Chronicles of the Devil's Love Life

by Red Dusk 369

A series of semi-one shot lemons between Dante and various female characters that are supposed to tie in with already written crossover stories featuring the him. Think of these lemons as deleted scenes that the writer of the original works that scenes are supposed to take place in have decided not to put into their stories. Spoilers for romances in the story references. Just smut

3. Jill Valentine

Author's Note: Alright, here is the next chapter. This one features Jill Valentine from the Resident Evil series. This takes place in the story Silver Shadowfall by BlessfullheartAndreth2015. Chapter 14.

Not counting the Devil May Cry girls, so far Dante has been shipped with only 3 Capcom girls in a fanfiction story & Jill is one of them. And a Devil May Cry youtuber I follow thinks that unlike most ships where people ship character A with character B just because they can, Dante & Jill is actually a fitting match for each other in a cross over ship fundamentally because other than the whole opposites attract thing there is between them, Jill has shown that she actually has a sweet spot for guys that are a little over the top. She was chill with Carlos in the original Resident Evil 3 pretty easily. She actually joins him on a cruise ship. We know she likes guys that are over the top. It also just so happens that both Dante & Carlos are considered mercenaries.

Anyway in this story Dante and Jill had a romantic relationship when they were young but then they split after Dante knocked up Jill and in the current timeline of the story, they have a 9 year old daughter. Dante and Jill end up reuniting and now try to live together with their daughter as a family.

This story was made before Resident Evil 3 Remake was announced so its safe to say the writer was using the version of Jill that was modeled after Julia Voth. I'm sure the fandom all agree that it is still Jill's best appearance.

And incase I was wrong, I asked the writer himself which version of Jill he was using and he confirmed that he was using the Julia Voth version. So that is the version shown in the cover art of this story and that is the version that I will make sure the lemon conveys.

And I ended up finding out later on that this story was taking place in the timeline during the final scenario in Resident Evil Umbrella Chronicles so I'm glad I ended having Jaidenkaika drawing the correct version of Jill in this story afterall.

As for Dante, it is taking place during the Devil May Cry anime

As for the story itself, it may not be on par with Dead or Alive 4: The Devil Factor in terms of quality. In its current stage, the writer is making some rewrites with the chapters so right now the continuity between chapters 7 & 11 is a bit jacked up. But still, has some well painted action and some cute and tender interactions between Dante & Jill. The story is not absolute trash by any means. We can all agree what a trash story really is but it is still worth reading at least one. Kinda like how there are some movies that are worth watching at least once. And again, chapters are going under rewrites at the current moment so maybe it will improve.

So with the way the relationship is presented in this story, Dante and Jill had history together and act as they truly love and care about each other. So this is not treated as a one time fling between them. So hopefully I can have that well told as well.

So here we go, a Dante X Jill Valentine lemon.

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It was a rough mission. More than they have anticipated. So much has happened in their mission in Russia. Some good, some bad, some even bizarre and twisted.

Jill, her partner Chris and every one of their squad mates who made it out alive wish that they would never have to relive the Nightmare that they've faced.

And that is saying something.

The mission was simple, infiltrate the Umbrella base, shut down their operation and bring down the leader of it, Sergei Vladimir dead or alive.

The team were well trained and equipped to deal with whatever resistance the base had in store for them: armed umbrella personal, reanimated zombies & B.O.W.s.

What they weren't expecting to deal with at all was something that even B.O.W.s were simply outclassed as a threat.

Demons.

Some how Sergei had demons under his control.

Jill, Chris and their team have never had to fight for their lives more than the demons that Sergei has unleashed on them.

All of Jill's training, skills & experience could never prepare her for what she ended up facing in the Umbrella base turned den of demons. The B.O.W.s that she has encountered under her resume: hunters, mutated animals and even Tyrants may have been above her weight class but she could still hurt them given the proper weaponry needed for such beasts and with enough tactics, teamwork if she was fortunate to have back up with her and will to survive, she was able to walk away with just some scrapes and bruises but they always took effort and were never easy.

Demons were a complete different type of monsters. The one that Jill and her teammates encountered, a hellish knight like demon, was able to just shrug off all of their ordinance they had at hand, assault rifles, shotguns, explosives, none of it worked. The team were doomed to pea shooters.

Out of sheer desperation, Jill even tried to use her combat knife against it only for it to prove pathetically futile. It was just too strong to beat in a battle of brawn, too fast for them to outmaneuver.

When the nightmarish knight had the counter bio-terrorism specialist at its mercy, Jill never felt so terrified, she felt as helpless as the people who couldn't escape the apocalyptic infected outbreak in Raccoon City and instead were eaten alive by the reanimated corpses over running the streets. Her will was broken.

In what might be for the first time in her life, Jill felt fear, not the type of fear that she used to her advantage, where her fear was able to breed her caution and her caution was able to breed her survival. This was different. This was true fear, where she actually thought she was never going to see her daughter Isara again because she was about to die.

The B.S.A.A. agents wouldn't have survived and the assault on the Russian base ended in failure if it wasn't for one man. It was some one that Jill never would have thought she would meet again in such a place, especially under the circumstance that they've found themselves in.

But never the less, she couldn't be more happy to finally see him again.

Dante

The man who was responsible for making her a mother. The man who saved her life when they first met over ten years ago, and is doing so again from the same paranormal being except the demon the first time seemed more like a grimm reaper than a knight from the abyss.

As if that wasn't enough, their daughter was brought to them to both of their surprise during the skirmish and all three of them couldn't help but feel complete in their own way. Jill and Dante are finally back together, Isara has finally met her father and Dante no longer is alone.

Who knew that in the end, it would've turned out this well for her.

With the crisis over and the job done and their feelings for one another re-lit, Dante and Jill have decided to live together with their daughter.

Bringing Jill and Isara to his home, they began to settle in at his home/business of Devil May Cry. The place may not be presentable enough to invite some one in for a cup of coffee but that is not an issue for some one like Jill. She was never the type of girl that you have to impress with possessions, let alone wants the best of everything like a snobby girl born with a silver spoon in her mouth (or most girls this day and age).

Dante knew without a doubt that things are gonna be different in the office with Jill and Isara around. He may not be able to eat pizza every day anymore but a good relationship have always required sacrifices. Plus seeing his daughter's smiling face every day would make up for it.

Looking at her adorable eyes, his eyes, it was like looking at his best qualities, the best part of him that her mother Jill got to experience everyday since she was born.

'Mother, was this how you felt when you had me and Vergil with you while dad wasn't around?"

How he wished she lived long enough to see the day that he and Jill created something so beautiful that is her granddaughter. She would've showered her with so much love and joy.

Tucking her into bed, her tired arctic blue eyes staring right into his. "sweet dreams darling." Dante cracked his usual smug smile. He lifted the blanket to his daughter's chin.

She mimicked his smile and closed her eyes. Dante looked away with a blank expression. He just moved his holsters aside as he felt the urge to play with weapons. He stepped softly out of the room and he was mindful that Rebellion didn't knock anything over. Dante opened the door to see Jill in the hallway.

In contrast to her woman of duty image, the brunette was wearing a simple yet form fitting pair of grey yoga pants, a black tank top and light blue slippers. Seeing her out of her uniform and into something casual enough to show more of her, she looked stunning. Her cute little outfit left very little of her lithe and feminine frame to the imagination for his enjoyment. Her hair seemed a bit damp like she got out of the shower a few minutes ago. His feelings for her were ignited even more. He had regrets of leaving her after he thought he lost his brother again. Now he was glad he was given the opportunity to make things right with her.

"Waiting long?" Dante said exited the room.

"No, just showed up actually." Jill looked over Dante's shoulder as he gently closed the door. "How is she?"

"Asleep."

"Thank you for that by the way." Jill walked away from the door and prompted Dante to follow her. Nothing out of the ordinary since this began. "Any idea when your contact will come back? We really need the info."

"Trish likes to work at her own pace." Dante raised his arms lightly.

"So much for co-workers."

"We're all just freelancers. Our special jobs don't really have strict guidelines to them." Dante smiled at Jill's expense who's eyebrow flicked in annoyance.

"What is it? Something on your mind?" Dante looked forward at the faded wallpaper. His place was still a crap hole but it was his crap hole.

"I've learned about the truth of your father. I won't say I believe, but for now I'll pretend. Did he really decide to stand up on the befalf of humanity when the demons had the upper hand?" Jill walked to the center of the room to sit down on the couch.

"Who told you?"

"Lady."

"Figures." Dante walked to his desk." "Yeah. My old man was nothing but an enforcer. Well granted he was a soldier but he only showed up when the demons really needed him. From what I could research and my mother could tell me... Dad was super uptight. He would sleep standing up, sword in hand and even snore. The two had a fondness for rain, they met when she found him at a watering hole. He didn't have a reason to kill her, so the two just talked."

"What does that have to do with our situation?"

"Everything. Sure my parents talked while both sides really committed to the conflict. In a way, my mother gave Sparda humanity. He always hated Bullies and so that included the demons. I feel a bit of the same way."

"Humans are weak?" Jill joked.

"No. Humans are something worth saving. My mother told me how they worked together."

"I thought the books said he did all the work." Jill raised her chin slightly upward.

"Nope. She was an experienced alchemist. When they were together, she made Sparda potions to keep him in the fight. When humans were on the run, she gathered info on the demons. She took his weapons to human sympathizer from the demon's side. Sparda isn't some killing machine. I just wish the idiots who wrote the books got the story straight." Dante raised his legs and reach the bottom of his desk to pull out a soda bottle.

"I see." Dante watched her from the corner of his eyes, her expression tells him she is still not believing, but this went good. She can slowly accept her boyfriend is a half demon. "That Rebecca gave me some meds a while back. Came in hand after I took care of those Umbrella goons." he joked.

Jill chuckled.

"What?"

"I never thought you'd ever use the word 'goons.'" she pointed at him with her index finger.

Dante was the one to be annoyed this time. "Look, I'm sorry. I didn't know this could happen." Dante took a swig of his drink. "You can use the spare bedroom. Lady only uses it for storage anyway..."

"Sure. See you in the morning." Jill nodded as she walked passed him.

Dante stared at the ceiling. Jill sighed as she went next to Dante. "I got to keep watch." He muttered." We don't know how many know about my daughter."

"This place is already hard to find." Jill shook her head.

"We don't know the extent." He retorted.

"Men..." Jill rolled her eyes as she grabbed Dante by his cheeks. He squirmed for a moment as Jill didn't let him tear away from her kiss. His eyes widened as his arms moved about. Frustrated, Jill had her left hand and guided his right arm to her back. Dante closed his eyes as Jill pressed onward. Eventually, Dante, under his own will wrapped his arms around her back bringing her smaller thin delicate 5 ft 5 inch frame up against his daunting strong toned 6 ft 3 inch body.

Feeling his body heat mix with hers, Jill held onto him tighter as well as if he was going to disappear if she let go. She finally had him back. All those years of just thinking about him, his charismatic over the top care free personality, his devilish good looks, his amazing body, his over the top style. It was part of the reason why she swore off other men. She truly believed she couldn't love another man the same way she did with Dante. She sure was glad he didn't turn out to be an emo punk that tries way too hard to be cool...why did she feel a sense of irony thinking that last part?

And on occasion when she had to put up with stupid flirts from her fellow police men during her time back in Raccoon City, it only made her think of Dante more.

After some of those Raccoon City P.D. members' attempts to court her with little to no success, she always ended up bringing back Dante into her thoughts and her passionate side always telling her that they just weren't him and will never make her feel that same fire she felt with him.

She missed him. She missed him more than she thought she could miss someone. She did entertain the thought of a relationship with her old friend and partner Chris but just when they were close, Dante kept popping into her head. That was it for her. He made her heart race like no one else could. Her mind reeled the memory of her time with her white haired beau, the feelings, the touches, the smell. Oh god he smelled as good as he felt. An unusual yet intoxicating combination of gun powder, leather & bourbon.

Jill felt like a teenager again. Letting out a sweet, sweet sign from beginning to feel what she hasn't felt in over a decade, arousal.

Keeping her lips locked, her passionate side was now taking the reigns and her body acted on instinct staking her claim on this white haired hunky blue eyed beefcake of a man that she just wanted to bite.

Hey, cut her some slack, she has been SO lonely since the two of them separated; every once in a while, she's been having "private moments" to herself when she is alone in her bedroom and when she had a long day of work and needs to "relieve" herself. She wanted to make this moment count. This was no dream for her. He was here, in front of her and she was going to enjoy this for all its worth.

Sneaking her hands underneath his shirt, craving to once again get familiar with the muscles that he possessed, they were still as godly as ever. Her heart accelerated from joy for once instead of it increasing due to fear and anxiety in the face of the undead and other mutated monstrosities she has had to encounter through out her years as a S.T.A.R.S. & B.S.A.A. member. This was a very much needed relief.

"You really did miss me, did you?" Dante said in between kisses.

"You have no idea." Jill said with so much heated lust in her eyes. "I wanted to do this so badly ever since seeing you again back in the Umbrella base in Russia." She tenderly said in a hushed voice laying cute soft kisses down his neck.

Though that statement was true, it was far from the right time or the place. She wanted to run over to him and embrace him tightly with her lithe arms. Obviously the circumstances wouldn't allow that as they were both on the job and she still had to look professional in front of her team and keep a level head for them. Letting her personal feelings get in the way would not be good for the mission.

But now that the crisis is over and they are given some down time with nothing to worry about, it is an entirely different matter in private; she is not having her chance slip by. Her legendary self control was high but it had its limits. She began to undo his belt out of pent up passion for over 10 years.

Dante was surprised for sure, but it only lasted a second as he placed his hands on her hips, reminding himself of her form with equal intensity. He is really hating himself for leaving this hottie and forgetting all about her. Her cute but resourceful go getter attitude. Known to have a deep empathy for others but she will kick your ass if she has to. Her girl next door charm that even an edgy guy like him is a sucker for. He sure is glad she didn't turn out to be a complete hard ass that takes no shit from others...why did he feel a sense of irony thinking that last part?

Jill got done with unbuckling Dante's belt despite the details of it. Who knew that her skills of lockpicking and defusing a bomb also correlates to being able to undo the most complicated of belt designs and gaining access to the contents of within a man's trousers with out even looking? They both are gonna be laughing about that later on.

Before she can finally move on to the prize, Jill was then picked up by her significant other. Giving a cute little yelp! in surprise.

She was now being held in his arms bridal carry. Tilting her head up towards his face, her widely opened big grayish blue eyes staring right into his dashing blue eyes, giving her a cocky smirk that she missed seeing. "How about we take this party to the bedroom upstairs." With that he carried her to the bedroom.

