4: The Devil Factor by Damon Black. Right at the beginning of chapter 23.
The girl that is starring in this love making chapter with our lovable demon hunting badass protagonist is the British assassin, Christie. Kind of surprising that out of all the Dead or Alive girls' pants that Dante is able to get into in a fanfiction story, it is Christie. You'd think it would be either Kasumi or Tina who gets the honor since they are the main girls of the series but the first good Dead or Alive & Devil May Cry fanfiction story has Christie be the first girl to get in bed with Dante. It would make sense considering her character.
Even though the writer has Dante meet both Kasumi and Tina first and have Kasumi be able to develop a bond with the Demon slayer while Tina develops a school girl crush on Dante and makes him her self proclaimed boyfriend, Christie and Dante don't cross paths with each other until half way through the story and Christie already throws herself at the Son of Sparda, giving him access to her body. I'm not complaining though, it is good to see Dante gain some form of admiration from multiple girls of the Dead or Alive series.
But I digress. This is my first lemon by the way. Hope it turns out well. If you all have read the story before coming here, then you will know the context, same with the other lemons after this chapter. Hope I have the interaction on point with how it is in Damon Black's story. Enjoy.
Air Planes, one of mankind's greatest achievements. Thanks to the Wright Brothers we have been able to take to the skies and travel all over the globe. No longer are we limited to travel only by land and sea.
Now, plains are used for various purposes. Transporting cargo, shipping, traveling, even warfare. However, it is currently a quiet night. Good for any plane to fly through peacefully and reach its destination safely.
One plane in particular where it took off from the city of Paris, France and is on its way to its destination of Kyoto Japan; which of course makes it a long flight. Especially for people that are on a passenger jet owned by an air line company.
This air craft however that was currently flying over the Asian continent was a private jet with the interior designed for comfort and luxury which would help make the trip more enjoyable than boring. Courtesy of Helena Douglass. With all the materials that the private jet contains on board, only two passengers are currently present. One is a british cold blooded world class gorgeous femme fatale assassin. The other is a carefree good looking mercenary who hunts demons and is a half demon himself which the woman is well aware of.
Usually two attractive people, one man and the other a woman alone on a jet together is a recipy for a scene out of a movie that is meant to be viewed by adults only. Which is quite on the nose cause that is exatly what is about to happen.
Right now on one of the expensive couches the white haired man, Dante was lying flat on his back with the also white haired woman, Christie on top of him, straddling his waste, looking down at him with a saucy smile, completely topless allowing the Devil Hunter full view of her well stacked wonderfully shaped mammaries. Round and pale capped with pink hard nipples. He would be lying to himself if he said he wouldn't at the very least fantasize about touching them, tasting them, place his head right in between them.
The only pieces of clothing she had left on was her black leather pants and boots. But judging by the look on her face, that wouldn't last long either.
Dante should've expected that she would do something like this. He has already come across women who try to use their charm to their advantage. But some how Christie was different from them, he couldn't put his finger on it but she some how caught him in a bit of a trance while staring at her body until he finally made his voice work.
"Why don't you put the breaks on...MMPHH?!"
Dante's words were strangled off when Christie crushed her mouth against his. Her tongue plunged between his lips and took over. There was such passion that Dante almost lost his head, but he quickly regained his wits. There was passion, yes, but nothing else. He seized her by the arms and pushed her off.
"Jesus lady, give a guy some warning." Dante panted. "Thought you were gonna suffocate me."
Christie, with her own patented smug smile, licked her lips. "You a member of the mile high club?"
"I hate plains and clubs."
"You'll love this one." Christie whispered huskily and tore open Dante's shirt, revealing his very well built chest and abs. Christie couldn't help but grin even more as she licked her lips slowly. Not only was the man she was on top of handsome with a very nicely sculpted face and a chiseled jawline, but he had one of the most amazing bodies she had ever seen. Every men she has met just couldn't compare.
This is yet another plus in the list of things that places him in her spotlight. The good kind of spotlight that is.
Christie moaned in delight as she began sliding her hands over his muscles. They were... very tough. And it was only part of the reason why her body began to tingle. How is it that this hunk of a man is supposed to be a spawn of hell yet his body looked like God himself chiseled it?
