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Category:
+A through F › Devil May Cry
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
4,413
Reviews:
8
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.
A little bit of me time
Disclaimer: I do not own Dante and co. They belong to mighty Capcom. All I do is grovel in their godly presence and write fanfics.
A/N: Omg chapter 3! This story started out as a lowly oneshot. I swear I was gonna do Ashton like a Mary-sue and have her fuck Dante right then and there in the champagne room. But as I started to write...she just became a beautiful idea. Plus in the words of the great Chris Rock." No sex in the Champagne room!"
Enjoy.
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Dante took off his coat and threw it on the coat rack by his desk. Unfortunately the rack fell from the force of the throw. Dante watched it fall, shrugged his shoulders and sat in his chair.
"Ashton..."
Dante was trying his very hardest to not think about her. He felt kinda bad for disrepecting her like that. It was the last thing he wanted to do. So as a way to apologize to Ashton; he gave Kira three hundred dollars to give to her.
He needed to stop mulling it over.
Dante looked at his desk and found a remote. He grabbed it, pointed it at his nearby stereo and clicked it on. Almost instantly music came blaring out.
Metal can cure anything.
Dante found himself getting lost in the face-melting guitar solos and powerful screaming of the singer.
It was just what he needed. Or so he thought.
Dante leaned back and closed his eyes. Ashton's face popped up and the music started to fade away. He never seen someone who was so plain looking be so...pretty. There was pretty much nothing unique about her. She didn't have mismatched eyes like Lady. Ashton had dark brown eyes. And black hair. Her hair was short like Lady's...but her hair was curly. Lady had bangs...Ashton didn't...
'Why the fuck am I comparing them?'
Dante pushed the thoughts aside. But as soon as he did that another series of thoughts came rushing through. Ashton's body. She was lean...but she had hips.
'I bet she likes to eat.'
And that ass. She didn't have a white girl ass. That was for sure. Her ass was far from flat and little. She had an ass like...What's her name again? Beyonce? Yea...just like that singer. Round and tight. Firm but soft. Perfect.
'I'd love to see her pop it up and down.'
Dante grinned thinking about it. But it was only for a moment. Because of his fuck up; he might not see her again. Or even get another lap dance. And that would suck. Hopefully she'll accept the three hundred dollars and forgive him. Hopefully.
"Fuck." Was all he could say. Well shit. He could still think about her if she doesn't accept his apology. Dante closed his eyes. He thought about her mouth first. She was a fantastic kisser. She gave good lap dances. She must have been stripping for a while if she can give him a boner like the one he had before. Never had he gotten one from a lap dance. She definetly knew how to work her body, and on top of that...she had a nice rack.
God, she had such a great rack. And it was all her. Not like all the other strippers. They all had fake tits. Even Kira had implants done.
And they fit his hand so perfectly.
"Aw shit."
Dante gritted his teeth. The hard-on he worked hard to mentally get rid of came back. With a vengance. It strained against his leather pants. He couldn't get rid of it mentally. Every time he tried to think, Ashton came up. His heart started to beat faster. His imagination was starting to get the best of him.
He couldn't do this behind the desk.
Dante got up quickly and rushed into his bathroom. He slammed the toilet seat and cover down before falling onto it. He unzipped and unbuttoned his pants. Dante's right hand reached into his pants, grabbed his stiff member and pulled it out quickly. His hand began its job quickly. Moving up and down as his mind worked overtime.
He was back in that room. Back in that chair. Ashton was on her knees. Her mouth engulfed his member with warmth. She wouldn't be a novice. She would suck his dick like it owed her money. Her tongue would pass over the tip of his cock before sucking on it hard. The rest of his cock and balls would be at mercy to her hands.
Dante stroked harder.
She would pull off her panties and climb onto him. She would be bare down there. No hair. Easier for him to eat her out like that. But that was for later. Now was time for fucking.
She's tight. The tightest he'd ever had. It feels so good he wants to cum immediately. But won't.
She would ride him like a wild woman. Hard and fast. Her tits would bounce. Up and down...
Dante gritted his teeth. He can feel himself get closer. He was feeling the little spasms that occurs before release.
Dante would lean over and bite her on her neck. Not hard. But enough to show who was the boss. She'd cry out. The sweetest sound ever heard. Soon they both would be moaning and screaming. Dante's hands would be on her waist pulling her down harder as he pumped upward.
Make it hurt.
Make her scream his name.
So close.
She'll cum right before him. Screaming and panting and sweating. She'd curse. She would say something like...
"Oh...FUCK!"
Dante came hard. White fluid splashed all over his chest, stomach and thighs.
Breaths were being expelled faster than he could register.
Dante closed his eyes and laid back. He was shaking. He slid his left hand through his hair.
His eyes opened. They focused on his right hand.
"I think I'm gonna name you Ashton."
The bathroom was filled with nervous laughs.
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Outside Ashton stood before the double doors. She took a deep breath and let it out. She could hear loud music inside. Metal. She's come to think that it fits him well. But its to her own dismay.
Her hand was on the door knob. One twist and she'd be in.
"Excuse me but can I help you?"
Ashton looked to the side. There was a heavily armed woman standing there with her arms folded.
She has short black hair and mis-matched eyes. This new person was kinda pretty in an unusual kind of way. She had a bit of a pig nose and a slight scar over it. But it worked for her. In a weird sort of way.
"Who are you?" Ashton backed away from the door quickly. Her goal seemed so much more far away now.
"I'm Lady. What's up?"
