#vergil dmc x reader

[ransprang]

Hi! Can I please request DMC boys (Dante, Nero and Vergil) and physical touch hcs with gn!reader? SFW and/or NSFW ;) Up to you. Thanks!

DMC Boys - SFW and N/SFW Headcanons:

Dante:

Dante is a very tactile person, so he's constantly touching you in various ways.

He loves wrapping an arm around your shoulders or waist, pulling you close to him whenever you're walking together.

Dante often playfully pokes or lightly taps your nose when he wants to get your attention or tease you.

Whenever you're sitting together, Dante tends to rest his hand on your thigh or hold your hand, absentmindedly tracing circles with his thumb.

He enjoys giving gentle back rubs or shoulder massages when you're feeling tired or stressed.

Dante often surprises you with sudden hugs from behind, burying his face in your hair and breathing in your scent.

Dante is a sensual lover who thrives on touch and exploration.

His hands wander freely across your body, memorizing every curve and contour, his touch setting your skin on fire.

Dante adores leaving a trail of light kisses along your neck and collarbone, savoring the taste of your skin.

He revels in teasing you with feather-light touches, driving you to the edge before finally granting you the release you crave.

Dante loves feeling your nails digging into his back as you cling to him, your bodies moving in perfect harmony.

Afterward, he holds you close, his arms wrapped protectively around you, whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

Nero:

Nero can be a bit awkward when it comes to physical touch, but he's slowly getting more comfortable expressing affection.

He loves holding your hand, his grip firm and reassuring, especially when you're in a crowded place.

Nero often traces patterns or doodles on the back of your hand or arm with his finger when you're sitting together.

He enjoys cuddling up to you on the couch or in bed, his head resting on your shoulder as he wraps his arm around your waist.

Nero likes running his fingers through your hair, gently untangling any knots he finds, and occasionally pressing soft kisses to your forehead.

When you're feeling down, Nero gives warm and comforting hugs, nestling his head against your neck, and softly murmuring words of reassurance.

Nero is passionate and eager to please, his touch filled with both intensity and tenderness.

His hands are firm and possessive, gripping your hips or thighs as he presses you against the wall or the bed.

Nero loves exploring every inch of your body with his lips and tongue, leaving a trail of heated kisses in his wake.

He takes delight in hearing your breath hitch and feeling your body arch beneath him as he discovers your most sensitive spots.

Nero's pace is a mix of controlled chaos and overwhelming desire, pushing you both to the brink of ecstasy.

Afterward, he holds you tightly, whispering words of adoration against your skin, relishing in the afterglow.

Vergil:

Vergil tends to be more reserved in expressing physical affection, but he has his moments of vulnerability.

He enjoys standing close to you, his presence magnetic and commanding, occasionally brushing his hand against yours.

Vergil often rests his hand on the small of your back when he's leading you or guiding you through a crowd, a subtle way of showing possessiveness and protection.

During quiet moments, he leans his head against yours, sharing the intimacy of being physically connected.

Vergil occasionally allows himself to relax and wrap his arms around you, resting his chin on your head as he takes in the moment of tranquility.

He's not one for extravagant displays, but when he does kiss you, it's slow and passionate, leaving you breathless.

Vergil is intense and commanding, his touch a potent combination of power and restraint.

His hands are deliberate and precise, tracing the lines of your body with reverence and hunger.

Vergil enjoys teasing you, his fingers dancing along your inner thighs, his touch lingering just long enough to leave you wanting more.

He's a master at building anticipation, taking his time to explore every inch of your body, leaving you trembling with desire.

Vergil's movements are controlled and calculated, his skillful touch bringing you to the edge and holding you there until you're begging for release.

Afterward, he cradles you against his chest, his touch gentle and soothing, his whispered praises and affectionate gestures showing a side of him only you get to see.