"Now, as I was at." Christie purred as she lowered herself and locked lips with him again.
Dante knew by now that Christie is dangerous not only because she was also in the Dead or Alive Tournament but also she is the type of woman who knows what she wants and won't stop at nothing to get it.
Funny how she went from trying to kill him to seducing him in a matter of hours.
Usually he would chock that up to his good looks and his cool, suave charismatic personality, but a part of him was telling him that sleeping with this woman is only gonna complicate things later on. And he already has a lot on his plate and really doesn't need to have more pileing on.
However, he just couldn't seem to voice any sort of protest towards Christie's actions. Nor could he move his arms to push her away again. His mind for some reason brought him to thinking about her good qualities. He had to admit, when she is not trying to kill you, she is actually not that bad of a person, sure she is a mercnenary(ish), a gun for hire but so is he. The general public tend to regard them as bad people but they were just trying to get by when they first started. She may be cold but she is not entirely psychotic, she has moral restraint, pretty competent compared to a lot of women, actually fun to talk to in a weird way and he can respect a woman who is aware of her sexuality, even when she uses it as a weapon like she is right now.
Also despite their goals being at odds with each other at the current moment, she was actually genuine with what she said about him and her offer. And he couldn't deny, she has a rocking body. He might end up regretting this but with so much going on the past few days, it was actually a bit stressful. The taste of her lips were helping it melt away, her breath smelled faintly of the wine that they were enjoying onboard the plane. He could actually use a bit of fun. Why not? It is not often you have a british bombshell offering her body for your pleasure.
Their kiss began to get more intense, growing from moderate chaste kiss to a passionate swordplay of their tongues. No longer feeling any signs of rejection from the demon, Christie taking the initiative took Dante's hands to bring them around and placed them to cope her soft luscious ass. The leather material was thin enough for Dante to feel up just how amazing it feels in his hands, soft, round firm. He couldn't help but take a step further, hooking his fingers in underneath the hem of her pants. Smoothly pushing the fabric down inch by inch freeing the plush curves from its confinement down to what their position is allowing. Dante was correct on her not wearing any underwear, not that he is complaining. Now her shapely creamy white rump was on full display to anyone if there was any one else in the cabin other than them.
Christie blinked in surprise of the gesture but welcomed it, feeling his strong hands envelop her bare plump tushy. Sinking his fingers into the soft flesh, Christie gave a teasing giggle at how he is taking such liberty with her posterior. "That's the spirit. You may be a demon, you're still a red blooded male, good." Christie was glad to know she has him hooked.
"Says the girl who can't stop feeling me up herself." Dante said giving her his trademark grin.
"Even a cold blooded assassin has her needs." Christie replied with a shrug as she continued to feel him up as one of her hands dipped a little lower. "Now lets play fair, I've showed you my goods. Now its your turn to show me what merchandise you are storing in these trousers." Christie said in her captivating allure tone. She moved off on top of Dante to position herself between his legs and began going through the motion of unbuckling his pants to get to his member. She was actually making a bit of a prayer in her head that if he had any short comings, it wouldn't be with his second sword that she would find hidden underneath his briefs.
Dante watched as Christie worked at unfastening his belt. 'Whelp, there is no turning back now. She is fully intent on going through with this, huh?' Dante thought seeing her delicate hands work its way around the complex design of his custom made buckle. Dante remembered seeing her face in a state of sheer terror. He always thought if any one saw him in his demon form, they would get as far away from him as possible. He grew to come to terms with that possibility. Especially in this day in age when the story of his father was now just a myth to almost the entire world, they would be hay wired to run from a demon. To see her come back knowing what he is, and going about her usual conducts around him acting like everything is normal, then using this time on the plain to create a pleasant little fling with him, he couldn't help but smile at how she still sees him as a man worth dropping her pants for. Woman like that are very hard to come by. Usually he wouldn't get physically intimate with a woman only for her to regret it later on but since the snow haired beauty is showing no signs that she will hate herself for doing this after they are done, he doesn't see any harm reciprocating the sexual advance.