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A/N: I had to bring Lady into the whole thing. I HAD TO!!! As much as I don't like her...I'm gonna make her as cool as a cucumber. The next chapter is going to be pretty funny. Reviews and constructive criticism guys! I love it! ^_^
A/N: Omg chapter 3! This story started out as a lowly oneshot. I swear I was gonna do Ashton like a Mary-sue and have her fuck Dante right then and there in the champagne room. But as I started to write...she just became a beautiful idea. Plus in the words of the great Chris Rock." No sex in the Champagne room!"
Enjoy.
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Dante took off his coat and threw it on the coat rack by his desk. Unfortunately the rack fell from the force of the throw. Dante watched it fall, shrugged his shoulders and sat in his chair.
"Ashton..."
Dante was trying his very hardest to not think about her. He felt kinda bad for disrepecting her like that. It was the last thing he wanted to do. So as a way to apologize to Ashton; he gave Kira three hundred dollars to give to her.
He needed to stop mulling it over.
Dante looked at his desk and found a remote. He grabbed it, pointed it at his nearby stereo and clicked it on. Almost instantly music came blaring out.
Metal can cure anything.
Dante found himself getting lost in the face-melting guitar solos and powerful screaming of the singer.
It was just what he needed. Or so he thought.
Dante leaned back and closed his eyes. Ashton's face popped up and the music started to fade away. He never seen someone who was so plain looking be so...pretty. There was pretty much nothing unique about her. She didn't have mismatched eyes like Lady. Ashton had dark brown eyes. And black hair. Her hair was short like Lady's...but her hair was curly. Lady had bangs...Ashton didn't...
'Why the fuck am I comparing them?'
Dante pushed the thoughts aside. But as soon as he did that another series of thoughts came rushing through. Ashton's body. She was lean...but she had hips.
'I bet she likes to eat.'
And that ass. She didn't have a white girl ass. That was for sure. Her ass was far from flat and little. She had an ass like...What's her name again? Beyonce? Yea...just like that singer. Round and tight. Firm but soft. Perfect.
'I'd love to see her pop it up and down.'
Dante grinned thinking about it. But it was only for a moment. Because of his fuck up; he might not see her again. Or even get another lap dance. And that would suck. Hopefully she'll accept the three hundred dollars and forgive him. Hopefully.
"Fuck." Was all he could say. Well shit. He could still think about her if she doesn't accept his apology. Dante closed his eyes. He thought about her mouth first. She was a fantastic kisser. She gave good lap dances. She must have been stripping for a while if she can give him a boner like the one he had before. Never had he gotten one from a lap dance. She definetly knew how to work her body, and on top of that...she had a nice rack.
God, she had such a great rack. And it was all her. Not like all the other strippers. They all had fake tits. Even Kira had implants done.
And they fit his hand so perfectly.
"Aw shit."
Dante gritted his teeth. The hard-on he worked hard to mentally get rid of came back. With a vengance. It strained against his leather pants. He couldn't get rid of it mentally. Every time he tried to think, Ashton came up. His heart started to beat faster. His imagination was starting to get the best of him.
He couldn't do this behind the desk.
Dante got up quickly and rushed into his bathroom. He slammed the toilet seat and cover down before falling onto it. He unzipped and unbuttoned his pants. Dante's right hand reached into his pants, grabbed his stiff member and pulled it out quickly. His hand began its job quickly. Moving up and down as his mind worked overtime.
He was back in that room. Back in that chair. Ashton was on her knees. Her mouth engulfed his member with warmth. She wouldn't be a novice. She would suck his dick like it owed her money. Her tongue would pass over the tip of his cock before sucking on it hard. The rest of his cock and balls would be at mercy to her hands.
Dante stroked harder.
She would pull off her panties and climb onto him. She would be bare down there. No hair. Easier for him to eat her out like that. But that was for later. Now was time for fucking.
She's tight. The tightest he'd ever had. It feels so good he wants to cum immediately. But won't.
She would ride him like a wild woman. Hard and fast. Her tits would bounce. Up and down...
Dante gritted his teeth. He can feel himself get closer. He was feeling the little spasms that occurs before release.
Dante would lean over and bite her on her neck. Not hard. But enough to show who was the boss. She'd cry out. The sweetest sound ever heard. Soon they both would be moaning and screaming. Dante's hands would be on her waist pulling her down harder as he pumped upward.
Make it hurt.
Make her scream his name.
So close.
She'll cum right before him. Screaming and panting and sweating. She'd curse. She would say something like...
"Oh...FUCK!"
Dante came hard. White fluid splashed all over his chest, stomach and thighs.
Breaths were being expelled faster than he could register.
Dante closed his eyes and laid back. He was shaking. He slid his left hand through his hair.
His eyes opened. They focused on his right hand.
"I think I'm gonna name you Ashton."
The bathroom was filled with nervous laughs.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Outside Ashton stood before the double doors. She took a deep breath and let it out. She could hear loud music inside. Metal. She's come to think that it fits him well. But its to her own dismay.
Her hand was on the door knob. One twist and she'd be in.
"Excuse me but can I help you?"
Ashton looked to the side. There was a heavily armed woman standing there with her arms folded.
She has short black hair and mis-matched eyes. This new person was kinda pretty in an unusual kind of way. She had a bit of a pig nose and a slight scar over it. But it worked for her. In a weird sort of way.
"Who are you?" Ashton backed away from the door quickly. Her goal seemed so much more far away now.
"I'm Lady. What's up?"
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A/N: I had to bring Lady into the whole thing. I HAD TO!!! As much as I don't like her...I'm gonna make her as cool as a cucumber. The next chapter is going to be pretty funny. Reviews and constructive criticism guys! I love it! ^_^