Your Devil,

Admin Sav

[beneathstarryskies]

Day 3: Face Sitting - Vergil

Warnings: cunnilingus, fem!reader, sort of dub con? like not really but I guess Vergil does kind of trick the reader into sitting on his face

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Taglist: @actuallysaiyan, @loki-love

Vergil couldn’t describe exactly what it was about the idea of you sitting on his face that drove him so crazy. When he imagined the act, his mind never focused on any particular detail. It was simply the fantasy as a whole that drove him crazy. He could imagine your soft thighs settled on both sides of his head, trembling and shaking, while he laps at your pretty pussy like his life depended on it. Just the thought of being completely surrounded by you makes his cock rock hard in his pants.

He’d mentioned his curiosity in this act a few times, but you always seemed to find an excuse not to do it. He found most of them seemed to be about your insecurity with your body. He knows he can bring you so much pleasure you wouldn’t even care about that in the heat of the moment. Not to mention he finds you drop-dead gorgeous at any angle. Eventually, he stops asking, and you think he’d let the matter lay for now.

That’s not the case. Vergil was just waiting for his perfect moment to strike.

One night, he comes over to spend the night with you. As usual, you cook dinner for the both of you and then you cuddle in bed while Vergil reads to you. You’re so focused on the sweet poetry falling from his lips that you don’t notice his hand slowly making its way down your stomach. Not until it slides down your pants and his fingertips brush against your core.

“Oh!” you gasp.

“Ssshhh, relax,” Vergil kisses the top of your head. He continues reading as his fingers rub your pussy slowly, teasing your folds before settling on your sensitive clit. He continues reading casually as though he’s not playing with your pussy. Meanwhile, you’re a trembling mess beside him. You’re barely holding back your moans and whines.

“V-vergil,” you whimper pitifully.

“What is it, angel? Do you need attention?”

“Please.”

He closes the book and sets it on the nightstand before lying next to you. His kiss is searing, distracting you from the fact that he’s pulled his hand out of your pants. He caresses your side then pushes his thumb into the waistband of your pajama pants and begins pulling them down. Once you’re undressed for him, he kisses you again.

You’re lulled into a lustful haze as the two of you make out. It’s a passionate, fiery dance when your tongues move together.

Then, you feel him lift you a bit. Your body slides against his, but before you can question it his mouth is on your neck, kissing and sucking on that spot he knows drives you crazy. Your hands tangled in his hair and you let out a wanton moan.

“You sound so beautiful when you moan for me,” he chuckles against your skin. “Allow me to make you moan even more.”

He eases you into a sitting position over his face. You gasp as you feel his breath against your core. All of your previous fears over doing this with him seem to melt away, replaced with need as presses a sloppy kiss to your clit.

“Divine,” he murmurs and suckles on the sensitive bundle of nerves.

“You mischievous devil,” you giggle upon realizing how easily he’d maneuvered you so he could get his way.

“Is it a sin to desire being surrounded by the warmth of your thighs and to have my senses invaded by your delicious cunt?” He punctuates his question by nuzzles his nose between your folds, and growling as he breathes in your scent. His tongue teases you with a featherlight lick against your hole.

You don’t get a chance to respond before he begins sucking on your clit again. His strong hands rest on your waist, and he begins guiding you to move. You try to resist at first, but soon you can’t help riding his face at the sensual pace he sets for you. One hand tangles in his hair and the other holds onto the headboard. He grunts and growls as he tastes you. His steel blue eyes are dark with lust as he looks up at you, but the more of your arousal he takes in the heavier they become. Until finally, with a roll of pleasure, they flutter closed. His fingertips dig into the fat of your hips and his grunts become more like primal growls.

“Vergil,” You moan. “Fuck, please…I’m so close.”

He doesn’t open his eyes to acknowledge your words, but he begins licking your pussy with more fervor. His attention is focused on your clit, switching between rapid flicks of his tongue and gentle suckles between his full lips. All the while your hips buck with need.

“Oh god,” you cry out as the heated coil in the depths of your core becomes impossibly tighter. You grind your hips even more, and soon it’s just too much. Your vision cuts to static as the coil snaps.

When you open your eyes again, Vergil is panting beneath you. His eyelids are heavy as he looks up at you with flushing cheeks. His lips are red and swollen, glistening with your juices, as he smirks.

