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Devil May Hve Fun	By : arlene28 Category: +A through F > Devil May Cry Views: 5056 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Catch of the Day
It’s pouring with rain which is making my already bad mood worse. I just completely wasted my time going to hunt a demon. It was a damn stray cat! The stupid human woman who hired us must be blind or stupid! Maybe both. Then again maybe Dante is sending me on these types of jobs just to piss me off.
I walk into Devil May Cry and stop short when I see our ‘receptionist’ Rose on a huge ladder. She’s right up at the ceiling. Brushing it? I get a perfect view of her blue lace French knickers cupping her ass. I frown at her then walk over to the desk. I look through the list of jobs on the desk. Mine isn’t in there. So I was right! It wasn’t an actual job, its Dante trying to make a fool of me.
“You ok?” Rose asks from the top of the ladder.
“I wasted my time on a job that apparently didn’t exist!”
“He didn’t send you to the crazy cat lady did he?”
“He knew it was a cat?!”
“Um, yeah. She calls, like, 30 times a week.”
“I’ll kill him!”
“Fair enough. In future only take the jobs I send your way, okay?” She shrugs.
I just growl and throw my wet coat on the coat stand by the sofa and go back to the desk. I write a note to Dante that he has to pay me for my wasted time. As I turn to go and sit on the sofa, I hear a yelp from the ladder. I turn and reflexively catch the object falling towards me. I cradle her in my arms for a second before dumping her on her feet. I frown at her then look at the ladder.
“Thank you. I overbalanced.” She says, looking at her feet and blushing.
“Fool. What were you doing up there anyway?”
“Mould. On the ceiling. We can’t afford to get a professional to fix it.”
“So you thought it was a good idea to climb up there and do it yourself? And here was I thinking it was just your receptionist skills that are lacking.” I sneer.
“Hey! I’m an excellent receptionist! I answer the phones well. I assign the jobs fairly. I pay all the bills on time. I make sure Lady doesn’t take any money until the bills are paid. I cook, clean and run all the errands!”
She’s right of course, she’s completely invaluable around here. I’m not going to admit it though. There’s something I like about making her angry, not that I’m going to dwell on why.
“If you say so. Of course that doesn’t mean you have skills. It just means you like to be a house maid.” I smirk.
“You son of a…”
“Remember I can and will fire you! Unlike my brother I’m not going to keep you around in the hope of fucking you.”
She stands there, mouth gaping and skin going a lovely rose pink colour. Her green eyes flash in anger and she stomps over and grabs her coat.
“I’m going home! You or Dante can deal with the mould. There’s food in the oven. Your favourites. I’ll just grab a takeaway on the way home, I guess!”
I walk over to the door, after she walks out, to apologise. I honestly don’t know why I enjoy winding her up. As I open the door I see her talking to Dante. He smiles at her and she laughs. I feel my stomach knotting at their exchange. When they get into his car together and drive off I growl and my demon tries to surface.

An hour later, Dante strolls in smiling. I ignore him and carry on reading. He sits down next to me and knocks the book out of my hands.
“What was that for, idiot?”
“So, you’ll fire her, huh?”
“She was being disrespectful.” I scowl.
“Disrespectful, huh? It had nothing to do with you calling her a house maid?” He frowns at me.
“Well, she is.”
“Damn, bro, why don’t you just sleep with her so we can all stay happy?”
“I don’t find her attractive. At all.” I lie.
“Really?”
“Really.”
Dante looks at me disbelievingly then stands up and goes to the desk. He goes through the jobs.
“Hey, we’ve got no jobs tonight. How about we go to Love Planet for some drinks? Maybe you can find someone who does do it for you.” He grins.
I would normally say no but he’s right. Maybe if I screw some random human woman I won’t dream about a certain red haired, green eyed beauty.
“Okay. What time?” I say.
“Be there by 10pm. Sit at the front. Best view.” He grins again.

At 9.45pm I stroll through the door of the strip club. I get a small brunette come up to me.
“Hey Dante. The usual?”
“I’m not Dante, I’m Vergil, his brother.” I reply coldly.
“Oooo there’s two of you?” She smiles sexily and licks her lips.
All I can think is she’s not tall enough. Her hair is the wrong colour. Her eyes are the wrong colour. Her voice is grating. She’s. Not. Rose. I walk past her and find a table near the stage. Dante isn’t here yet. I order a neat whiskey and wait.
It’s 10pm and Dante still hasn’t turned up. I’m about to leave when I hear the DJ announce an act by the name Rose Red. I look at the stage and Rose sways out to the pole. She’s wearing a red latex mini skirt, a red leather bra, red leather eight inch heels, devil horns and a forked tail.