A smile crept on her face while it turned a shade of red. She couldn't help but cuddle closer to his chest, reliving those times he held her like this. 'Boy do I miss this.' Jill thought. She loved how comfortable his strong arms felt. The former S.T.A.R.S. member felt so protected when she was close to him like this. She didn't know why but she felt a sense like she didn't have to worry about meeting such a violent end one bit if they were in another zombie outbreak, even with the most deadly and dangerous B.O.W.s sprinkled in. "Just like old times huh?" Jill playfully said to him. She wished it could be like this every day.

"It sure is nice to relive those happy times we had together back then." The half demon responded.

"I'm always ready to recreate the more private ones we had together stud." Jill said seductively as she put a finger under his chin and flicked it off.

"Hahaha, never thought I would hear that tone coming out of a mouth of a babe representing the law." Dante flashed a dazzling smile.

"A girl's gotta let her wild side out of the cage every once in a while." Jill winked flirtatiously. Dante wasn't sure but something about the way she said that made both his masculine and demonic side spurred on by it wanting nothing more than to plaster her against the wall, tear open her yoga pants and fuck her brains out, but this is not gonna be that time. He intends to take it slow with her, make this experience sweet for both of them.

Reaching the bedroom door which wasn't closed all the way, the devil hunter lightly kicked the door open and side stepped through so he doesn't have his girlfriend's head hit the wall, and then kicked the door closed.

Briskly walking over to the bed, in a single fluid motion, he playfully threw her onto the mattress and mounted his tall, athletic muscular form over her prone curvy slender body, smashing his lips onto hers. Instinctively, Jill let her lips open, allowing her and Dante's tongues to begin dancing and swirling around each other.

Jill's body received a great deal of a pleasant shiver from the way Dante is taking charge and is having his way with her. He was just so good at doing it. His touches finding all of her weak spots like he remembers, feeling his delicious heat pour into her skin, she was left enchanted. She was reduced to being at his mercy, wanting nothing more than for him to do anything explicit to her, her whimpers greatly conveyed it. They were just another way of saying, "Take me, I'm all yours."

Dante was more than ready to oblige with her request. Inserting his hands underneath her tank top, he began to peel away her clothing covering her, revealing more of her smooth, healthy pale toned skin.

Shifting her position a bit to allow her devilishly handsome lover better ease, Jill went with the motion and helped slide her shirt off over her head and threw it to the side. Dante ceased on his ministrations and wanted to take the time to familiarize Jill's body with his eyes. In the process of thinking this, as if reading his mind, without even thinking, her body responding to the part of her mind that told her to 'bare it all' and show him the fruits he will get to feast on, Jill slid off her pants to her knees and allowed them to fall down to her feet since her shins hung off the edge of the bed before kicking them off. Her whole body is now fully nude to the demon slayer's eyes.

Dante was expecting Jill to have the same details in her figure that she did all those years ago. The fact that he didn't notice it until now was beyond him. Finally looking at her without a stitch of clothing in all its glory, her figure has gone through changes, changes that did wonders for her body.

It hadn't crossed Dante's mind back then that she was still developing. If Jill was still in its caterpillar stage when they were dating all those years ago, then she is a beautiful butterfly now. Time has been generous to her. Scanning up and down her nicely toned legs, flat stomach and those perfectly curvaceous breasts, his love for her came back with vengeance.

Dante remembered Jill's body being sleek and taught. She was still a healthy firm and slender shape with only a cup size smaller than it is now; but putting Jill's younger self side by side with the former S.T.A.R.S. beauty now, past Jill would seem brittle in comparison.

Jill has gained more bountifulness in her breasts. Her body became more curved and supple in all the right areas. And her hips and thighs...hot damn! Her ample hips and thighs was greatly complimented with her narrow waistline, his palm sliding down the trail, they felt so full, toned and luscious.

Stacking on top of how she was able to keep herself active through out the years as a highly trained soldier/officer, she was the textbook definition of a girl aging like fine wine. Bearing a kid and raising her all on her own and she is still a complete knock out.

Which has earned her a title not many mothers are able to achieve. "Damn you are one hot milf." Dante silently said huskily in awe, whether he meant for Jill to hear him say that was unknown. Once he was done with his visual assessment of the ensemble, the white haired man brought his gaze back to his lover's face, looking back at him with a provocative look. He finds that her grayish blue eyes were brimming with emotions that are abundant in the realm of intimate affection. Love, desire, passion, that was all they were shining with.

There was no longer anything that needed to be said. Bringing her soft feminine hand to delicately cup his cheek, she brought his head down to hers, and claimed his lips again, not that she needed it to, Dante was a second away from doing that on his own anyway.

Having his tongue sliding into her mouth, while having not a stitch of clothing covering her body lying beneath the man that haunted her sex fantasies for the past couple of years, the brunette beauty writhed and squirmed as his hands roamed her nude form, one of his large hands grabbing a handful of one of her full sized mounds of soft flesh mounted on her chest, his other palm trailed slowly past her flat stomach, over her wide curvy hip and down her toned thigh.

All of her tension was put in the back of her mind and her time with man who is the father of her child was all she was focused on. She wanted him to know just how much she wanted him, her mouth let out a staccato of feminine squeals and whimpers.

Moving his lips off of Jill's, Dante started to kiss down her neck, moving along the pulse points, licking and nibbling ever so gently at the tender flesh there. Jill leaned her head back and let out a contended sigh that slowly turned into a moan of pleasure. She felt her whole body go limp.

Moving down to her breasts, Dante reached up with his hands to grasp the firm and supple D cup sized mounds. He squeezed them and pinched the nipples before using his mouth on them, licking and sucking on them, stimulating the delicate flesh.

As Dante worked her breasts, Jill felt the excitement building rapidly in her, and almost immediately, she felt herself being worked towards her peak. 'Dante has fondled my breasts before', she managed to think through euphoria that was already starting to cloud her mind, 'but he has never made me cum from that alone!', Jill was aware that years of sexual deprivation was wreaking havoc on her unsated urges but she didn't know it was this bad. It shocked her to find out how it made her this vulnerable to the level of physical intimacy that Dante was performing on her at this very second. As the pleasure continued to build, the thoughts just as quickly left her mind, she gave herself over to the ecstasy.

While stimulating Jill's breasts, Dante could hear her breathing get quicker by the second and become more ragged; something that he had learned a long time ago meant she was fast approaching her climax. He knew that some woman came just from having their breasts stimulated, but he could not recall it ever happening to Jill.

Not that he was complaining, of course.

Dante persisted with his licking, rubbing and squeezing of his lover's breasts, hearing her increase the rate of her breathing until she reached a crescendo. At this, Jill involuntarily bucked her hips upwards and let out a brief squeal of pleasure. She followed this with a low moan as she came down from the sudden high of her unexpected orgasm.

Ceasing his actions on her breasts, Dante waited a few moments for Jill to come down from her sudden euphoria before looking up at her with a grin. "Wow Jill, all I did was man handle your boobs and you came just from that? What would your pals in the anti-zombie squad say about their tough as nails by the books squad mate Jill got an orgasm from breast stimulation?" he quipped.

Jill swallowed and took a couple of breaths before she could answer. "Shut up...its been a while...alright." She looked as though she was trying to say something else, her face would've grown a shade of red from embarrassment and threatened him to not say a word to her B.S.A.A. teammates as well as correct him that her organization is called the Bioterrorism Security Assessment Alliance, but the climax had left her mind too muddled to form a coherent thought.

"Definitely had me fooled. Whelp, can't just stop at your breasts and call it there. Not very gentlemanly of me to leave his girl high and dry after just some foreplay. And besides..." Dante's grin became feral. "That was just the hors d'oeuvres." Since back in Russia, thanks to his heightened senses, Dante was able to pick up the sweet scent of Jill's arousal that had tinged her already sweet body when they were getting reacquainted with each other. He did really well at ignoring it but now her arousal was thick in his nose and impossible to ignore. "It's time to move on to the soup dish." He could smell how wet she was and the part of him that was not man was practically salivating at the thought of having this sweet delectable fresh prey presented to him writhing underneath him.

Jill opened her mouth to say something, but immediately found herself cut off as the swordmaster resumed his assault on her body. This time, he started at the flesh just below her breasts. He had heard that for many women, this particular area was rather sensitive, and Jill was no exception. As he ran his lips and tongue over the skin below her right breast and stroked the skin under the left with his finger, the former S.T.A.R.S. member let out a little yelp that was equal parts surprise and pleasure.

Once again wracked in physical bliss, Jill could do nothing apart from lean her head back against the bedding and close her eyes as she was subjected to the achingly wondrous sensations inflicted upon her body. Her hands seemed to have minds of their own as her left hand layed on the back of her white haired beau's head pressing down more onto her skin to increase the sensation from his lips, while her right hand rubbed her neck before moving down to her breasts and gently squeezing them, adding to the feeling.

Dante proceeded to move down his lover's body, kissing her flat abdomen and downwards, stopping briefly to dip his tongue into her sensitive navel, earning a brief giggle from her which Dante found it to be really cute, he will start having fun with that going forward.

Moments later, Dante's face was down at Jill's womanhood, now thoroughly moistened due to her increased level of excitement, not to mention her previous orgasm. Flicking his tongue out, he teased the delicate flesh for less than a second, yet it was enough to make Jill gasp and arch her back upwards in pleasure; a seemingly involuntary response. Grinning slightly, Dante lashed out with his tongue again, this time for a slightly longer time, and received a similar response.

Dante repeated this process, drawing his lover's exquisite need out for the length of a minute and then longer. For Jill, she felt a brief sting of ecstasy that reminded her just how Dante did the same thing when they were together before, how Dante lit her world so bright with the skill of his tongue. She always ended up seeing stars from Dante performing oral on her, no pun intended.

Dante was treating himself to the taste of her nectar. She tasted as sweet as strawberries and at the same time as pure as the first time they've dated. And to his surprise, he is not sensing the smell or mark of another man since him. Has she kept herself off the market for him? If so, he couldn't help but smile in his mind at the heartwarming feeling he had when he figured his girl truly missed him deeply.

Dante began to get aggressive with his mouth on Jill's Valentine tunnel, sliding his tongue into her warm, juicy orifice resulting in another spike of sensation for her. The end result was a level that kept increasing ever so slowly, bringing her closer to her next climax. She wanted to reach her peak and get it over with and feel the orgasm that Dante was able to bring with his tongue again, but at the same time, she wanted it to last as long as she could make it.

At the same time, Dante could hear Jill's gasps increasing in both length and volume, indicating that she was slowly but surely getting closer and closer to another orgasm. His tongue and jaw were beginning to feel the slightest amount of fatigue but he kept going. As far as he was concerned, the positives definitely outweighed the negatives many times over. Jill's gasps got longer and louder and eventually, she began to moan out Dante's name "Uhhhh! Mmmm! Ahhhhh Dante!" The crescendo went on for well over two minutes. This made Dante increase his tempo lashing his tongue wildly in her need, until she reached her pinnacle, and let out a loud and lengthy moan, her hips once again bucking upwards as her pussy unleashes a fresh flood of fluids.

The gunslinger took the brunt of it getting splashed in the face by his love partner's sweet flavor. Pulling back to look at the aftermath of his tongue skills, he sees that Jill was laying basking in the afterglow of her latest orgasm. Her body was shaking from the intense pleasure, white spots were appearing in her vision. Between her legs was a wet spot on the bed caused from the fluids ejected out of her sensitive pleasure hole. It took a minute for the brown haired milf to return from her sexual high. Looking at the man of the house who stood up straight with his hands on his hips and an aloof yet caring smirk on his face. "I think I might have went a little overboard going down on you. Ya hanging in there alright fancy face?" Dante asked waiting for Jill to make a full recovery.

Taking a few breaths. Her vision was blurry, and as she waited for it to clear up, she attempted to drag her mind out of the euphoric haze that she was in. As her eyes focused once more, Jill looked to see Dante wiping the moist sheen from his mouth with the back of his hands. "Never better." Was all she said with a smile and made a thumbs up gesture. " So, feeling refreshed?" Jill joked propping her upper body a bit with her elbows and had a bit of a naughty smirk.

"Hahaha, pretty tasty stuff you got making down there like always." The white haired stud teased making Jill blush out of both embarrassment & flattery.

"Such a charmer. Now that you had your fill, I think its my turn to treat you a little." She said standing up and tugged on his arm.

Dante couldn't help but raise an eyebrow in surprise. Telling by the look on her face, his love partner had a little something planned but allowed her to shove him on the bed, he'll play along, see where this was going.

"Could you...take this off for me?" Jill asked meekly referring to his long sleeved shirt that he usually wore under his red coat that he still had on.

"Gonna arrest me if I don't comply?" He quipped, which made Jill puff her cheeks a bit.

"Don't make me get the cuffs and taser." She playfully threatened.

"Ooh, kinky."

"Shirt off now mister." She commanded like she was scolding a child.

"Alright fine." The gunslinger conceded. He was unnecessarily stalling the moment after all.

Jill couldn't help but gaze in delight at how Dante did the simple thing of taking off his shirt. Unlike when a woman does it, it is usually a trivial thing but some how whenever those hunks from Hollywood, sports & modeling industry goes through the motion of taking off their shirt, they do it in a way that makes it such a turn on.

And Dante has perfected that art, she could watch him do that all day but that would just completely defeat the purpose of why they have undressed in front of each other. She would just go crazy and lunge at him with no sense of control.

Throwing his shirt off to the side, The son of Sparda then moved to his pants, since the belt, button and zipper were already undone thanks to the lock picking expert, leaving him to simply slide them down and off his legs, leaving him in nothing but his boxers.

Now, it was Jill's turn to treat her eyes to the wonder that is Dante's body and it didn't disappoint. She didn't mind comparing him to the men she knew in the force at all. Highly trained professionals meant her teammates and mercenaries that she worked with had needed to look after their appearances to some degree but they simply didn't compare to Dante's build. Her boyfriend had an athlete's structure, muscles primed and on display. And she wasn't the only one who went through changers with her appearance, so has Dante. His shoulders were broader than when they were dating, and his chest was more solidly muscled. He still lacked the sheer bulk that Chris' muscles had but Jill much preferred that, Dante's skin didn't look as if it would burst from the brawn beneath. His arms and legs were toned to perfection without an ounce of excess weight on them and everything from his broad shoulders down to the underwear, the only thing covering his modesty was sculpted masterfully.

Jill adored how he looked, even in his current age his body spoke of youth & life. And despite being quite mature like many women her age, a trained and experienced government agent/soldier and also a mother of a nine year old, she couldn't help but feel like a giddy teenage girl again as she ogled him but her current thoughts brought out another sensation that her compassionate, modest, unpretentious self thought she would never be feeling, boastful.

She is far from the type of girl to brag about her achievements and possessions but her sinister side was wishing she could bring her hunky lover to meet a girl from her highschool named Alex who was the definition of the head cheerleader queen bee architype. Alex had all the class mates blindly think she was the perfect girl when in reality she was the devil in disguise taking advantage of everyone's blind admiration and just get everything handed to her without working for it, banking on her looks to get by in life and she even once called Jill ugly.

