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DMC: Devil May Cry The Fever	By : darkseraphim410 Category: +A through F > Devil May Cry Views: 5855 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-DMC: Devil May Cry The Fever
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DMC: Devil May Cry
Dark Seraphim
The Fever

“I don’t know who I am anymore?”
“You’re Dante. Nothing more, nothing less…”
Dante turns away from Kat and breaths in the heavy air. As his mind’s wheels spin out of control, the only thing brings back to the reality of the scene is the heat of Kat’s hand. Her heat, he realizes, is rising and rising higher. He turns back to her and finds her forehead covered in sweat. She is breathless and her body weakens. His Nephilim arms rush to catch her small body before it reaches the ground. Blood on her back catches his eyes and his heart freezes. He is careful to pick her up and have her face him. She’s still breathing but her eyelids are too heavy to keep open. Her lips tremble and he brings his arm under her knees to lift her. He brings his chin to her forehead to feel her temperature. She is feverish; Mundus’ torment is not done.
“Kat, you have a fever. I think you have an infection. We need to get you help!”
“No, I’ll be fine… No help… No doctors,” Kat weakly let’s out as she fights the urge to sleep in his safe arms. Dante knows she is right but feels that she has gone through enough suffering for him and Vergil. His mind races through thoughts for a safe place stay and remember an old haunt of his. He looks around to see if anyone or demon spotted them. He sees nothing but the revealed Limbo and the damage of the city.
“Hold on, Kat. I may have a place where we can lay low for a while. I just need you to fight. I need to hold strong for me a little while long. Please Kat.”
His voice cracks with the weight of the memory of her beating but it reminds him of how strong Kat is. He holds her close to him and begins to run. Compare to humans, his steps leap over distance. He would go through the flames of hell if it meant she would be okay. Broken buildings and burning streets burr in the Nephilim vision as he makes his way through the torn city. He comes to a train station and walks down the stairs. He slowly turns the corner and sees a witch along with some lesser demons. He grunts his teeth and looks down to Kat.
“Kat, I’m going to put you down and deal with these assholes. I’ll be right back.”
He is gentle with her but still a whimper escapes her lips and the demons take notice. They begin to move to him as Rebellion appears on his back. He begins to slash against the smaller demons but the witch begins her play and shields one of them. Dante takes out Aquila and begins to throw them to the witch. As the angelic weapon attack the witch, Dante finishes off the demons. He takes Rebellion and stabs clear through the witch. Her scream pierces the air as death comes over. Dante looks around and doesn’t see anything. He walks to Kat and picks her up. As he does, she lets out a cry. He feels the fever intensifying.
“Kat, be strong. You can get through this. You’ve gone through worse.”
Dante walks to the tracks and walks for a few minutes north. Keeping his ear to the wind, he makes sure that no trains are passing but it is doubtful that anything would be coming with everyone dealing with Limbo on the loose. He stops as he spots what he is looking for. It is a faded graffiti of his back tattoo on the wall. He sets Kat on the ground and makes a fist. He slams it against the wall and a hole big enough for he and Kat to walk through appear. He picks her and walks inside. It is dark but he knows where everything is. He walks for a bit and his knees hit what he is looking for – a bed. He lays Kat down and she cries out. She opens her eyes but meets darkness. She reaches but finds nothing.
“Dante?”
“I’m here. Hold on. I’ll find the light,” he grabs her hand and holds it gently. She nods to him as her eyes adjust to the darkness. Dante lets go of her and walks pass the bed to a small table. He finds a switch to a lamp and it turns on.
“Well, at least the power still works. That’s good. Yeah, it’s not that dirty in here.”
Dante takes a chair from beneath the table and drags it to the side of the bed. She turns her head to him and she shivers on the sheets. He brings his hands to her shoulders and gently lifts her from the bed to see the wound. It has stopped - the blood is dried on her sweater. However, her body is still heating up against him. He holds the back of her neck he brings her back down to the bed.
“Stay…”
“I’m not going anywhere, Kat.”