“Well, well, that was quite a treat,” he purrs as he gently caresses your trembling thighs. He kisses your mound softly. “I feel I should be greedy and have another taste.”

[myvampyrez]

Hi hi! Can i repuest a bunch of headcannons for the Sparda Brothers™ with a reader insecure with her small chest? I love your writing

sparda twins with an insecure!reader 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

dante (dmc) x reader, vergil (dmc) x reader

┊ ˚➶ notes ｡˚ 🎼

do you guys ever think that sharks ever get a nasty tasting fish and then they’re all like ‘oh that fish was gross’

┊ ˚➶ warnings ｡˚ 🎼

some suggestive/nsfw themes in both of their parts, lmk if i missed anything!! 💕

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓓ANTE — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ regardless of what anybody says, DANTE loves everybody!!

❥ if he catches you looking in the mirror nitpicking at yourself, he’ll just pull you away and into him. his embrace will last as long as you need.

❥ dante doesn’t mind if you have a smaller chest. you could have a big chest or no chest, you could be thin or thick or a whole ass other species.

❥ beauty is subjective, dante reminds you.

❥ and it is!! beauty is in the eye of the beholder. you could be the most beautiful person to your partner and someone else would think differently, we are all beautiful in our own way!!1!1!!

❥ dante will assure you that you’re perfect the way you are and he couldn’t care less (in a caring way) what you look like, he still thinks you’re hot either way 🤷‍♀️

❥ if this man can pay his bills, he might take you shopping for clothes that might make you ease up on your insecurities. only if you want, though.

❥ (suggestive!!) if dante catches you mentioning and self deprecating about your chest, he’ll start paying more attention to it when you guys have sex. he’ll usually initiate body worship in the bedroom but he’ll make sure to give your chest some extra love, regardless on if you have breasts or not.

❥ (suggestive??) careful though, dante has some teeth. your chest will literally be littered with marks 😭

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓥ERGIL — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ VERGIL’s much more blunt about confronting your insecurities. with a cock of his head and a furrowed brow, he asks a ton of questions.

❥ he just doesn’t get how you’re insecure about it? if you know he loves you, why are you so worried about it?

❥ if you explain it to him some more, i think he’ll understand it enough to start asking what he can do to help.

❥ he’s more curt about it, so it might come off a little rough. it almost sounds dismissive as he tells you that he doesn’t care about looks at all, but he means well.

❥ guys leave him alone his mom died and he spent a lot of his time in hell okay

❥ (suggestive!!) won’t mind if you wanna leave your shirt on during sex, but will slowly start to ease you out of these habits with the sweet whispers that fall from his lips.

❥ (suggestive!!) vergil takes his time in the bedroom anyways. he doesn’t fuck, he makes love. he cherishes those intimate moments between you two, sexually or not. there’s no need to rush things.

❥ (suggestive!!) and he is such a tease. he’ll leave you waiting all day, he’ll even initiate these moments more to make you feel sexier, and then finally at night when you two are in the comfort of your bedroom, he strikes.

❥ (suggestive!!) like dante, he’ll worship your chest and upper torso area more, whether you have breasts or not. albeit he’s less rushed than dante.

[kitsunefox1108]

How would Vergil and Dante react to a reader with a extremely sensitive body? like, they blush so easily by the way they touch the reader and perhaps may lead to sexy times? ;)

SPARDA BROTHERS X READER

Vergil

He himself has not been so close to someone for a long time. And at first, the concept of hugs and stuff was very difficult for him.

But seeing you embarrassed and talking about how incredibly sensitive you are… was that so.. amusing to him? and to some extent even aroused. He smirked slightly as he stroked your head.

Sexually, it will really backfire on you. But not as seriously as in the case of Dante.

He will nibble on your sensitive spots, kiss you where you blush the most, and generally like to watch your reaction. Just don't you dare try it on him…for your own safety(

Dante

oh, this bastard just loves it.

It's nice to come back from the hard work of killing demons, bathe in the blood and stuff, and come to you, caressing and hugging all the time.

And listen to you sigh in embarrassment at your sensitivity.