After removing the buckle with such dexterity, pulls the leather belt from the loops and discards it. Undoing the button and zipper, Christie reached into the contents and brought out the hunter's member from its confines and when she finally laid her eyes on it in its full glory, she gave a slight gasp in shock at it's size. Not only was her anticipation of it was not disappointed but also exceeds it. Dante was not only blessed with power, skills and good looks but also with the size of his Johnson. "Ohhh, you are certainly packing." Christie said in satisfaction. Standing well erect and throbbing in her hands, it was more than large enough for her liking. She began to stroke it with care despite it feeling so rock hard in her hand. Strong and powerful. Just like him. Why should she be surprised?
The demon hunter didn't say anything and just gave a casual shrug with a smirk meeting her gaze, seeing the desire in her eyes. Her passion building up. Telling him she is hungry like a tiger who hasn't eaten prime quality meat in a LONG time. And she can tell that Dante has just what she is looking for. Both are getting more aroused. "Are you ready for me...demon?" Christie asked with seductive charm.
Dante still kept his laid back aloof expression, only giving a light huff before replying, "You weren't the first woman to ask me that..." His grin widen "but won't know for sure if you'll be the last one or not, would we?"
"Well I guess there is only one way to find out then."
With that, Christie brought her tongue out to the base of his shaft, licking all the way from bottom to top, teasing the head of Dante's cock with a few flicks before repeating the motion, moving one side to the other, making the length of his member slick with her wet tongue. Moving on, the busty spy then tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, stretching her mouth wide open and took the head of Dante's cock into her mouth. Christie moaned lightly in delight enjoying the taste of the handsome devil's organ as she is giving pleasure.
If Christie was being honest with herself, she knew she had to have sounded and looked rather desperate, throwing herself at Dante the way she did. Her precious ego is still grieving at the realization that she never stood a chance at beating him in her own ballpark and he was only toying with her. But she knew this was an opportunity that she couldn't let go to waste. Having an unstoppable monster that can put the fear of god in anyone on her side. She would admit, this did seem an intricate plan to use him for her own gain and further her goals. She wouldn't deny the notion if some one accused her as such. Was it pathetic? Yes
Did she care? No
She has made too many dirty plays through out her years as a femme fatale than most people would make in their entire life for her to think her integrity was anything worth preserving. As long as her methods got her her desired results, that was all that mattered to her. Which is why she had no shame getting down on her knees and servicing the man she knew less than a day thinking it will eventually sway him to value her more than that French pampered ass bitch who's life she spent so much time trying to end.
"Damn, you definitely know what you are doing." Dante moaned, a pleasant smirk forming on his lips watching his unconventional ally go down on his length.
Christie took him all the way in, sucking his meat with an audible gagging sound with her throat before releasing him with a pop, panting for air, leaving his cock coated in spit and pre-cum. "Would you believe me if I told you this was my first time going down on a man?"
The demon hunter just stared into her eyes full of want for him. He had to admit, it was a good question, but he'd rather not assume it wasn't and answered with another question. "What would be the correct answer?" Dante teased back.
Christie only gave a sultry smile before replying. "Seems your mother has taught you well on manners." She kissed the tip of the head. "But l like to see how you are when you snap." The European model playfully said with a sultry voice and then brought her mouth over Dante's erect member again.
Letting out a purr, she doubled down on her efforts; taking Dante's cock all the way down the base, before rising back up slowly swirling her tongue around as many inches as she can. Repeating the process over and over until she had gotten a steady pace going.
A part of her still couldn't believe just how big Dante actually was. Lately she was getting pent up on her desires. And to think, she was gonna try to release some of her hornyness on Helena when she had her at her mercy just to get a bit of relief before ending her life. Even though Christie wanted nothing more than to end that self absorbed rich girl's life, she still had an amazing figure, worth having some 'girl-on-girl action' with even against her will. The thought of raping her while Helena had the look of fear in her eyes, fear caused by her, The British killer could feel herself getting even more hot from that thought alone.