“Get away… No more mediation… I’m scare. Dante, don’t kill him…”
Dante realizes that she’s not speaking to him any longer. Something catches his eye and Rebellion appears on his back. He turns and sees her ghostly grey figure trying to phase into Limbo but with the Hell Gate closed, there is nowhere to go. He knows she must face the nightmares head on and there’s nothing he can do to help her, again.
“I’m sorry, Kat. You keep suffering because of me… because of us…”
Dante breathes in deep but it doesn’t help with the boiling over anger.
“Fuck! Fuck,” his voice rings out into the room. She moans as the sound hits her ears.
“Shit, sorry,” Dante sits down onto the chair and grabs her hand. His eyes lay on her and don’t move from her. His large hand holds hers and she begins to settle down onto the bed. Still, as the day passes into night and there’s a half moon in the sky as Kat screams, shouts and yells for the violence in her mind to stop. She jumps up and puts her hands up to block an invisible force. She falls back down to the bed and she cradles herself tight. She whispers rejection but she throws her head as if being hit. She now keeps quiet but tears come down.
“Kat, please don’t…”
It is just turning twilight as Dante can’t bring himself to finish the thought. His sentence dies into empty air as he brings his hand to her sweaty forehead. She’s hotter than the beginning of the day. He hasn’t feel this helpless since witnessing his mother’s death to Mundus. That demon has caused sorrow and pain to all and now it is the waiting of what is to come next. Vergil is still out there but Dante is unsure if his brother is a lost cause.
“Vergil, I believed in your cause. Why did you betray us?”
A groan rises from Kat’s throat and she turns facing Dante. She opens her eyes and looks to him.
“Dante… you were there. Somehow, I felt you there. You were holding my hand. You’re here now. I need your help…”
“Anything… What is it?”
Kat turns to her side to face him fully and she rubs his forearm before she speaks.
“Is there a tub here?”
“Yea, there’s a full bathroom right over there.”
“I need a cold bath to lower my temperature.”
“But that would…”
“Hurt like all hell. I know that but my fever is very high. I don’t think it will break on its own. There’s nothing else I can think of. We can’t trust any medication.”
“Alright but it doesn’t need to be too cold. I’ll draw it for you.”
“Thank you,” she starts pulling down on her hoodie’s zipper.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m not going to take a bath in my clothes. I don’t have anything else.”
Kat slowly sitting up and starts trying to take off her hoodie when she stops as it pulls over her gunshot wound. Dante helps by pulling the hoodie past the wound as gradually as possible but she still grunts her teeth from the pain. He drops the article of clothing down on the bedding and then sees that she is pulling her shirt. He turns away from her and his breathing becomes fast and deep. He realizes he is sweating.
“I’m going to start the bath,” he gets up and walks a few feet.
“I can’t get the shirt off.”
“I,” for once, Dante is at a loss of words.
“What’s wrong? You’re not afraid to see my naked, are you? You weren’t so shy when we first met,” Kat tries to laugh but she begins to cough. He helps her with the shirt but tries not to see over her shoulder to her breasts. He tries…
“Well, I hope you liked what you saw because I… I should start that bath,” Dante walks fast to the bathroom. He realizes he is walking funny and hopes she doesn’t see. He blocks the drain and runs the water. He feels for the right temperature and finds it. He signs heavy as he realizes what is happening. He walks back to Kat and realizes her top is off. She sits facing him and her breasts are perky, her nipples are hard. He stops in his tracks as Kat’s head rises and her heavy lid eyes meet his but still he looks to her chest. His mouth drops and his breathing deep. She smiles weakly at him as she covers herself due to a chill.
“Like what you see, Dante?”
The innocent sounding voice comes to his ears and it snaps him out of the bosom spell.
“Yea,” his devilish smile plays on his face and then he realizes why she is nude.
“Sorry,” he walks to her as she tries to hold herself up. She lays down on the bed as he comes up to her. He looks down at her and holds himself where he stands. He knows he shouldn’t come closer to her. He sees her cheeks become pink which isn’t helping him in any way. She covers herself with her tattoo hands and he shakes his head to chase away his dirty thoughts. He turns his head away from her as she tries to undo her shorts. She groans as she realizes that the wound is again causing her discomfort.
