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Lady and the Dante	By : sexdottxt Category: +A through F > Devil May Cry Views: 41 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Lady and the Dante
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The world had been saved. Arkham’s ambition had been thwarted, Temen-ni-Gru was smashed to rubble, and for better or worse, Vergil was now lost to the demon realm. The forces of good had won.

That didn’t mean the remaining demons were going to let it go easy. Here alone with Lady, they were both surrounded. Guns out they exchanged heavy fire with the horde of Seven Hells that were itching for a piece of them.

But they could both take them alone. They were only surrounded by Prides, the bottom of the monster food chain. But for a human going toe to toe with these things, she knew how to put a fight. And not looking to run into his dear brother again anytime soon, this time he decided to stick around and put up a helping hand. Maybe he’d even score a date with her.

“Damn, but this really gets the blood pumping huh!” he said. “Especially in a certain place!”

“As if! Think with the right head and fucking kill them already!”

“Your wish is my command oh Lady!”

She groaned at that cliché response. It wasn’t long before their unholy audience faded to ash. Lady was panting and groaning, sweaty and looking all around her like a jaguar in the wild while Dante just blew away the smoke from Ebony and Ivory before spinning them around in his hands reholstered them. Then fist pumping he said, “Oh fuck yeah! Am I the shit or what?”

“What?”

“Come on, you can’t deny I looked good out there. All our problems are said and done in the past. How about you and me stick around. We make a good team.”

She looked at him with that same dead look she always had on her face. Then she said, “So do they!”

Looking back he saw it. Two Hells Lusts had popped in to join the party. He remembered he squared off with one of these things back when Arkham paid a visit to his place to issue a formal invitation to the grand reopening of Temen-ni-Gru. The top of the Seven Hells pecking order, these things usually worked alone. Clearly they were wising up when it came to this Son of Sparda.

He looked back at her. “Lady you should probably bail on outta here. These boys might prove to be too much for you.”

That was bullshit and she knew it. For a mere human, she had given this Son of Sparda one hell of a fight back in the tower. “You pissing your pants? Cause I can go all day!”

He snuck a glance at her chest. Even as fierce as she was, that shirt gave a nice look at her cleavage. Big tits, big guns. “Yeah, I guess I figured you got way bigger balls than I do.”

Even in that situation, her face flushed deep. Both at him being a perv and that being suck a sick burn. “Whatever! Just get to the killing!”

He drew Rebellion. “Works for me. Just careful not to shoot me, okay?”

“You’re making it a very easy proposition.”

“Wasn’t the kind of offer I had in mind. Hopefully after this is all over you and me can hit the rave going on inside. Then maybe I can offer you a proposition myself.” He held Rebellion with both hands in a formal fighting stance borne of the perfect practice old medieval warriors, nothing like the playboy he was acting like.

“You gonna talk all night or put that thing to good use?”

“For you, I will do anything my lady of the night!”

She groaned. Dante was ready to go at it but then there was suddenly an explosion. Dante looked back at her, saw she was toting a rocket launcher.

“Then shut up and take their heads.”

He stylishly spun his sword and slung it back over his shoulder. “Works for me.”

The ghouls were hanging low, looking miserable. Doing something like grunting, but not quite since they didn’t have any real organs. But just as Dante was ready to put these undead out of their misery permanently, both Lusts suddenly stopped in their tracks. Lady still had her hands on the trigger but it was Dante who was worried. Then both creatures faded to ash.

The demonslayer was a Fallen. These white ones looked angelic enough, only several sets of feathery wings wrapped around their bodies and shining radiant in this hellish night, but neither of them was fooled. Lady was raised by a priest and that one bad experience was enough, while the recently awakened Sparda blood in Dante’s veins was boiling red hotter than ever. And this one was wielding a blue energy sword that just snuffed out both Lusts.

Neither of them was feeling cocky anymore. Neither of them had seen these demons turn so readily on each other. But after the ordeals of the tower, they both probably had big bounties on their heads in the demonic realms of bounty hunting.

“ThAt yOur besT?” the creature said in a distorted and low voice with the rumble of rusty old bells.

“Provide backup for me and keep it’s attention,” Dante said. “I’ll cut it to pieces.”