The nerve of that bitch, well lets see who the real ugly girl is when she presents Alex a man that makes every good looking boy that stuck up has dated look sickly in comparison and 'subtly' gloat how he is all hers and she can never have him; finally shut her up, see that jealous look on her face when she gets to-

"Heh, I see you got that devious look on your face babe, what are you thinking about?" Dante said bringing Jill out of her day dream state.

"Huh? Oh..uh n-no-nothing." Jill said forcing an innocent smile. "I wasn't thinking..about...stuff" Jill stuttered with a blush on her lob sided smile.

But Dante was giving her a look that he clearly was not buying. "You were staring off into space with that smile hun." He said with an amused face making her's turn more red.

"Shut up." She quickly blurted and walks up to him and kisses him again hoping it would be enough to distract him making Dante chuckle in amusement at her awkward moment. She still has her dorky moments. Her humbleness was cute and went along with the kiss, rolling onto his back and wordlessly invited her to lay on top of him, which she did and he felt her fingers slide into his hair. He murmured happily because that felt unexpectedly good. Especially when he was feeling a warm damp on his waist where Jill's private area was making contact with.

Jill pulled back and began to crawl down, looking at Dante with a gleam in her eyes, "How about I try taking care of you for once." she said, laying down little wet kisses down his chest and abs with a few good licks here and there.

Dante blinked, surprised. The way she said that while how she is positioning herself right now, his heart began to race as his mind envionsed the very thing that it was all implicating.

If what he is thinking turned out to be what she is really gonna do, his mind would be sputtering incoherent syllables. He can imagine Lady & Trish doing it.

But Jill?

He always have been the one to get her off, but she hasn't ever done it to him. But he kept quiet out of either shock or anticipation.

Jill was a bit nervous herself if she was being honest. This was the first time she was attempting this. But during the years they've been apart, Jill has started to have thoughts of experimenting with certain things that couples would perform on each other during their private moments, some that are either sweet and conveys even more affection and love through the action and some that are classified as naughty and taboo.

Jill knew she couldn't speak for all but to her, what she had in mind fell in between at the current moment. What made Jill push on was the fact that it was actually more common than she thought. The conversation was brought up a few times by her friends in college and when she told them she never did it, they playfully called her a prude in which she simply just responded, 'Or maybe I just never did it.'

Add in that Jill has proven to be a determined girl in getting the job done, even at the risk of her life. And right now, she is using that determination that got her through all those life and death situations in the past to complete her current mission, pleasing her man for once. She couldn't help but chuckle at that mentally in her mind.

Placing her palms on his thighs, a smirk crept on her graceful features, she slid her hands up, just now noticing that his muscular thighs are waxed, she hooked her fingers into the hem of his undergarment and slid it off, and once she finally revealed his member, taking it in her hand, she paused...

'Did he...get bigger?'

Jill blinked in surprise with a curious side tilt of her head. She is now feeling the same way as she did when she first laid her eyes on Dante's member. Feeling a bit overwhelmed and hesitant at the moment. She was feeling like she was going to lose her virginity all over again, she will need to readjust herself to his larger size. Releasing a deep feminine exhale she didn't notice she was holding, as fast as her nervousness & shy attitude came, it went. Replaced by boldness and excitement. Unable to help herself, the lawful girl reached out with her hand and wrapped her palm around the pole. Unconsciously, she slowly stroked the cock up and down, the gunslinger supported a powerful erection; it felt so hardened and throbbed with life. It is a large ten-inch monster that is impressively husky yet smooth. If she was more in touch with her sexuality side, she would be smiling wolfishly right now at how much she is gonna enjoy experiencing his new larger size right about now.

Turning her gaze from the larger than she remembered member 'Hey that rhymes hehe' to Dante's face, he watched her with an amused cocky & delighted smile, her reaction did not go unnoticed. "Surprised you weren't the only one who's guns have gotten bigger?"

Jill couldn't help but give a meek smile, rolling her eyes playfully, 'well, I am a bit surprised...but also happy.' she said inwardly. "How about you stop running your mouth so I can return the favor and work you up a bit baby." Jill said, a graceful yet teasing smirk growing on her face.

She went back to focus on the cock in her hand, grabbing the member with her other hand, she began to pump a bit faster but at a still steady pace with both hands. This went on for a bout a moment, as Jill kept alternating glances between Dante's deep electric blue eyes & his tantalizing secret weapon that she was jerking off. She was actually expecting this to be a bit of a chore, just a lark on her end but somehow this was feeling good, she didn't know how. Maybe it was the way that his groans that she heard here and there sounded sexy, making the handjob more enjoyable for her as it must be for him or that the throbbing erect organ just felt so good in her hands, like she is rubbing a muscle that became just as addicting to touch as his other ones.

The fact that his enjoyment of getting him aroused by her was enough to follow through with trying to please him like he always did for her but now she can say she will be more than happy to try this again with him.

Dante surprisingly is liking this little handjob more than he thought. Combine the sensation of feeling her soft smooth warm hands gliding up and down his manhood along with the exchange of genuine care and love that they feel for each other when their eyes meet. This was a very pleasant foreplay for him. Although she was fumbling, it was quite arousing to watch her figure out what to do.

Jill didn't mind to keep going but Dante said it himself, you can't really settle for the hors d'oeuvres. Especially when he is packing like he is, as well as her outpour of desire intensified by years apart.

However, there was one more thing Jill wanted to do for him. Before she was still hesitent about doing it for the first time in her life but with the mood that playing with his 'prowess' has brought in her, it gave her the courage to just go for it and don't even think about flinching.

Jill tentatively leaned in and ran the tip of her tongue over the tip of his shaft slowly and peeked up at him curiously.

Dante just stared at her in fascination. This was the last thing he'd expected her to do! Her tongue had been warm and slick and he thought it almost made his cock jump up in attention. Her face, already flushed, seemed to get redder.

"You have quite a wild mind to come up with this idea, Jill," he teased her.

"Dante I've seen porn too, okay." she chortled.

Honestly, though, he was delighted to see her take the initiative and murmured a moan of pleasure at the feeling of her tentative caresses. He found it fascinating to watch her and gently stroked her hair, combing it away from her face to better admire her. Her fingers started softly and steadily grew firmer and more confident as she paid attention to his reactions. Her tongue added to the attentions and he blurted a louder groan when it teased the tip before her lips mock-nipped it. She dragged her tongue along the length then pulled back.

When it came to two adults having fun in in the bedroom, this wasn't Jill's area of expertise. She would go as far as to say she is just winging it. The more she thought about it, the more she convinced herself she was being adventurous, trying new things like she always has. Its not like she spent her entire career pushing papers at a desk after all. She felt something odd, an electric thrill up her spine.

Getting more daring, she leaned in and inserted Dante's manhood into her mouth. Jill took a good amount of his cock in her mouth and suck rather gently. Making cute little sucking sounds as she bobbed her head at a nice and easy pace.

Chancing a glance towards Dante's face, she was surprised to see that instead of his trademark cocky teasing grin, she saw genuine appreciative pleasure. It was a dead give away that this was her first time giving a man a blowjob but his expression conveyed that he was honored that she now gave him her oral virginity as well so far. She couldn't help but give a smile that lit up beautifully, even with a man's shaft occupying her mouth.

The brunette's hands weren't idle either as she remembered in the adult film that she watch had the woman use her hand to grip the rest of the fat cock and jerked it along with the bobbing of her head. And Jill began to mimic that action as well.

'It tastes kind of salty but it's actually not that bad...' Jill hummed to herself as she started getting more into it. Wiggling her bare hips as the heat between her legs grew more and more. Her thoughts swarmed with what she is doing. Jill herself was still blown that she might actually be enjoying providing Dante a blowjob. With him, for some reason it just felt...right.

Dante couldn't help but groan by how he was getting worked up by his girl. While clearly inexperienced, Jill's eagerness helped as her hot mouth covered Dante's cock in spit.

With a pop of her lips, Jill took her mouth off of Dante's rod. Smiling innocently with her cheeks red. "Soo...how did I do?" Just even asking that question made her feel a bit embarrassed as her cheeks turned another shade of red.

The half demon couldn't help but flash a smile, cupping her chin with his hand. "You haven't done anything like that before." He said gliding a thumb across her soft cheek. "But I gotta say, not bad. Not bad at all. I enjoyed myself enough, but if you wanna make it better, some practice wouldn't hurt."

"You can bet on it then, I'll make you get the same reaction you make me get one day." She playfully tapped her finger on his nose. "Now I think we dragged on the foreplay long enough." The stunning B.S.A.A. agent said with a playful aggressive shove making him lie on his back while she crawled above him with a lustful look in her eyes. Kissing down on his lips.

Jill forced her tongue inside his mouth, moaning. He eagerly met it with his own, their wet and fleshy muscles reuniting inside their mouths. The orgasm Jill experienced with joy when Dante was ravishing her womanhood with his mouth was fulfilling enough but the prospect of feeling his new larger size inside her was overbearing. Now every second that she hasn't taken it already was just mocking her need at this point.

Believing now that both their private areas are ready for each other, Jill pulled her mouth off from his but layed her forehead onto his, eyes locked with eachother's. Dante sat up and now Jill was on his lap, her knees braced on either side of him. If Dante had to be honest, he was eager to have himself enveloped by her hot, damp tightness. Without looking down, still lost in her handsome lover's eyes, the B.S.A.A. agent reached down to align his steel hard organ, prime and ready to be received into her need.

However, her mind demanded too much for her take him all the way in swiftly and finally be fulfilled. Jill took that to heart and rather lower herself slowly and get a nice steady pleasurable penetration, she dropped down her moist warm tunnel to be speared by his thick cock. "AHHHH!" Jill wailed loudly, her hair flung when she whipped her head up a bit as Dante's 10 inches fully penetrating her, the swordmaster responded by quickly raising her and removing his solid cock and asking.

"Can you take it?"

"Yeah, just give me a second." Jill said. She used her elegant fingers to stroke Dante's cock into her again, this time gentler than before, and held the base as it reached its peak in her as she lowered herself slowly. She moaned again, this time more pleasure than pain, which Dante was overjoyed to hear.

All of Jill's passionate emotions swimming in her head and hormones raging in her body had clogged her gears of thought and rationality enough for her to realize that her body would need to take a minute to get used to the new size before they can resume and really start to show their love for each other.

Jill took a few deep sensual breaths, as her walls were now being stretched by the length and hardness of the mercenary's intruding pole. "Oh my god this is..." She breaths. She couldn't think of what to say to describe exactly what she is feeling and finish saying what she blurted out of impulse. Obviously Isara was proof that this wasn't her first time having sex. But it was so long since the last time she and Dante had together, it might as well be her first time again. Especially with Dante's larger length that she couldn't help but stress enough. Jill's body was now becoming more and more accepting of Dante's package.

As for Dante, feeling Jill's depths adjusting itself to make him more welcoming to her sacred area. Feeling it pulse while it gets a smooth pleasant grip and coating him with her warm and slick sex fluids. He couldn't help but groan huskily.

With Jill's eyes closed, laying her palms on Dante's shoulders taking a few erotic gasps, her upper body sensually squirming. Jill felt her heart was pumping as hard as those times she was fighting and running to survive. Except right now it is out of ecstasy. Her body and mind getting closer and closer to the point that it was now ready to play in the big league.

Dante's League.

Jill then looked right into Dante's eyes. Sending him a look with her eyes smoldering with predatory heat. The hungry glare gave the merc a delightful shiver. He was looking in the eyes of a woman drowning in her primal urges. "Lay down" was all she said in a low sinful voice as she lightly pushed his body down to be lying flat on the mattress so she can have a better angle without his body getting in the way.

The demon slayer smirked that both welcomed and challenged her overgrown need.

And so it began. Jill straightened up her upper body, trying to get every bit of Dante's length inserted in her core and she started to ride him. First few strokes she started out slow and steady like with her handjob earlier, rising up close to the head only to bottom down all the way to his base, making so her pelvis met his every time she sunk herself down on the cambion.

After about four or five strokes, she gradually increased her rate of her work on him. Breathing heavily, she bottomed out harder. Jill now felt her crotch was on fire with arousal, and needed those desires sated as roughly as possible. Moaning and groaning with high levels of pleasure already brought on from when she started to bounce on his big hard cock squeezing his member each time with her tight velvet cavern.

Letting out an audible guttural whimper, she increased her rate of her rise and sink even faster while she had her palms firmly placed on his amazing hard abs, liking the rush and the way his member slid in and out from inside of her, she was now bouncing hard enough that the explicit lewd beat of her forbidden area colliding on top of his everytime she bottomed out has now began to play loudly along with her groans and whimpers growing in volume greatly conveying her arousal and need. The deprave sound of her rounder and plumper ass slamming down on his pelvis creating a lecherous rhythm 'CLOP! CLOP! CLAP! CLAP! CLOP! CLAP' that resounded in the bedroom.

Jill's sensual moans have now developed into cries of lust. "Ahhffuck!" Jill exclaimed erotically, filling herself again and again with his cock. "Oh my GOD!" If felt as though Dante was spreading her twice as far as before and Jill didn't know how to tell if that was a fact or simply a matter of how aroused she felt.

Dante couldn't help but throw his head back by how much Jill was gripping him so tightly and milking him so thoroughly. Grabbing her waste and helping her guide her down, sinking him all the way to the base inside her tight cavern. At the same time he watched with both love and admiration as well as a lustful gaze with his eyes roaming up and down her nude body as she is now wildly fucking him with aggression at this point. From the look of her beautiful face in a state of blissful ecstasy as the screams of pleasure with the occasional swears leaving her mouth and her smooth brown hair bobbing with each fluid stroke,

to her round, full and perfectly ratio sized breasts jiggling and bouncing up and down which even though it slightly ached, it did nothing but add to Jill's ecstasy & Dante's viewing pleasure,

down to where they are connected to each other as passionate lovers. Her soft wet lips stretched around his girth, being able to see his length coated in Jill's slick sweet love juice as her tight tunnel continues to slide up and down every inch of him far better than she was able to with her mouth.

Just the site of it alone was enough to spur him to wanting to take control and be the one to pound into her. But by god were her cracking erotic screams and the wonders of her womb multiplied his urges twenty fold. He wanted nothing more than to start thrusting up into her from below, matching her motions to slam into her depths with more strength.

But it took a lot of will power to hold off on that for now. He realized that Jill needed this more than him. She's a tough girl but has been through a lot that could give many people PTSD, especially from the last mission. It was best to go ahead and let Jill have this and be the one on top going bananas on him while he lays there like a subdued beast. And that he was all for it.

He'll still have his turn. This was a give and take relationship between them. And he was letting her have hers first.

He continued to watch as Jill is now riding him like a pro and not like a timid shy girl nervous about to have her first time. The delicious sound of flesh against flesh, of just how wet she was for him, her calls of orgasmic primal lust echoed in the room as Jill fucked him, letting herself go as she became more animalistic than either of them were expecting. It was like the cute reserved quiet focused girl that Jill was has been taken and in her place is a feral passionate sex drunk cougar.