One hand trailing down to the apex of her womanhood, while the other was brought up to the hot pulsating cock. Stroking off whatever inches she currently didn't have in her mouth. Treating the dashing demon to the wonderful feeling of her soft palm and fingers wrapping daintily around his cock. And from the light grunts of pleasure leaving him, she could tell that he was enjoying this.
'Seems like he is loving this after all, good. Soon you will let your castle walls down demon hot shot...' She started jerking him off faster with her hand. Moving in sync with her head bobbing up and down while her fingers plunged deeper into her notably wet core. A soft purr rumbling against her throat, offering a pleasant vibrating sensation to the red wearing man.
Dante for his part was now feeling high in the clouds with the pleasure he was feeling, no pun intended. Normally, he would've taken charge and forced Christie to start deepthroating him. But there was something about letting the British vixen taking the helm of the blowjob that made it better for him. Between her soft lips, hot mouth, that unexpecting rough yet amazing tongue rubbing at his cock's underside, and that purring...
Jesus, that vibrating-like purring coiling around him...he knew she was well familiar with the male form but he had to admit she was either a complete pro or an all natural.
He gnashed his teeth, doing his best to stop his hips from bucking when he felt her shift, deepthroat his length all the way down to the very base of his cock. Her tongue worked overtime, licking underneath his length, causing him to twitch in response. Dante began to regain his sense of mind to realize what was happening. 'You clever saucy little minx.'
Christie is not a stranger to men, she has more than proven that she is well familiar with the male form. However Dante is no stranger to women either. He remembered from their talk before their scandalous act had begun that Christie always worked to be the one in control. And it clicked that is what she is trying to do to him. Trapping her prey to do what she wants. 'Sorry to disappoint you babe, but I'm not one to be the paperboy and always come first.'
Before Christie knew it, her eyes widened when Dante yanked her head up off of his cock. "As much as I am enjoying getting my world blown, we are only getting started."
Christie only gazed at the demon hunter with smoldering eyes while licking her lips clean of both her spit and pre-cum and smiled lewdly. "You're right, silly me. It would be such a shame to have you finish without me getting to experience having a big devil like yourself inside of me." She cooed with mock innocence with emphasis on big. She stood up and then bent down and wiggled her pants down her legs. Now fully nude, and standing at her full height while cocking her hip, Dante was given a perfect view of Christie, she was taller than the ninja girls making her above average female height but his stature still towered over hers if he were to stand up. But her body was still as curvy as all the other girls from the Dead or Alive tournament.
Since this journey crisis involving himself, his brother, demons, the DOATEC & the majority of the Dead or Alive fighters started, Dante truly thought he has gotten more than he bargained for. But it was a safe bet to say that most men would say it would all be worth it going through what he has just to spend the night with a European beauty that looked like she could be on the cover of every major modeling magazine in the world like the woman in front of him right now. Such perfect proportions, a gorgeous face and an alluring exotic accent. They would be willing to die for it.
"Whelp, guess now I have to lose the threads too, don't I?" Dante asked without waiting for an answer as he stood up and began to remove his already opened coat and shirt until Christie took hold of his arm to stop him.
"How about I do that for you sweetie." Christie said making Dante raise an eyebrow. She then stepped close to him. He really was a tall man seeing as how her height only went up to his neck and she had to tilt her head up a bit as well as comb some of his bangs off to the side to be able to look into his eyes as blue as the sky. Christie gently as if she was a masseuse slipped he hands in to the inside of the devil hunter's torso section of his clothing.
While feeling the intoxicating heat and tone of his body, the professional assassin maneuvered her hands to have the American mercenary's clothes slide off of him, being courteous (for once) Christie threw his coat on one of the other furnitures out of the way instead of on the floor.
"I'll handle the rest babe. Moving a little too slow for me." Dante teased. Christie did not give any reaction to that, still holding her teasing though appreciative smirk. Dante was able to remove his boots with his feet alone, even though they were tied much to the british hottie's slight surprise. He then lowered his pants and briefs down to around his ankles.
Both the white haired heart throbs now stood fully nude like Adam & Eve but definitely much more attractive than the biblical couple.
