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Love Thy Neighbor	By : ElvenAngel Category: +A through F > Devil May Cry Views: 3969 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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She emerged from her room a little later, after having finally gotten herself to climax and managed to calm down. In the meantime, Roy had already banged on her door once more, so presently she had slipped into some workout pants and hurried to the bathroom to wash up. She ran straight into the shower and let some hot water run over her, resting her hands on the tiled wall.
�I can�t believe this happened. It was all because of that stupid dream catcher, it worked all wrong!� she thought. She had actually burned it and thrown it out of her window.
She turned the water to cold on purpose and yelped as cold water abruptly ran over her. She endured a little less than a minute before turning the water off completely. She let a huff and got out of the shower, drying herself down and changing.
She combed her hair off her face again as she opened the door, realizing the last moment that someone was in her way.
�Hey!� Dante said, stopping her with an arm to her shoulder before she walked into him.
She jumped back as he touched her, looking like a scared cat. She eyed him up and down. He seemed to have just woken up, wearing only pants.
�What the�!� she thought, stopping at his crotch. She noticed a bulge.
Her face immediately turned very bright red, as the dream flashed through her head again.
�What the hell�s wrong with you?� Dante asked, not caring if she noticed his morning wood.

Instead of replying she just ran past him, straight to her room and shut the door behind her. Dante�s look followed her as she did, his eyebrow raised. �What�s with her?� he wondered, walking into the bathroom.
He was glad she didn�t slow him down at all because he wanted to take a shower to cool down. Last night he�d seen a dream he couldn�t remember now but it had definitely gotten him quite excited.
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For most of the day following the eventful morning, Tess stayed clear of Dante. She didn't think of the dream at all, in fact she was trying to just keep it out of her mind. Having spent most of the day either doing some of the chores her grandmother made her do, or messing around in her room, around the evening at last she had chosen to lay on the comfortable sofa in the lounge room to read a book. Halfway through the fifth page though, she started dozing and her attempts to stay awake failed. She eventually fell asleep, one arm over her stomach and the other hanging off the side of the couch, still clinging to the book that lay on the floor.
A good half hour passed while she blissfully slept, and Dante came in the building from being out, doing some business with an acquaintance. He stepped in, closed the door behind him and headed for the stairs and into his bedroom, completely ignoring the lounge. In his bedroom, he took his coat off, muttering in an annoyed fashion.
"Whew. That guy was annoying. Talkin' so much, geez."
He hung the trenchcoat on the hook behind his door and scratched the back of his neck. "Maybe he can just get me started on my shop and I'll never have to see him again. What was his name again...? Enzo?"
He rubbed his chin pondering about it for only a second before his stomach complained audibly. He chuckled and shrugged before going out and down the stairs. Entering the lounge, he only just noticed Tess � presence without paying her much attention.
"�Sup, Twig," he said, going straight into the kitchen and taking the liberty, looked for things to make a sandwich.
The only sound she made was a soft moan as she turned her head, rubbing it against the armrest and squirmed. She didn't seem to have heard him.
Familiar with the layout of the kitchen by now, he got bread and whatever else he liked on the counter and made his sandwich. Knowing it wouldn�t satisfy him, he stuffed his mouth with the sandwich, chewing it only a little while he began making another, pausing ever so often to hold the already made sandwich he was eating, to chew and swallow the portion in his mouth. He finished eating one and started eating the second one, walking back into the lounge. He sat on the couch, looking directly at the remote and turned the TV on with low sound volume, flipping through channels.
"So what have you been up to all day?" he asked, not looking at her, still unaware she was out.
She didn't give a reply. Apparently that dream and the tension of the whole morning had gotten to her, making her very sleepy, since she didn't react to him talking, or the TV, or even him sitting down near her.
"Silent treatment today, huh?" he said. "What's wrong--"
He looked at her and finally realized she was sleeping. He smirked and reclined, chewing on his sandwich quietly and put the remote control away on the couch and mused her a bit. She looked peaceful, and her slightly drooping mouth made her look rather cute. In his mind crossed the moment she walked in on him in the bathroom and thought now would probably be a good opportunity to pay her back; however, he didn't. Instead he started to think she actually looked more interesting when she wasn't glaring or snapping at him.
�Heh, she looks so calm when she�s sleeping,� he thought. �Sweeter�maybe kind of vulnerable too.�
She squirmed again and rolled on her side a little, pulling her arm up from the floor and tucking her hand under her head, but still not awaking. She smiled faintly, hinting that she was probably dreaming.