"HAHH!" 'CLOP! CLOP! CLOP!' "HA YEAH!" 'CLOP! CLOP! CLOP!' "HAHH FFFUCK! HAHH!" 'CLOP! CLOP! CLOP!' Jill was all but a slave to her skyrocketing passion as she continues to wildly ride her muscular hero, a sheen of sweat forming on her soft flawless skin, gliding on his girth with wet slaps due to how much the agent's musk gushed out of her and onto Dante; and high pitched calls of lust up towards the ceiling, her hands alternating between touching his body and her own.

While Dante continued enjoying this sexual escapade quite a lot himself. Groaning and grunting erupted between his teeth. His strong fingers firmly grasping the sides of the soft plush curves of her hips. His legs now sprawled with his knees elevated and more relaxed making sure he didn't keep them stiff which some how added to his sensation. His eyes, ears, hands & his member were all marveled by the site, sounds and feeling of Jill. "Ahh God." He couldn't help but huskily moan in delight from the massive waves of pleasure spamming through out his entire body like radar every time the stunning specialist collided her weight onto his lap, her cavern getting tighter on his hot rod into a vice like grip. Roaming and coping feels around her nude dampening body with his hands, one gliding up the collar of her neck. Index and middle fingers hovering over her parted lips.

Together under his own will and her spell over him, he conscious/unconsciously inserted them into her mouth. Under the same conditions, Jill sucked and swirled her tongue around mimicking how a professional pornstar would with an open mouth, making the most explicit breathing noise she ever has. A far cry from the Jill operating on her dangerous high risk mission to take down Sergei in Russia that only some of the most hardened well trained skilled and experienced operatives in the world are able to prepare themselves for.

"OH MY GOD! OH MY FUCKING GOD! 'CLOP!' 'CLOP!' 'CLOP!' 'CLOP!' "YES! YES! YESSSS!" Each yes coming out more ragged and dragged out, Jill spent a good twenty minutes riding away on his steel hard cock and the smack of her shapely ass hitting down onto his crotch ringing out in the bedroom along with both their moans. She would've been more than happy to keep bouncing away on him but the next climax that she has built up from her journey on top of Dante is approaching, this one even greater than when he made her cum with his tongue. "DHAA! DANHAH!" Jill tried to muster up what ever she had in her to announce that she was about to climax on her white haired handsome love. But it was very difficult for her through all the raw euphoria that she is submerged in. "DANTE! HAHH I"M...I"M!..."

"I know babe." Dante said from below her. "Don't talk, MMM, just go ahead and do your...thing NNEA." The devil hunter lightly growled as he continued to enjoy the thrills of pleasure emanating from his lower regions to all corners of his body. Jill obliged to what Dante said, continued to work towards her peak that she was beyond eager to reach after her long assault on the laying devil. She was kinda hoping that Dante would climax with her. Ride out the afterglow of it together like they have before and then share the decent from their high with each other and enjoy each other's warmth in silence. Both parties getting ready to orgasm together would usually be the case but this was not gonna be that kind of love making scene. Dante was not finished. He planned on to get his turn to assault and explore her temple more.

It didn't take long until Jill's song of orgasmic screams finally came to an end as she came to her tipping point from filling herself over and over again. "HooOOHHhhghh!" She wailed with blind pleasure as her uterus exploded soaking both their sex organs with her natural juice. Her body involuntarily quivering from her near overdose.

As Jill got at her loudest, Dante couldn't keep himself silent as he grunted in pleasure and satisfaction as his partner clamped so much on him, it was as if her lips clung to his shaft like a skin tight suit. It brought him seconds away from bursting; making his chest heave in both surprise and pleasure. Luckily he had enough will to not let that happen, but it spurred his inner demon's sinful urges to claw out from his confines and demand to take the full reigns, wanting to ravage the beauty in her state of lust even if her stamina has drained down to its last ounce in the tank and she can no longer continue to provide entertainment for him, he would not care, he would not stop plunging himself into her until he is sated. The half breed kept that side of him under control with some effort though his desire of wanting to get his fill for both of them to a smaller extent had risen but his compassionate side still wanted to treat this lovely flower with love and care.

Now Jill began to pant heavily, each deep exhale she shivered as she was coming down from her soaring climax.

Slumping her body forward as she whipped her head to have her hair gathered, hanging on one side, she gazed down on the white haired stud that she was unleashing her desires on. Both their blue eyes met, her hand cupping his cheek lovingly as she rocked her pelvis on him. "Jill" Dante let her name escape from his mouth. "Dante." Jill said back, eyes glazed with lusty haze and want from the recent and third climax of the night. Dante could taste Jill's sweaty hair against his lips, smell her sex and her need. Driven by his impulse, Dante placed his hand behind her head and brought her head down to smash her lips against his. Jill reciprocated: before either knew what they were doing, the couple were locked in a deep, hungry kiss, tongues slapping across each other, drooling down their chins and peering into one another's eyes like the passionate lovers they are.

Suddenly before she knew it, Jill was rolled over onto her back. Being surprised for a brief second before seeing her love's face. Seeing his handsome face giving her that husky smirk she loved so much. "Hope you don't mind if we keep this party going babe." He said with a hungry grin.

Even though Jill was willing to call it there and say she is done after she has gleefully climaxed three times already, some how she knew that it wasn't gonna be an option, not with the look that he was giving her and how he now has her on the bottom, but she did not mind one bit, for some reason it always made her shiver in excitement. The side of her that layed dormant within her until they've started to make love to each other that is now making her live up to her name sake gladly answered the call and invited the attractive mercenary into her den.

She responded with a sultry smirk, a damn sexy one that could give Trish and Lady's a run for their money. "We can keep going as long as you want baby." She said in her best seductive voice. A tone that "On Duty" Jill would be quite shocked to see herself be able to make.

The hunter grinned devilishly. If one could hear inside his thoughts, they would hear an unearthly beastly growl emanating from his demonic half that could be translated as saying, ['BAH! Careful what you say woman, as if your puny, scrawny, inferior human body is capable of keeping up in mating with this demon~.']

The muscular cambion rose up to his knees while still keeping eye contact with the nude government agent, he slipped his hands underneath her thighs and grabbed her hips and shuffled backwards, dragging her over to the edge of the bed with ease while Jill just simply allowed him to do so. Standing over her while she is on her back, Dante forcefully spread Jill's thigh's apart into a crude V. Dante had to adjust his stance so his still large hard erection was leveled with the soft lips of Jill's opening and her thin calves hooked around his triceps, primed and ready to fill her again but this time on his terms.

Jill was more eager than hesitant by a large margin about continuing to keep making love to her white knight despite already climaxing more than she was hoping for in one night. Heck she was still breathing heavily from the intense orgasm of her roughly riding his little (read: large) monster between his legs. But she absolutely didn't think twice about going at it again immediately without knowing she was ready or not. Her feminine side resolutely refused to?

Not when the man she is with is the epitome of masculine sexuality and attractiveness.

Not when both her body and mind is still too clouded in the sheer wondrous sensations that Dante inflicted on her to be able to think with a clear head

Certainly not when the Jill within her that has been starved of love and passion for the past decade and demanded that they make up for all this lost time.

And definitely not when at this point, almost every inch of Dante became more and more addicting to all her senses and she just wanted more of him.

Jill said nothing, she only gave him that same sensual smirk, her eyes giving him a teasing 'what are you waiting for big~ boy?' look.

With that, Dante made his move and slid his manhood into his girl's love portal once more. Jill let out a soft squeal of surprise as she felt the tip of his Jackson penetrate her moist cavern, and this turned into a low moan of contentment as she felt him slide his shaft all the way into her, burying himself to the hilt.

Almost immediately, Jill could feel her body start to quake in response to the sensations she felt as the demon hunter began to move in and out of her with a determined pace. An involuntary jerk of her body reminded her just how much she longed for this despite doing well to keep her job as both a trained bioterrorism response specialist and a mother first and foremost when she needed to. But as Dante began to increase his thrusts, the former R.C.P.D. member once again began to lose all forms of her worries, and simply reveled in the sensation.

Seeing his lover at his mercy, Dante was spurred on to increase his tempo. Memories of their amazing nights together before flitted through his memory, reminding him how Jill wasn't this outgoing in bed. She still had some innocence to her but now she has done things that now give her the right to say she is quite the woman now. And Dante could not deny that he was loving how active she is now.

With each thrust, Dante saw the way that Jill's body reacted. Her breasts moved back and forth with each thrust, her head was thrown back into the matress. For the most part, Jill's eyes were shut tightly, but every few moments, they would open, and he would get a sight of her grayish blue eyes, clouded in euphoria.

Jill's moans started out low and even, but with each consecutive thrust, they got slightly louder and more ragged, and the length of time between them got shorter and shorter.

It just now ocurred to Jill that Dante's strength and finesse with his thrust skills have also increased over the years of their seperation. Add in the fact that his package has gotten larger and oh boy, is she being ravaged like never before and she is enjoying it.

Can she handle it even with her mind not being able to keep up with all the pleasure over loading her gears of thought?

She will just have to find out.

Dante had his right hand firmly on the matress, his left hand on her right shoulder blade. Jill's legs were shifted a bit to where her right ankle rested on Dante's left shoulder while her left remained wrapped around his right tricep.

Jill's mind was in a state of haywire bliss, her head aimlessly rolling from Dante's relentless assault with his thrusts. They held so much power that her core was now burning and there is even a bulge in her tummy every time Dante fills her to the hilt.

Dante also started to give in to his lust as the sounds of his groans and growls become more audible and mixing with Jill's vulgar moans and whimpers. Building more speed to his penetration, at this point he now wondered how he hasn't bursted yet. Sure most likely it was his demonic gifts that is helping him be able to perform this long and persevere through the tortuous feeling of Jill feeling tighter and tighter on his little Dante while at the same time is throbbing harder and harder. But this is one torture he is enjoying a little too much.

It also could be the way his demonic physiology works, he is able to convert pain into energy and his demonic heritage might be mistaken Jill's cries of pleasure for serious bodily harming pain and that is what's making him be able to keep going, he could go for hours, even days if he wanted to but Jill wouldn't. She might be in great shape and all but even tough athletic fighter girls like her would die of exaustion and he is 99 percent sure that neither of them would want for her to go out like that.

Jill's head was positively swimming. Jill felt as though she can no longer think anything beyond what Dante is doing to her now. Through the murky cloud of euphoria that now shrouded her mind, she could feel only the excruciating pleasure that the white haired mercenary was inflicting upon her and all she could do was lay there and sputter incomplete thoughts.

"Please, Dante...please..." Jill completely unconciously sobs out seeming like she had no control with what is coming out of her mouth. Please? Please what? Please stop? Please keep going? Jill didn't even know what she was thinking anymore. And she found that she didn't care.

She felt the pleasure build up inside of her once more, and she felt herself being pushed over the edge once more as she can feel Dante's member throbbing inside her thus filling her more and more, at least thats what it felt like. The pressure mounts so high that she thinks she is about to explode, and explode she does. Her groin spasms, muscles twiching and pulsing as she releases, soaking herself and Dante.

This caused Dante to grit his teeth and throw his head back making his hair flap and grunted in sensation. Returning his gaze down to his significant lover, he flashed a victorious grin, more towards himself than to her, he doubt she had enough sense of thought to notice it with the way she seems right now. She just layed motionless, stared up at the dark brown ceiling with a blatant tired look on her face panting with deep breaths. Her thoughts muddled as if she was half asleep.

This time however, the demon hunter was not interested in letting the former S.T.A.R.S. member recover. While she was still coming down from the significant high of her latest climax, he began spearing her deep and hard again, giving in to his inner demon's desires. Well not entirely give in, more like appease his demands, keep pounding away on this hot piece of lawful ass until she is sore rather than until she is crippled.

Even though Jill is slightly drained at this point, she is indulging in his slightly rough play as much as he is, to both their heart's content. He could see and smell it as clear as day, the brimming amount of craving for him fueld by the sin of lust burning and boiling every where in her body.

Jill let out another cry as she felt Dante continue to impale her with his metal and overworking the sensitive bundle of nerves that served as her womanhood. As he did, acting on his impulses he brought down his muscular torso on top of hers, spreading her legs even wider which made the half demon well delighted to see how flexible the paramilitary woman turned out to be.

Also Jill is in a state where just one simple kiss from Dante would send her into fits of unbelievable bliss. Having his tight six pack abdominals and rock hard pectorals pressed against her smooth soft curvy damp belly and generous sized breasts all while planting another hungry french kiss on her plush lips, not stopping his thrusts. This served to send Jill into incomparable ectasy, making her want him all the more.

Jill grabbed his shoulder blades, using whatever strength she had in her to pull him as if she could more than how much he already is up on her. The enormous amount of bliss jolting her body made Jill begin to claw down on his back leaving up scratch marks without her even realizing how hard her nails are digging into his skin.

Not that it mattered since the abrasion scratches healed right away. Though Dante still noticed and couldn't help but grin teasingly but didn't say aything. In a way his demonic half thought it was amusing like seeing a newborn kitten trying to scratch a big bad demonic wolf with a hide that can withstand steel blades. The swordmaster continued to pound into her while kissing down her jaw to her sensitive neck, letting Jill's wails and squeals of his name escape into the open air in the room that has now become hot and humid with all the sexual heat enamating from the two nude attractive professionals in their respective fields.

The pitch of Jill's orgasmic cresendo began to rise again, signaling that she is starting to approach her high. "Mmaha! Dante! *Pant* "HaHH!" *Pant* "DANTE!" "Ah! Aah! AAAAH!" Jill 'sung' in pure lust. Her sexual screams went higher at each 'ah'.

Feeling her soft mounds pressed against him and hearing her erotic vocal want, he was spurred to go a bit wild and increase his speed of filling Jill again and again with his large man meat. He groaned loudly against her collar bone.

Jill gasped as she embraced the demon hunter's torso tigher. Molding it onto her's, feeling his delicious heat meshing with her's adding to the experience of the sexual high even more breathtaking. Her body shaking as she feels his love battering her until her walls collapse and she goes through another orgasm of the night, this time with every inch of her skin being touched by Dante's tingling with bliss.

Dante growled through his gritted teeth from the wonders of Jill cumming on his member. Breathing heavily against the side of her throat. Releasing her thighs to let them sprawl over the edge of the bed as well as her arms since she released his body and let them fall on the matress, the government agent now laying in a heep beneath the demon. Incohearent syllables seeping through her lips as she finds keeping her eyelids open now difficult.

