La Brasier de Dante

The good smells in the air urged Lady to open her eyes, nostrils trying to inhale the tasty air for more. Slowly rubbing her tired eyes Lady sat up, the soft blanket falling down to her lap. Leaning her chin on the top of the sofa's back rest she grinned at Dante, who was fiddling in the kitchen. Good thing she had a farm-house kitchen. It was nice, for example, to watch TV while cooking.



"Hello, daddy. Cooking something nice?" Lady grinned, wincing a bit when the pain hit her guts.



"You´ll see just in a minute."



Lady yawned.



"Wow, you´re quite the fast chef then".



Lady was able to see from the corner of his mouth that Dante grinned back at her.



"And you sleep a lot."



Lady only needed to take a small glance at the clock on the kitchen wall to see he spoke the truth. She had been out cold for almost two hours.



"Ah, shit…" she grunted, scratching her messy hair. "Now I'm pretty sure I'll be staying up the whole night for sleeping so long. It's almost half past nine..."



Dante's white teeth flashed again.



"Oh, I know all kinds of activities for late nights." After that he snickered.



Lady's answer was a mumbled huff.



"I believe it..." she murmured at his grinning face while walking nearer to see what Dante was cooking. He noticed Lady trying to peek over his broad shoulder. The grin didn't disappear anywhere when Dante turned his head to face her.



"Then you should be excited about it,'' he continued on about the night's activities and placed a small peck on Lady´s scarred bridge of nose.



"Well, I'm not,'' she murmured again, trying to sound irritated but still entwining her arms around Dante, leaning against his back. "I'm not in the mood for any activities other than staying alive."



Her bosom squeezed tighter on Dante's back, Lady's small palms cuddling his bare abs. Damn, it felt good and even more sinful than usual. She had no idea.



"Then I suggest you get us some plates, this is soon ready.'' Dante cleared his throat and fidgeted his body to make Lady leave to get the plates. His urges needed no encouragement. Sounding bored, Lady sighed and let him go, reaching her hand to the knob of the kitchen closet.



"What's for the evening snack?" she asked while standing on her toes to reach the plates.



"Steak."



Lady returned to her soles and took a look at Dante, keeping the closet door open.



"You know I don't eat red meat…"



He hummed, looking pleased.



"That's why I got you a turkey steak and this giant fellow is for me".



He walked next to the table, watching how Lady set the two plates on it's surface, before he dropped the steaks on them. Lady looked at the pieces of meat.



"Is this all?" she cocked her head.



Dante handed her a bowl of mashed potatoes. She smirked.



"Thanks, daddy.''



"You´re welcome, but…" his impish grin came closer with the same pace his hand put the frying pan into the sink carelessly. "I think this daddy also needs some loving…" Dante's fair eyes held an intense glee when he flirted at Lady with his lips, nipping her lower lip.



Lady pushed Dante away immediately, frowning.



"God, you're really horrible tonight!"



"I haven't even started yet,'' he smirked back, letting Lady push him away. His heart was already racing in an unwanted way and he just couldn't help himself to not want to taste her a bit. He needed to cool down. Trying not to think how nice Lady looked in her pyjamas he sat down and grabbed the bowl of potatoes. His eyes never left Lady, and she noticed.



"I know I'm not at my best, but could you stop staring me?" Her comment put a huge smile Dante's lips.



"I find you as appealing as ever, Lady.'' She only rolled her eyes.



"Still a few days of this shit ahead, and then I can be free for another month…" she murmured to herself while poking the turkey steak with the fork until she shoved a piece of it in her mouth. Dante followed her example with his food.



They ate in a silence except for Lady, who winced out loud every time the pain cut her lower stomach. God, she hated to be a woman! Thankfully, the horny feeling hadn't hit her this time, but she was still suffering the pains. While stuffing more mashed potatoes into her mouth, Lady felt pressure on her leg. She instantly glanced at Dante who had his usual smirk written all over his face.



"Stop it,'' Lady said, kicking his feet away from her, but the feet returned to stroke her under the table.



"Come on, Lady. A little flirting never kills,'' Dante smirked and gestured his leg further to Lady. She backed the chair away from his touch.