He chuckled quietly and finished up his sandwich, wiping his hands together. Carefully he approached her and mused her up close, feeling a sweet scent from her. Something like a juicy fruit or lemongrass. He smirked. They shared a communal bathroom and he often could smell a similar shower gel having been used in the shower stall. He examined her up and down with his eyes. He was starting to think what things to say to her at a later time, derived from this close inspection. He was trying to find any marks, or some kind of flaw, but couldn�t really find something.
�Nothing. Not a scratch, not a nick�not even a beauty mark� he thought and started musing her differently. Her thinness, which he had mocked sometimes, was a delicate frailty now. The deep red sheen of her hair made her skin seem paler. Except the lips; those were a healthy rosy color, fine and slightly �pouty� in her sleep.
After a moment or so since he started musing her so closely, her closed eyes fluttered a bit and she squirmed again, letting a small sound of annoyance. She opened her eyes and stared right back at him, her look getting curious as she registered.
"What are you doing?" she asked, looking a bit alarmed at his closeness, and abruptly sat up.
He also felt alarmed for an instant and almost backed away from her, but instead he smiled a bit more slyly. "What do you think I'm doing?"
She looked surprised at the answer then just huffed and turned away. "Probably thinking of taking advantage of me, no doubt, staring so closely."
He sighed and reclined back on the couch without saying anything, but still smiling the same way. He grabbed the remote and resumed flipping through channels. "Well, maybe I was. Too bad I didn't, right?"
She frowned at him. "That's not funny."

But at the same time his comment made her think of her crazy dream and without realizing it, she blushed furiously.
He eyed her and noticed her blushing. "See? I knew you'd have liked it. Sorry I didn't do anything then!" he chuckled teasingly.
"Th-that's not it. Its not right to go up to sleeping people like that," she said, trying to ignore her nervousness.
"Well!" he scoffed. "I guess I'm the asshole then, because you certainly do everything right! Need I remind you?"
She scowled, knowing he was talking about the bathroom incident. "That was an accident!" she said a little angrily. �A-anyway, its not like you'd really do anything. I'm just a 'Twig' to you," she said, looking away.
"Huh, trust me, you'd be a lot more than that if you slept more often. Or at least, if you talked less! I wish you could see yourself in your sleep. I'd even go as far as to say you looked cute, but now that you're up and flared up..." he trailed off with a shrug.
She just stared at him, wide-eyed. She really had nothing to reply to that! Then she looked to the side, raising her hand to curl some hair around her finger. She always did that when she was nervous.
He looked at her again and his brow bowed up. "What, Roy got your tongue now?"
She shook her head. "No. Just--ah, forget it," she said quickly, and got up, stretching. "Its early still. I think I'm gonna go take a walk before it snows so much that we can't get out," she said, rubbing her arms a bit, then walking out to the lobby quietly.
"Did he just call me...cute?" she thought, blushing harder as she picked up her coat.
"Yeah, yeah. Catch you later, Twig," he absently waved at her and stretched his legs on the couch, somewhat bored and watching TV as a money-winning contest show was on. He actually thought that he had wanted her to stay. At least he wouldn�t have been bored.
�Guess I spooked her off,� he thought. �Man, why�s she so easy to blush and get shy when she�s a feisty shrew?�
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Tess came back from her walk a few hours later. In the meantime though, it had rained a bit strongly and she was caught in the middle of it. She had hurried back home, soaked to the bone. She stepped in the lobby, glad that least Roy wasn't around to whine about the water dripping off her. She coolly made her way to the basement door and trotted down the stairs to the laundry room to change out of her wet clothes and slip into some of the dry laundry to go back upstairs. When she got to the basement though, she discovered that Roy had apparently cleared out all her dry laundry and taken them upstairs.

"Ugh, bummer. Now what am I gonna do?" she thought, searching more thoroughly through the baskets.
She was tempted for a moment to just go back upstairs, dripping, and having to clean up later. But as she went through the baskets, her sight fell on a black shirt with long sleeves, lying on top of one of the washing machines. She knew it was Dante's since she'd seen him wear it before. She smiled without meaning to and immediately got an idea.
"It�s not like he'll notice if I borrow it for a minute," she thought with a smile.

She pulled off her wet clothes and bra, keeping just her panties on, and dumped the wet clothes in the basket. She pulled the shirt on, without having to undo the buttons, wiggling her arms through the sleeves and pushing her hands through the sleeves since they were longer than her arms.