“Shit…”
“What?”
“I’m trying to take off my shorts but…”
Before she can finish her sentence, Dante reaches her. He keeps his eyes on hers as he reaches down to her shorts. She has already opened them and now he pulls them down painfully slow. He sees her closing her eyes as the fabric passes her knees and fears that she is falling back into unconsciousness. When he sees her lips quivering, he knows that she is as moved as he is. He kisses her knee as her short rest around her ankles. Still, he knows that he needs to help her with her fever. And then maybe, help her with her fever. He smiles at the thought as he takes off her boots and socks. She sees his smile as she brings herself to sit up. She hears the water still running as he stands in front of her. He brings an arm under her knees and takes her to his chest. She is breathless as he carries her to the bathroom. Her nails drag into his back as she sees the tub filled with water. He can’t hold back his moan.
“Are you sure about this?”
“Yes,” she answers quickly. She doesn’t want to any more weakness. He lowers her slowly and her feet hit cold water. She lets out a cry and Dante stops.
“What?”
“The water is a little cold.”
“I’m sorry.”
He lays her down in the water. Her fists slam against the rim of the tub as the pain comes over her body. He whispers again as he adjust the running water to a warmer temperature. He brings his hand to hers and holds it. He gets on his knees next to the tub as she lets the lukewarm water take her. Her muscles start to relax and in turn, she is begins to relax. She tilts her head to the side and looks to Dante’s hand holding hers. She smiles and interlaces her fingers with his. His eyes meet hers as he feels her temperature going down.
“How are you feeling?”
“I’m feeling fine now.”
“Good.”
With the sounds of their breathing taking the room, Kat feels her body calming and the fever subsiding. Dante finds a wash cloth and drips it in the water. He dabs it on her forehead and neck to cool her down. She moans and rests her head on his hand when he comes to her cheek. He moves closer to her and she welcomes his lips onto hers. She reaches for him and caresses his cheeks as the kiss is tender and slow. He pulls away from her and looks into her eyes. His Nephilim blue eyes call her for another kiss, a touch – anything from her. Her eyes answer but her body is still weak. She gives him a kiss but this one reveals her sickness. He caresses her cheek as if answering her in silence. The night continues on as Dante helps her out of the tub. He helps her dry with a towel as his hands pat her skin and she moans once his fingers passes by her nipples. She grips his arm and looks up to him.
“Sorry,” he still smiles at her. Her cheeks turn a high chromo red as he takes her hand to help her walk to the bed. She walks and he takes a peak at her backside. He tries to hide his devilish ways but she knows and her cheeks remain a bright red. She lies down on the bed as he brings her a blanket. He hesitates as he looks over her body. He sighs as he covers her up with the blanket.
“You are so bad,” she lets out tiredly.
“I know… I can’t help it. You’re so goddamn beautiful. But I’ll stop now. You need the rest.”
“Thank you. I’m feeling all right now.”
“You’re not out of the woods yet. Try to rest.”
Dante sees her looking around and then to the entrance.
“It’s okay. No one knows about this place.”
“Where are we exactly?”
“This used to be a fallout shelter for some rich family. When the city started building the new train lines a few years back, one of the workers found this place. We were in an asylum together. He showed me this place when we escaped.”
“What happened to him?”
“He got drunk one night at a bar and died in a fight outside of the bar.”
“Sorry.”
“It happens. Like I said, no one knows about this place. Sleep… I’ll be here when you wake up,” Kat’s eyelids fall close before he finished the sentence. He watches out while she sleeps and is surprise how peace she lays. He sits on the chair and holds her hand. The night moves on and Dante stays awake as long as possible but he falls asleep with his head next to her hand.
As the moon falls to a rising sun, Dante does his best to take care of her. As the day continues, she wakes to eat, drink and bathe. He wipes her forehead down a cold cloth to help with the fever. They repeat this until one morning, Dante finds himself waking on his knees with his hand on the bed. He thinks that he is still holding Kat’s hand and then realizes that his hand is empty. He jumps and doesn’t find her on the bed. Rebellion appears on his back as he gets on his feet. Then he hears soft footsteps behind from the bathroom. He turns to find Kat standing there with a towel wrapped around her.
