Vergil remembers

DISCLAIMER: DEVIL MAY CRY IS OWNED BY CAPCOM

Pairing: Vergil/Lady
Category: Devil May Cry
Rating: NC17

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Lady couldn’t believe the way she felt; hot and cold flushes all over her body with Vergil’s expert hands all over her, possessing her. She raged in her mind that she’d show him. Let him have his fun, but he’ll regret it. Her eyes closed tight as he had pushed the hardness of his cock against her buttocks, saying the most nasty things to her. If Demons who look like gorgeous human males did this to unsuspecting innocent females, then hell and high fury, the gods have mercy on both their souls.

He had reached down between her legs and felt her womanhood; wet and hot, his finger played with the soft tissue there and he chuckled wickedly,
“You’re so hot, Lady, it’ll be difficult for me to give you any foreplay, but for you…..” he ended with whisper, “I might just take my time.”

“Bastard…son of a ….” She gasped, in between the aggressive caresses he was giving her. Vergil had expertly taken off his jacket, leaned down to whisper in her ear;
“I’d like to take this upstairs so we can be private in our little rendezvous.”
Lady’s mind reeled at the suggestions he was giving her, not realizing until it was too late that he had managed to hoist her up in his arms and take her up to the second floor. It was a little niche on the upper level of the bar. Partially hidden away from any intruders that might make their way inside from the entrance. Though the secret mission itself was only known to him, the lady in his arms and his half-wit twin brother.

She had tried to struggle again, but his strength was overpowering and this she resented, “Is this how you gain power, Vergil? By taking a woman without consent?” Lady had hoped that would stun him, knowing something of his pride and honor.
His eyes; flared ice-blue fire, captivated her and he had skilfully placed his jacket underneath her naked warm body. He had not stopped scanning at the perfection of her beautiful breasts, the curve of her waist and the hot pussy he had moments ago felt. Grinning, he replied laconically,
“Then I shall have to ask for your consent, now, won’t I?”
Proficiently at ease with his own masculine-devils-power, Vergil managed to imprison her arms above her head, lowered his lips at the curve of her cheek; gliding softly against the base of her neck to the perky nipples that were standing up from the open air.

Lady gasped again, her eyes wide; now staring at the ceiling, then immediately closed them tight when his lips suckled at a nipple, pulling and biting, then reached for the other one. Her legs were being spread apart as his groin pushed at the base of her pussy. Lifting his head slightly to look up at her passion-filled expression, he continued down along her flat stomach to touch the hot lips that greeted him. His tongue reached inside to take a taste while his hands gripped at her hips and grabbed her buttocks so he could suck the virginal-juices of her feminine beauty. After several moments of this agonized torturous love-play, he stood up on his knees and looked at her again, then his mouth came crushing down on her open pink-pale lips. Vergil drew her harshly against his erection, and ripped off his shirt so he could feel the hardness of her nipples skin against skin.

Lady couldn’t believe what was happening to her; she was not usually this way, plus she hated demons! Didn’t she? Questioning her madness to understand why her female body was betraying her, she had allowed him to turn her around again, pulled her back against him and placed his hard cock along her backside. Lady’s head fell back on his shoulder as he cupped her face in one hand and brought her mouth to his. Vergil’s other hand had moved along her pussy over to possess her breasts, squeezing them and playing the nipples over his palm. Inserting his tongue inside her mouth, she could taste herself on him and as he lifted his head slightly away; looked deep into her eyes,
“Do you want more?”

He was asking for consent and devil that he was, was doing so by his expert hands and tongue, tempting her beyond her ability to reason. She could only utter out incoherent words, barely audible,
“Oh god, I…please…I don’t, I can’t, I…no, please, god, ohh.”

“God isn’t here, Lady, just me. It’s not hard to say my name. Replace it with god, and I swear, I’ll make you feel as if you’re fucking a god.”

A hazy blue fog seemed to have deterred her vision as he lowered his hands to ease her legs open, pushing his cock at the entrance of her hot pussy. He was going insane, wanting desperately to ram his shaft inside her, but it was not possible until he heard her say yes. Damn his pride, he cursed silently. She was more stubborn than any female he’d ever encountered and as much fore-play he could take to wickedly make them melt in his arms, Lady was still rigid as a Sunday school marm.
Vergil had to keep at it until she was pure butter in his arms and until she cried out yes, his cock would have to wait to slam it inside; hard and fast. Because he didn’t know how long he could give out.

Finally, after being both drenched in sweat, gasping with the painful clarity of pleasure to it’s highest peak, Lady was having difficulty breathing as she uttered a small yes. He was nearly giving out from the strength of will she was able to withstand from his love-making, and didn’t think as his eager cock rammed inside her. She had screamed and tensed, his body rigid above hers and ice-blue eyes wide with the realization that she was untried,
“Holy fuck, is this your first time?!”
She seethed underneath him, her violet-silver eyes flashed angry points at his astonished light blue ones.
“What the fuck do you think, you bastard!”

“Well, let’s not waste it, shall we?” he was both angry with himself and the fact that she could make him go insane with desire beyond his reasoning that he wanted to slam into her despite the circumstances.
Still, the realization of her being fresh brought on a fierce protectiveness in him; the sensations he felt as his cock pushed in and out of her drove him crazy. His hand circled her waist as slow agonizing movements passed through both of them; holding her tight against his body, making sure she couldn’t escape despite her harsh breathing. Through her half-lids, she sent him half-angry looks that bespoke of raw desire and resentment.
She could feel the strength of his thighs pushing her legs up around his waist and the full length of his cock plunging deep inside her.
The vibrations were so fierce she nearly gave out from the intensity of their love-making. If she can call it that and this brought on a cry of half-pain from her, realizing how much she would hate him afterward.

Very slowly he pulled back, then rammed himself in again, nearly climaxing and after slow agonizing movements, discovered to his own surprise that he was about to spill his seed. He pulled out in time to pour hot white thick liquid on her perspired skin; baptizing her with his cum. Vergil’s hot breath against the side of her cheek, he rasped out,
“You did say yes.”