"Oh wow, it feels huge!" she chuckled, buttoning some of the top buttons up to cover her chest better. It reached past her thighs, easily covering her buttocks. She looked down on herself, chuckling at the size difference and tugged at the sleeves again. After fitting it on, she smirked and started going up the stairs to the lobby, holding the sleeve up to her nose a bit. She caught the scent of his skin on it.
"Wow...his scent. Its weird, I like it," she thought, grinning. She tugged at the front side of the neck and tucked her nose into the shirt, breathing in the warm scent. It really felt good! In fact it quite reminded her of the dream and she blushed a little.
Passing through the lobby and before she had the chance to reach the staircase to the upper floors, an elderly female voice cracked the silence, startling her.
"Tess! What is that dreadful piece of cloth you�re wearing?! And�Dear Goddess, are you naked under that?!" Magda snapped from the door to her rooms, crossing her path with Tess. She was in shock to see her wearing something that she knew did not belong to Roy �therefore hinting to whom else it did belong- but mostly annoyed she had to witness her granddaughter half-naked.
Tess jumped, letting a small squeak and pulled her nose out of the shirt, pressing her back against the wall beside the staircase as her grandmother stormed up to her. She blushed hard and looked a little panicked. "Um, sorry Grams! I was soaked when I came in and I had to change, this was all I found," she said nervously.
Magda scoffed at her words and took a hand to her own forehead, the other on her waist. "Give me patience...why didn't you take an umbrella?! And of all things�why this shirt?! Preposterous girl!� she ranted. �Oh, never mind that now, go change into your own clothes, Tess! Have you no shame?"
Tess just nervously shuffled away from her grandmother. "Hey, I can�t predict the weather, you know! Besides, no one's seeing me! You don't count!" she muttered, hurrying up the stairs, her hands closely clasped on her chest.

Hearing all the noise, Dante poked his head out of his room, chewing a bite from a pizza he had ordered for himself earlier. He was shirtless and barefoot.
"What's going on?" he asked, directed at Tess as she passed, before noticing that she wore one of his shirts�and not much else. He frowned briefly and then chuckled slyly at her wearing his shirt. "Comfy?" he teased her, leaning on the door�s threshold and crossing one leg over the other.
Tess turned her attention to him, stared, blushed deeply and letting a small shriek of surprise, raced past his door, clinging the shirt to herself. She made a straight beeline for her room, dove inside and slammed the door behind her.
He broke into a fit of loud laughing and retreated back into his room, dropping back into the small sofa, before the coffee table with the pizza box and resumed eating his meal.
�Well, I�ll be damned. She�s actually got some fine-looking legs,� he thought slyly.

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Around the evening she headed downstairs after staying in her room to cool down a bit from earlier. She had left Dante's shirt on the doorknob of his room �quite reluctantly, she admitted to herself- and wearing her own clothes now, she went into the kitchen.
Just as earlier that day, Dante was lying quite spread out on the couch and had been watching TV for the rest of the evening, eventually having fallen asleep with his arms crossed behind his head. He shuffled slightly in his sleep and let out a quiet gasp before exhaling in relaxation.
She immediately noticed him on the sofa as she entered and went a little closer to get a better look. She smiled a little bit, seeing him sleep. He looked kind of cute when he wasn't sarcastic and teasing her. Relaxed, his features were almost noble. She got a little closer, bending and putting her hands on her knees to muse him quietly.
�After all, he did it to me too, so why can�t I?� she thought.
As if it were an ironic reaction of his, he squirmed a bit, his head turning sideways towards her. For an instant he was partly awake but only yawned, resuming his sleep instantly, still unaware of her presence.
She giggled quietly at his almost child-like reaction and bent in closer, putting out a hand to poke the tip of his nose with her index finger, ever so gently.
He still breathed relaxed and quietly, but his eyes squinted a bit as she continued to tickle his nose, making it twitch and he let a sort of whined sigh.
She grinned wider at his reactions. �That�s so cute!� she thought. Amused at how cute he looked, she ran her finger along his lower lip softly, while his mouth was open a little. He frowned a little bit in his sleep, his lips moving a tiny bit as he rambled in his sleep. "Nnh--no�mnh�aah."
He squirmed again, trying to fend off the irritant and faced her. He snored slightly but became quiet again, although mildly frowning, like her outside meddling was disturbing his sleep.
