Chapter 20: The Rescue (did you think otherwise?)
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Lady’s screams could be heard on the other side of the hallway, and the boys were quick to hear it.
Dante gritted his teeth and a snarl came from his throat, “What the fuck are those pieces of shits doing to her!”
Vergil narrowed his eyes, scanning the direction of where the screams came from. Being able to concentrate fully where the noise came, he didn’t wait for his brother as he ran in the direction of Lady’s call.
Dante followed his twin, both boys hot on the tail of the intruding and annoying time manipulators. They came upon a series of doorways, each marked with different numbers. The entire room became a circular interior, with the rooftops opened up to the pelting rain. Vergil looked up at the pouring sky, then back at the doors, which were now multiplied as six doorways.
“Shall we try eenie meenie miney moe?” Dante grinned at his brother. Although he felt nervous and worried about Lady, he tried to make the situation humorous. The blue clad half devil, still half naked walked up to the golden door. It was marked with the number Six, with words on it: If it’s pleasure you want, all you have to do is walk inside for six hours of water amusement and mer-sex.
His snort was derisive, “What are these guys? Fricking sex circus entertainers? Someone should sign him up for one of the Playboy or Penthouse HBO late night shows.”
Dante approached the door before it, number 5: Five little piglets in a blanket, which one will you eat? Come in and try one or two. Big bad wolves welcome!
The silver haired half devil with the stray bangs over his eyes, shook his head, “Not in the mood for pigs. You, bro?”
“What do I look like? The big bad wolf?”
“I like this one.” Dante pointed to the door number three: Feathers and Chains your thing? Sleep slumber and torture can be yours today! He walked up to it, “I feel her in there, but it’s too easy.”
Vergil looked over at the other doors, door number 2: Double your pleasure. He snorted, “It looks like all of them are sex pits like the room me and Lady were in earlier, equipped with porn music and hearts. How corny can it all get?”
Dante growled, his own anger rising, “Don’t remind me. You wanted everything I had, right down to my other half of the amulet, down to father’s powers, his swords, everything! You just couldn’t let me have this girl, could you!”
They both faced each other, jealousy and sibling rivalry brimming with intensified heat, and Vergil lowered his gaze a little, his lips pulled up at the sides, “She mean that much to you?”
“I don’t know.” Dante shrugged, “I never really thought about it. But I suppose if you wanted her.”
A crackle of thunder interrupted their discussion and another scream was heard. This time it was Trish. Dante’s ears perked up, “Damn! Trish is getting it as well. Whatever they’re doing to them, I thought Trish would be the one to take care of those two.” His pistols readying at his sides, fingers itching to take some action and he impulsively opened up the door to number three. Vergil followed suit. What they found made them stop in their tracks.
Two naked girls, a blonde and a brunette held up by chains and both semi-conscious. It was a small room with few items inside; a small table and a chair. There was also a small window. Above, the conifer type roof met at a close, but Vergil gulped at the brunette’s charms, “Wow. Lady looks damn good naked as well.” Trying to be a gentleman type half demon wasn’t going to work since his eyes roved down to her curves and the venus between her legs. Stopping momentarily there and caressing the rest of her long legs, with their slight scars but well shaped limbs.
Dante gave him a quick sidelong glance that sparkled anger, “Yeah wouldn’t you know that already?” then he approached them, looked around for the twins, Emery and Alizarin and found a note by the small table next to the girls.
Trish cried out, her eyes glazed over, “Dante! Vergil! What took you two so long? Get us out of here!”
Lady groaned and despite her being semi aware of what’s going on and fully exhausted from Alizarin’s ministrations on her body, she blushed furiously. Despite the fact that Dante had seen her naked and Vergil had seen her semi naked, it was still too much for a newly de-virginzed girl like her to take. So much had happened and she didn’t know which way was up or down anymore. All she wanted was to get some nicotine down her lungs and inhale the bad habit like no tomorrow.
Dante picked up the note that lay upon the table, his eyes and ears perked up to pick up anything of the culprits that did this to the girls. Vergil was about to undo Trish from her chains and saw the feathers lying there. “What’s this?”
The blonde coughed, “That’s what they tried on Lady. She was screaming because of it. The other one, the one who bullied the other smaller one around stunned me with one of those Nightmare kinds of energy blasts.”
Vergil looked over at his brother, seeing the note in his hand, “Well what does it say?”
In it, it says: If you want your mother’s ring, all you have to do is meet us at the other side of the courtyard. By the way, we enjoyed the girls very much. Love and kisses, Emery and Alizarin.
Trish screamed, agitated that she wasn’t released, “Vergil! Get me off of here!”