Dante loves to blow into your ear and rub your cheeks with his fingers. You seem to purr at his touch, and he likes it.

sexually, he just loves to use it.

Often makes you cunnilingus, because hearing your loud moans and talking about how it is really sensitive to you.. like a treat to his ears.

Therefore, during the night, he can bring you to several orgasms, from which you are already just lying helplessly on the bed.

[leonw4nter]

what if... i happened to write out of boredom during math class... and i finished a devil may cry fic... and posted it on ao3... and i wanted to let people know because to not be a spardacest writer in ao3 is rare... and i know people like me are struggling to look for normal fluffy fics... so i took it upon myself... and you happen to want the link 🥺👉👈 ? click me if you're: 1. interested 2. into vergil sparda (yet another old man) 3. interested

you don't have to read if you don't want to im just self promoting tho it feels kinda embarassing but i gotta let the people know 😭🙏 aight im off to club bed starring dj blanky and mc pillow

[actuallysaiyan]

The Letter(V/Vergil x Fem!Reader)

Word count: 2,207 Warnings: Fluff, angst, general smuttiness, technically the loss of a loved one, sadness, unprotected sex, passionate love making, creampie, the usual suspects you can expect from this blog. Pairings: V/Vergil x Fem!Reader Summary: Reader fell head over heels for V, but when their time is cut short, she can't handle not being able to see him. Things seemingly gets worse when she finds the most beautiful letter addressed to her from V, and with it, she confronts Vergil. A/N: The letter in question is this beautiful work, by @bluedynasty23, and I was so very much inspired by their amazing words. That letter from V is just so bittersweet and beautiful. And thanks to @beneathstarryskies, who gave me the idea for this fic actually, this piece of content was born! Thanks for all the inspiration! Also, side note, but We Close Our Eyes by Oingo Boingo goes very welly with this fic ;)

You’ve been through so much with him in the short time here. It almost killed you inside when you realized you’d never see him again. You had fallen so hard for him despite being almost complete opposites. But that fact only made you only love him so much more. He was everything to you. The way he so easily charmed his way into your heart, his poetic words which always sparked a flame deep within you. You knew he was always hiding something from you, but you wanted to ignore these little secrets. The little secrets that were actually so big, they tried to swallow you whole.

It was weeks later, when you were cleaning up your room, that you found his letter. Those sweet poetic words on the lined paper…you swore, you could hear them being spoken by your beloved. You broke down and cried when you read his words of love. Your heart longed for him, and you ached so deep inside of you. 

Despite knowing it wouldn’t quite be the same, you tried desperately to get to know Vergil. But he had been so cold and so distant with you. It hurt so much. Though you knew the man you loved so dearly was somewhere inside of Vergil, you could never see it. It wasn’t the same.

It was Dante who tried to reassure you, but it was more difficult to get over this than you first thought. Vergil wasn’t what you thought he’d be. Sometimes, you wondered if he even had any of V’s memories. You’d blush when you realized that if he did have those memories, he would have known about the intimate moments you spent with V. But Vergil never let on that he knew anything. He spent most of his time ignoring you or giving you the cold shoulder.

This letter proved to be too much. It was the straw that broke the camel’s back. You needed to know, even if you recognized how impossible it would be, that you might see him again. It was a slim chance, for sure. You needed to hear someone tell you. You needed to hear the actual words from his damn mouth. 

You make your way to Devil May Cry, letter in hand. Vergil sits on the sofa, book in hand. You are reminded of your poetic lover immediately. Slowly, you walk up to him. Your heart is in your throat at this point. Something about this man was so much more intimidating than you’d like to admit. He made you feel a certain way, but you couldn’t really put your finger on it. It was something new, something exciting.

“I…need to talk to you.” You manage to stutter. 

Vergil looks up at you, and you swear you see love in his eyes when your eyes lock. You blush, looking down at your feet, but you pass him the letter. You don’t know what else to do. He’s confused at first, but then he reads it thoroughly. His eyes scan the lined paper, reading every word. Then, his eyes fall back to yours. Vergil isn’t sure how to respond. You look so sad with tears in your eyes. He has a flash of some of V’s memories and it hurts him.