“You scared me… I didn’t find you here. I thought…”
“I’m sorry, Dante. I thought I let you sleep since I felt fine enough to take a bath on my own. I drew you a bath. It’s the least I can do after everything you have done for me for the last few days.”
“No, Kat. Taking care of you was the least I can do for you for everything you’ve done. Thank you,” Rebellion disappears as he touches her cheek. She rest her head against his hand and she smiles, feeling safe in the real world for once in a long while. He smiles back and gives a quick kiss on her cheek before moving for the bathroom. Steam-filled air hits him and breathes a sigh of relief by the fact that Kat is able to walk on her own again. He takes off his clothes and lets them off to the floor not really caring where they land. He slowly lowers himself into the water and begins to realize how much weight is on his body from the days passed.
The hot water hits every part of his body and he tilts his head back over the edge of the tub. He looks to the open door and doesn’t want to take long. He takes a bar of soap in his hands and begins to rub it over him. He washes away the dirt, away with the torment of memories of a dead mother, betraying brother and a wounded woman. Kat, his mind calls for her. Well, he believes he thought her name. He finishes his bath and stands up. He finds her at the doorway, still holding the towel around her. He stands there, similar to when they first met but now something is different. He looks to her with his hungry Nephilim eyes.
“I heard you call my name.”
“Sorry… I was thinking about you,” he steps out of the tub. Kat looks on as he walks to her – just like a Greek god, every muscle defined and his cock becoming hard and it points to her. She brings her fingers to her mouth and covers the fact that her lips are fully parted. He brings a large hand to her and tugs at the towel with his index and thumb.
“You have the only towel,” it falls to the floor, exposing her to him.
“But something tells me that I’m not going to need it,” he brings his index finger to her chin and she lets her head follow him upward. His lips grazed hers so soft that it makes her quiver in his arms. She welcomes his tongue into her and wraps her arms around his neck to draw him closer to her. Her breasts press against his wet chest and his fingertips traces her back until he reaches her bottom. She moans fully into his mouth as he grabs her ass. He isn’t rough with his grab but he is strong. The kiss leaving them breathless, he pulls away from her and rest his forehead against her. She is shaking against him.
“Are you okay? You’re shaking. Am I hurting you?”
“No, Dante, you’re not hurting me. I…uh… Never done this before.”
Dante is taken by surprise and pulls away from her slightly.
“You’re a virgin?”
“Yea…”
“But you and Vergil…”
“It was more of a friendship of what I thought was trust and understanding of what the other one was coming from. Now I know he was looking down on me as weak, lower than him. I never felt like this around him. I never felt this wanting,” she kisses his lips.
“This yielding,” her hands touches his chest.
“This need,” one of her hand cups his cock.
“I never saw this need in his eyes like I do in yours right now. It’s more than sex. It’s something more,” she stops short in telling him all. But they know what is in their hearts. Dante’s hand shivers with her as he brings it to rub the back of her neck.
“Kat, we don’t have to…”
“I want to,” her eyes rise to meet his eyes. He brings his lips to hers and pulls her to him. She moans as he becomes to be strong with his kiss, more passionate. She opens up to him and their tongues dance together in a beautiful waltz. Their hands find hair to get their fingers tangle in as the sounds of lips parting and tongues pressing together fill the room. He moves her against the wall behind them but protects her head and ass from hitting the surface. Dante pulls away from her lips and goes for her neck. He first licks her sweet sweaty skin before beginning to suck on her. She moans as her head moves for him. He hears her suck in a breath and lets it go with a groan.
“Dante…”
He pulls away from her neck and sees a light bruise on her skin. He smiles and sees her blushing. He rushes his lips to her harden nipple and his long tongue runs against her in a long slow lick. Her breathing becomes uneven and heavy. Then Dante brings the play to a new level and surprises her with his fingers find her small clit. He rubs against her clit so slowly and Kat realizes Dante is torturing her so tenderly. Her mind is in torrent of thoughts of what is her first time with a man… a Nephilim. Then a finger slips inside her.