While Vergil released the blonde, Dante undid the chains that held Lady. Her body slumped over him and Lady’s face buried in the curve of his neck. She groaned, “Oh I thought you guys would never get here.”
He inhaled her scent; sweaty and sweet and the short memory of their romp gave him a little hard on. Sure he was angry that she went for his brother but he didn’t know how he felt about her. It was the oddest thing really.
As she slumped forward, resting her fevered cheek against his shoulder, Lady struggled desperately for breath as she felt calming hands running over the glossy skin of her naked back. She felt blissfully still in his arms. He reluctantly kissed the shoulder before him, chuckling, “I’m here to protect you, babe.”
“I thought.” She whispered against him, “I thought you were angry at me.”
Vergil interrupted them, “Can we all just stop the damnable mush? This is getting a bit too sick for me to watch!”
Trish chorused in agreement, “Yeah! We need to get those creeps first! You two can postpone your stupid romance shit later!”
“Yeah,” cried Vergil, “We’re supposed to be into action and adventure! All this romantic crap is driving me insane, the sex, the promise of sex and more sex; it’s enough for a guy to go blue.”
Chapter 21: Confrontation and the Devils Trigger
Dante held Lady in his arms, whispering in hushed tones against her midnight hair, “As much as I’d hate to have you clothed, you have to put your shirt and shorts on.”
Shaken, the brunette held her hands over her breasts and her entire body fused hot pink from the knowledge that both half devils were staring at her. Lady pursed her lips, “Um, guys.” She kept herself partly hidden in the folds of Dantes strong arms, “Do you mind if you turn the other way. I’m not the only naked girl in the room.”
The blonde placed her hands over her own breasts and squeezed, her voice carried a shrilly quality as she tried to get their attention, “Yeah feast your eyes on these!”
Vergil lifted a shapely brow at her, a half grin on his angular features, “And? We’ve seen them so many times they’re almost part of us.” But truth be told, he told himself quietly, he was still chafing from the hardness that couldn’t go down, especially when he had a taste of the pretty brunette. Too bad, he almost felt a deep regret from that knowledge. There was a part of him that wanted her badly, and another part of him that told him his brother wanted her. If there’s someone he loved more than himself, it was his own brother. Maybe if she was willing to go for a secret liaison? After all, they followed no moral code.
Trish rolled her eyes at Vergil, but noted the bulge there, “If you weren’t so damn stubborn, you’d know satisfaction is only a heart beat away.” She blew a kiss at him for added effect, and a knowing wink for hidden promises.
“Meaning?” Vergil laughed, “Oh you mean you?”
While the two were chatting away at each other, Dante and Lady looked in one another’s eyes and the little brunette’s dark brows came together, now angry at the half devil who made her feel so bad, “The way you treated me back there when you were touching the statue of time, I thought, I thought.”
“What?” Dante’s blue silver eyes glinted, “That I didn’t give a shit about you? And I was actually turned on by my brother?” he winked at her, then dipped down to steal a kiss, taking her breath away. Shortly departing from her lips with hesitation and emitted a soft cry from her.
“Nah.” Dante chuckled at her whimper. “He’s great at everything, but I think I want you more.”
Lady’s eyes were shining bright and they skimmed over the beauty of his face. With some great reluctance, she glazed over the figure of Vergil who was now quiet and staring at them. Vergil’s eyes were alight with amusement and a little bit of something else. Maybe jealousy?”
Trish grumbled and almost fully dressed, she did the final snap together that held her bodice, “Enough already. The way you talk to her, Dante, it’s making me sick.”
But Trish was hurting inside, her insides were making somersaults of pain when she loved both the boys so much and to see one of them in love. It was so painful. She blinked back the hot tears that threatened to spill and tried to make a face. She was after all the biggest slut in their lives right? But why is she such a slut when she’s the only woman who was able to share quarters with the two most gorgeous and powerful half devils in the underworld and world itself?
I mean, just because she had sex with both of them at the same time, had sex with Alastor, had sex with her vibrator, and most of all, herself. Wanking off was something she loved to do in her spare time. It was even great when she had a body that looked great in the mirror. So now, here she was, facing the stark truth: Dante could possibly be in love with a girl who had been in his life before her, and now she’s back! And it wouldn’t be so bad if Vergil would see past his own desires, which is himself really. Then maybe he’d look at her in a new way, so maybe, she kept thinking, the wheels of her mind churning away, if Mundus could do something about her mechanism. To change her sex drive? That thought made her sicker than seeing Dante get all mushy over the little Lady.
