THE DEVIL MAY CRY ANONYMOUS KINK MEME
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The way he sees it, he's doing the kid a favor. Not that Dante was stupid enough to believe that Nero would buy this, of course, or even be appreciative of Dante's efforts--the kid seemed to have a genetic disorder that prevented him from being able to express gratitude. Thinking about it like that, Dante couldn't have said exactly why he was doing what he was doing now.
Oh well. Too late to turn back now. The can was open and there went all the worms.
"Now I'm getting the feeling you're a quiet kind of girl, and while I'm certainly not one to object to a nice slice of peace and tranquility from time to time," God knows Dante didn't get a lot of that in his line of work, not with both Lady and Trish knowing where he lived and worked, "when it comes to the horizontal mambo a guy likes to know what he's doing is appreciated."
He shifted his weight and glanced, a look from the corner of his eyes, shot over his shoulder. He could just see her when he did this. There was color high on her cheeks and there was a chance that her fingers clasped at her joined hands a bit tighter than usual, but Dante didn't look long enough to be certain of this. Taking her silence as curious rather than uncomfortable (there were times when being obtuse, deliberate or otherwise, paid off), Dante continued. "Now I'm not saying you have to turn into a porn star are anything. You don't want to go over the top with it. But a few well timed Aaaaaaahs and Oh Neros and Oh my God--though I suppose you're not the type to say something like that? Seem pretty devout and all," for all the good that did her, "but really, any exclamation of surprise will work." He paused, considering, then grinned as, in the distance, the shadow of Nero's demonic fist met with the stone statue of the Savior.
"And if you really want to drive him nuts, I'd suggest using foul language. You'd be surprised what a sudden "Fuck me!" can do to a guy, when it comes out of the right girl. And I'm figuring you're probably the right kind of girl." Probably had never cursed a day in her life. Getting someone that sweetly innocent to talk like that was sure to be a turn on for the kid, right? Dante certainly wouldn't mind it, if he were Nero.
"And remember, if you're stumped, there are a few words that are simple and fit most occasions." And here he pitched his voice high, shifting his weight again, hands braced on the end of his sword as he watched the kid fight the Savior. "Oh, Nero! Yes! That's it! Harder! Faster! I waaaaaaant you! More! More! It feels soooooooo good!"
He had to clear his throat after all that and when he tilted his head enough to see her again, there was no mistaking that she was blushing. As red as his coat, and still cute despite it. Maybe even because of it. It'd been a long time since Dante had spent any time with a girl as wholesome as this one. There was a good chance, in fact, that he'd never spent time with someone as squeaky clean as Kyrie was.
And all that wasted on a kid who was probably too stupid and virginal himself to know how good he had it. Or even use it properly.
Yep, it sure was a shame. Still, Dante liked to think that, by his influence, Kyrie would work her way into his pants and give him a shock on top of it.
Upon trying to picture the look on Nero's face when Kyrie told him to fuck her harder, Dante was forced to succumb to a fit of laughter that luckily ended just before Nero finished the Savior off. One less thing he'd have to explain, then. And he'd out of town long before Kyrie began to put his advice to use.
All in all, not bad for a day's work.
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