She walks to the stage edge then turns and grabs hold of the pole. She sticks her ass out and wiggles it round, giving the whole club a view of the red thong under the skirt. The man at the table next to me gives her a huge wolf whistle and I have to fight the urge to hit him. She slides herself up the pole, wrapping her legs around the pole and pulling with her arms. She slides back down the pole making it look like she is fucking it, making sexy moaning groans.
I feel myself get hard. She lands on the stage and lies on her back. She arches up, throwing her head over the edge of the stage, and undoes her bra. She holds it to her breasts, still covering them, and arches all the way back up to a sitting position. She runs a hand up the inside of her thigh, making it look like she is masturbating. At the point when she should be hitting her clit she throws her head back and rips the bra off.
Everyman is sitting forward on his seat, me included. She goes to her hands and knees and crawls around the edge of the stage, bra in her mouth until she gets to me. She grins and throws the bra at me. I catch it. She stands up to the stripper pole again and starts gyrating around it. She puts her ass against the pole and slides down. As she slides back up, she undoes the zip on her skirt. She grabs the pole and spins round it. When she stops she slowly slides the skirt down her legs, and steps out of it. She’s just wearing her heels, thong and horns as she sashays around the floor by the stage. Men are putting their grubby hands all over her as they put money into her thong. My demon is roaring in my head with jealousy. She comes up to me and straddles my lap.
“So? Did you enjoy the show?” She whispers into my ear.
“It was… adequate.” I say coldly, trying not to look at her breasts.
“Adequate?” She says, looking hurt.
I don’t answer. She looks upset as she gets up and goes unsteadily to the stage. The song finishes and she scoops up the money and goes backstage.
Dante sits next to me just as she vanishes.
“Enjoy the show, bro?” He smirks.
“That’s why you invited me.”
“Yep. You know, she’ll come out in a few minutes to offer private dances.”
I just blink at him. A private dance? Sounds interesting.
A few minutes later she comes back out, this time wearing white and dressed like an angel. She sashays up to us and leans over the table to have a sip of Dante’s drink.
“Want a dance?” She asks Dante.
“Why would I pay for something I can get for free?” He laughs, gesturing to the girl from the doorway.
“How much for a dance?” The man from the table next to us asks.
“£100.” She replies.
“I’ll pay 200.” I say.
“300.” The man says.
“It’s 100 for a dance, let’s go.” She says to the guy.
“What about me?” I ask.
“Why would you wanna pay for a dance that’s just ‘adequate’?” She asks sarcastically, leading the man away.
“Dude, you did not say that about her show did you?” Dante asks worriedly.
“Yes, so? I say that about her receptionist skills all the time.” I shrug.
“The difference is her reception job is just extra money. This, her dancing, is her passion.” He says pissed off.
“Wait for her and walk her home, okay? If it’s not too difficult for you!” He asks.
“Yeah, sure.” I say.

A couple of hours later and I’m still waiting for her. She hasn’t come back out. I stop one of the strippers and ask if she knows where Rose is. She tells me Rose left ten minutes ago. I get up and leave, figuring I can catch up to her. I get round the corner and see her talking to the guy from earlier. I edge closer, staying in the shadows.
“I’ve still got 200, that’s two dances.” The guy says.
“Sorry, I’m done for the night. Come back tomorrow and maybe I’ll give you a dance then.” She smiles at him.
“But I’ve got the money now!”
“I’m done for today. I don’t dance outside the club. I’ll get fired, sorry.”
She goes to walk off but he grabs her arm. My demon growls but I wait to see if she can handle it herself. She’s not the damsel in distress type.
“Listen, whore, I want more dances!”
“No! Get off me, now!”
He backhands her across the face, knocking her to the ground. Before I’m even aware I’m moving, I’m across the alley and have him against a wall by his throat. My demon is screaming at me to kill him and I don’t think he’s worth fighting the urge for. He’s turning blue as I squeeze even tighter.
“Vergil! Let him go! He’s not worth it!” Rose yells, putting her hand on my shoulder.
I just growl at her.
“Let him go, Vergil, please. He won’t be back, anyway. I’ll tell the manager, he’ll tell all the clubs and this moron will be banned from all of them.”
I still don’t let him go.
“Please, Vergil, let him go.”
I give in and let him go, closing my eyes and fighting back my demon. I hear him run away crying.
Once I’m back under control I turn and look at Rose. I almost lose it again and hunt down the guy when I see what he’s done to her. Her cheek is bruised and her lip is cut.
“Don’t you know how to defend yourself, stupid woman?”
“It’s never been an issue before.” She shrugs.
“Well you will begin training tomorrow.”
“Fine! I’ll get Dante to teach me.”
“No I’ll train you. I’m better than him anyway.”
“Didn’t he kick your ass more than once? Anyway, I’m not going to be doing anything that involves being hot and sweaty with you!” She glares, then turns to walk away.