Vergil didn’t wait for the trio to follow him and exited out of the room, a little angry and frustrated from the whole ordeal of having been diverted to this place. He wanted to get the business back to where it started and if Dante wanted to bring Lady along, then let him. He was thinking about opening up his own business, which by the way didn’t deal with eliminating demons anymore. It was a secret he hadn’t told his brother but first things first: Get the stupid ring from those stupid shits and get back home.
He was the first to arrive at the end of the courtyard, where they were all supposed to meet the strange twins. Upon his arrival, Alizarin’s eyes lit up with pleasure and made a squeal, “Brother!” he pulled at Emery’s shirt, “One of the pretty boys came at last!”
“Yes yes I can see that, you idiot,” cried Emery, “Vergil, the beautiful cold one.” Then made a nod of his head, his eyes alight with appreciation at the half naked form of the half devil, “You look good enough to eat, you handsome devil you.”
Vergil lowered his lids, a wicked grin on his features, “I take it you wanted to bring us to this little pit-able-sex-time-warped realm for your own little pleasure? I can tell you weren’t into women or else the girls back there would get more than a tickle fetish and pinched flesh. Let me guess.” He reached up and tapped his chin, a curve of a half smile and a wink for added effect, “You want me and my brother on a whole new level? In exchange for our mother’s ring?”
Vergil awaited for his opponents reaction. A knowing smile crossed his fine lips, and he lifted his head slightly, an indication that whatever they’ve got up their sleeves, he’s ready for it.
Emery jumped up, an eager smile on his thin features, “Yes! You are so smart but then again, it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out so many things right?” Emery’s bottle green eyes shifted around and saw the rest of the group come into the circle of the courtyard. Dante leisurely walked over to where his brother stood. His silver bangs over his eyes that he had to blow them away, while his hands were busy with Ebony and Ivory.
“Right.” He nodded to his brother, “So where were we before we were sent to this little chateau of a love nest?”
Alizarin giggled behind his brother, “Oh there’s Lady, my favorite one! Did you enjoy the feather, my dear?”
Lady gritted her teeth, “I’m going to personally gut you!”
Impulsiveness took her and she somersaulted forward, her gun in her hand and before she could land to shoot, Emery blocked her way, “Not so fast, little girl. You’re now in our powers.”
Lady’s eyes widened, a shock went through as Emery held up a thin hand, sending charged energy fields at her body. Dante cried out, took aim at Emery and shot out, bullets whizzing in the air, knocking the twins apart from Lady. Vergil smacked his head over his forehead, “Damn. Women. Can’t control themselves.”
But it seemed too late as Emery laughed with a maniacal glee, “It’s time for an exit.” He held out his hand; the Eva-ring sparkling bright, but Vergil knocked it out of his hand with a swift sword swipe, emitting a cry of pain from the man on the ground, “My hand!”
He had managed to cut off the annoying man’s hand and now it rolled along the gravel floor, the ring fisted in its fingers.
Trish took a dive for it, screaming, “That’s Vergil’s way alright! Cutting off limbs, but I think I’ll take the spoils!”
Chapter 22: No Plot, Just Damage Control
Smoke rose up from the neighborhood and the sounds of fire trucks were underway. Trish and Dante had managed to get Lady out of the frying pan, barely scorching her human skin. Although poor Lady went slightly unconscious as she tried to lift a finger to hold on to Dante’s red trench coat lapels, “Dante, I feel really sick.”
“Hold on, babe, hold on, we’ll get you to the hospital right away!” He was angry at himself and told Trish to go tell Vergil what happened, leaving behind a disgruntled blonde. Trish watched as half of the building went up smoke. The other half of the house remained undamaged, but hell their kitchen and parts of their living room were completely in need of an overhaul.
She decided to wait for the other half devil and in the mean time the firemen in their uniforms look pretty damn good. All equipped with suspenders and baggy pants that could unsnap and reveal more than fireproof goodies. Talk about protecting the city by hosing down the fire. Trish gave a quick skip in her jump when in truth she should be feeling rather sad that the boy’s place blew up again. But looking at the gorgeous human fire men, with their strong arms, their warm profiles against the blaze of fire reflecting on the sweat of their faces made her wince with a longing. Besides, she thought wickedly as she looked around, Vergil and Dante weren’t around.though these boys look quite focused. If only they were as focused like that to her, putting out her fires. Trish licked her lips subconsciously, adjusted her black bodice, straightened her long blonde hair and swung her hip to and fro as she lustily walked up to the fire men.
In the meantime, Dante held Lady in front of him, her body lay across the seat as he turned on the motorcycle, whispering against her smoky dark hair, “Hey, babe, you okay? I’ll get you to the hospital soon.”