Dante began to bring his head back up to her's, lips grazing along her skin, laying little nips, leaving a trail of shivering heat from his breath and pecs upon her epidermis until his lips hover over her's, claiming them, tasting her hot soft mouth briefly, feeling her moan into his mouth in return as she is not bothered by his white locks brushing over her eyes. Pulling his mouth off with a lewd wet 'Clok', Dante brushed aside the strands of her brown hair from her eyes while his other hand was snaking down to her lower region that he pulled his junk out of. Plopping down next to her laying on his side.

"I don't think I've made you come this many times in one night." Dante said as he began to massage her core softly with circular motions. "Not that I'm complaining though." The white haired hunter smiled.

Jill moaned from her beau teasing her, enjoying the touch of him rubbing her clitoris.

"I gotta admit, seeing you like this, I've never been so turned on before." he said as he scanned her sweat covered nude curvaceous figure while he increased the speed of his rubbing on her delicate flesh.

Jill couldn't help but squirm while breathing shallow. She wasn't half prepared to be lavished by her Dante like this. During her time alone, whenever she had moments where she was working herself for some relief with her own hand.

Of course, it never matched the sensation that she felt when Dante touched her, most of the time she ended up letting her mind be teased with images of Dante. She imagined that it was his hand stimulating her nerves in her private area.

But now it is actually happening for real. Jill fought to open her eyes to see that Dante indeed stroking her wet core with his strong hands. This knowledge ended up turning her on more than she already was as her breathing became more eroctically orgasmic.

With his other arm, Dante slid it underneath Jill before hitching her on top of him. Jill's entire length of her backside laying on Dante, giving him the full weight of her body.

Jill relaxed her entire body on Dante's sturdy form, while the devil hunter continued to stroke her exposed forbidden flesh lovingly. It was hard for Jill to not give in to the feeling for peacefull tender bliss while she was this close to her love; his hard body made her feel so safe. Nothing could knock him over. He always had been a bastion of comfort and warmth that her body always react to.

Feeling her body loosen on his, he couldn't help but reminisce the simpler times for both of them. Sadly time always makes things change. But now he is given another chance to relive that part of his life, with the women perched on top of him, moaning, squirming as his hand is pleasuring her.

Feeling the warmth on top of him, one he hadn't felt since their last night together before he and Jill had split up years ago yet everything felt familiar and different at the same time, Jill being able to provide that same comfort that Lady & Trish don't but at the same time there were things about them that are different from their younger selves. He methodically becomes more urged with their growing sexual desires. "If I could, I would go back in time and kick past Dante's ass for leaving you." He joked but only getting a little chuckle from Jill between her sensual breathing and moaning.

(Dante could actually do that if he wanted to but there are already other reasons why he would do so but never act on it for even those. Maybe he is just that lazy with things.)

Normally the devil hunter wouldn't speak out his emotional deep thoughts even to the very few close friends he has but some how the beautiful professional had managed to reach his soft spot. "Glad you're back so I can make you all mine again." He said in a husky voice grazing her ear with his lips.

Jill would've simply responded that she is already his but she was too dazed and was simply indulged by the feeling of his body that she is layed upon and his hand working wonders on her. She has never felt so much weight taken off her shoulders in her long career ever since she has set foot into that mansion.

Jill's breathing was heavier and she began to gently buck within his hold. She didn't care if Isara walked in at any point on them during their adult fun time. Of course her and Dante will no doubt will need to have "The Talk" with her about the birds and the bees a lot sooner than they were hoping, it will be an awkward situation but that would be a problem for Future Dante & Jill.

Driven a little depressed by the possibility that Isara will never know who her father is, this past day had truly been the happiest Jill could remember.

Cushoined on his finely cut warm muscles, Jill closed her eyes and moaned when Dante increased the flexes of his wrist, his stroking has gathered some momentum and his palm was damp from the overflowed juices from her female organ that he is toying with. The multiple orgasms Jill has experienced in one night has made her lips between her legs so sensitive, it was driving her back to her primal urges despite being a second away from calling it a night and her libido can not be ignored.

Dante was getting cought up in the moment himself, seeing his erection shoot up proudly from between her thighs, craving to go back into the the place that it was being smothered and basted in, he moved on to insert his middle and ring finger into her wet gushing tunnel, planting his index and pinkie on either side of her opening. He vigorously pumped the organ and Jill's breathing became a series of sensual groans and whimpers.

Jill's body was writhing in pleasure, her beloved partner's strong callous fingers plunging her. Dante used his other arm to hold Jill's body relatively dormant, but her rolling hips made it clear she was reaching her peak while repeating her lover's name in whimpers and moans. "Ooooh Dante...mmmm ah Dante...aaaaaAAH Dante."

Looking down, eyes stinging with sweat, she realized that she had started to massage her breasts without realizing it. Jill let her head fall back into the immaculate comfort of Dante's shoulder as she felt as if a stream continued to flow out between her legs. Coated in her slick juice, his hand's rythem ended up making lewd wet gushing squelching sounds.

Like an expert in bed, his fingers being able to find her g-spot through muscle memory and began hitting away at it with intensity.

Jill's body instantly reacted, jumping in his loving hold as she squealed in pleasure. She would've rolled off of him due to her body's electrifying reaction if Dante didn't keep her held onto him. Jill had been too focused on his steel hard rod, she forgot all about his other tools that has had a hand in the multiple orgasms she went through in one night, his member, his mouth, his hands, even his skin. Even his natural white hair gave him an exotic yet wild sexual appeal that was enough to make her wet and dizzy with desire.

The devil hunting mercenary felt like squirming. Feeling Jill grinding her back and ass against him, the sweet pleasant sensation erupted in Dante's chest, the primal urge of his inner demon clawing to get out. Grunting from how her hips swayed side to side on him. He plunged his digits deeper into her core. His breathing picked up and joined with her rapid ecstacy filled panting. Jill was seconds away from bursting yet again; this time from his fingers while she has her backside pressed up on him as if she is gyrating her full round bum like they are on a dance floor in a buck wild type club.

This type of sensation that he is feeling right now with Jill's damp luscious round ass grinding up on him would've been enough to tip his teenage self over the edge and came from that alone.

The former cop some how was able to wonder with lewd thoughts of how many ways he could make her climax. If she wasn't being worked towards another peak right now, she would've blushed from her mind coming up with images of them experimenting with different...kinks, the kinds that her friends in college brought up during their "girl time". After all she did just give head for the first time in her life for Dante and she was down for doing it again. Why stop there?

'Maybe next time.' Jill mused to herself as she was about to let out a silent scream as another sensational orgasm washed over. Jill's eyes went wide in ecstasy and pleasure, her mouth too dry to cry out from climaxing on the white haired swordmaster's fingers. The only indication that Jill reached another peak to Dante was fealing her whole body instantly trembling and shaking on him and feeling a copious amount of her warm sex fluids flowing between his fingers like a river pouring down on his hard manhood, pelvis & upper thighs.

It took one, two, five, ten seconds for Jill to let out a deep hoarse moan. With her mind in a state of blank she placed her right hand on top of Dante's that was down on her hot wet core. Her other hand snaked up towards his head, delicately caressing his cheek.

Shifting herself to be able to turn her gaze to Dante's who then gazed back at her, faces centimeters apart feeling the heat of each other's breaths grazing their lips. Nothing was said between the two. Feeling his hot breath flow across the sensitive skin of her lips, giving her not just a pleasant shiver, but the kind that made him want him again, more than she already has gotten. Even if her body is on the brink of collapsing.

She doesn't know this but it is due to Dante. His urges were still not sated enough. Feeling the womanly curves of her round soft luscious ass grinding on his libido. It brought the realization to the cambion that he still has yet to lay his eyes on it. Deep down, before their night of love making was over, her needed to feast his eyes upon it. Imbed it in his mind how bountiful the hidden treasure guarded by her pants had gotten over the years. It made him lick his lips hungrily.

To not take a gander at it, to sink his hands into the softness of those round meaty buns, to not see the wonder and beauty of her canyon spread wide open. To not hear the wet cracking sound it makes and how it ripples when his palm collides with it, to not smash his face right in between the those pale cheeks when it is right there dangling in front of him. It was gonna drive him nuts to finish this bout of intimacy without getting to at least sample the rear treat.

As this was going through his mind, his demonic side worked in correlation with the thought process. Wanting to continue on ravaging the alluring figure it is in bed with a little more. Without either Dante or Jill realizing it, he had Jill breath in a bit of pheromones released from his mouth that his Sparda physiology possessed.

Millennias ago before the Legendary Dark Knight Sparda came to be in the human world, he picked up on producing seducing pheromones from mating with numerous desireable demonesses, the kind that possessed some of the most buxom figures with incredible busts that even Victoria's Secret models would become envious of and the general of hell's infinite armies even having a whole swarm of succubi "share" him at once when he was the sole male demon during their days long shameless raunchy parties in the demoness' penthouse like domain (hey, even Sparda was young once too) and it became one of the many demonic traits that has been passed down to his sons.

Though because of Dante's humanity, it became a semi-passive trait. Only working when his sex drive has reached near over loading levels which rarely happens only to a women he genuitely cares for otherwise he could have any women he wants. He may be open to expressing verbally that he finds certain women attractive when he sees them but he is not some low life despicable pervert that will take advantage of being able to fulfill his lust regardless of their feelings.

He is the kind of guy that gets the best out of his lust. Not the kind of guy that has his lust get the best of him.

With this, this made Jill ignore her withering stamina from all of the energy sapping climaxes and throw her mind into a frenzy of both passion and perversion. Just when it barely occured to the B.O.W. slayer that she has never thought she would cum...she actually lost count in one night. How long have they been going at it? Has it been over an hour? It felt like it had been hours. And while she was on the brink of collapsing, Dante still looked like he can just keep going. All that work of pleasure short cuircuting her senses has definitely altered her perception of time passed among other things.

Thinking about it more, Jill was rendered speechless at the realization. Sure, she had been aware that she was experiencing multiple orgasms, but the pleasure brought on by them had definitely clouded her mind, thus making it very difficult to keep track of the number of them. And when one was subjected to that kind of ecstacy, they usually cared less for keeping track and more with just experiencing the situation. Still, the thought of her having this many orgasms from a night of hot, passionate sex was unbelievable, to say the least.

That all was immediately set on the back burner of her mind as the essence has now refueled her ruling desires, once again starring into the hybrid's eyes with pretadory hunger.

"Ready for more?" Dante said with a cocky grin.

"I'm ready baby." Jill answered with intense eagerness.

"Yeah, you want more?"

"I want more." Jill said in a tone that conveyed that she demanded to fuck her or else she will be the one to hold him down and ravage him. It would've turned out that the sexy sharpshooter would've been more than willing to continue even with out the aphrodisiac stimulating her sexual desire even further than it already has.

"Good." Dante said. With that, while getting up, he used his strong arms to easily flip Jill's body over so that she was now lying face down on the bed. This movement earned a gasp of surprise from the former R.C.P.D. Nonetheless, she let her boyfriend have his way and positioned her rear end sticking up in the air. "Cause can't have the night end with out getting to see the full assamble." He said with a gleam in his eyes as their gaze traveled down to her bare bottom.

The whole time, Jill's backside has been out of sight to the demon hunter but now it is in perfect view for his delight. Not to say the lustful look on her gorgeous face when she cums, well sized perky breasts and her wonderful slick taut opening between her legs weren't pleasing to the eyes.

But now his curious craving for some booty meat that Jill was able to cultivate needed to be satisfied.

Dante finally is given a clear good look at her very shapely ass. The combination of her wide round hips and protruding buttocks locked in his gaze like a magnet. Greatly complimented by her narrow dimpled waste and shapely thighs just helped to bring it out more, it ended up becoming icing on the cake. To see Jill's ass so well developed like the rest of her has sent his excitement through the roof.

A wolfish grin became evident on the demon hunter's face as his hands traveled up the back of the B.S.A.A. co-founder's amazing thighs and onto the perfect peach shaped derriere. Gripping onto the pale colored hams, fingers sinking into the soft cheeks like it was made out of dough, having Dante show some of his sinful nature.

For a very brief split of a second, Dante's eyes changed, going from arctic blue human pattern to his demonic ones. Pupils turning slitted, irises turning inferno orange and the whites of his eyes are a redder shade of hellfire.

Just as quickly as it came it went back to human before Jill noticed though it took some effort for Dante to force it back down in him. If Jill's caboose was able to trigger Dante's demon to come out even if it is just the eyes for a fraction of a second like the werewolf on a full moon, it had to be one tight ass.

Hearing a moan from his partner in bed, he moved his head to the side to see Jill looking back at him over her shoulder, she smiled at the look on his face. "You are really liking my butt now, huh?" she asked in a smooth teasing voice.

"It would be a war crime to not answer the call of this booty." The gunslinger couldn't help but say as he continued admire and massage the bio-warfare veteran's soft lower cheeks.

Jill gave a charming giggle that was mostly genuite and slightly pitty at the joke but never the less she couldn't help but feel pride. At first she was having a little bit of insecurity that her butt was getting a bit too big for her liking but since it was making Dante have this sort of reaction, then she is glad to have a nice firm tushy that can please him like this. She decides to take advantage with how much of an ass man he turned out to be. "I don't suppose you wanna go ahead and chow down on this Jill sandwich, do you?" Come on, she had to say it.

"Is that an invitation?" The red devil asked giving her a look.

Jill's only response was a smirk as she bit her lower lip, putting a finger on her lip while swaying her lovable ass back and forth, putting on the most sexy pose she has ever done. If Jill hasn't already gave Dante head for the first time and cummed more times than both of them thought she can handle in one night, this would've cought him by surprise that she could give a look as provocotive as a succubus could.

"I'll take that as a yes."

With that, Dante began to claim Jill's supple butt with both his mouth and hands like he did with her breasts earlier. His right hand resumed coping feels of her luscious toned right cheek while his mouth raided the left side, planting wet sloppy kisses up and down, tasting the sweetness of her soft delectable flesh that is also permeated with her sweat and cum fluids that managed to trickle down onto her bottom creating a bit of a shine on her nice round apple bottom, running his tongue on her rump, coating it with some spit along with the other fluids having it glisten more.

The handsome devil went over to repeat the process with the other side, moving his right hand over to make room for his mouth. Starting to get more aggressive with him whorshipping Jill's ass, moaning in delight into the glute as he nibbles a bit on her sweet meaty buns, marking her as his and only his while tasting her delicious perspiration. While his mouth was working up that side, his left hand was splayed on her left asscheek, grasping it, getting quite a handful of it.

Like how the rest of her has been reacting to him through out the night, Jill's hips all of a sudden decided to became as sensitive as...well, any part of her that has been stimulated by her handsome mercenary despite putting her body through rigurous training to handle some punishment and get right back up. However Dante's touches have easily made her so helplessly begging more from him.

That was mostly because not only was Dante helping himself to the soldier's perfect ass, his hands and mouth were able to work some type of magic on her that she was not expecting. This magnificent man was doing wonders to her soft backside.

Dante still having some of his impulses intact, was able to notice all the knots and tension in her butt muscles, it had to be from suffering all the stress of being a widow of a demon girl and being called on missions to battle against manmade science horrors created in the labs of a sick dimented corporation.