She giggled silently again, loving how adorable and even charming he looked. She mused him without bothering him for a while and then realized how close to him she was standing. She didn't really think; she just leaned in, so close that any small move would have made their lips touch. She bit her lip a little. Whether it was the memory of the dream or not, she really wanted to actually kiss him.
She hesitated. "I-I can't do this," she thought. "He's gonna...make fun of me."
She didn�t pull away though. She stayed close to him, trying to decide if she should kiss him or not. In the meantime though, Dante woke up and felt someone's presence over him. He knew immediately it was her, just by the scent. She smelled somewhat sweet again and the closeness gave him goose bumps. He smiled, but didn�t speak or react yet.
�She really gonna do it? Go on, Twig, humor me,� he thought slyly and somewhat wishfully.
Despite her hesitations, she inevitably leaned in closer, enough for her lips to barely touch his, still uncertain about whether to go ahead with it or not. Still motionless as to not spook her, he realized her hesitation. He could feel she was nervous, wanting and scared at the same time. And oddly he got the sudden urge, just for the sake of his own amusement, to interrupt her and make some fun of her.
�Go for it,� he whispered, "Dare you, dare you, double dog dare you.�
She gasped, pulling back a little and staring down at him. She blushed hard and pulled away, nearly falling on her butt and looking panicked. "I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean--I'm sorry. I didn�t want to wake you up, I just--" she stuttered.
"Yeah yeah, you just--just--just didn't know what you were doing.� He looked up at her, finally opening his eyes and still smiling a little slyly.
She looked hurt. She shuffled away from him and hurried towards the door. "I knew you'd make fun of me," she muttered as she left.
He heard her though and said "I'm only making fun of you �cuz you didn't do it, Twig," raising his voice as she walked away.
She stopped, turned over and glared at him. "I might've if you'd...if you'd just kept your big mouth shut and let me do so!"
He stood up in one swift move and raised his hands slightly without saying anything, in an inviting gesture; daring her to do it. He said nothing and stared at her, only his eyes and his expression teasing her, trying to lure her back.
�Come on, Twig, I can see you want to,� he thought.
She stared at him as he blatantly kept teasing her. She wasn't going to give in though; too disappointed in him to give in, even though she really wanted to. She only frowned at him and stuck her tongue out at him as she hurried off to the lobby. "You're too late for that," she said.
He still said nothing and remained smiling, shaking his head a little bit after she left and dropped down on the sofa.
�Well that�s too bad,� he thought with an amused chuckle. �Coulda had that there.�

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The following day the snowfall had gotten worse, covering everything in a sheet of white. Roy and Magda had to go to the next city over for some business of Magda's, leaving the two teens alone. Tess didn't let Dante get very close to her during the day and even now that they were watching a movie while eating pizza, she was curled on the far opposite corner than him, nibbling at her slice quietly and concentrated on the movie. They were watching Underworld: The Evolution and she was particularly enjoying it.
Dante was slumped into the couch again, supporting his head on his palm with the elbow on the arm of the sofa in a bored fashion. He yawned a little lazily and audibly, then scratched his stomach before reaching in for another slice--the fifth one.
She dared a glance at him and kept watching the movie. It had taken an interesting turn, since the two protagonists had temporarily escaped their pursuers and were getting quite intimate. Instantly she thought of the two instances where they almost got in the same rut and involuntarily let a small chuckle and squirmed a bit, watching the intimacy develop into more.
Dante raised his eyebrow at the scene but dulled again. Indeed, it was getting interesting but sex scenes in movies never really got to him. He chewed off the rest of his slice and crossed his arms, still watching but not impressed. �What�s the matter, Twig, getting worked up or are you thinking about all the stuff you didn�t do?� he asked, without looking at her.
Tess just shrugged and kept eating her pizza slice. "It�s just another sex scene in another movie. Been there, done that," she replied smoothly. �I just like that couple, that�s all there is to it.�
He burst into a short laughter. "Sure you ain�t jealous? You sound like you�d like to do that kinda stuff too�you had the chance yesterday,� he said in a teasing fashion.
"If anything, you�re the one who sounds like you wanted me to do something. You keep teasing me and picking on me like that all the time," she said with a small huff. "Especially what you did yesterday was...was mean."
"You're still not over it?" he said, looking at her.
Her response was a calm one. "I'm not mad at you. But I still don't like what you did."
He shrugged. "Sorry. You know I don't take too seriously what was meant to be fun in the first place. Are you this serious every time you try to kiss a guy? Geez."