"Geez, eager daddy…" Lady huffed, rising up and taking her plate. She shoved the last pieces of the dinner into her mouth while walking to the sink, a muffled scream hitting the air when Dante pinched her butt. Lady wasn't able to lecture him with a mouthful of turkey steak, so she slapped his finger away from her rear, looking down on him with angry eyes. He let out a vibrated laugh for her stern look and rose up as well. Lady gulped the remaining food down.



"Dante!"



His sneer widened, his tall form now making a shadow over Lady. She backed up.



"Dante, you're horrible…"



The devil didn't react to Lady's words and she needed to back up more, while he kept coming closer, eyes glimmering. Soon Lady's back hit the wall behind her, the demon capturing her between the cool wall and his wide body. The look in his eyes sent shivers to Lady's core. He looked…so different…



Dante pushed himself closer to Lady, gluing his body against hers, strong arms snaking behind her to grab Lady's butt. It made her shriek.



"Dante! I can't believe you!" Lady breathed out with an irritated tone when the demon lowered his head to the level of her neck, a long tongue snaking out from parted lips. His breath was fiery.



Lady squirmed in his hold, Dante's hand ravaging her rear, pinching and groping and caressing, the wet tongue drawing hungry circles on Lady's sensitive neck. Lady's hands shot on Dante's shoulders when he sucked deeply at her skin.



"...You shouldn't…" Lady was able to stammer, her nails pushing down on Dante's muscles while she did her best not to encourage the hungry demon more with her pleased sighs. Dante pushed his body closer to hers, making it difficult for Lady to breathe. His tongue was as harsh as his hands, lips never leaving Lady's neck when he spoke.



"I know,'' he groaned and made Lady blush up to her ears. He was already rock hard.



Dante devoured Lady with all he had, making Lady feel a bit uncomfortable for this sudden onslaught.



"I mean you really shouldn't…" she hissed, her eyes closed when Dante bit her earlobe. It made a gasp run away from her lungs before the stern look returned to her face.



"Dante…"



He almost suggested a little blow job from Lady, being so ready for relief it ached. Instead, Dante managed to control his suddenly awakened urges of mating time.



"Oh, I´ll be having fun by myself when I get back home,'' he mumbled down into Lady's ear. "Stroking my own flesh with this hand.'' To make his point clear, Dante squeezed Lady's butt with his right palm.



"Don't tell me things like that..." Lady sighed out, eyes half open. Now she had gotten a very dirty mental image in her head…



Dante growled in pleasure, his demon blood stirring madly in his veins. He needed to quit this, soon, or else he would end up ravaging Lady here, right now. Gathering up all his will power, Dante forced himself away from Lady, leaving the small woman stare him in surprise, cheeks fully red. She looked like she had just been hit by a truck.



"Sorry, my love. Nature calls,'' he smirked for the last time, kissing her warm cheek quickly before he turned around and hurried outside, leaving Lady there, staring blankly, wondering what on earth just happened. Well, the nature – his demon side's- really called to him and if Lady didn't want to get taken by force, Dante needed to rush away from her apartment. Just great…Hopefully this time of full-on torture will end soon. Dante decided with a determined mind to channel his urges toward something other than pure fucking – like killing demons.



Since he wasn't able to hold himself in when Lady was around, Dante also decided to stay away from her for a while. He could always give her a call if he was concerned over her well being, but in the end Lady would manage with her womanly curse just fine by herself.



Hopefully this cursed mating season would be over soon!



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The busy mall was basked in the sunlight, its huge glass ceiling letting the sun rays light upit's main street. Lady moved quickly in the mass of people. It had been a week or so since she heard anything from Dante, but she wasn't worried. Well, much. Dante had looked so odd when he had pushed himself against her, hungrily tasting her skin. It wasn't anything new; Dante had this perverted mind every now and then, but this time it had been different, not to mention how quickly it had started AND ended. Without any warnings…or perhaps some, but Lady took them only as the flirts he used to spread all over her when he had a change. Popping into the nearest music store she found, Lady noticed she kind of missed Dante. Oh yes, he was an eager pervert occasionally, and had an ego as huge as the mall, but still Lady missed the bastard. The four months at his place had been perhaps the most fun and bizarre months in Lady's life, and she missed them, as well. Though when thinking about the idea of sharing the same apartment with Dante the rest of her life, it made her shiver. No, that wasn't a good idea at all. They both had a such temper they could easily slide to the bath of rivalry if they didn't have any free time and their own space. Friendship always bloomed better when free, just like flowers. Randomly picking up a CD which had an interesting looking cover, Lady pondered that couldn't actually say they were in a friendly relationship, neither did they have any proper relationship. If someone asked what Dante was for her, she would answer "a friend,'' but the word held only the half of the truth. He was much more. But if someone asked if he was a boyfriend, Lady didn't know what to say. Maybe she would stammer something "no, but..." or then "yes, but..."Guess they just...were, and that was enough for her. Their relationship was a weird one, yet since it wasn't anyone's business, what did she care how it would be called? Dante was a part of her life, and that was it.