No other words were exchanged between the two. Christie stepped up to the half demon, throws her arms around him, brought his head down and claimed his lips in another passionate kiss. Pressing her voluptuous body up against his. Her wonderful breast smooshed against his sculpted pecs.
Dante broke the kiss and lowered his head further, nipping down her neck, then down her collar until his mouth was now brought down to her left breast and began to suck on it, swirling his tongue on the hard pink nipple while he brought his left hand to her right breast and grasped his fingers slowly into the large mound of soft flesh.
Christie released a pleasured moan, grabbing the back of Dante's head and pushed it further into her tits. Another hand toying with a lock of his hair. Moving a step further to add to the intimacy, the bodacious assassin hooking a long flawlessly smooth leg around him before just latching around him.
This made Dante instinctively place his hands on her hips to help keep her hoisted. Though inwardly he did enjoy the feeling of her nice butt. He hasn't told anyone but he is kind of an ass man.
Once again their lips connected and their tongue play became more wild, with Christie letting out feminine & lustful moans. Dante easily picked up her increased heartbeat but he couldn't decide what was the primary give away, through his enhanced hearing or feeling it on his chest since her soft mounds are pressing up against his chest.
Christie was enjoying this foreplay a little too much but it was time for the main act. The white haired She Quan expert forced Dante onto the couch, his lower back touching the bottom cushion and legs sprawled out over the edge.
Looking down at her target, licking her lips lustfully while giving Dante a look that spelled out 'I want you here and now.' Moving forward, she mounted the demonic stud biting her lower lip a bit.
"Now, lets see if you aren't as quick on the draw with your third gun as you are with your Ebony & Ivory pistols." Christie coos holding her partner's rod up and aligning herself so her love hole is hovering right over the top. She dropped down, inserting the cock into her gradually until she has fully taken in Dante's little friend inside her.
Her body and mind took a second to process having the large meat pole fully inserted into her warm moist pussy. When it fully registered, she threw her head upward and lets out a loud pant full of ecstasy. Her body jolted at the wave of pleasure the single thrust has created.
You know how some times a building appears bigger on the inside than it is on the outside? Some how, Dante's amazing member felt bigger than it looked going in.
"Oh-Oh my, this will be quite a flight to remember." The caucasian panted. She layed her hands onto the mercenary's hard chest to steady herself and was getting ready to begin riding her current love partner.
"Your sounding like I might be too much for you. No shame in stopping if you want, you wouldn't want died of an orgasm by me be on your obituary, would you." Dante said with a sly grin.
Christie huffed, even during a tender moment he still has to make a quip. "Nonsense my deer. Maybe a good shag might be what a therapist would order for me if this would resolve my issues." She winked with a confident smirk as she slowly strokes the organ with her walls.
Christie began to increase her pace and started to ride him with aggression and force, driving herself down onto him and making her ass clap against him every time she took him deep into her pussy.
Even though they would need to wait for the plain to land at their destination for them to get on with their job, it was good for Dante and the urgency with which he needed to get back to preparing for whatever his brother was planning that she was riding him quickly. Last time Vergil's plans led to a demon outbreak. But he was well aware that she was riding him at this pace purely because it was what she wanted. She didn't care about his need to find his brother and taking down both him and Donovan before they could cause another catastrophe; not at the moment at least. The only thing on Christie's mind was her own satisfaction, and she was going to get it by riding him fast, riding him deep and riding him hard.
That was just fine with him to be honest, and not because it was beneficial for his time constraints. Having this curvaceous Britain take him on this rough ride felt pretty fucking amazing, and looking at her luscious big breasts bounce wildly from the force of her cowgirl skills was much more pleasant than anything he was expecting since going on another quest of looking for a japanese hottie in the land of the rising sun.
He hadn't thought there would be any time for fun working for Helena. She has been working non stop. But it just so happened that he needed to get fucked by a sexy foreign woman of danger and risk. This was one time Dante was perfectly happy to take one for the team if it helped to keep the sexy british babe riding his cock from slitting Helena's throat when he is not looking.