She blushed and didn�t reply immediately. "Who said I've ever done it before?"
He looked at her with a slightly surprised look. "So why didn't you then?"
"You scared me. I thought you were making fun of me and didn't really want me to."
�Wouldn�t have minded if you had, I�ll give you that," he thought. �I know I scared you; what I meant was, why didn't you ever kiss a guy before? You like girls better or what?"
"Ugh!" she protested. "No. I just never wanted to kiss a guy before. I didn't like anyone."
"I see then. Okay," he trailed off the conversation and smiled slightly, watching the movie again, but now it was on a more intense part.
The protagonists were now engaged in fully swung sex, the camera angles concealing just the essentials but making fully clear what was going on. Tess though still glanced at Dante, shrugging a little at his smile. She watched back at the movie, blushing a little bit.
He chuckled. "You are getting distracted."
She glared at him a little. "I'm not. It�s just a movie.�
He chuckled again. "Why are you blushing, then?" he said, not even looking at her.
"Doesn't matter," she said.
"Oh, it does,� he said slyly. �I think you�re into this, and you�d kill to be in their shoes, am I right?"
She blushed harder, glaring at him. "S-So what if I wanted to, huh?"
"Oh no, I'm not answering 'what if' questions..."
"Good, and I won't answer your kind of questions," she huffed. "Asking me that kind of thing is�its absurd. I bet you wouldn't mind getting some yourself."
He got a little mad at her for her comment but decided not to show it and dropped the subject. "Fine then."
After a moment's silence, she spoke up again. "Why're you asking me that anyway?"
"Cuz I can, so there." Usually he'd have said it with a straight face, but he didn't and frowned.
She scoffed a little. "So its not because you want to know?"
He refused to answer to that and just sank into the couch, crossing his arms and huffed. The movie was moving past the sex scene now, but the image of a couple making out on TV was giving him ideas and his frown faded and he sighed.
She watched him as he sighed and shuffled a little bit closer to him. "Hmm. Your look says that you�re keen on doing something," she said coolly.
"Yeah, well, I'll get over it.�
"Will you?" she said, looking away. "You�re right though, I do think of these things and I do want to do--What, you think I don't have fantasies? Sure I do," she said, a little bit shyly.
He smirked a little bit. "Well, sorry, but I'm not asleep for you to take advantage of...or naked in the bathroom," he said, still a bit annoyed at her but was it was getting harder to keep his cool. Talking about these things with her was getting him a little worked up.
"As if either of those scenarios had anything to do with it," she snorted.
He eyed her from the corner of his eyes. "But you're not going to tell me what you do want, so�"
But she did. She cleared her throat a little, blushing. "I...had a dream about you the other night. Just you and me; that was it. I guess bottom line, that's it. Just the two of us. Like the couple in the movie, sorta. Though frankly, without all that drama."
He lightly smiled, sort of flattered to hear she had dreamt about him, and looked at her somewhat excited but then turned his look away again. "Was just a dream though. I'm not impressed.�
She huffed a bit, looking disappointed. "Yeah, I thought you�d react like that. Why should I bother with you if you�re always dismissing me like this?"
�That�s �cuz you�re not doing anything.�
�What if I did?�
He looked at her very carefully when she said that. �Well, that�d be something but I don�t think you�d��
She actually did, though. She shuffled closer to him, looking at him pointedly and closed in to his face like she had when was sleeping. There wasn�t as much hesitation this time though, just a little unease on her part. She pressed her lips on his softly, for a moment, then pulled back, looking embarrassed.
�What, that�s it?� he complained.
She frowned and huffed. �Oh, bite me! I told you I�ve never done this before!� she replied, and then snapped at him without thinking. �If you�re such an expert, go ahead and show me how it�s done!�
He smirked. �If you insist.�
He grabbed her wrists and pulled her into him, smiled briefly at her surprised whelp and took a hand up to her cheek stroking her skin with his thumb as he kissed her proper, pressing his lips on hers and gently running his tongue against her lips before pulling away. She didn�t do anything to stop him, just looked up at him with a bit of shyness and blushed. He didn't stagger to zooming in on the opposite side of her neck and nibbled it sensually, trailing it up to her ear and sucked on her earlobe.
�Keep it cool, don�t jump right in,� he told himself. �Don�t scare her off again. But her skin�so soft. And damn does she smell good.�

She let a tiny gasp of surprise and her face turned a bit red. She let a small moan as he nibbled her neck and her hand slipped around the back of his neck to stroke his hair sweetly. She smiled.