“Works for me,” she said, emptying the clips in her handguns and popping in new ones.

They both went at it. But neither of them could get an edge on the thing. The Fallen made sure to keep it’s back from her so she couldn't take any cheap shots at it’s weak spot. Contrary to Dante’s idea, the demon focused solely on him. And the wings around it's chest seemed to be especially tough, it felt like he was battering at it with no luck. Meanwhile it was closing in on him with it's sword of blue fire.
Not like he had a problem with that. This Son of Sparda looked and acted like a degenerate but he used Rebellion like a maestro, the kind of swordsmanship that would make every HEMA fanboy jizz their pants on the spot. After the recent events, he had come into his own. And having survived a stint in the demon realm, this thing might have been tougher than it's standard brethren.
But it was still only a Fallen. Suddenly raining a series of stabbing thrusts like rain, he made an upward leaping slash and then came down with a slam that blew the wings wide open, revealing it's shocked face. It always considered itself stronger than the rest of it's kind, and here it was facing it's demise like the rest of them.

Together with Lady’s sharpshooting, it wasn’t long before the coast was clear.

Dante whooped in his victory. “Damn, but I love this shit!”

Lady allowed herself to smile. She didn’t know what was going to come next. But however conflicted she was on putting the bullet in her evil father’s skull, things could be so much worse. This was victory.

She looked at him. Practically shirtless in his red coat, his masculine body was covered in a fresh sheen of sweat, she had put aside her raw attraction to him during the course of her odyssey. But in the wake of their triumph, her own body too heated from all the fighting, she was looking at him in a whole new light.

He shared the sentiment. “Undressing me with your eyes Lady?”

“Oh fuck yeah.”

She ran at him like crazy, pinning him down to the ground. It was so sudden and intense, Dante was surprised by her strength. He had dealt with some tough customers, but right now Lady was acting much like a demon herself.

In the ways that mattered. She was kissing him fiercely and he was all too happy to reciprocate. Tongues in each other’s mouths, her hands were feeling all up his muscular bod, and he responded by reaching up her skirt and grabbing that ass of hers. Contrary to her usual vicious demeanor, she only giggled at him manhandling her so.

Dante was getting rock hard in his pants. Lady already knew it, she could see the bulge moments before when they locked eyes only lusting for each other and on top of him now she felt it right under her crotch. Only wearing a skirt with a pair of panties, she could feel the impression of his member very well. It was getting her so wet.

She wasn’t the only one getting handsy. Very much matured since his trek through Temen-ni-Gru, Dante reached up and under her shirt. There was only a small top protecting her breasts from his grubby mitts, not that it did much to protect her. She had a nice rack and he could still feel the volume of her breasts, the soft skin. It was getting her nipples so hard.

She suddenly moved up looking down on at him with a feral smile, enough to make her look like a demon herself. “I want more,” in a husky whisper.

“Damn fuckin’ right you do.”

Reaching under the hem of her shirt, she almost tore it off getting it off her torso, and then she tossed it aside. Lady already had a fierce beauty to her but seeing her shirtless with only a small bra hiding her bare tits from his eyes, Dante was liking her even more. She was as slim and fine as a guy could want, but there were small little nicks on her skin, proof of her life as a demon hunter. that rough sexiness appealed to his demon blood.

“You gonna stare all day? Or do I have to bring it out of you?”

She massaged the lump in his pants and he growled deep. Unzipping his pants, she pressed her palm on the erection in his undershorts, knowing how much he was feeling it. Dante only yanked down her top and felt her naked breasts. Her nipples were already hard, and he pinched down on them. She shook up, eliciting a shriek from the bottom of her throat. The cups of her bra hung loose under her teats, here in the ruins of Temen-ni-Gru on top of a half-demon all but naked she looked like the cover of one of those old action magazines.

Slapping one of her tits, Dante used his other hand to dart under her skirt. Reaching for her panties which were soaking by now, he pulled them down and found her wet pussy. Digging his fingers in there just to watch her squirm, he couldn’t take it anymore. Hastily using both hands to undo his pants, his cock sprang on right out.

Lady stared at it. So big and red, a momentary thought hit her if Vergil being all about blue would have big blue balls, but she didn’t have long to think about that. Grabbing her hips, he moved her forward onto his dick.