What a badass woman she turned out to be.

So he figured he might do something about it. Eventually he expanded further to other areas such as her waist, back, even her shoulders. Jill began to moan and sign from feeling all the remaining tension melt away, Dante could tell they weren't sensual, more like appreciations telling him he was on the right track and so he continued with his massage work while he kept practically making out with her round soft tushy and already he could feel the knots and hard areas of her becoming loose and more limber and soon found a cluster of nerves that he began to gently press and rub...unaware that he had just hit one of Jill's pleasure centres...a special place that even she had NO idea was there.

"Oooooohhhhh..."

The moan she gave has become more erotic but Dante carried on with his treatment, locating a few more areas on Jill's hips and back, rubbing her backside making the beautiful brunette REALLY get back into the spirit.

Jill was in heaven! She had NO idea she was this tense and knotted at all and Dante was now making her feel more limber and alive with his special massage finding out ALL the right ways to make her relax.

Soon, Dante decided to move on with his needs and spreaded her cheeks apart, and it was a sight to behold, time seemed to freeze for him as he admired how Jill's rosebud and her dripping wet lips are surrounded by all that cake.

The devil hunter noticing how much the female commando was enjoying his special rub down, one that people would've had to pay for, decided treat himself a little for his work and moved his head forward, planting his mouth right on her sex's wet outer lips.

Dante's tongue skills alone have already made Jill soaring with pleasure. Now that he was re-applying oral on her & giving her a heavenly massage...all bets were off! She was now putty in his hands.

It was so unfair... but oooh so good!

Jill was moaning rapidly now that Dante had turned his tender loving massage into a delicious rub down and tongue penetration combo when Dante had also plunged his slick muscle into her opening once again, quenching his thirst from her rich nectar. Jill looked at Dante with blind lust at him while speaking.

"More...just like that...ahhhhhh..."

Jill couldn't contain her raging need, she never thought she could feel anything like this in her life and she wanted this erotic play to last. Supporting her body with shaky arms, she reached backed with her right hand to the back of the white haired swordsman's head and pushed him into her thick round bottom even more. The gunslinger doing exactly what he did before when Jill was on her back.

Dante giving a husky hungry moan into Jill's crevice, taking in her thick sweet and musky scent with a long inhale through his nose while sinking his hands into the softness of her booty again before he decided to get a little rowdy and wind his left hand back a bit to smack her ass with his palm a creating a nice generous slap on her bubbly glutes. Causing her whole body to rock forward.

Jill couldn't stop herself from letting out a surprised feminine mewling yelp!

Some part of her, the part that can still think through all this fog of blinding arousal was shocked that Dante decided to take the liberty to slap her ass like a bad girl. She never even spanked Isara when she acted out sometimes

'Did he just...spank me?' A tiny part in Jill's brain that still remained coherent was a bit shocked by the sudden enjoyable pain from Dante's sudden naughty play. 'And did I just tell him to spank me again but harder?'

If lawful Jill could be seen right now, she would be blushing a lot from how much she is enjoying getting her cheeks slapped.

'Why would you be surprised honey?' Another voice in Jill's head spoke. But unlike the voice within that sounded like her usual composed self, this one had a tone that was in a smooth and teasing manner. 'Incase you've forgotten already, you were bold enough to allow his mighty shaft to explore our mouth which ended up feeling tantalizing, and just a minute ago you didn't have any problem with being more adventurous in bed in the near future with our beloved Dante~.'

We would've seen the normal toned voice Jill roll her eyes at the remark if the two conscious' had avatars that can be seen 'Okay, you got me there.'

'Of course dear. Just enjoy the moment and let our handsome mysterious sexy beau get rid of all of those pesky pent up frustrations as much as your sinful little heart desires~ ;)'

'You're right.' Normal Jill voice conceded. 'I'm the one who started it, I should see it through with whatever my Dante decides to do to me. Everything up to this point has felt so good.' Her mind returned to a state of over loading bliss remembering how aroused she is at the moment which she couldn't describe with words alone which means she would need to convey that through her actions instead.

The brunette Milf was completely captivated by her lover's new aggressiveness. This was a sensation she has never felt before but was just as quick to find out that it also turned her on.

The former S.T.A.R.S. alpha team member gasped as she felt her noticeably wet clit being rubbed by something.

Glancing behind her to see that the white haired Dilf stood and aligned his pelvis region with hers. Joyful excitement has spiked up in her current perverse mind.

After Dante was able to rub away many of the areas that she felt so tense in on her body, it made her feel rejuvenated and was more than ready for his long hard shaft plowing into her.

The walls of her vulva wanted nothing more than take him right back in as if it is where he belongs. Yet the Devil May Cry proprietor continued to glide his erection back and forth along her already tingling labia, rubbing it roughly.

Jill couldn't help herself, she let out a sound that was half cry, half moan as the freelance gunman continued to tease her instead of giving her exactly what she wanted.

Dante can feel her clit twitching on his cock. Her hot wetness spreading apart across the width as it was being lubricated.

However, he did not go beyond the foreplay. He wanted to see how long he can drag his teasing even though he was eager himself to plunge into her while getting to see the shape of her soft curvaceous ass mash against his pelvis.

It didn't take long for the blue eyed male to begin hearing the sound of hiss breathing that gradually become more intense.

It didn't take a perceptive person to figure out Jill grit her teeth in frustration.

Add in the fact that she directed her gaze to the mattress. Her finger nails started to dig into the bedding like a harpy's talon. Fist clenching so tightly it ripped into the fabric.

Jill couldn't take this cheap foreplay any more. Now her sense of rage was beginning to peak through, working in tandem with her lust. A rare thing for the human mother to feel.

'If you're going to fuck me, then just fuck me already! Stop fucking around and get it over with!' Jill internally screamed.

For a moment, Jill's mind was blank with mind altering arousal and extreme needs with her body visibly trembling.

This was clearly noticed by the demon hunter as he can even feel her pussy throb with perverse anticipation.

Dante smiled widely knowing exactly what was going through Jill's mind. It's as if she had her own inner demon that demanded nothing but entertainment and pleasure and it has taken over the driver seat and bound, gagged & stuffed the more 'coherent Jill' in the trunk.

However, Dante was the one pumping the gas for her motor. And he was gonna poke some fun and make her beg...even at the expense of her pride.

Gripping her waist and Jill could finally feel the bulbous head of her reunited Valentine pressing directly on the lips of her damp pussy.

'Yes, yes! Finally. Give it to me Dante! I'm ready, I have my gates wide open for you. Do it, do it!' Jill gushed as she braced for what was gonna be the grand finale only to all of a sudden feel a change in temperature on her lower area and hear footsteps of barefoot on the wooden floor, each step sounding farther from her position.

And to add insult to injury, the next thing she heard was him saying, in a mock casual voice, "Whelp, I'm exhausted, I think it's about time we call it a night, huh Jill? I think I'm gonna order some pizza, kinda starving right now." Jill's eye twitched.

"No! Don't you fucking dare!" She snapped towards him, eyes burning now with a glare of crazed desire "Back. In. Side. Me. NOW!" Jill demanded while fiercely pointing at her soaking unfilled female organ as she stared back over her shoulder at the first, last & only man she has ever lost all control of her hormones for.

Dante grinned fiercely. This was it, he waited for the moment where she has gotten on the same level as the demon in him; like the old saying goes, good things comes to those who wait. "...Fuck yeah." Dante replied caught up in the moment himself but far from stupid enough to turn down the horny beauty bending over for him on his bed. He moved up behind her, gripping his hard lengthy shaft and easily shoving in not just back in her snatch, but all the way in. They both moaned out in relief and delight the moment his crotch connected with her gorgeous ass. More cries were to come out as he pulled out a few inches, thrusting in balls deep and repeating the action again and again as instructed. His hands out of reflex rested on her hips to grip her as his own ones shifted towards and then sharply away from her body, that stinging smacking sound ringing out to just heard along with their groans as the sinful act got going once again.

"AHHHHHH FUCK! OOOOOOOOH FUCKING YES! AHHHHH FUCK ME DANTE!" The co-founder of the B.S.A.A. screamed out her delight at being taken from behind. At this point she couldn't care less if their daughter woke up and walked in on them. She would be too drunk from endorphins flooding her body for her parenting mindset that she has spent Isara's entire life honing to kick right back into gear. Her current giddy mindset now selfishly values her crave for Dante and his thick massive cock inside of her over preserving her daughter's sweet adorable child innocence. Just let their daughter stand there and watch. Jill would most likely say 'Oh...ahh Isara, mmm it's you..heeheehee, have you- ah!...come to see how mommy- ahh!.. and daddy mmmm...made you?' or something along those lines. Speech sounding more slurred than normal and words dispersed with moans of pleasure.

Now she is far from concerned about that possibility making her look more like a slut than a bio-terror defeating heroine and a loving caring mother that Isara is supposed to look up to as a role model.

But no doubt once she sobers up from her orgasmic euphoria and realize that she has compromised her parental integrity and damaged her daughter's fragile clueless innocent mind would a great deal shame set in. She would have no idea how to handle that situation.

"MMMMM! FUCK ME! AHHHHH! OH MY FUCKING GOD! FUCK ME DANTE! FUCK ME! DON'T STOP! DONT STOP!" She yelled out her demands, even as she was actually getting just that from the all the way to the hilt pumps he was delivering into her soaking wet box. The pleasure she was getting was the best she has ever gotten from any sex she and Dante has had in the past.

"AWWWWWW FUCK! God fucking DAMN! UHHHHH...holy SHIT! MMMM..." The lucky in some ways but certainly not for his tragic backstory and mounting dept, silver haired man grunted as he kept his hips slapping forward off of her shapely backside again and again. Sweat dripped off from Jill's firm rocking curves as Dante kept up his intense pace that normally he'd never be able to get to. Yet now, and with more than just a bit of motivation from the moaning beauty in front of him, he was making the most out of his pornstar ability that he acquired from being Sparda's son as discussed earlier.

"MMMMM! Ah fuck! Damn you're something else Jill! MMMM!" He groaned out, watching as the stunning agent on her hands and knees was even pushing back to meet his pumps every time he stiffly thrust forward into her snatch. That easily allowed him to stuff in deep into that still pleasurably snug even after all this time pussy of hers. Which was of course to both of their loudly moaning approval as he pumped away into that dripping wet hole that felt built to take this kind of wild, cock fucking.

'CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!' "OH GOD" 'CLAP!CLAP!' "OH FUCK!" 'CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!' "YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME" 'CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!' "I'M GONNA!" She gasped out, eyes wide and a huge smile on her pretty sweat covered face as the zombie slaying stunner gazed back at the man pounding away into her. She clearly had been wanting to feel this kind of sexual high for a long time, and was getting just that and then some as Jill Valentine came hard on the big hard cock balls deep in her snatch. "AHHHHHH... YESSSSSS FUUUUUUUUCK AHHHHH OOOOOOOOHHH..." She groaned out, eyes almost rolling back into her head now as her mouth hanged open almost to the point of drooling. She didn't so much keep pushing back against his pumps. Instead, just jolting along that pumping pole as he continued hammering into her. That served to help her experience the most intense orgasm of her life, juices squelching out as they dripped over from his cock along with trickling along her thighs.

"UHHHHH! FUCK! FUCK that was one hell of a rush! MMMMM! To think I wanted to just sit by myself and be bored as hell!" Dante says between his moans, keeping a hold of her gorgeous body as he thrusts deeply into her pussy even as she comes over his massive tool. A normal man would have blown their load long before this point with the kind of pace he's using to bang her. Let alone lasting from the increased tightness of her snatch clamping around his pole as she rode out her orgasm for the something teenth time of the night.

Looking down at where they are connected, if he was honest with himself, at first he honestly didn't think it would fit. He and Jill actually met difficulties in the past but now not only did the brunette milf's tight box fully accepted his larger size, it has been reshaped to accommodate him just right. Dante's doubts faded and confidence inspired within him. With each action, he only loved Jill more and needed nothing but to please her.

Jill gazed back over her shoulder, her brown hair now disheveled to where part of her vision is blocked by a couple bangs hanging over her face but was still able to lock eyes with her lover. He looked right back without losing his rate of penetration, raunchy wet slaps sounding off in the room yet for a few moments the unmarried parents simply held their blissful union, sinfully & caringly indulging in the ideal fit they had both found in each other.

Jill couldn't keep from turning her gaze down to Dante's washboard abs. It has now hit her that while she is drenched in her sweat that greatly accentuated her slim curvy body, the tall muscular mercenary's torso still remained dry which made her feel a small pang of disappointment that she isn't given the pleasure to be able to check him out while he is wet. 'How are you not sweatin up a storm? It feels like a sauna and we are running up a marathon together in here! Tch, I really need to get you into a shower or a hot tub with me one day.' She pouted internally. 'Or at least get some oil.' Her mind swam with visions of how his naked body must glisten when it is covered in moist. Those additions were just added to the list of steamy fantasies she wanted to enact with her love. She would've giggled with a goofy smile on her face if she wasn't already having so many orgasms in a single night and still on her way to having potentially more.

The demon slayer began to feel the urge for stimulation began to blaze within him. Getting consumed by his desires himself and began to take this doggy style sex up a notch.

Jill's whole body seemed like it was being shifted forward as her boyfriend pushed her from his bulging density and she was pulled back into it. Dante was finding the groove and with his strong toned arms, moved Jill's body to build the rhythm much more fierce than he moved himself.

When the pace was set, Dante's fingertips were dug into Jill's soft flesh as his swinging arms pumped her surrendered rump along his burning shaft. The Legendary Devil Hunter grunted with teeth clenched as Jill's natural wetness granted him unbidden access to her intimate core. She moaned each time Dante pulled her back to him, the raunchy sinful crescendo of hot damp luscious skin smacking onto tough sturdy pelvis rang out in the bedroom and echoed in the connecting hallway with every bounce her backside made against his body, which rippled across her skin, matching the wave of ecstasy Dante shot through her every time his throbbing cock filled her. Jill's whole body rocked with each jerk, her juicy perky tits hung and swung back and fourth from their roughness. She had to raise a hand, unsteadying her slightly, to wipe away strands of hair from her bobbing face. Her swaying body was set to lose the last of her energy reserves from all the heat from her exertion providing all the sweet love making & raw passionate sex. And she was more than willing to let Dante squeeze-no...crush all of her sexual energy out of her until the last drop has been drained.

Dante's body succumbed to it's natural desires and began to thrust into Jill as his arms continued to work her hips. The sensation was astonishing, Dante plunged himself harder and deeper with each push as his instincts drove him towards completion. He had definitely had more than his fair share of fun in this encounter, but he figured that it was time for him to bring it all to an end. His voice was a stream of masculine grunts, peppered with the odd youthful yap but it could hardly be heard over the sounds of their bodies slapping together, which doubled when he pumped with his hips or the ever increasing cries of his partner as she became absorbed by the pleasure.