His hand trailed from her cheek to the back of her neck as well, leaning over her as he pushed her down onto the couch with the other hand around her back. His lips met with hers again, tenderly rubbing them together.
Tess shuddered a little, as images from her dream seemed to be repeating in reality, making her heart race. She nearly trembled as he kissed her and she eagerly gave in, hugging him as he leaned in pulling him closer to her. Either because of what they were watching previously, or because of reminiscing that dream, she was getting a bit excited.
�Whoah, he�s so�smooth about this. And I�m fine with that. Huh,� she thought.
They were blatantly ignoring the movie by now, preoccupied with each other. Dante thought he was getting into this a little too readily but she tasted too good to slow down. Besides, she seemed to be responding well, though with the expected nervousness of a �beginner�. Still, she let him lead her on and he quite appreciated that.
Without asking or hesitating, his hands started to wander a bit while he deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue tenderly between her lips to meet hers. She seemed surprised, her tongue shrugging away for a moment, but then she relaxed. Her lips loosened more and her tongue rubbed against his, as they locked lips and kept kissing, greedily almost. He caressed her skin with his fingertips, stroking her cheek and neck and eventually sliding down, over her shirt to her breasts. She tensed up as his hand cupped the gentle curve but relaxed with a sigh.
�Well, what do you know,� he thought, squeezing her breast softly. �She�s actually got a bit of a curve here�I was expecting to feel more bone.�

She tilt her head back as he licked and nibbled at her neck sensually and let a small moan at the feel of his hands on her breast and along her side. She hugged him closer, shutting her eyes to enjoy his touch thoroughly.
�Y-you done this before�a lot, huh?� she muttered.
He paused kissing along her neck and chuckled against her skin. �Ah, I�ve had my fun, won�t lie. I�ll say this though, right now you look loads cuter than most of the other�ladies I�ve been with,� he chuckled.
She giggled and blushed, but silenced when he kissed her deeper again, tongues lacing together sensually as he massaged her breast gently. His fingers pinched her nipple through the shirt softly, twisting it just a little. She moaned with a slight bucking move under him as he did, the action making them both harden a bit. She was starting to really get into the mood, when the phone on the small table beside the couch started to ring. Her eyes peeled open and she started fidgeting.

"Oh--wait, wait, that's--Roy, only he has this number. If I don't pick up...we'll be in an assload of trouble," she muttered, squirming out from under him and along the sofa, twisting herself to lean over the armrest with her elbow on it, while her legs still faced somewhat upwards and picked up the phone.
Dante complied and let her move, pulling back a bit with a dissatisfied frown. �Dammit, stupid phone!� he thought.
"Hello?" she panted.
"Tess," Roy said from the other end of the line. Dante could hear him faintly. "Its me. Look, I've got some bad news. The weather here's turned into a blizzard. We can't get back today, the roads are closed."
Tess let a weird little sound of repressed frustration. "What do you mean, you can't get back today!? Just make Grams do a transportation spell for God's sake!" she snapped.
"Oh, I tried, she won't have it! And I can't bother to run around in this cold either. You and Dante are on your own for today at least, so try to behave."
"Behave?!� Tess echoed, making Dante chuckle. �What the heck--why do you sound like we're babies or something, what the hell do you think we're gonna do, blow the building up?!"
He smirked at her reaction and shortly after she started complaining at Roy he felt like pestering her. He leaned over her behind her back and tenderly licked her ear, sensually breathing warm air into it with his hands softly trailing her shoulders and arms. She let a small yelp into the phone and weakly tried to shrug him off, while giggling.
"What was that?" Roy quipped.
"Nothing, we�re watching a movie. So when do you guys think you'll be back?"
"Tomorrow, at best."
"Ugh, fine. Have fun.�
�I hardly think so�oh, and before I forget, Tess,� Roy warned, �The left heater in the basement is broken down. Your room and the other rooms of your side of the building won�t have heating. Don�t turn it on or it�ll damage the heating system. Got it?"

Tess� eyes peeled open when he said that and she shoved Dante off gently, shocked. �What?! No heating on my side?! You�re kidding!!� she nearly shouted.
Dante stopped what he was doing, blinked a couple of times and winced a bit at what she said. Sounded like tough luck for her. �Didn�t have to shove me though, babe�� he thought.