Hot and sweaty with me? I have a flash of something I’d enjoy getting hot and sweaty with her for. Then I have a flash of her sparring with Dante, getting hot and sweaty. Looking sexy and flushed. What it might lead to. I growl as I grab her arm and swing her back round. I can’t resist anymore. I lean down and, wary of her cut lip, kiss her gently on the mouth. She resists at first but after the first few butterfly gentle kisses, she melts into me and opens her mouth.
I try to pull back so I don’t hurt her but she grabs my hair and pulls my head down to her harder. She swirls her tongue into my mouth and I moan. I turn her round and push her gently against the wall. She continues to plunder my mouth and I can’t fight my hunger for her anymore. I lift her up by her ass and she wraps her legs round my waist. I growl at the feel of her against me and run my hand up her top to her breast. She throws her head back and moans.
I realise where we are and put her down, stepping back.
“W… what’s wrong? Why did you stop?” She asks.
“I will not have sex with you in an alley. You deserve better than that.”
She just blinks at me. I pick her up and carry her the couple of streets to Devil May Cry. She wraps her arms around me and kisses along my neck and jaw as I walk. I carry her through the doorway and Dante looks at us. He raises an eyebrow and opens his mouth to say something. I growl at him and carry on up the stairs, smiling at Rose’s blushing cheeks. I hear Dante laughing downstairs and decide to beat him to death later.
I put her gently on my bed and crawl over her. I lay small, gentle kisses to her lips again. She moans and runs her hands over my chest, undoing my buttons as she does. I stand up and start taking off my clothes. Whilst I’m undressing she leans up on her elbows and watches me hungrily. It gives me a rush to see that look on her face. When I’m naked in front of her I pump my hand down my cock and she moans. I go to crawl back on the bed but she stops me, standing up and pushing me down on to the bed.
“I owe you a dance.” She smiles.
I just raise an eyebrow. She smiles again and starts swaying her hips from side to side. She starts to slowly take her top off but I can’t take it. I’ve wanted her for too long. I grab her waist and pull her down onto the bed.
“I’ll take the dance some other time, Little Devil, right now I just want you.”
“Then stop treating me like a china doll and fuck me like the devil you are.” She whispers into my ear.
I growl and go into demon form. She gasps with apprehension but then with pleasure as I use my claws to shred her clothes. I accidentally scratch her stomach, drawing blood. I change back, about to apologise, when I realise she’s turned on by the pain. I lean down and lick the blood off and she arches and moans. I crawl between her legs but she forces me over onto my back. She straddles me and pushes herself down onto my dick.
I grab her waist and help her down. Damn, she can take me all the way! Normally I’m too big. I growl at the feel of her hot wet pussy. She arches back and begins to ride me. I grab her breasts and squeeze them roughly, making her cry out my name. I growl at the sound of my name from her throat. I graze my nails down her stomach making her moan. I rub her clit as she rides me faster. She arches back further making me wrap my arms round her to stop her falling, as she cums screaming my name.
When she flops down onto my chest I hold her closely. She begins to move her hips again and I realise she still has the energy to carry on. I roll over and put her on her hands and knees. I push her head down to the mattress by her hair. I ram my cock into her pussy, making her arch and cry out. I fuck her hard and fast, pounding into her over and over again. I hold on until she cums again then explode inside her, roaring with triumph.
We collapse in a hot and sweaty pile. I lay on my back and she gasps when she sees I’m still hard. She slides down the bed and between my legs. She licks her lips at the sight of our combined cum on my dick. She slowly licks my cock clean then nips the tip with her teeth.
I can’t stand it anymore. I lose control and go into demon form again. She doesn’t even hesitate, just carries on licking my now giant dick. I growl and grab the sheets to stop from grabbing her. She raises her head and gasps when she hears the mattress rip under my claws. She smiles at me and licks her lips. I growl again. She pushes her mouth as far down my cock as she could, over half way. Damn, that means she could swallow me entirely in human form.
I lift her and put her on her back. I kneel over her and scrape my claws down her body, just enough to leave white marks. She writhes and moans under me. I push just the tip of my cock into her pussy and I’m rewarded by her screaming my name. I fuck her slowly and gently not trying to put too much of myself into her. I push a little more of my dick in on every forward thrust until she tells me to stop. Goddamn she can take over half!
She cums as I rub her clit, careful not to scratch her. The sensation of her pussy tightening is too much. I change back to human form, thrust into her entirely and roar her name as I fill her with my seed.
I collapse on the bed next to her.
“I’m glad you caught me when I fell earlier.” She says, tiredly.
“You’re the catch of the day. Everyday.” I laugh, wrapping my arms round her as we fall asleep.
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