“No, I’m fine, Dante, really, I’m fine, just a bit nauseated.” She whimpered as her abdomen did a little flip, when he held her tight, the motor creating a sensation of vibration along her spine and the bottom of her backside, all along her bum and back strong thighs. As he drove on the highway, his hand on the handlebar, the wind in his face, her body adjusted herself to fit into his. Her legs straddled him, facing him, and she was waking up from the nausea of nearly getting blown away so it seemed.
Dante had made it in time, grabbing her away from the explosion and using his devil triggering to shield her from any harm. It shook her up good but as he drove along that lonely highway, the bridge coming up, and the city lights sparkled with invitation around them, it looked rather romantic and sexy. He chuckled against her cheek, his one arm over her body to hold her close to his chest. The feel of her firm breasts tantalizing against his naked form,
“At least let the doctors take a look at you. You’ve got no demon blood in yourself and healing probably takes some time if you’ve got any damage from the blast.”
She watched with pleasure filling his expression with the sensual movements of her hand under his trench coat, feeling the lines and hard muscle abs there. "Damn it, Dante! Why do you feel so good?" she groaned, grasping him tightly with her fingers. Allowing them to hold on to his hips and all the while she wrapped her long legs around his waist, her short black hair blowing against the side of his face, tickling him,
“You’re distracting me, you little nymph. Who would have thought that you’d be like this after being a virgin for so long?”
She gasped at his chide, “Dante, just because I remained a virgin doesn’t mean that I wondered what it was like.” Pausing boldly to fondle the tightening of his crotch that his eyes widened, and he choked with pretense.
She probably went a little crazy after the explosion and perhaps it was all because of that that she felt like Trish, that she kissed the sides of his neck, tracing them with her hot tongue, grazing along the shell of his lobes and as they wet, the wind blew them dry. He lowered his head, as he tried to get his breathing back under control, and Lady realized that he was getting a bit agitated, his hand on her back lowered to capture her ass, “Damn you, you little tease.”
She looked around their surrounding and the view from the bottom of the bridge gave her a feeling of excitement and boldness. What the heck, she thought wickedly, I can be wild can’t I?
Lady slipped down to kiss his neck again, using her hands to touch the rest of his body, boldly going down to undo the pants, emitting a cry of alarm from the half devil, “Shit, woman, you aren’t going to go there are you? We’re on the fucking highway, babe.”
Her blue and purple eyes looked at him, “And that stops you?” she giggled, “When?” The giggle made her wonder about her condition for she never giggled really. That was for insipid females like Marla and her little gang. But the feel of the wind behind her back and the way he grabbed her ass, which was now back at the middle of her back; gripped her white blouse into a small fold into his fist, made her feel alive.
She lay back on the handle bars, her short dark tresses flying around her face, and her hands grabbed onto his trench coat for leverage. Her long booted legs tightened around his waist, making him wince from the feel of her crotch against his. He cursed with heat, “Who would have to, would you? So hot.” He saw a car coming from the other side, the headlights climbed up to meet them and he swerved over to the far side of the lane causing their momentum of wind to pick up.
Lady smiled at him as she went back up on a sitting position and the wicked gleam in her eye told him she was up to no good, “Dante, have you ever on a motorcycle while you were driving?”
“No but maybe the hospital isn’t where you should be going right now, but damn,” he was at war with himself. He was after a good half demon boy, wanting to make sure Lady was alright with no concussion or her body bruised anywhere but the need to get inside her was driving him insane.
“I would like to.” She blushed.
"As you wish," Dante said, a smug look infusing his handsome features. He was after all a bad ass devil hunter wasn’t he? The hot blood demon boy in him suffused and ignited. She undid the buttons that held her blouse and as they parted, her black lacy bra invited his hand to touch. "It looks like I'm a little overdressed," he told her with enjoyment, "and you are astonishingly pervy, Lady." He grinned, “But I hope.” she kissed him then, her tongue reached inside to make war with his, playing, teasing and wetting each other, against the wind and the sound of the motor underneath.
Her fingers traced circles over his chest and nipples, as he sat before her. "Do you want to know what I'm fantasizing about, Dante?" she asked softly, opening her lust-clouded eyes. "I'm imagining your tongue on me. Kissing little spirals over my chest, teasing my nipples like this," she told him, as she flicked her nipple with fast brushes of her thumb that made him moan slightly.
Lady watched dry mouthed as he let his fingertips dance down his chest and over his flat stomach. He took his time, letting her see how much he enjoyed even the innocent caresses against his skin. He traced the insides of his thigh, starting with touches that only grazed that pale golden hair before leading into light caresses up and down his fair skin. "When I touch myself like this, I can imagine that it's your hands exploring my balls, squeezing them and caressing them," he told her, bringing his fingers to his mouth.