While rolling different CDs in her fingers, Lady thought if she should pay Dante a visit later today, after she had done some shopping. The PMS pains had been so fierce in the end that Lady had promised herself that if she survived from this, she would go out and buy something nice for herself. It was hard to decide what to get, though! Putting all the CDs back in their rightful places, Lady made a plan to visit Dante and bring him something from the mall. It was more to shop when there was a present involved.



Walking out from the music store Lady started to wander aimlessly about the mall, searching out some shop where she could get something for Dante. She was pretty sure he would want to have something to eat, but since Lady had never actually thanked him for letting her stay in his apartment so long, she wanted to do it properly now, with a nice present. Maybe presents weren't his style, but at least the thought counted.



When passing by small café that stood in the middle of the mall, Lady spotted something familiar. The back of a blood red coat. Her eyes widened. Walking with haste, when she got closer she was able to see silver hair, too.



"Dante!"



The man heard her and turned around in his seat. A warm smile spread across his lips. Lady hurried next to him.



"Well hello, Lady. What a nice surprise,'' he smirked, turning to sit sideways in the chair and measured Lady with his eyes. Lady shook her head for a second at that look, but did not lecture him this time.



"My words exactly. I thought you disliked malls.''



Dante shrugged his shoulder, keeping his eyes on Lady standing before him.



"My guitar broke. I tried to fix it myself, but I had no choice but to bring it here. The guy in the store said he could fix it in a few hours, since he suggested there was only some problem with it's microphone." After that he spread his arms wide. "So, here I am, killing time. How about you?"



"Just some shopping. I promised myself that if I ever survived those freaking symptoms I´d give myself a nice shopping tour.''



Dante winced at her words, looking miserable.



"Sorry, I meant to call you and ask how you are, but—"



Lady cut him immediately.



"Don't worry. It was only few days of pure hell, and I've survived from that nicely before meeting you".



"Do you mind if I join you? It´s quite boring to sit here alone, you know…"



Lady clasped her hands together.



"That would be fun. I've never been shopping with you, I really need to see this,'' she winked at him, making Dante snicker.



"Don't tell me I didn't warn you…"



"You didn't.''



Standing up, Dante stretched his body, muscles being stiff from sitting. He took the coffee cup from the table and poured the last remaining coffee into his mouth before placing the cup back.



"So, where are we going? Any suggestions?"



Lady crossed her arms, looking thoughtfully at Dante. It made him blink.



"What?"



"Actually, there's one place I'd like to revisit…" she began, fingers wrapping under her chin. "There was a nice pair of shorts I was looking at, but I didn't buy them just yet. I wasn't sure would they be my style…"



"So…you're asking me to check them out?"



Lady waved her hand before her face.



"I know you're not so fancy about fashion, but I'd need a friend's advice. And I'm also aware it's quite girly to ask something like this but..."



"Fine by me. Lets go, hmm?"



His answer caught Lady off guard, since she had been absolutely sure Dante would whine that he didn't want to go shopping for garments with any woman, ever. That's what men usually whined, but no. With his hands on his hips, Lady saw Dante really was ready to leave for garment shopping with her. Lady smiled.



"If you're sure, this way then,'' she said and took Dante's arm. They walked side by side among the people. Having Dante so near, Lady felt like a true lady, his tall and muscular body next to hers made her senses whirl, for some odd reason. It was nice like this. Dante's bent arm held Lady close, until they came to escalators where the needed to stand in a line so those who were in a hurry could go past them. When no one was watching Dante pinched Lady on the butt, smirking down when he saw her frowned look. He knew she wasn't truly angry at him. Pressing his nose near Lady's hair, Dante took a quick inhale of her scent before the end of the moving stairs. When Lady jumped away from the stairs he followed her, capturing her under his left arm on the fly.