�I�m afraid I�m not kidding,� Roy said on the other end of the line. �I need a new spare part to fix it and I�m going to sort it out once I get back. You�re just going to have to use some extra blankets or dress warmer for tonight. Its no big deal.�
�Roy, I hate cold, you know that!� she protested.

�You�ll just have to bear with it.�
�Ugh, whatever!� she growled. �Bye,� she said, hanging up hastily.
She rolled over again and slumped, looking put off. �I can�t believe this,� she muttered. �Stupid ancient heating system!�
Dante smiled awkwardly at her remark. He could tell her mood was ruined by what she had just heard and didn�t want to push her. She looked at him with a pout and sat up, curling on the sofa again, leaning against the back of the sofa, while he stretched his legs on the coffee table, as they resumed to watch the movie, with an awkward silence. After a moment though, she shuffled closer to him and he held up his arm so she could tuck her shoulder right under his armpit and lean against him. His arm then drooped smoothly around her shoulder and down her side and he said nothing about it.
They stayed like that for a few moments, watching the movie as it neared its climactic end with the expected final confrontation. Occasionally one or the other would make some comment about the movie but other than that they didn�t talk much, just enjoying a comfortable silence. Feeling her leaned into him though kept him thinking about what they were just previously doing. His hand was hovering just above her breasts and little by little it inched back, cupping the soft curve again and massaging it. She let a small moan and pressed into him.
He smiled widely and almost as if they had agreed on it, she turned her head up and he tilt his neck, to resume kissing her lips deeply. He tugged her closer to him, nearly making her sit on his lap and fondled her ribs, trailing his fingertips down to the rim of her shirt. They picked the mood from before up quickly and he broke the kiss only to pull her shirt off, without bothering to ask and she didn�t mind.
His free hand rose to her breast, massaging it and pinching the nipple as before, licking her lips between kisses and descending down on her neck again. He fondled both her breasts and smirked.
�Damn, they�re so soft. I can almost feel I�m the first guy touching them. Not too big, just a handful each but�well, any more�d be a waste,� he thought, loving the feel of her skin. She moaned as he caressed her breasts, particularly as he pinched her nipple between the index and middle fingers and twisted softly as he massaged them.
She squirmed her legs a little bit, sighing and hugged him to caress his back, somewhat tugging his shirt to pull it off. He trailed his mouth down her neck and right to her breasts, flicking his tongue against her hardened nipple, making her jump a little. He kept tickling her nipple with his tongue, eventually closing his lips around it and massaging it sweetly, sucking and nibbling at the nipple while his hand caressed the other one.
She moaned, squirming and hugging his head against her chest, breathing shallow. His free hand wandered lower along her stomach and paused at the rim of her pants. After a moment�s hesitation he slipped his hand under the rim and into her panties, making her tense a little and stiffen. His fingertips found her core�s opening and he concentrated on rubbing her clitoris softly with circular motions. She gasped and tightened her legs together a little but relaxed, letting him do as he wanted and just savoring the feeling.
He kept teasing her and massaging her breasts while his fingertip rubbed her clitoris gradually faster and eventually slid down into her crevice, making her wetter and aiding in slipping inside her a finger and then another, softly sliding them back and forth.
�Hmm�warm and a bit wet already. You�re just turning me on, Tess,� he said slyly as he rode up to her neck to lick it sweetly.

She moaned again at the feel of his fingers, squirming in need under him, panting and gasping for air ever so often. She felt embarrassed that she was about to climax when�they were interrupted, again!
The front door thudded, as if someone was strongly knocking on it. Tess let a frightened gasp and sat up, pushing Dante off. "Waah!!"
The thud broke off the mood even for Dante and even he jumped a bit. "Geez, who the hell...?" He looked down at her and slyly smirked. "Wanna ignore it?" He hoped she would agree.
Tess looked up at him, flustered and panting and looking more disappointed than even he was.
"Can't! What if its Roy, I might've sounded fishy on the phone and he's come back--he always does this, making me open the door so he can check on me--arg, come on, up, up!" she muttered, halfway between frustrated and scared, gently shoving him off and grabbing her shirt again.
Dante let her get up and clicked his tongue in a bit of a frustration. He dropped on his back on the sofa and ran his hands over his face. �Fuckin� idiot!� he cursed lowly. �Just as it was getting good. Damn it!�
She pulled her shirt on hastily and straightened out her jeans and then her hair as she ran into the lobby, opening the door. A strong, snow-ridden wind blew in and a man in military pants and tattered military coat, heaving a backpack, stumbled in.