“Fuck,” her scream fills Dante’s ear and her legs open for him. Another finger joins and Kat realizes that Dante’s breathing is echoing from his Nephilim power. He enjoys her wetness running down his knuckles and brings his thumb to rub her clit. Now the pleasure of his pumping fingers makes her weak in the knee. It is a weakness she is enjoying fully as she starts to slide down the wall. Dante notices as he pulls away from her and a moan of protest escapes from her lips. He brings her into his arms and lifts her. Their eyes meet and he kisses her with a fury. With their lips locked, he walks her to the bed. They lay down and he continues with what he started earlier. He pulls from her lips and travels down to her neck as his hands go for her breasts. They massage the tender skin gently and then begin be a little strong. He cups his fingers and drags his fingertips them against her. His lips join the fun and begin to suck on her nipple. He pulls with his teeth and she yelps. She jumps into him.
“Do that again,” she begs. Kat feels Dante smile against her. He moves to the right nipple and licks her like ice cream on a summer day. With her nipple pointy hard, his teeth pull on her and this time it is a little harder. Her hands rush to his hair and her fingers hold him to her breasts. He continues to lick, suck and pull. She jumps, moans and groans with every action. Her forehead is covered in sweat and her legs are wide open to him. She feels his rock hard cock against her belly but she knows that he taking his time with her. He pulls away from her and looks to her.
“God, you sound so beautiful. I love hearing you moan.”
“I love how you’re making me moan,” she is out of breath.
“Are you comfortable?”
“Yea, I’m very comfortable.”
“Good. You just let me know if you want to stop at any time.”
“Keep going, Dante,” she pulls him in for another kiss. He laughs lightly as his two fingers enter her. She moans into his mouth as a wave of wetness coats his fingers. Her body moves against his fingers and a rhyme starts. He fucks her with just his fingers and she thinks that she is near the edge. Dante feels her pussy tightening around her fingers and wants to have a little fun. He pulls his fingers out and she looks at him with protest and longing in her eyes. He brings his head between her legs and with just the lick of his tongue against her clit a new feeling of ecstasy comes over her.
He takes short flicks and she moans with much approval. He works at her with every pass and she is gripping anything that her hands can grab – his hair, the sheets and the pillow. As ecstasy starts to build, he begins to slow his licks to long drags and his hands rub against her inner thighs. A finger makes its way into her and pumps as his tongue takes in her juices. Just a taste of her juices drives him over the edge and he pulls out his finger. He opens his mouth and licks her from her opening to her clit to take in as much as he can.
“Fuck! Dante,” her hands keep him there as he uses his hands to make her bottom higher to him. He sucks on her clit and then his tongue is at a point. He enters her so slightly and he flickers his tongue for her juices. All the while, his hands find her breasts and massage them. Her moans fill his ears and he doesn’t want them to stop. She screams his name, calls out to God and just moans uncontrollably. Knowing she is close, he begins to kiss her clit. As he pulls away from her, he rolls his tongue over her and then the scream he has been waiting for. Her toes curl and her fingertips drag into his scrap. He loves the fact he made her scream in such a heavenly note. Dante licks her gently to drink her in as she rides the torrent of pleasure. Her body is bright red and every joint shakes from the pure rush of it all.
“Shit, Dante. I can’t believe you made me cum without fucking me,” Kat manages to let out. Dante lays next to her but a hand still plays with her clit lightly. She smells herself on Dante’s face and she is surprised how wild it is driving her. She rushes to his lips and licks off the juices. Dante moans as she gently pushes him onto his back. She smiles at him and then kisses his neck. She runs her hands down his well-cut chest. Her nails drag against his flesh as she knows it will make him moan and it does. Kat kisses her way down to his cock and takes it in her small hand.