"Oh, what a cock!" Christie said. moaning as she bounced on him. The slapping of skin on skin came louder and faster as she sped up, moving her body even harder as she got close to orgasm. If they had an audience, Christie would not be shy about letting everyone know she got there. Dante wasn't sure he ever had a lover that had ever been as loud during sex as Christie. In fact, with out Christie noticing (mostly because she was completely taken by the sensation of fucking herself on his meat pole to be aware of anything else) he glanced towards the cock pit door and was able to see a break in the light underneath the door. He also can hear the whispers of the pilots even over Christie's high pitched orgasmic gasps and moans. He couldn't understand what they were saying though since they were speaking french. They must be either placing their ears on the door or trying to peek through the little gap underneath the door. He couldn't help but grin that their noise of steamy sex has gotten their attention and then decided to pay no mind to them and return his focus to his current lover.
By the look of how she was enjoying herself, she would've kept going if they walked in on them. "Ahhh Yes! That was nice!" She groaned. She stopped bouncing up and down and instead, rocked her hips back and forth this time, grinding on his cock as it was buried inside of her. "Fuck that hits the spot! Feels so good inside of me!" She panted groping her own breast and licked her tit in a suggestive manner.
"Never thought you would ever have a demon in you, huh?" Dante said. Dante had to admit, she was wonderfully tight, the way her pussy accepted him and adjusted so the experience would be great for both of them. No woman he has been with before could compare, not the cheap woman he pays for on the street, not the woman that Enzo makes it rain on at the Love Planet strip club and not even the succubus that he has had a run in with. But he wouldn't let her know that. "You must be really glad you didn't kill me, are you if you are riding my dick this hard." Dante asked giving a temping smirk.
"Fuck, yes!" Christie shouted, screaming out again as she climaxed for a second time squirting onto his lap. She couldn't help but shake and moan with an open mouth as her warm soft gushing tunnel tightened more on Dante's shaft again and again.
Dante expected her to dismount him and proclaim that she had been fully satisfied after all the work she's done on him. That still didn't come though, because as soon as her screams stopped, she went right back to riding him. This time she chose to shake her hips from side to side and Dante watched how she swayed her hips and waste as she moved. Christie truly was a confident woman, one who was used to having her way with men, and it showed how she moved her body on him.
"You're one persistent babe aren't you?" Dante groaned, feeling his junk get a thorough milking from the curvy assassin's tight pink pussy. "Have you ever considered a sex therapist, a lot of men will be happily married if you taught their wives a thing or two."
"Actually your cock is probably the best I've taken for a ride. And I am cherishing every second of it." Christie said. "Though it would be nice if you pulled your weight as well, or did I finally find a shortcoming in your performance in bed?" Christie chuckled. "No worries, you are still doing a fantastic job at of hanging on for me, unlike every men I've been with."
Even though she seemed very happy with her being on top of him, something about her words felt like a challenge to Dante. If she thought all he had to offer was size and the ability to stay hard as long as she needed, it was time for him to prove how wrong she was yet again. He layed his hand on her fully developed thigh and another on one on her breasts. Sliding the hand on her thigh up to her curvy bottom, Dante winded his hand and gave a nice smack to her plush butt cheek. The white haired woman let out sensual yelp out of both surprise, pain & arousal.
"Finally getting aggressive huh, is that it?" Christie said, laughing as he played with her. It quickly turned into a moan as she felt his strong hands start to rub areas she has been feeling tense in. It was like the handsome devil was eliminating all of the twisted knots build up in her muscles. She couldn't help but feel amazed, feeling like she was in a high class spa. She moaned in absolute bliss. Dante was merely working her up for when he takes the reigns.
"Huh, your hands are such lethal weapons too~" Christie said letting out a sweet sweet sign, she never would've thought she needed this. "How are you even single?" With how easily she'd cum every other time, it wasn't much of a surprise when the addition of his working hands had her feeling a bit limp and clenching his cock tighter.
"I think I've finally met my match with you." The horny vixen said after her orgasm faded. She didn't make any move to get off, so Dante assumed she wasn't finished yet. That being the case, he decided it was time for him to get assertive.
