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Vergil remembers
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Category:
+A through F › Devil May Cry
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
8,436
Reviews:
80
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own the Devil May Cry game series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Lady gets it on all fours! Bad girl.
DISCLAIMER: DEVIL MAY CRY IS OWNED BY CAPCOM
Pairing: Vergil/Lady. M/F
Category: Devil May Cry
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Just sex all around. General sexual positions
SPOILERS AROUND MISSION 9
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She was getting tired of wearing the same shit every day, bathing in the pool of crystal waterfalls that covered the entrance to the cave that led to that bitch-whore Nevan. Her white shirt clung to her breasts from the exertion of sweat, making even the stupid vanguards drool at her before they tried to hack and slash. They were so incredibly dumb. No wonder they were spewed out like factory made candy, just there for fodder.
Today she’d try and find a place to rest. Perhaps over at that mission five area. Lady had to back track her way to that bar, she had heard that it gives you some stupid red orbs that only those demon twin brothers needed more of. Heaving her Kalina Ann over her back, her pistol in one hand, she started to cross the bridge and cleanse her filthy, sweaty self underneath the water.
Blood Goyles met her before she could utter an eyelash and took aim; Bang Bang! She knew by experience that these suckers would turn to stone. Just enough for her to hack and slash it with the tip of her Kalina Ann. The silver hue of the entrance gave way to her direction; the bar would be on the right hand side, just over the topmost section. A glimmering purple light appeared and she stood in front of it. Licking her lips, she took a step forward. The entrance shimmied and Lady was sent into the next room.
Walking across the room, she noted the broken pieces of wood, shattered glass and the sound of the waning Devil May Cry music that blasted out of the half standing juke box. She knew one of those demons were here. Not the ones that look like they’re from the lower depths of hell spawns, but the Sparda boys; the higher demonic beings that look like human men. Well, she snorted, not exactly like human boys she’s ever come across.
It looked like she’d be alone as her eyes scanned the perimeter. Maybe she’d get out of her wet clothes and hide out here before anyone comes in. Her thoughts grimaced over the days events and then back to the twins: Those over bearing egotistic Sparda boys are probably fighting again, or preparing for some blood ritual. She had seen them fight during mission seven and couldn’t contain herself from breathing hard at the sight. It almost turned her on!
She wanted to slap herself for that, concentrating her efforts on killing demons and finding her no-good father. But just in case any stray demons come walking in, she’d make sure she was behind the bar while she discarded her clothes. Her fingers started at the top buttons and when she had placed the wet white shirt over the counter, her boots came off next. Ahhhh, that felt good. Now if she had a drink. That would really hit the spot. Turning over to the broken glasses, Lady was ecstatic to see that there was one bottle still unscathed. Dumb asses, she thought. Probably that twin with the loud mouth who missed that last bottle.
After taking a long drink, she smacked her lips together and closed her eyes. Lady placed the cold bottle against her chest and across her neck, her head tipped back. It was nice to be alone for a bit and then she pulled her shorts down; shimmying their elasticity away from her skin. When she was completely naked now and felt good. Her eyes closed for a moment, then she heard a noise, of glass breaking and immediately her hands covered herself. Shit! I thought no one was here!
Before she could reach her guns, a sword flew at her and tore her pistols away. They crashed against the wall. Lady’s eyes looked at the offending intruder and saw it was the blue-clad devil, the one that hung around her power hungry father. Damn his fucking hide! She’d get him even if it’s the last thing she’d do!
Vergil came towards her, the intensity of his steel blue eyes drinking in the sight of her nakedness. After seeing hordes and hordes of ugly demons and creatures like her father, he was strongly pleased to see this human girl decked out with only her birthday suit.
As he reached for her, she was all claws and teeth, her spirit shown in the wild blue-violet eyes. Sure, she spat on him, tried to shoot him and even worse, tried to cut him with a broken piece of glass. Good thing his wounds heal so easily. Her on the other hand, he had to be careful of her pretty skin. She was scarred in places where her skin was exposed, but it didn’t deter the beauty of her shape and the rest of her fairness.
He’d allow her to struggle in vain of course, but didn’t realize that she had a couple things up her sleeve and the girl wasn’t even wearing a damn thing. The desire in him was so intense that he was sure she could feel it knifing through her.
“You bastard!” she cried out before he pulled her close to his chest, he was breathing as hard as she was, but not out of exertion, more out of want and need.
“I’ll let you go if you can guess what I want.” So he’d allow himself a few moments of pleasure. What the hell. It was his turn to get some action around here.
“What? You want me to suck your cock, you sick son of a bitch?” she boldly stated. Her eyes challenged him with her own fire.