"Still willing to shop with me?" Dante sneered and Lady knew that he meant the little pinch he gave her.



"Easily,'' she replied, and to tease him back patted his ass through the red coat. "Come on, you shining, red leather dragon, we're almost there.''



Lady pointed her finger towards a shop sign, stating it was called "Mary´s.''



"You see, it's especially made for the old me.''



"Old you?" Dante questioned when they walked under the sign, keeping his eyes on it. Lady blinked her eyes, looking at the demon that held her under his arm.



"Yeah. For Mary, though to be honest I try to forget that name.''



Dante´s voice danced in a form of laugh. "Mary? Mary? Is that your name?"



"Haven't I told you?"



"Hmmm, well, let's see,'' Dante said and stopped them. "I remembered asking it once, but you refused to tell it."



He waved his finger before Lady's face to make his point and yes, Lady now remembered that event in Temen-ni-gru. After that she had gotteb her new identity, that was known as Lady. Well, of course in formal cases Lady still needed to use her birth name, but otherwise she was always called Lady.



His head lowering and leaning closer, just next to her face, cut Lady's little memoirs.



"And definitely not any Virgin Mary,'' Dante smirked like a wicked demon in her ear, so silently no others heard them, but it still made Lady blush.



"Don't start with that again,'' she murmured with her blushed face and took a quick look around to see if anyone had heard Dante. She didn't know about him, but Lady herself had no interest of telling about her sex life to anyone. His head stayed close to her, his warm breath tickling her ear shell.



"I also bet you´ll transform again into a virgin if something doesn't happen soon.'' His harsh tone tickled Lady's stomach. "Tell me when that happens. I'd love to free you from such a burden."



"Quit that daydreaming, Dante,'' she hissed at him, taking a straight look to his icy blue orbs. "I'm here for shopping, not for fucking."



Dante sneered with a small laugh and let Lady go from his hold, following her slim form while Lady searched the track where she had seen the shorts. She found them in no time and held them up for Dante.



"What do you think?"



The demon cocked his head, looking at the pair of micro shorts, coloured a dark chocolate tone.



"I don't know about that colour…" he said thoughtfully and came closer to take a look at other shorts. After a small moment of searching he found a pair of white shorts and pulled them out for Lady.



"You should try these."



"Those?" Lady questioned Dante. "But white makes you look fat.''



"Brhp! Nonsense, woman. Just try them on."



Lady took the white pair from Dante and took a look at them. Well…if he was sure and insisted it… Maybe she should trust the sense of a man. At least they had a natural eye for what looked good on a woman and what didn't...



"Fine. I'll try them.''



Lady navigated herself to the fitting rooms, Dante walking behind her. The fitting rooms were in a long, thin hall, and to Lady´s joy they had proper doors. For some reason she hated the fitting rooms where the doors where inches too short from the floor, exposing her feet and ankles for everyone. She found it disturbing for some reason. Maybe she was a bit ashamed that her feet and ankles were scarred and the fact her toe nails weren't in tip top condition all of the time, the fighting making her feet go through so much made Lady feel a bit bad sometimes…Though she knew Dante liked her small soles and toes. She liked his firm feet, too, and the way he was ticklish.



Lady chose from all the empty fitting rooms the furthest one, at the end of the hall. Mostly because they had a small, red chair there were Dante could sit-and it actually fit his style. Turning around before the door she let Dante sit down before speaking.



"Just a moment, OK?"



Dante leaned back against the wall, grinning.



"Take your time, babe.''



She slipped into the fitting room. It was actually quite spacey, a bit larger than a regular fitting room, but not much. The dim light coloured the wooden room to a sunny golden tone. Lady was almost able to imagine she was standing on a shore when the sun was slowly starting to set. Dropping the skirt she usually wore with the dark shorts, she reached for the white micro shorts. She had brought both of them with her, but being so curious Lady wanted to try the white ones on first. She would soon see if Dante had been right. At first she took off her shoes and socks and then pulled the shorts up, buttoning them. She stood before the tall mirror, taking a good look at the shorts. They were actually quite nice, though Lady had never imagined buying anything like this, but when she saw her reflection she was actually quite pleased. Unlocking the fitting room's door Lady pushed it open and stepped out.