"After all that big talk from you, how about we take this up a notch." Dante said, his grin becoming feral. Christie looked face to face at him, one eyebrow raised as if she was waiting for him to deliver what he said he was bringing. Dante was eager to oblige. She was strong, he can see why she was fit enough to enter the Dead or Alive tournament and compete against the best fighters in the world. But he was going to show her that he was strong too.
He reached around to grab her full ass with both hands and started to pull her down onto his cock while thrusting into her from below. He'd been passive and let her have her way with him until now, but he could get forceful even from below. He now made it his mission to prove to her that he could give just as good as he could get no matter the position he was in.
The message sank in almost immediately. Christie's skeptical look was quickly replaced with a look of wide-eyed pleasure, she moaned each time his hips thrust up into her and he drove his cock deep inside of her pussy.
"Ahh, I can't believe I've underestimated you this badly, Dante!" she gasped. "Fuck, yeah, that's it! Fuck me! Slam that big dick into me! Fuck me hard!"
Dante would have done that anyway, but he was pleased to see that she was getting on board with the new direction of his method of keeping her in check had taken. She'd had her fun, but now she got to see what this demon was capable of. This has been the one time she was glad she did not kill some one she intended to have in her crosshair. She never would've ridded out on the greatest intense orgasm of her life. Dante's assertiveness was leaving its mark on her, and he didn't think it was wishful thinking on his part to think that she was moaning louder now than she had been when she was in control.
"Now that's more like it." Dante said "I guess clubs and planes really can be fun."
"Give it to me good! Make me cum! Make me cum hard!" Christie sounded like she was pretty damn close to an orgasm herself from what Dante can hear, but he was too focused on pounding Christie to stop and look at her.
'She'll definitely be hooked by the time I'm through with her.' Dante mentally said.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" Christie groaned. There wasn't as much strength in her voice now, but Dante took that as a sign that he was doing an excellent job. He squeezed her ass cheeks harder and hammered his hips up into her faster, giving her everything that she needed. She tried to scream again, but all that came out was a little grunt. It didn't matter though; Dante felt her pussy squeezing him and saw her mouth hanging open, and he knew what was happening. He'd fucked her to a climax greater than any she'd gotten when she was in control, heck without a doubt her entire life and in the process had made an even stronger impression on her.
"Cum in me." she muttered a few moments later, once she regained a bit of her strength. "Give me a creampie, Dante. Give it all to me." Her eyes blinked rapidly and there was little strength in her voice, so her forcing herself to get that out just told him how much she wanted his cum inside of her. "Please Dante," she hissed. "Cum in me! Fill me up!" the platinum blonde half shouted, half moaned.
Christie was really out of it. Dante has accomplished what no man has ever done before, flipped the switch. Normaly Christie would have the man begging for more and would bend over backwards without a second thought just from snapping her fingers at him, but Dante managed to make her be the one craving for his approval.
What a master.
Now it was time for Dante to start working towards his own orgasm but at the same time, he decided to have some fun with Christie, rather than giving her what she wanted, she was gonna make her dance for it. "Not just yet." A smug delighted expression grew on his face. Holding the hired assassin in his arms, Dante stood up, turned around and layed her on the large sofa, spreading her legs wide apart and with the same ferocity as before, started to pound her pussy for a little longer, making Christie moan, gag & gasp on the explosive raw euphoria that the Devil hunter has brought onto her.
"Dante, give me your fucking cum already, please!" Christie pleaded between deep pants. She was well past her limit, barely looking into his eyes with her own half lidded. Her vision was swimming as she wanted his seed more than ever.
"Only if you are a good girl the rest of this trip." Dante teased with a grunt. He went a little faster. He was getting close to his tipping point but he didn't let her know that. The hunky mercenary guided his hand up to her breast, even on her back they stood perfectly round and perky, rocking back and forth with each penetrating thrust.
"Yes, yes I'll be good, I'll be a good girl! I'll do whatever you want!" Christie said without thinking. She was in a complete submissive state. And it was done through sweet passionate sex.
"What's that? I didn't here you." Dante said.
"I'LL BE A GOOD GIRL!" The luscious european screamed, bucking her chest up sweat coating her body mixing the smell of it with her sex fluids & perfume.