Despite coming off as so aggressive and sensitive with him, she gasped feeling his manhood deep inside her. If it hadn’t been for her mother’s death, she would have been a holy woman, and she only put her aggression to work by training to kill. Never to indulge in the rougher side of life like Dante did. It was the first dick inside of her and it was so big and hot.

He was liking it too. She had been hot and wet and horny since she started killing these demons, and her pussy was even worse. A real demon killer and Dante loved it. Grabbing her hips, he moved her around from side to side just to have the fun of tormenting her. He wanted to break her so bad she would forget her fiend of a father.

Lady was getting so frustrated on top of him. While he was toying with her, she felt her hymen break apart. That was the last of her innocence and it was all she needed. She slammed her hands down onto his chest just to be able to take it better. But touching his muscular chest slick with sweat, his hands moving her around so her insides were rubbing all over his cock, it broke the last of her restraint. She rode him fast without restraint.

Now that they both wanted the same thing, Dante gave it right back to her. His cock easily stabbed into the end of her pussy each time and she humped him like crazy, it felt so good. Feeling each other so good, they looked at each other. Their faces were twisted in an animalistic passion in the prime of youth. This was victory, this was right.

By that point, Dante had pulled himself up and was sucking all over her tits while he drove his cock inside of her. It was so bad for her that she had to cling to him just to handle him. Her legs spread around his muscular torso, her once strong humps had become nervous, like she was having the shakes.

Just then, an Abyss popped in from behind them. They didn’t see it at first, they were too busy rocking with each other. But turning her head, she saw it. The creature tilted it’s red head, regarding her with it’s blank burning eyes. It didn’t speak, but she felt the evil intent, like it was having a joke at her expense. It continued staring at her even as it shifted down into the ground into a pool of blood. Only to reappear right behind Dante, it’s flaming scythe ready to strike him. She was going to say something to warn him but getting fucked like that, all she did was utter an incoherent series of high pitched yelps.

Dante hit his Devil Trigger. Lady gasped that instant, his transformed cock was so much bigger inside of her, she couldn’t even move anymore. Reaching behind him, he grabbed it’s throat so hard the flaming scythe fell out of it’s hands and then he started beating it’s face in. Dante was unarmed but the strikes of a son of Sparda even barefisted were nothing to sneeze at and he had reached a new apex of his power.

Watching him get violent while his transformed cock was throbbing inside of her was getting her so hot. It awakened her own warrior instinct too. Regaining her strength even with his dick splitting her from the inside, she took the Kalina-Ann laying nearby. Dante knew exactly what she was going to do and threw it to the side. These demons weren’t lookers but it’s face had seen better days and yet in spite of the beatdown it just got, it only looked disoriented. Pointing it right at it’s skull, she pulled the trigger.

The fiend instantly dissolved in a flash of red light. Now that they were uninterrupted, Dante pumped inside of her at a renewed pace and she fucked him right back just as fast. His transformed face looked at her, and was nowhere near as expressive as he could usually be. But she knew what he wanted.

Pumping all the way inside her, he burst inside of her. That thing plumping up inside of her walls and his piping hot demon cum searing inside of her cunt, she screamed like a demon herself as she was pushed to a wild orgasm. In her state of climax with her whole body being rocked by it, she didn’t freeze up or anything, she humped him even harder, wanting every bit of it.

Finally, he shifted back to his human form. He looked up at her with a weary smile. She was still shaking, looking all messed up.

He just winked. “You like that Lady?”

“Talking about devils and crying. But t-those white tears of yours are the…are the...” She had to catch her voice and then she said, “So fucking good. God himself couldn’t make something so good.” She hissed through her teeth, she was still feeling it.

He was holding her by the hips. “The day is young. And I figure fucking someone as tough as you is like killing those monsters. Before long, I’ll be able to transform again. Bet you like that huh?”

She just licked her lips and narrowed her eyes at him, rich with lewd intent. Very much acquainted with the legend of Sparda, Lady had only spared a thought in the back of her mind on why a mortal woman would get involved with a demon at all. Even if he had been a great hero who saved humanity from the abyssal hordes. But now she understood very well.

And she wanted so much more.
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