That really took him by surprise. Vergil sneered at her,
“As a matter of fact, I’d love that.”
“Forget it!” then slapped him. That gave her an opening to turn away from him but at the same time he grabbed her waist and pulled her up against his chest, her hair pulled back over his shoulder. His lips just slightly grazing against her neck and cheek,
“Since you’re already naked, why don’t I join you?”
“You wouldn’t rape me, now would you?!” she started to panic. Her chest heaved as his hands began to massage their fullness, squeezing and fondling her pink nipples to hardened points.
“I don’t have to.” He reached down to her hairless pussy, finding her wet as he inserted a finger inside. She groaned and struggled again from his hold, but it was useless. Despite imprisoning her, Lady began to fight against her own feminine urges. She had to close her eyes a few times to concentrate on ugly demons and her goal to kill her father. Most human girls would think of shopping during sex, so she heard from her few girl friends. Her—she was a virgin still and it did her no good to feel as if she was no better than the bitch-whore Nevan just down the other end.
Lady realized she was outnumbered in so many ways, outdone and outstripped! It was her own fault really. Why did she fucking think that she’d be safe here? Who’d have thought one of these devils would come traipsing in here while she was buck naked and unarmed!
“Relax, just let me show you that I can make you feel good.” He coaxed her with a soft caress by her ear, his devils voice, silvery and masculine.
She’d allow him to do what he wanted with her, only to find an opening and scratch his eyes out, perhaps knee him in the gut or worse. He turned her around, his strong hands on the sides of her face and before she could mumble a coherent word, their mouths met. Vergils tongue invaded her pink mouth and after awhile, slid his hot tongue along her neck to her full mounds. He began to suck and pull and bite at her nipples, while she gasped. Ladys hands were no longer trapped. In the course of his sucking and biting, she had pulled his silver haired head closer to her breasts, moaning aloud. Her legs felt like putty and she would have fallen if it weren’t for the masculine hands that held her.
Just before she could manage her wits together and seize his hair to pull them away from her, he had turned her around so fast that she ended up on the floor; her knees and hands preventing her body from falling face down. Her eyes scanned for something, anything to stab him with, but he was so damn distracting with his hands and lips. Vergil had kissed the back of her neck and all along her spine. Then without notice, seized her hips; placed her buttocks up against his hard on.
“Do you feel that? I want to do this to you, Lady.”
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TO BE CONTINUED….
LoL.
Pairing: Vergil/Lady. M/F
Category: Devil May Cry
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Just sex all around. General sexual positions
SPOILERS AROUND MISSION 9
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She was getting tired of wearing the same shit every day, bathing in the pool of crystal waterfalls that covered the entrance to the cave that led to that bitch-whore Nevan. Her white shirt clung to her breasts from the exertion of sweat, making even the stupid vanguards drool at her before they tried to hack and slash. They were so incredibly dumb. No wonder they were spewed out like factory made candy, just there for fodder.
Today she’d try and find a place to rest. Perhaps over at that mission five area. Lady had to back track her way to that bar, she had heard that it gives you some stupid red orbs that only those demon twin brothers needed more of. Heaving her Kalina Ann over her back, her pistol in one hand, she started to cross the bridge and cleanse her filthy, sweaty self underneath the water.
Blood Goyles met her before she could utter an eyelash and took aim; Bang Bang! She knew by experience that these suckers would turn to stone. Just enough for her to hack and slash it with the tip of her Kalina Ann. The silver hue of the entrance gave way to her direction; the bar would be on the right hand side, just over the topmost section. A glimmering purple light appeared and she stood in front of it. Licking her lips, she took a step forward. The entrance shimmied and Lady was sent into the next room.
Walking across the room, she noted the broken pieces of wood, shattered glass and the sound of the waning Devil May Cry music that blasted out of the half standing juke box. She knew one of those demons were here. Not the ones that look like they’re from the lower depths of hell spawns, but the Sparda boys; the higher demonic beings that look like human men. Well, she snorted, not exactly like human boys she’s ever come across.
It looked like she’d be alone as her eyes scanned the perimeter. Maybe she’d get out of her wet clothes and hide out here before anyone comes in. Her thoughts grimaced over the days events and then back to the twins: Those over bearing egotistic Sparda boys are probably fighting again, or preparing for some blood ritual. She had seen them fight during mission seven and couldn’t contain herself from breathing hard at the sight. It almost turned her on!