"Good girl, alright, here's your prize." With that, Dante holding her legs wide apart. All the pleasure he'd been holding back through her blowjob & several climaxes on her end all erupted into this massive release, and jet after jet of cum fired into her just as she'd pleaded for. He watched her face as he filled her up, and was pleased to see the number he'd done on her. Not so long ago she'd seem strong, confident and in control, but Dante had taken control and fucked her head and she very nearly passed out in his arms. She did manage to stay conscious, but he could tell that it was a near thing. When he pulled out and let go of her legs, he was certain she would not be able to stand, he made a good call laying her on the couch before he finished. Her legs looked really asleep.
As for him, he had worked up a sweat himself, wiping off some sweat on his forehead, he sat himself on another chair. Now they just sat, enjoying a bit of silence. Now that the fun is over, he wondered how things are gonna go from here. Will this woman that he has banged into next week reconsider dropping her quest to kill his current employer? Sadly, mostly likely not. Boy is this story gonna have so much drama between the three of them.
And this is only the least of his worries as he will have bigger fish to fry over playing peace maker. "I need a drink." All this thinking was doing him no good. He wasn't gonna act like he didn't enjoy their "shag" time and he can still take the time to enjoy the free drinks but once the plane lands, its right back to business. Grabbing his pants and slipping them on, he started walking towards the onboard liquor cabinet.
"Looks like I got a keeper on my hands." Dante turned to Christie. Seeing his traveling companion has made some recovery from her orgasm, she positioned herself so her body now layed along the length of the furniture. Sending her now beau another saucy smile. "I hope this will help make your decision of being partners together easier." The femme fatale cooed with a wink.
"You drive a hard bargain babe. But we'll talk more after we get this job done." Dante said.
"No rush hun, I know you have other things to worry about at the moment." She said in a smokey voice. "By the way, could you be a dear and get me a glass of gin? My legs still feel like jello."
"Sure thing." The hero of the story walked off into the next cabin.
Christie watched his retreating form with admiration. She honestly wasn't expecting him to be able to leave her in a state of begging for him to fuck her. She wasn't complaining. This was just another area he out classed her in and she was perfectly fine with that. Speaking of perfect. Christie can certainly see herself keeping him around. He was everything he look for in a man. Handsome, an absolute predator in the underworld, lovable personality, a firm sexy body, amazing in bed. He has checked all the boxes. He was the complete package.
Though even he isn't without his flaws. From what he has told her, he is a bit of a minimalist. There is just so much he could do if he just chose to. But that isn't nearly enough to spoil the merchandise.
The heir of mystery still surrounding him is just icing on the cake. She was able to find out that he is half human, half demon but that only leaves more unknown things about him she couldn't help herself be curious about finding out. It only filled her with more excitement. It was like he was a key to a whole new adventure she wouldn't normally be able to find herself.
Unfortunately, there is still the manner that he is under Helena's employment. No doubt she will try to hold onto him as her champion warrior. No matter, that's where the challenge comes in. She has accepted she can't beat him in direct confrontation. But there are other ways to defeat your enemies; and she is not above exploiting them.
Her smirk grew wider. Reaching down to the area between her legs, her pussy still stuffed with Dante's thick creamy baby batter. She inserted her ring and middle finger into her and scooped out as much jizz as she could, keeping her eyes trained towards where he disappeared too, she brought her cum coated fingers to her mouth, licking the covered ring and middle digit along its length before inserting them in her mouth, sensually moaning in delight at the taste of his essence, she licked up the semen with her tongue cleaning off her fingers of the reproductive fluid.
'Keep feeling safe Helena, all I have to do is keep feeding your dog its favorite treat, and eventually he'll forget who his master is.' Christie thought darkly, imagining the look on her rival's face when Dante decides to stand with her leaving her wide open for the checkmate.
Author's note: Alright, that was my first lemon. Let me know what you guys think. Was it well detailed? How was the pacing? Was the dialogue on point with or without context? Hope you all enjoyed. The next chapter will be with Jill Valentine. More detail will be said in the chapter.
Special thanks to Jadenkaiba for the cover art of the story.
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