Author's Notes: And here's another Marvel vs Capcom special, this time an epilogue to the game focused on the best looking blonde
Dante crept into Carol Danvers' room, his pale white skin almost glowing in the darkness. He wore a long red coat and light leather trousers, his muscled torso bare and enticing. His heart raced with excitement and desire as he moved silently, carefully, towards the sleeping figure of the blonde superhero. She was a vision of beauty, even in sleep.
He had been admiring her from afar since they had saved the universe from Ultron Sigma. He couldn't help but be drawn to her strength, her courage, her beauty. Her toned body was shown off to perfection in the tight blue and red jumpsuit she wore, the red sash around her waist only adding to her allure. And now, he was going to make her his.
He let his eyes wash over the sleeping blonde's gorgeous body. Thin grey pyjamas clung to her: a small pair of shorts and a baggy shirt that barely reached her navel. With an eager grin, he reached out and ran his fingertips gently down her thigh. Carol's eyes clicked open, glowing with power as she grabbed him by the throat. Her eyes returned to normal as she realised who he was. She dropped him. "What are you doing?" She demanded. "I was just admiring the view," he winked. She blushed as she scowled. "Get out," she growled, turning away. He whistled, admiring her ass.
Dante was a devil, through and through. He had no qualms about seducing a woman, even if she was a superhero. He wanted her, and he was going to have her. He knew it wouldn't be easy, but he was willing to put in the work. He moved closer, his body mere inches from hers. He could feel the heat radiating off her, and he couldn't help but lean in closer. He wanted to taste her, to feel her soft lips against his.
Carol's breath hitched as she felt his warm breath against her cheek. She could feel the tension building between them, and she didn't know if she could resist him. She wanted him, too. She had been fighting her attraction to him for weeks, but she couldn't hold out any longer. She turned to face him, her eyes locked on his.
Dante didn't waste any time. He leaned in and captured her lips with his, his tongue exploring her mouth. Carol moaned as she kissed him back, her hands roaming over his muscled chest. She couldn't believe she was doing this, but she didn't care. She wanted him, and she was going to have him.
Dante's hands roamed over Carol's body, his fingers tracing the curve of her waist, the swell of her breasts. He couldn't get enough of her, and he wanted more. He broke the kiss and trailed his lips down her neck, his teeth nipping at her sensitive skin. Carol gasped as he sucked on her collarbone, her hands gripping his shoulders.
Dante's fingers found the hem of Carol's shirt, and he slipped his hand underneath, his fingers brushing against her soft skin. Carol moaned as he teased her nipples, her back arching as she pressed herself against him. Dante's other hand found the waistband of her shorts, and he slipped his fingers inside, his fingers brushing against her wet pussy.
Carol gasped as Dante's fingers explored her, her hips bucking as he teased her clit. She couldn't believe how good it felt, and she knew she couldn't hold out much longer. She reached down and wrapped her hand around Dante's dick, stroking him as he fingered her. Dante groaned as she touched him, his hips thrusting as he fucked her hand.
Carol couldn't take it any longer. She needed him inside her, and she needed it now. She pushed him down onto the bed and straddled him, her pussy hovering above his dick. Dante grinned as he looked up at her, his hands gripping her hips.
Carol slowly lowered herself onto him, her pussy swallowing his dick inch by inch. Dante groaned as she took him in, his hands guiding her hips as she rode him. Carol's breasts bounced as she moved, her moans filling the room.
Dante couldn't believe how good it felt, and he knew he wasn't going to last much longer. He thrust his hips up, meeting Carol's movements as she rode him. He could feel her getting closer, and he knew he was going to cum soon.
Carol's moans grew louder as she felt herself getting closer, her pussy clenching around Dante's dick. She could feel her orgasm building, and she knew she was going to cum soon. Dante's fingers found her clit, and he began to rub her as she rode him.
Carol's orgasm hit her like a freight train, her pussy clenching around Dante's dick as she came. Dante groaned as he felt her cum, his own orgasm hitting him a moment later. He thrust his hips up, cumming deep inside her as she milked him for every last drop.
Carol collapsed onto Dante's chest, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Dante wrapped his arms around her, pulling her hot body against his. He licked her cheek possessively as he held her to him. She smirked, letting her fingers trail over his chest and tease his pecs. "You're the devil," she whispered and he spanked the blonde's firm ass playfully: "and don't you forget it."