Jill soon gave up on trying to correct her disheveled hair when it began to fling about her whenever Dante slammed in from behind. Errant strands stuck to her cheeks. Her breath escaped her in a series of gasps as her every carnal need was fulfilled by Dante's thick manhood. Her legs shuddered with each thrust and she had to readjust them in order to prevent them, faltering beneath the weight of her beau's forceful shunts, leaving her to collapse. The thrill consumed Jill, her mind blank, saving for the recognition of just how hard she was being properly, relentlessly fucked.

Her arms gave way under a transcendent scream, Jill buried her head into the bedding, moaning into the blanket as she rolled her hips, seeking every last detail of Dante to bring her to completion. The acknowledgement that perhaps she still wasn't thinking straight through all the complicated mixed emotions since they met up in their last mission together began to creep back into her mind but she hadn't known passionate, single-minded rutting like this in her life and the desire to see this to the end was strong.

His captivating partner's movements threatened to overwhelm Dante, her flexing body seemed to draw his manhood deeper into her tight warmth. "Hot damn!..MMmm!...Where did you learn to...do that?!" The mercenary asked through clenched teeth without getting an answer, pumping and pulling, feeling like a coiled spring ready to burst, Dante watched her perfect porcelain ass as he disappeared beneath it. Her arms and head pooled on the bed, as her body long ago gave up the job of suspending itself. He listened to the sounds of their exposed skin colliding with every exhilarating thrust in and the slosh of juices whenever he pulled out and her moaning, her heavenly call that let him know he was satisfying her as much as he knew she deserved.

"Dante..."

Her voice trailed on the second syllable. His name sounded good on her lips.

"Danteeee..."

She croaked. Jill couldn't deny, the amount of times that she got to experience an orgasm was more than she was hoping for would be an understatement. She was just expecting at least one good release but she didn't think Dante would go out of his way to go far and beyond those expectations. Delivering a perfect balance of affection, power & dominance. Affection that showed that he still cared about her so much and had no issue tending to her needs, power that showed that even the most masculine, testosterone fueled sex driven alpha males would feel inadequate trying to match this monster in bed and she will never be left unsatisfied, and dominance that showed that he can take charge and put a woman in her place, Jill may be an independent wage earner and has proven time and time again that she can take care of herself to say the least but at the end of the day, she is still a woman; and in a relationship, the woman (should know she) needs to be able to please her man, especially when the man made her feel so protected and Jill wouldn't have it any other way with the man she is with.

Everything that the captivating hunter has put her through has left Jill utterly spent and motionless. She has no more strength left to support her motor function. Jill's body can no longer meet the demands of her mind, her arms and legs going numb and rubbery as they just...stopped responding. Her howls of ecstasy have burned out and instead now gasped for air like a fish out of water at the same rapid pace as Dante's unrelenting pounding.

"Dante..."*Pant, pant*"tapping...out"*Pant, pant*"now." Was all she could utter out of her mouth, each word in gasps. She was panting as her vision beginning to dim as she began to feel like she might faint.

Oh yeah, by the way, let it be known that she was yet again rewarded with another wave of explosive ecstasy as she was practically riding along her spectacular lover back and forth as he was rocking her body wildly and fiercely on what might be Jill's new favorite sword that he possesses. That was the orgasm that finally did in her stamina.

It's funny how she has put herself through rigorous physical training from multiple agencies that has made her a tough peak physical warrior with the endurance and will power to be able to spend entire nights powering through hoards of undead zombies and slavering mutants by means of either fight or flight but the one thing or in this case one person that finally managed to have her exert so much energy that she is now rendered completely exhausted and helpless, for some zombie to snack on was something seemingly mundane. She guesses Dante might be an even bigger monster than all the horrible monstrosities that Umbrella has been churning out. Even their supposed ultimate life form, the Tyrant variant was insignificant to him.

Even though Jill's body was on the brink of shutting down, it was still responding to the intrusion that is continuing hitting her in all the right spots. And right now whatever part of Jill's mind that still had any sense of consciousness was focusing on the building tightness inside Jill's womanhood.

"Just hang on Jill...GhhaaaA!" Dante growled. At last he was getting close to his relief himself. "Kinda think I deserve to get my 'Big O' too after all the work I've done, dontcha think?" Having (over) accomplished his goal in bringing his gal to a sexual stamina breaking point in which his demon half is letting out a satisfied filled laughter at his handiwork at accomplishing what those pathetic weak insects created by this Umbrella have failed to do and thats crushing this woman beneath its might. There was no doubt in his mind that this mortal woman would never be able to wear him down. The devil within grinned and stood proudly in triumph.

As Dante was nearing his end, the astonishing pleasure he was feeling started to build up in larger quantities making his smothered pleasantly tightly gripped cock throb with the familiar feeling of an exhilarating grand climax, spurring him to slam their lower regions together with increased intensity. The gunslinger's groans of pleasure becoming animalistic and frequent. It took great effort on his end to hold himself off from releasing as he wanted to savor every moment in this "make up" sex but by God would it not be easy if he was not what he is with this hot piece of ass. So now, it has caused quite a build up in his libido and this is gonna end up being quite a blast that the beautiful spec ops agent would without a doubt get melted by.

For some reason Jill's body decided to have the last shred of energy be put into the nerves of her burning sex, choosing to have the function of her limbs be less of a priority, which is kinda appropriate for the current situation as each thrust is still driving pleasure up her core, straight through her spine and into her brain. The battered and exhausted muscles of her pussy still managed to find the strength needed to clench tightly around the thick shaft penetrating her. Thus, she is able to feel Dante's package expand and swell, stretching her further and penetrating deeper, along with his moans coming out more strained and feral and as it started to happen at the same time without warning has spiked his penetrating rate that he cranked out two fold on a dime which was safe to say caught her by surprise sending her into a paroxysm of pleasure, her face stretched into a wide-mouthed mask of mindless pleasure.

Dante was fucking her hard enough that even his tight grip on her dimpled waist was no longer enough to hold her firmly in place. She was slipping out of place with each ram-rod thrust. Her smooth healthy skin was covered in so much sweat it is causing too much friction for the white haired swordsman to pin her in place.

Jill's body is not going to be aligned in the ideal position for the growing momentum that will make this climax hit just right.

That wouldn't do.

Dante doesn't do fumbling finishes.

Dante thought fast. He leaned forward and grabbed each of her wrists before yanking them behind her enough to hoist her upper half in mid air while Jill's knees were still planted on the bed and maintain leverage for the remainder of the raunchy ordeal. So Dante was able to continue on pounding Jill into submission.

Jill, was not even aware of the new position. She won't remember that Dante has grabbed her wrist and is suspending her as her head was too woozy and she had no sensation in her arms, the only thing she was feeling was the unforgiving final assault that Dante was dealing to her from behind. Her heart starts to sink, zombies she can deal with but the coming climax that is right around the corner was an overpowering temptation.

It wouldn't be quite right to say Jill was going to orgasm...since she has done that quite a lot already. Each one becoming more intense, more explosive than the one before, far greater than she had ever known. By that reckoning she was on the edge of something...big. So big, it was scary. But she was already drained. Her mind was entirely split if she should try to face this approaching storm of a climax.

On one hand, she was kinda hoping to have a passionate accompaniment climax with her beloved partner in the first place and that is what she is about to get. Then also she got to cum so many times while Dante still has yet to reach his end, it would be kinda unfair for him to be brought to the edge of having his orgasm, but let him down just before he had it. Add in the fact that he has saved her, her partner Chris and her squad's lives back in the mission in Russia. He ended up being her hero. Just like in the stories that she would read to her daughter, and the hero should deserve some gratitude be expressed to him by all means, right?

With those being considered, she didn't even begin think about the turn down. It was no contest there. So that led to another question, could someone survive sensations more intense than what she was feeling already?

Either way, Jill was excited to find out.

'Come on Jill, almost there! Home stretch! Just a few...more...seconds!' The women who always shown dedication to completing the mission mentally cheered herself on. She was going to share this special final climax together with her Dante like they've done before, even if it is just for a second.

Jill tried to say something. She wanted to verbally spurr the man wrecking her from behind to cum for her, fill her up, breed her like a wild animal while also squeal out of joy of her approaching climax of climaxes. But all that came out were deep hoarse unsteady panting. She couldn't even try to look back to stare at him with her hazy, desperate grayish blue eyes hoping that was enough of a signal for him to cum for her. All she could do was hope that he is about to.

Fortunately for her, she didn't have to wait long. Dante's long pipe began to twitch, his intensity and rhythm of his pounding skyrocketed as he groaned like a beast in primal heat, leaving the conquered brunette dizzy and swaying. The relentless pressure of it's assault hitting her harder, faster, deeper, opening the mouth of her cervix wider and wider.

Jill's eyes went wide with shock and her mouth spread into a wide "O" of surprise as Dante's cock had managed to reach far enough to the back of her pussy, opening her cervix inquisitively.

"Getting close." Dante groaned loudly picking up speed. His member eruption was immediate, as he can feel Jill's wet walls twitch, feeling her get tighter while he is stretching her like a drum, eager to blast is load into her, striking into her cervix like a repeating high tech battering ram.

If Jill had her voice right now, she would be wailing out loud for the whole household to hear. "Oh...my...GOD!", but she can only mouth it. Her mind was at a frenzy of the level of pleasure as she was screaming in blind lust "OH FUCKING GOD! PLEASE FILL ME THE FUCK UP BABY!" Is what's sounding off in her head.

Maybe Dante was able to read her mind spouting her half coherent dirty talk or maybe he can just sense the responses from her body that signaled her approaching climax, either way, he gladly obliged, slamming into her harder and harder until with one final mighty thrust as deep as he can go, burying deep inside Jill's pussy.

SPLURRHT!

Obediently, Dante came, his cock swelling and then simultaneously unleashing a torrent of cum. Jill felt it filling her womb to overflowing until it literally did overflow; semen squirting out of the tight seals made by the large shaft filling her pussy. The fluid was thick, jetting out of Dante's cock like a geyser, and hot, hot enough to make her feel like her body was on fire.

But that might have just been her own impending climax.

To say Jill came hard was an understatement. She came like the eruption of a volcano blotting out the sun. She is not seeing just stars, she is seeing the whole milky way galaxy. Jill truly felt like she just had an outer body experience. Her concience completely yeeted out of her physical body, if she thought that her mind was on a different plain of reality earlier during her earlier climaxes, she was wrong, this made her feel like she was in a fantasy rather than a reality.

Jill's eyes rolled back into her head until only the whites were visible, eyelashes fluttering wildly with her body quivering so much like a building being shaken up by an earthquake. Her mouth formed a grin that overflowed with glee. Normally this feeling would've elicited a scream of mindless joy out of any woman's lips but Jill was so exhausted that she could only manage a weak groan of happiness and satisfaction.

However that all lasted for a good few seconds in real time. Her giddy smile transitioned and she fell in blackness. That was it. She had gone slack, she was completely spent.

The human-demon hybrid had never felt so satisfied to be all emptied out with his sperm storage. His catastrophic burst had left him breathing with ragged grunts. Feeling quite ringed out of his sex fluids, Dante seeing his reconnected love had gone limp, he lowered her slim curvy frame back onto the bed, releasing his tight hold on her risks that made them flop down on either side of her. When Dante reached his overloading climax, he tightened his grip so much, it left a reddish crease in the skin of her small delicate wrist, as though she wore a pair of bracelets too tightly and for too long.

Slowly pulling his long hard sword that is not used for battle out of Jill's tunnel, while still feeling a tight grip as if their reproductive treasures have truly bonded with each other and Jill's flower did not want its new playmate to leave yet.

Removing himself from her depths until it was no longer snugly plugged, having her legs give out and her rear end fall over to the side, hot cum leaking out from where Dante was connected into her.

Dante could have sworn that Jill was now completely out of it, but to his surprise, when he pulled his rod out of her, his hearing was able to pick up a very weak sound of disappointment emitting from her mouth. If he had to guess, it must have been from how she loved having him inside of her so much, even in a knocked out state, she can still feel him leaving her entrance between her legs and wanted him to remain inside. He couldn't help but smile wide and chuckle at that.

Taking a deep breath as the hunky demonic knight took a good long minute look at the beautiful B.S.A.A. agent's prone form. Her brown hair had lost its sleek, groomed luster and was now tangled and clumpy with sweat. Every inch of skin not covered with hair glistened with so much sweat it would be indistinguishable from a swimmer rising from a pool. The rate of her heartbeat descending to a normal level now that it is finally being given some rest. The air in the room now permeated with the scent of sex like a sex-induced fog that smothered there noses with their combined pheromones that kept their sexual arousal at peak level. Neither of the two lovers seem to care that every inch beneath Jill was flooded with saliva, sweat or feminine fluids. And let's not forget the hickeys that marked her skin in several places on her body, her neck, chest, breasts, stomach, waist, groin & her buttocks.

Keeping his satisfied filled smile, seeing as he had managed to fuck the highly trained agent soldier who travels around the world operating on the most life threatening missions with a calm level head like it is second nature to her into an absolute delirious perverse filled dirty talking wet screaming mess. Both his masculine and demonic side felt great pride that he was able to absolutely dominate her in bed into a complete and absolute weak & exhaustion comatose state, especially when he was able to hear how she screamed for him to cum in her mind. The icing on the cake for his boastful mood was that he can keep going if he wanted to. He kinda now wants to see the look on Jill's face when she sees that he can instantly recover after his release. It's as if he could remain hard no matter how many times he cums. But he'll just wait for some other time to give her that sort of surprise when she is (REALLY) ready for it. One day that day will come.

Without taking his eyes away, he reached towards his right and a bath towel flew into his hand and began to wipe off his special weapon that's still covered in his semen. Once he was cleaned up a bit, he then leaned forward and used his free hand to lift her thigh up as his other hand slipped between her legs and wiped up what was left of his specimen off of her nether regions. After Dante was done he tossed the towel aside and crawled further onto the bed. Laying down next to her, brushing aside the strands of hair hanging over her face like a curtain and tucked them behind her ear with her face turned in his direction.

Normally him being alone in his office, sitting or laying down in silence was a regular thing for him. Though he wouldn't actually call himself it, he is kind of a Sigma, not at all bothered by how he kept to himself with no one to keep him company. A lot of men in the world have grown to being fine with being alone, focusing on themselves, building their status up more and be the best version of themselves that they can be...okay fine, that last part might not be the case for the Devil Hunter. It was their families that they had are what filled the voids that kept them from becoming a little too lonely. All there was that came to see him were Lady and Trish but a large majority of those times that they've visited him, it wasn't because they wanted to see his handsome mug.

But now, he had the women that was able to catch his eye all those years ago back into his life and it brought forth a soothing pleasant feeling in him. And it was just from her presence that was helping his well being.