She wanted to slap herself for that, concentrating her efforts on killing demons and finding her no-good father. But just in case any stray demons come walking in, she’d make sure she was behind the bar while she discarded her clothes. Her fingers started at the top buttons and when she had placed the wet white shirt over the counter, her boots came off next. Ahhhh, that felt good. Now if she had a drink. That would really hit the spot. Turning over to the broken glasses, Lady was ecstatic to see that there was one bottle still unscathed. Dumb asses, she thought. Probably that twin with the loud mouth who missed that last bottle.
After taking a long drink, she smacked her lips together and closed her eyes. Lady placed the cold bottle against her chest and across her neck, her head tipped back. It was nice to be alone for a bit and then she pulled her shorts down; shimmying their elasticity away from her skin. When she was completely naked now and felt good. Her eyes closed for a moment, then she heard a noise, of glass breaking and immediately her hands covered herself. Shit! I thought no one was here!
Before she could reach her guns, a sword flew at her and tore her pistols away. They crashed against the wall. Lady’s eyes looked at the offending intruder and saw it was the blue-clad devil, the one that hung around her power hungry father. Damn his fucking hide! She’d get him even if it’s the last thing she’d do!
Vergil came towards her, the intensity of his steel blue eyes drinking in the sight of her nakedness. After seeing hordes and hordes of ugly demons and creatures like her father, he was strongly pleased to see this human girl decked out with only her birthday suit.
As he reached for her, she was all claws and teeth, her spirit shown in the wild blue-violet eyes. Sure, she spat on him, tried to shoot him and even worse, tried to cut him with a broken piece of glass. Good thing his wounds heal so easily. Her on the other hand, he had to be careful of her pretty skin. She was scarred in places where her skin was exposed, but it didn’t deter the beauty of her shape and the rest of her fairness.
He’d allow her to struggle in vain of course, but didn’t realize that she had a couple things up her sleeve and the girl wasn’t even wearing a damn thing. The desire in him was so intense that he was sure she could feel it knifing through her.
“You bastard!” she cried out before he pulled her close to his chest, he was breathing as hard as she was, but not out of exertion, more out of want and need.
“I’ll let you go if you can guess what I want.” So he’d allow himself a few moments of pleasure. What the hell. It was his turn to get some action around here.
“What? You want me to suck your cock, you sick son of a bitch?” she boldly stated. Her eyes challenged him with her own fire.
That really took him by surprise. Vergil sneered at her,
“As a matter of fact, I’d love that.”
“Forget it!” then slapped him. That gave her an opening to turn away from him but at the same time he grabbed her waist and pulled her up against his chest, her hair pulled back over his shoulder. His lips just slightly grazing against her neck and cheek,
“Since you’re already naked, why don’t I join you?”
“You wouldn’t rape me, now would you?!” she started to panic. Her chest heaved as his hands began to massage their fullness, squeezing and fondling her pink nipples to hardened points.
“I don’t have to.” He reached down to her hairless pussy, finding her wet as he inserted a finger inside. She groaned and struggled again from his hold, but it was useless. Despite imprisoning her, Lady began to fight against her own feminine urges. She had to close her eyes a few times to concentrate on ugly demons and her goal to kill her father. Most human girls would think of shopping during sex, so she heard from her few girl friends. Her—she was a virgin still and it did her no good to feel as if she was no better than the bitch-whore Nevan just down the other end.
Lady realized she was outnumbered in so many ways, outdone and outstripped! It was her own fault really. Why did she fucking think that she’d be safe here? Who’d have thought one of these devils would come traipsing in here while she was buck naked and unarmed!
“Relax, just let me show you that I can make you feel good.” He coaxed her with a soft caress by her ear, his devils voice, silvery and masculine.
She’d allow him to do what he wanted with her, only to find an opening and scratch his eyes out, perhaps knee him in the gut or worse. He turned her around, his strong hands on the sides of her face and before she could mumble a coherent word, their mouths met. Vergils tongue invaded her pink mouth and after awhile, slid his hot tongue along her neck to her full mounds. He began to suck and pull and bite at her nipples, while she gasped. Ladys hands were no longer trapped. In the course of his sucking and biting, she had pulled his silver haired head closer to her breasts, moaning aloud. Her legs felt like putty and she would have fallen if it weren’t for the masculine hands that held her.
Just before she could manage her wits together and seize his hair to pull them away from her, he had turned her around so fast that she ended up on the floor; her knees and hands preventing her body from falling face down. Her eyes scanned for something, anything to stab him with, but he was so damn distracting with his hands and lips. Vergil had kissed the back of her neck and all along her spine. Then without notice, seized her hips; placed her buttocks up against his hard on.
“Do you feel that? I want to do this to you, Lady.”
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TO BE CONTINUED….
LoL.