"Well, what do you think?"



She spread her arms and made a little turn before Dante. He leaned back again, bringing his arms behind her head and whistled.



"Nice…"



That was enough answer for Lady to decide to get the shorts. Blushing a bit from his reply-Dante really didn't know how to behave in a place full of other people-Lady disappeared back to the fitting room. Taking a final look over her upcoming new garments Lady turned her back to the door, reaching for her own shorts to place them on the small chair next to the huge mirror. She was completely blind to it and just threw her lower garments to the floor.



Lady was also completely blind to something else she wasn't prepared for. It came so suddenly. Lady straightened herself when hearing an almost yanking kind of noise coming from the door behind her. Before she had time to do more than turn herself to the direction of the sound, a large object of red, dark green and silver landed before her. When trying to shriek out what the hell was going on Dante quickly shot himself up from his landing position, shut Lady's mouth with his palm and pressed her against the wall. He had come in by jumping over the door.



Now Lady was pinned between the stony wall and Dante. He held Lady's mouth covered with his large left palm, his leg pushing between hers, stopping her from moving. He leaned down, right next to Lady's ear and smirked victoriously.



"Didn't see that coming,'' he snickered quietly, keeping his voice barely in a level of whispering. "Damn, you really are sexy, worth killing for, even with those shorts,'' he murmured down to her, his free right hand roaming down her side to caress Lady's butt. She gulped and made a muffled noise, but one movement of Dante's hand over her mouth cut her.



"Shhhh, babe…" he soothed her. "You´re going to ruin this if you keep making sounds.'' His voice was low and Lady really needed to use all her senses to hear what Dante was saying. Obviously he wanted no one to hear him.



Then his tongue was licking her neck, his free hand unbuttoning Lady´s white shirt to expose more skin for Dante to taste, lick and suck. He pressed his form tighter against Lady, making the blood rush up to her head. The free hand adventured all over Lady´s body, Dante's left palm never leaving her mouth. He was determined but not hurtful. If it was anyone else jumping over Lady like this she would have killed the intruder already, but she trusted Dante. That's why Lady let him stroke her body, nip her neck's sensitive flesh and even let him grope her harshly there. Soon Lady's own hands wandered on Dante's skin, under his coat. His skin was a bit sweaty for him being so excited, his hard length pressing against Lady's stomach. Without any permission, Dante's fingers fumbled the shorts open, guiding them down to the floor, Lady stepping out from them. She was inhaling deeply, her small chest heaving. Her two coloured orbs were closed when Dante found his way to her ear, gnawing gently on her earlobe and shoving his tongue into her ear every now and then to tickle Lady. From her body movement Dante was able to tell she liked that. Dante brushed his lips back to the crook of Lady's neck, sinking his teeth in it. Lady gasped out loud against his palm.



"Shush, babe...'' he breathed hotly into Lady's ear, his lips touching her. "You have to keep quiet."



His palm caressed Lady's panty covered butt, squeezing her occasionally, the tongue doing it's wonders on her skin. Lady felt herself turning on with his handling-well, who wouldn't-her nails giving Dante ravishing treatment on his back. He groaned lightly, keeping his voice down and bit Lady again, sucking her neck roughly. She whimpered with no voice to him, her knotted brows reflecting pleasure.



The loud sound from the second fitting room right next to them made clear someone had entered it. Soon they heard two female voices. Dante took a grinning look at Lady, who had now opened her eyes after hearing that, too. He leaned again against her ear and spoke a barely heard sentence.



"Now we really need to be quiet.''



The young females in the next fitting room raised the tension and made this all feel even more forbidden. It almost drove Dante crazy, when the red deep blush in Lady's cheeks implied she was more than embarrassed from the idea of being discovered in a situation like this. The red colour over her face spread wider when Lady felt Dante touching her most sensitive part through her panties' fabric. Lady was horribly afraid the women in the next room would hear how the leather of Dante's coat ruffled when he stroked her with his long finger, his stern yet pleased look intensely staring, daring Lady to even try to moan out loud against his hand. His leg pushed Lady's legs wider, finger soon slipping under the fabric to rub her unobstructed. Dante's coat made suddenly a loud ruffle when he moved his hand to a better position and for a moment they both stopped. They only stared into each other's eyes, listening carefully if the other females had heard anything. When nothing seemed to be heard, Dante continued his little treatment to Lady, who seemed to be ready to leak through her panties. The demon lowered his head to kiss Lady's neck while his finger kept itself busy down in Lady's valley. He sensed how Lady gulped many times, totally being out of breath but not allowed to breathe too loudly.