"Whew! Thought you'd never come!" he said in a hoarse, west coast accent. He had stubble, few days old and the unkempt look of someone who'd been traveling for long. He smelled strongly of booze too.
"Who're you?!" Tess said indignantly, looking him up and down, obviously surprised.
"I just need a place to stay, just got to the city," the guy said, rubbing his arms down. "Run along and get the owner of the joint. I'm freezin'."
"Well, my uncle's out, so I'm in charge," Tess huffed, getting behind the counter of the lobby and pulling up the logbook, "You got some ID I can see, mister?"
The man scoffed. "That's Major, to you, my good girl. Retired military I may be, but always military," he said with a sense of indignant pride, tossing his ID on the counter.
Tess raised an eyebrow at his old-looking attitude and inspected his ID. It was a military type, for sure, but it looked old and was covered in stains. "You look pretty bummed out for a retired military...doesn't say anywhere that you're a major, either," she added, looking it up and down.
"Are you doubting me?!" he said angrily.
From the lounge, Dante heard the voice of the man get louder and got up from the couch to check what was going on from the hallway.
Tess glared back at the bum. "I am,� she said assertively. �You smell like booze too. We don't allow alcoholics in the building. I'll have to ask you to go. I'm sorry, but its building regulations," she said, returning his ID and walking around the counter to show him out.
"Like hell a little punk like you's going to tell me to get lost!" the half-drunk man barked, grabbing a fistful of her shirt.
Dante let an irritated grunt and motioned to step in and kick the drunkard idiot out, but Tess took matters into her hands. She was pissed off at the interruption and with the adrenaline still zooming around her system she reacted badly.
"Hey!" she shouted back and grabbed his wrist, wrenched it off her shirt with an adept self-defense move and twisted his arm around his back, keeping it stretched and kicked his pelvis, sending him forward.
"What the hell is wrong with you, crazy drunk?! Didn't you mom teach you that you're not supposed to raise hands on a girl!? What the fuck are they teaching you in the army!" she barked.
The man stumbled ahead from her quick counter and hit on the door with a loud thud, dropping the backpack. "You little bitch!" he snapped, attempting to swing at her, but she dodged all too easily.
"Get outta my house!!" she shouted back. "Out, OUT!"
She didn't let him try attacking her again; she raised her leg and kicked him between the legs, making him fold over with a loud shout and clutch his crotch in pain. From the hallway, Dante winced at the sight of that. She kicked the bum�s head as he did so, knocking him down. A small bottle of whiskey tumbled out of his coat's pocket.
"Maniac!" Tess hissed, yanking the front door open and with another kick to his chest as he tried to get up, knocked him out the threshold. "Get lost! Or next time I'll get serious, asshole!" she added, tossing his backpack at him, hitting him in the face with it, then flung out the bottle too, slamming the door in the very end.
She panted angrily, blowing some hair off her face. "Fucking moron...ruined my day," she muttered, folding her arms and glaring at the door, as if she were expecting him to try come in again.
From behind her, Dante entered the lobby, clapping his hands and laughing. "Hahahaha! That was epic! I�m impressed, Twig!"
She looked over, a bit surprised. "Ugh, what, you saw all that? Mmmh, I didn't want you to. I look horrible when I get pissed off," she said with a small pout.
"You kiddin'? You whooped the guy's ass. Granted he was a little tipsy, but hey, not a lotta girls can beat the shit outta a guy twice their size. Loved seeing it go down," he chuckled.
She giggled awkwardly, pushing some hair behind her ear. "Ah well...I know my stuff. We get a lotta weirdoes like him around here, beside all the demons. Gotta keep myself safe when Roy�s not home."
He mused her with a grin. He knew she probably was not in the mood to continue their little shenanigan after the second consecutive interruption so he let her be, although he longed to kiss her again.
She smiled a bit and looked at him tiredly. "Its late...lets go to bed now. I'm shattered," she said then leaned in and whispered right in his ear. "But I promise I'll make up," slyly.
He grinned. "Fair enough, babe," he said slyly and then kissed her cheek. "I'm fairly sleepy myself so it ain't a bad call--" he said, trailing his words into a yawn and started going up the stairs.
Tess stayed behind to lock the windows and doors and turn off the lights downstairs, the headed up the stairs to her room too. She glanced at his closed door as she passed it, smirking a little. However, she dreaded the odious prospect of sleeping in a frozen room thanks to the lack of heating and the horrible weather.
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