“I don’t think I’ll be as good as you but I always wanted to try this,” Kat’s tongue traces his skin from base to tip. She licks again but this time with a little more strength. She comes to his tip and wraps her lips around it. He moans as he watches her take him in. She sucks and her head travels down his hard shaft. She moans against his cock as she enjoys the taste of his skin. She picks up speed and she eases into the action of fellatio. Dante tries to keep his eyes open to watch her going down on him. She looks up to him and her cheeks turn red. The color sends his mind into a spin and his head tilts back.
“Kat,” he brings a hand on her head. She smiles at him and likes she is making him moan. She pushes her down his cock, fitting as much as she can. She pulls away and licks his tip. She makes a seal with her lips and travels down further. Her nose touches his base and she tries to keep herself there. She pulls quickly and coughs. He looks down to her.
“Are you okay?”
“Yea, I thought I was ready for that.”
“Don’t push...”
Before Dante can finish his sentence, Kat’s lips are on him once again. She feels him lay back on the bed as she moves her head up and down his cock. She brings her tongue into play by letting it drag against him with each pass. She quickens her passes and takes him in deep each time. One hand is holding his sack and the other is working on his shaft with her mouth. She is gentle with her fingers as they follow the movement of her lips. She hears him moans and calling her name. His legs begin to thrust against her mouth and she moves back a bit but doesn’t stop.
“Kat, I’m cumming,” with that, Kat pulls away and Dante erupts. His hot stream falls onto her hands and breasts. She is still holding on to him and realizes he is still hard. He looks down to her and sees her covered in his seed.
“O God, Kat. I’m sorry,” Dante rushes to find something to wipe her down. He grabs the washcloth that is on the side of the bed and begins wiping off his cum. She looks into his eyes and smiles.
“You don’t have to apologize. That was fun.”
“I should have given you more of a warning.”
“It was plenty of warning. I wasn’t ready to swallow.”
“And I wouldn’t want to do anything you’re not ready for,” he tosses the cloth on the floor.
“By the way, seeing you go down on me was the hottest thing I’ve seen,” he pulls her into a kiss and her arms wrap around his neck. Their scent on each other skin just pushes the kiss into a fizzle of licks and pulls of hair. He falls back to the bed and takes her with him. She lands on top of him and she laughs. He holds her close to him and she rest her forehead on his.
“Dante, I’m ready,” she whispers as she looks into his eyes.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes,” she caresses his cheek. His smile is big and wide. He turns her onto her back. She lays comfortable on the bed sheets and opens her legs to him. He moves between them and holds his cock towards her opening.
“If it gets too much, tell me and I’ll stop.”
“What if I don’t want it to stop? I think I can take it, Dante.”
“I know how strong you are. But still, if it does and you don’t want to stop, then cause me some pain. It’s only fair.”
“Something tells me you would like me doing that to you even if I wasn’t in pain.”
Dante laughs and brings his lips to hers for a kiss. He holds himself as he slowly makes his way into her. Her head shoots back as the pain he warned her of comes over her. His cock is thick and her pussy is giving way for him with every inch of him. First her nails drag into his back and he slows his movement until she is full of him. He stays there and looks at her for a sign. She nods for him to continue and he takes his first full thrust. She yelps as her body adjusts to him. Another thrust and there is still a little pain. He takes his hand to the back of her neck and cradles her head.
His thrusts continue as the pain becomes less and leads into pleasure. Her legs wrap around his waist and he deepens himself in her. He sucks on her left nipple as they get into a rhyme with each other. She swings her bottom with each one of his rushes and she moans. With every thrust she moans. Sometimes she moans his name, other times she just moans and it lets him know that she can handle him. He goes a little faster and a bit deeper. Their eyes connect and there is nothing to stop them. She brings her arms around his neck and draws him closer. She nibbles on his shoulder, his neck and finally lands on his lips. She welcomes his tongue as he slows his thrust. He pushes in long and deep.
“God, Dante. Harder,” she runs her fingers in his hair. He didn’t even ask if she is sure, he follows her command. He thrust hard and Kat grips his arms in satisfaction. The bed shakes underneath them and Kat’s mouth is fully open. Her pussy is tightening around his cock and he knows she is close.