"Tell me if you can't get air and we'll stop for a moment,'' Dante hissed with throaty gasping to Lady's left ear, earning a quick nod from her. He was also able to sense against his palm and saw from her eyes she gave him a smile. Everything was OK thus far.



Lady's nails dug deeper into Dante's sweaty skin when he continued rubbing her, making Lady almost lose her mind. Soon his finger retreated and all five of them curled to the waist of Lady's panties, pulling them down with a slow motion, as to not make his jacket ruffle too loudly. Lady was thankful the walls between fitting rooms seemed to be thicker than usual, and thank god those women next to them were talking loudly, most likely thinking they were the only ones there. Or then they didn't care, but still kept cackling like chickens.



Lady helped Dante to get rid of her panties, kicking them away from her ankle. Then the man pushed himself a bit further from Lady, fumbling his own button and zipper open, with her help, looking like he could melt in that instant when Lady wrapped her small hand around his erected shaft. He let Lady stroke him gladly, enjoying how skilful she was. Actually so skilful a small groan almost escaped from his opened mouth, and would have done so if Lady hadn't placed her own palm over Dante's mouth that second. She read him like open book, smiling at him with her eyes. He needed to keep himself in silence, too.



Lady watched how Dante's eyes closed, his brows moving with a pleasured look while Lady stroked him gently, with long, slow movements. The breath from his nostrils was heated, small pearls of sweat slowly appearing on his temples. Suddenly he freed himself from Lady´s palm and politely shoved her hand away from his length, pushing his hips closer to her. She spread her thighs more, letting Dante press his forehead against her shoulder, when Lady felt the tip of his length touching her. After a short moment of adjusting themselves for each other Dante pushed himself into Lady's wetness, pressing his lips against Lady's neck to shut down the horny groan that left him. Lady cocked her head back, moaning very, very quietly for Dante. The women in the other fitting room were still there and when Dante started to rock his hips Lady wondered how long they'd planned to fit those clothes. Couldn't they just get lost, please…



Dante arched his back, pushing his narrow hips closer to Lady, panting with cut breaths to her ear, sounding as beautiful as he always did. His movements in Lady were short and fast ones, keeping the coat and the fabric of his pants from making too much sound. Dante also glued his sweaty body against her, trying not to make any sound from their bodies connecting and disconnecting with the rhythm of his humping. His free hand lifted Lady's left leg to the chair next to the mirror, getting better access. Lady opened her eyes, breathing with shallow breaths and listening Dante's animalistic panting that burned her ear. Taking a look over his head Lady was able to see a partial reflection of their shagging in the mirror. She wasn't able to see her or his face, but god, her leg looked so nice while Dante's hot hand held it on the chair, not to mention how horny Dante's humping ass looked from the side. He really was doing her like some animal by the look of it, too. It already felt like that...and yes, Lady loved it.



The relieving sound was heard suddenly, the opening and closing of the next room´s door reaching their ears. From that, Dante was brave enough to let Lady's lips free, groping her ass, keeping her still when he continued fucking her...fucking being just the right word for it. Lady tried to gasp air as silently as she ever was able to, her cheeks painted in red. She yanked Dante's head up by the hair, bringing him into a deep kiss. She loved kissing him, he was the sweetest honey ever. The valleys of his lips tasted every time like it would be their first kiss, his tongue encouraging Lady to explore his mouth deeper. She never got tired or bored of it. Lady bit Dante´s lower lip to keep from screaming when he hit the sweet spot down there, blood gushing out from the wound.



"Sorry,'' she mouthed to him and he only smirked, kissing her again, brows frowning into a deep and almost pained look. Lady freed herself from Dante's lips, entwining her arms around his neck and pulled his head closer. He lowered his chin to her shoulder, arching his body like a cat, panting sweetly into her ear.



"God babe, I love you…"



Lady wasn't able to answer him back anything from being so out of breath, so she only brushed her fingers through Dante´s hair, stroking him with shaky hands. She held him dear, too.