Admiring her nude sleeping form in an aftermath of pure, intense passionate intimacy, though a tiny portion of her eyes still peaked through the eyelids. She looked at peace in her slumber. Many people always said sex is the answer to everything. No doubt she will wake up very happy in the morning, him as well to some extent.

Flicking his wrist, a rose flower magically appeared on his hand. Bringing the red pedals to slowly trace down her soft smooth back with it, going from her shoulder to the highest peak of her booty before raising the romantic plant a few inches above her, "And you are set free." The white haired hunk whispered as he dropped the flower of love and simply poofed into red motes that sparked silently and harmlessly once it made contact with her healthy pale skin with the female marksman remaining completely oblivious to the act that she would've found phenomenal if she still isn't passed out.

Feeling like there was not much else left, the demon hunter decided to lay down and get some rest himself. Facing up towards the ceiling, lacing is hands behind his head which made his muscles flex tantalizingly but briefly. Simply closing his eyes but not trying to fall asleep. Enjoying the quiet peace that he rarely ever does while hearing his current bed mate's heart beat and feeling her body's warmth being close to his skin and having her scent imbedded very potently into his bed sheets.

The pair just layed like that next to each other for a while. One because he didn't wanna feel like he is leaving her again as he still felt a pang of guilt for doing it the first time even though Jill told him that she was to blame as well but he feels he should still try to make it up to her by being next to her when she wakes up; and the other simply because she is still trying to recuperate. The residual pleasure leaving her body sapped of energy, and she couldn't be bothered to move.

Eventually, Jill cracked open her eyes. It seemed to take a great amount of strength to do so, but she finally got them all the way open. Her vision was blurry, and she waited for it to clear up, she attempted to drag her mind out of the euphoric haze that she was in. As her eyes focused once more, the first thought that popped into her head was figuring out that she must have passed out. She could barely remember what exactly was it that made her do that. Barely remember anything other than what had just happened on that bed between her and her dashing boyfriend.

Speaking of the devil (no pun intended), her vision was able to adjust to see him clearly now. At first she was confused at waking up to the site of spectacular set of muscles chiseled to perfection and strands of white hair in her vision. Finally her brain booted up enough to take stock of her man laying on his back with his hands behind his head, seeming like he is taking a nap himself.

She managed a weak smile, he looked so dreamy in his sleep, especially with his nude body in full display, her perverted nature peaking up a bit within her. She tried to reach over to cope a feel of him only to realize that she was too sore to even do that. She could only manage to raise one trembling arm before it dropped weakly back beside her. Same for her legs, she tried to move them too but they were just quivering ever so slightly, and she seemed to have no control over any of her extremities. It was as if all the pleasures that she has been subjected to had caused her body to detach from her mind. Her mind itself was still somewhat fogged from the events that occurred.

"What happened?" Jill asked in a shaky voice.

"Oh nothing, you just came so hard that I thought I didn't need to pay the city for water anymore." The sore brunette blink, a bit surprised that he actually wasn't asleep as a smirk formed on his face as he turned his head towards her. The fact that he sounded nonchalantly instead of groggy as he answered her should indicate that he must of been awake the whole time she was knocked out.

"No, you'd still be paying for that water alright, just not with money." Jill quipped back matching his smirk, making an attempt to make a gesture with her head down towards his package.

Dante couldn't help but chuckle at that. "Heh, if that's the case, then you are definitely the one getting the better out of the deal."

Jill couldn't stop the blush forming on her face, she really couldn't argue that. She was completely humbled by Dante's performance in bed. He was...he was...Jill didn't even know where to start. He gave her everything that she asked for, and so much more.

Jill's friends in college would some times kiss and tell and even brag about guys that they've been with and exaggerate how they are so good making them climax twice or three times in one go but there is just no way those men could ever match Dante's level, they just can't; not when he was able to make her cum..."Hey, umm...you wouldn't happen to have been...keeping track how many times I've...you know..." Jill meekly was trying to ask. She actually became pretty curious to know the exact number of the times she reached her peak.

The human demon hybrid simply smiled. "Squirted like a fountain?" Jill gave a playful huff and glare. Of course he decided to choose the phrase that was blatantly perverse, though she guess she shouldn't be talking.

Without waiting for an answer, Dante did his own calculations, "Let's see, you had one when I was having some fun with your balloons, another one when I went down on you, one when you were on top, two more when I was on top. That's five so far, definitely a personal record for you." The red coat mercenary then added. "But wait there's more. Then you came another time when these little tools were in you." He said holding up his hand and wiggling his fingers. "Then two more when I was giving it to you from behind and you were so sexed up, I thought you might need sex therapy. That makes eight orgasms there."

"...well...shit..." Was all Jill reacted. Either the surprise of having that many orgasms had already past or she just didn't have the energy to give such a reaction.

"I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say you loved that massage so much, you would say it felt better than sex. So I think it's fair game to count that as an orgasm too so that makes nine."

Jill wanted to debate that but then she chose not to. To be fair she didn't ask for it and more than appreciated the jester, and it ended up doing wonders for her both physically and mentally so she remained silent.

"And lastly...how would you describe that last one. The one you felt right before you passed out?" He asked grinned surprisingly curious himself as he begins to prob his arm onto the pillow, allowing his head to lay in his palm.

The exhausted agent was actually caught by surprise from that question. It took a few seconds for her memory to jog back to that very specific event that was just a while ago, the explanation for the calm, almost blissful expression staring back at Dante becoming clear.

"It was...It was..." Jill was stumped but she needed to think of something to say about it. It would be a crime to experience an orgasm so huge, that it shouldn't even be called an orgasm anymore and not say anything about it. It would be just as bad as how Umbrella was churning out biological weapons of mass destruction and no one said anything until it was too late.

Apparently a zombie apocalypse and the greatest sex she has ever had are one to one comparable things now. Jill didn't question it.

"It felt like I was feeling everything, and nothing at the same time." It was the best answer she could give off the top of her head. Like during their love making, Jill was mostly going off of her natural feminine instincts and the prior knowledge when her and Dante were together before and she hasn't been with any man since then to compare them to each other first hand as all of her focus was on her job and her daughter. She was hoping it made enough sense to get her point across to him how great it was.

The answer actually ended up making the son of Sparda think back to a certain event in his life. The certain moment when his demonic power was unlocked. He was weakened at that time but he also felt so much power, it was exhilarating feeling all that power coursing through him, it was scary that he would lose himself to it for a bit until he realized he didn't have to worry about that at all. As much as he hated to admit it, his devil trigger really bad a hand in matching his brother and beating him. How it also felt everything and nothing at the same time.

Apparently becoming a full on demon and a woman's sexual high are one to one comparable things now. Dante didn't question it.

"Whelp, with the way you've described, that's gotta be multiple orgasms combined into one. But I'll be modest and say that one counted as three, unless you had a better idea of where it should scale, you know, seeing as how it was your body."

"I don't think there can be a definitive answer to that...just like how a woman can't have a definitive way to describe her first orgasm; it's not like we can analyze it with science, honey." The government beauty stated with a small smile and tired eyes while playing with his hair lovingly with a shaky hand; she started to regain some feeling in her arms though they are feeling though they are still feeling quite sore and it took some effort for her hand to reach up to his thick silver locks. "We'll just have to wait and do that again for me to start making analogies." The bio-terror operative said with a smirk. "That is...if you can...do what you did...to make me...feel that...again, right?" She blushed and smiled embarrassingly, while her eyes flashed a spark of hope.

The snow haired hunter laughed and pecked her on the lips. "It's so adorable how you can have that authoritive personality when you get serious yet have it easily replaced with one resembling a love-struck puppy, Now I can see where our daughter gets her cuteness from." He wasn't showing it but him actually saying our daughter would some times tug his heart a little bit. More and more he was feeling like a father. He ends up feeling so much joy when he holds her in his hands.

"Oh stop it, you're embarrassing me." Jill pouted.

Dante gave her a cheeky smile. "That's the point darling."

"Speaking of our daughter..." Jill's orgasmic euphoria was starting to fade slightly and her sense of sanity was returning, her face transitioned to worry surprisingly fast into a look of worry and slight dread. "Isara didn't...wake up and...you know...saw us, did she." The mother of a part demon child asked. Isara's curiosity was some times hard to deal with as she can easily be drawn to exploring the unknown. Her and Dante haven't exactly been quiet and if Isara has woke hearing some sort of commotion originating outside of her room, she would've wanted to find out what it was and if she did walked in, Jill definitely would either not have noticed or not have cared. The former law enforcement was really hoping her and Dante didn't so recklessly fall into that pit. She would need to buy her little girl so much strawberry sundaes out of awkwardness if that happened.

This time the silver slayer decided not to poke some fun at her since he was gonna have to start to take being a parent seriously and lighten some of the work load off of Jill when it comes to Isara. "No, don't worry. She didn't come in." He assured Jill.

She signed in relief. "Thank god...however, it kinda feels like it is too much of a miracle that she didn't wake up." Jill said with an unsure look. "Could you go check on her real quick?"

"Don't worry, she is fine. Trust me, I know everything that goes on in this house." Dante answered calmly with his eyes closed before looking at her.

Some how her worries were once again dispelled as Jill truly believed Dante knows that their daughter is still sleeping which she accepted since it was still a good thing, they can enjoy their afterglow together with no disturbances as well.

Seeing that she has layed her arm across his chest, he turned towards her face seeing her giving him a look that was clearly of longing for something. Dante clearly sensing pang. He knew that look all too well. She usually gave it after a mind blowing session of romping, the urge to cuddle with him. She didn't need to speak it, her eyes did it for her that she was feeling the post-sex yearn for skin to skin contact.

How could he forget? And how can he turn her down? Giving her a warm smile, he reach over her to her other side and flipped her a bit so her back was towards him and pulled her into a loving embrace, settling into a comfortable position together.

Jill's need to be snuggled up to her silver haired lover has been met, she sighed heavenly of the feeling of her nude body being spooned by Dante's naked form, feeling her beloved place a tender kiss on her bare shoulder. Because of their position, Jill was once again feeling a sense of safety she hasn't felt in a long time now that she's in his arms.

For so long she was the one trying to protect others, not out of reluctance but out of duty and dedication, swore an oath to protect and serve and she has had no problem with it. Always willing to help someone in need. Most of all, she will not let any harm come to her daughter.

But Dante is a special case. She no longer felt like the one protecting others, she felt like she is the one being protected. And she didn't have to be on guard, having to keep looking over her shoulder.

Not to say Chris hasn't been there for her. He has always been a reliable partner watching her back during there missions together but in the case of the operation in Russia, against...the demons, both of them needed saving. And Dante slayed them like they were nothing.

Obviously that creates the question of how he is so strong, what is he? Why are him & Isara...different? Are him and his brother really part demon? Which makes her beautiful sweet daughter Isara also part demon?

Demons have always been a terrifying concept by default. More monstrous than anything Umbrella could ever create. And she has fallen in love with one and bared another. The world would see her as an absolute freak for it. They would write books about her.

As much as worrying as that is, she immediately dispelled such a thought. She couldn't ask for a better daughter than Isara and she would not trade a single second of her life she has spent raising her for anything. And she has never met a man who is so full of life and hope as much as Dante. And she couldn't be any happier being with them. They are just has human as any and she knows it. It doesn't matter what any one else thinks. And she wished it could be like this everyday between the three of them.

With that, she was starting to like this safe feeling that Dante provides more and more. Not even the fist of an angry God powerful enough to split the moon in half being hurled at them would be enough to scare her. Jill yawned. Falling asleep while being enveloped by the warmth of his strong muscular frame was becoming more and more tantalizing.

Her last thought before succumbing to sleep was that she was glad she was not required to be anywhere in particular in the morning. After how Jill was reamed until she couldn't be reamed no more, she could actually do with a sleep in.

Dante smiled noticing that Jill had fallen asleep in his arms, keeping her drawn close to him. She must had been real satisfied. He figured that being subjected to the kind of ecstasy he had given her would definitely have exhausted one out thoroughly.

Dante let out a yawn and began to feel pretty tired himself. "I've actually always wanted to assault a police officer and get away with it scott free." Dante murmured quietly to himself as his eyes shut and he too was about to fall asleep until he remembered something. "Oh yeah, I almost forgot."

While Jill was afraid that Isara could wake up and see them, Dante was not worried about that one bit. Why? Well, because...

'Alright DG, we are done now, you can go ahead and let our daughter sleep by herself.' He telepathically said.

In the bedroom that the nine year old girl was sleeping in, she was sleeping soundful tuck in her bed just the way Dante left her because, some time when Jill and Dante were starting to get heated with each other, without letting Jill know, he mentally sent Doppelganger into Isara's room to block out any noise that could make its way into the little girl's room. He couldn't let his daughter hear a song that's for adults only, let alone see a show that's for adults only. The conquered demon in his original form stood by the girl with his shadowy arms towards her, a black smoky aura emerging from its palms and enveloping the young little demon's ears, keeping them from picking up the screams of her human mother or the loud claps of his master and his human mate's bodies slapping together.

Such a task was the most mundane for the copycat demon as he believes he was not meant for this kind of labor that Dante has ordered him with but he is his master now so, he must obey.

With receiving the call from the son of Sparda that he can now leave, he simply phased out of the room through the floor, leaving the granddaughter of Sparda sleeping peacefully on her own. None the wiser of what her mommy and daddy have done with eachother in the room down the hall, or that a demon has stood beside her watching her while she sleeps.

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Author's Note: Alright, glad how this lemon turned out. I actually wasn't expecting to make this love making scene this long. I actually consider it a win. You know what they say, quality over quantity.

BlessfuheartAndreth, if you are reading this, I hope this would've ended up fitting very well into your story with how the lemon was portrayed, despite the length of this lemon.

On the subject between Dante & Jill, they are actually one of those shipped couples where if you dig deep enough below surface level, Dante & Jill would actually make a fitting couple.

Out of all the established Capcom girls excluding the DMC girls, being shipped with Dante, I see only three of them being an S-tier match for Dante, that being Jill Valentine, Claire Redfield & Morrigan Aensland.

Guess that's kinda the main reason why I felt like I had to make this chapter a long one. Give Jill as much time in the spot light with our lovable badass demon hunter as possible. Assuming he has dropped the story. Anyway...

Most of the Resident Evil fandom ship Jill with Chris mainly due to them being partners & close friends since the beginning but a couple people I know say Chris is too much of a meat head for Jill to start a relatioship with. Carlos arguably had more chemistry with her in that on game he appears in & Leon has never even interacted with Jill. And that is as far as it goes if we are being realistic about the subject.

As far as Dante and his potential match ups with the DMC girls, I'll talk about that in another chapter.

Whelp, thats about it for this chapter. Hope you all enjoyed it as much as I did. Guess I'll get started writing out the next steamy chapter with Dante and another one of the beautiful women in the cover art Jaidenkiaba provided.

The sun may have set but it will soon rise again.