“God, Kat. Cum for me! I wanna feel you cum on my cock,” he moves to her ear. He starts sucks on her earlobe and her lips quiver. Then he bites her and that makes her eyes roll back. Her voice erupts and she is sent over the edge. Her body jolts all around but still he pumps into her at a slow pace. His movement makes her orgasm more fulfilling.
“Keep going, Dante,” she manages to let out.
“I can do this all day. God, you’re so fucking hot!”
“I wanna try something,” she pushes him off of her.
“Get on your back,” she mentions for him.
“Yes madam,” he smiles as he does what he is told. Kat climbs on top of Dante and she lowers herself fast on his cock. Dante grabs her ass and she moans at his rush action.
“Slow, Kat. I want to see my cock go in you slowly.”
“God, I love how you’re talking to me,” she slows down on his dick and he watches every inch of him enters her. Her head shoots up as his cock stretches her and her nails are dragging against his chest. His grip on her ass loosens as she begins to move on his cock. She moans with every bounce and Dante watches her breasts follow her actions. He brings his hands onto her breasts and cups them. He rubs his thumbs against her nipples and it makes her moans. He looks into her eyes as she becomes quicker in her moves.
Dante moans as she uses his arms to balance herself. His left hand leaves her breast and finds its way to her clit. He rubs lightly as Kat continues moves on him. She learns what she likes and knows that he enjoying himself. She starts to move even faster and digs her nails into his arms. She finds her sweet spot and makes sure that she hits it with every pass. Her pussy tightening around his dick making Dante moan but he holds out as she screams. She sits on him and enjoys another wave of pure bliss over her body. She collapses on his chest and out of breathe, she looks at Dante.
“I’m just taking a little break.”
“That’s fine, Kat. You don’t have to explain.”
Kat kisses his lips and asks, “What’s next?”
“I want to take you from behind.”
Kat moans and pulls away from his cock. She crawls on the bed and her bottom is in the air. She hears Dante cuss and she laughs as she turns her head to him.
“What? You have showed me more passion than I can ever imagine. I want more,” her voice comes out husky.
Dante moves himself just behind her and guide himself into her tightened pussy. He cusses again and is in awe of how tight and wet she is now. He hears a sharp moan roll of her lips. He holds himself there for a moment and she adjusts to how deep he is. He takes out slow and breathes as he is close to a full on eruption. He bents over and his hand finds her sensitive clit. He rubs it with his index and middle fingers. She moans and starts to move in rhyme with him. Then he brings his lips to her ear and he sucks. With him fucking her pussy, rubbing her clit and sucking on her ear, Kat is moaning uncontrollable. As before, he bits her ear and the little pain is enough to send her over. She screams one last time as her siren sound takes Dante in and her pussy milks him. He fills her up and he joins her in screaming. Their voice ring out and he rests on her back.
The night falls and Dante lies on his side and pulls her close to him. Kat’s head is spinning from the pure pleasure between her legs. Her body has never been in this tired and stretch but her skin glows. She lies on his forearm as she feels her muscles becoming sore. Dante feels his supernatural power healing him but is surprised how fulfilled he feels lying next to her. He takes her lips onto his and kisses her as if making sure that this is his reality. He pulls away and sees her smiling.
“I think we’re going to need a bath,” she giggles.
“Yea, I know. I wasn’t too hard on you?”
“No. Why do you keep asking questions like that?”
Dante stays quiet and he looks away from her. She turns to his head with her index finger and thumb for an answer. He looks in the eyes and caresses her cheek.
“Cuz, I don’t want to hurt you. I mean, you went through enough for me. I don’t believe I should bring you more pain unless of it helps to scream like that again,” Dante laughs softly but the laughter shows his nervousness. She caresses his cheek as he falls into silence and his eyes are darkened with a mix of worry and desire.
“All the pain was worth it because I am with you right now,” she draws him in with a kiss and he brings his hand to the back of her neck to deepen the kiss.
“Come on, let’s take that bath,” Dante smiles at her. He gets off the bed.
“I don’t think I can walk.”
“Don’t worry about that,” he takes her in his arms and lifts off the bed. He walks to the bathroom as she giggles.

The End
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