The pace of his narrow humping hips got faster, but he still tried his best not to make fabrics ruffle too much. Lady had a hard time trying not to moan out loud. She pressed her face deeply to the crook of Dante´s neck, whimpering out his name with a high tone, fingers clutching tightly into his hair. The weak voice of hers pushed Dante further in to this forbidden act, pressing Lady tighter against the cold wall. His gasped out, his breath whining, and then Lady felt him sinking his teeth into her shoulder, biting down hard when his body started to shake, hips still moving furiously. His ravaging made Lady lose herself, shuddering in his embrace, also biting him to keep from shouting out loud when the climax hit her. It trembled through her slim body like thunder, being soon followed with Dante's own thunder, his seed gushing deep into her body, his hips shaking in the power of release. He arched his head back, lips frowning into a round shape, his upper lip curving out. Lady caught his lips from that point to a deep kiss, letting Dante groan out into her mouth, Lady murmuring softly back. The last remaining flames of hunger melted soon into caring, soft kisses, lips brushing over each other in a most gentle way.



Lady was the one who broke the kiss, nuzzling her nose against Dante's.



"Have I told you you're just horrible?'' she whispered to Dante, out of breath, earning another kiss from his lips. He moved away from her embrace, tucking the panties which had fell down into Lady´s hand. Dante said nothing, but grinned impishly for Lady when she took the panties and started to get dressed. She turned around to look for her other garment, hearing Dante redo his pants. As silent as a cat, Lady dressed herself up and took the white micro shorts that had started this whole thing into her hand. Giving Dante a huffed look, due to him urging Lady to try the shorts in the first place she tucked the shorts under her arm and bent down for her small handbag, that had been forgotten in the corner. She pulled a body spray from it.



"What are you doing?" Dante hissed at her when Lady started to spray the liquid all over the fitting room.



"Have you any idea what kind of 'odour' we will leave here?" she answered back. "The next one coming in to this little box will get her nostrils burnt for sure.''



He let Lady try to cover their mating scent, silently amused how she had thought about it. If it were him, he would have just walked out of the fitting room. Maybe to already start looking for a new place for round two, this time of the year making his stamina come back almost with the speed of light.



When Lady had done her best to hide their presence from the fitting room, she walked past Dante and peeked out. When she saw no one, she hastily gestured for Dante to come out of the little box, trying to correct his messy hair back to it's old shape after making it look like that herself. She took a final glance over herself in the mirror that stood in the end of the fitting rooms´ hall, just next to her. She noticed Dante had bitten dark marks on her shoulder and neck, so she buttoned her white shirt all the way up, trying to cover the marks on her neck with her hair. Naturally, her own bite mark on Dante had been recovered already, thanks to his demonic healing abilities.



"God, I look like some freaking teenager,'' Lady spat out when the one bite mark was too persistent to stay hidden. Dante snickered behind her.



"You're mine now,'' he teased her, leaning over her shoulder. "Just let that be. No one cares.''



He was perhaps right. Turning around, Lady walked as casually as she was able to the shopping desk, and keeping her face calm bought the shorts. Dante waited for her at the entrance, scooping her under his arm when Lady reached him.



"You're walking funny,'' his voice smirked down to Lady, who frowned.



"It's thanks in part from you trying to slide down to my thigh...''



That made Dante chuckle.



"Come on, it´s my present to you, totally self made,'' he chucked again.



"Oh geez, thanks a lot. With this pace you might end up getting me pregnant someday.''



Even the threat didn't take his chuckling away. He knew Lady took great care of not becoming a mother...nor making him a father. She only teased him, being her fiery self again.



"Yeah, we could have a big, big family with half-half demons running wildly from place to place. No one wouldn't like to have us in their neighbourhood."



That made Lady smirk, too...Dante's sense of humour and carefree nature always lighting her small heart. She snaked her own arm around Dante's lower back, leaning her head against his shoulder.



"I really need to sit down,'' Lady said, feeling how her legs would soon gave up after being in such an inhuman position. "How about buying me a coffee after making me get those shorts and all?"



"Sure. To the same café where we left?"



Lady nodded eyes closed, enjoying his existence.



"Then it's settled, Lady. This way.'



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NiuNiu Note:

Chapter 3 is coming up soon! ^___________^