“Maybe you think I’m foolish,” you finally break the silence. “I need to know if I’m ever going to see him again.”

You try your best to stifle your crying, but Vergil feels your sadness deep inside of him. He’s grown to love you through V’s memories and just getting to know you casually. He knows he’s not the easiest person to get along with, and all the pushing away he’s done to you was to protect you from getting your heart broken. You remind him of a happier time in his life. When he doesn’t actually answer you, you scoff softly.

“Answer me. Tell me I’ll never see him again. Break my fucking heart, Vergil.”

Vergil stutters and he’s at a loss for words. How can he tell you the truth? How can he even begin to explain? He moves a few steps closer to you, but you put your hand out to stop him.

“I love him. I love him so fucking much. You wouldn’t even understand,” you try to walk away, but you feel his cold grip on your wrist. It’s gentle, and he tugs you closer to him.

With your head now on his chest, you begin to sob. Fat tears roll down your cheeks as you cry. Vergil struggles with how to console you, so he decides only to hold you. Every little breath and sniffle makes his heart ache. He hates to see you like this. He knows he should have done better.

“No…”

“God dammit! Is that all you have to say to me?” You finally look up at him, and this is what makes him snap.

He presses his lips to yours in a passionate kiss. All the emotions that had built up between the two of you finally bubbled up. Vergil couldn’t hold it in any longer. Those long nights alone in his room with V’s memories, he saw everything. Every little kiss, every little touch. He could hear those damn words you shared. And of course, he knew about those intimate moments. Vergil craved you so much, he wanted you so badly.

“Why does that matter anymore, sparrow? I’m…I’m right here. He’s me. I’m him.”

You can’t help but gasp. Your eyes are wide and filled with tears. It was true. He was that same man you fell for. Though it was different in so many ways, it still was the same man. You nuzzled your face in his chest, another soft sob falling from your lips.

“You won’t see him again, but that’s only because it’s me. It’s always been me, sparrow.”

He softly presses his hand on your back, rubbing so soothingly. Vergil has never shown you affection like this, but you knew that the words he spoke were true. They weren’t lies. They weren’t the words of Dante who tiptoed around the touchy subject. They were the actual truth.

“Vergil…” You whine, unsure of how to respond. He cups your cheek, and you look up into those beautiful eyes.

“I tried to fight it at first, thinking it wasn’t fair to you, but I couldn’t. I’ve fallen for you. You have no idea how much I love you,”

“B-but,” and he only silences your concerns with another sweet kiss. This time, his tongue slides into your mouth.

Your heart races in your chest as you try to come to terms with what’s going on. Your mind is screaming for you to stop, but you want to keep this going on so desperately. You fully submit yourself to this kiss, your hands reaching up to touch him anywhere you can reach.

Without another word, he picks you up and carries you to his room. You stay cradled in his arms until he sets you gently down on the bed. You want to say something, but you can’t even think of something to say right now. His lips are on yours, making your head spin.

“I’ve missed you, darling. I know this may be different from what you are used to, but I promise I’ll show you the love you deserve.”

His words send chills down your spine. You shudder in his arms and he smiles shyly. It will be new in a way. You know that he won’t have the tattoos. He’s even bigger than your poetic lover, but there is some familiarity there. You can sense that need and urgency that V used to have for you. Like it was your last moment together.

“I love you,” you finally confess. You know maybe it’s wrong to say it to Vergil, but it was the truth. You loved the humanity in him, so you knew you could love the other side of him.

“I feel the same,” he whispers; another kiss pressed to your lips.

The two of you frantically begin undressing each other, trying so hard to touch each other so wantonly. His hands were rough but they still felt so good on your skin.

You blush when you realize that this is the first time that Vergil sees you naked and you see him naked. You know he’s technically seen you naked in a way, but this is different. He smirks when he sees you checking him out. You bite your lip, and he’s chuckling.

“I know it’s not what you’re expecting.”

Your mouth waters when you see his large member. His cock that stands erect, leaking precum. It’s on display for you, sending jolts of arousal coursing through you.

He presses you against the mattress, kissing you desperately and hungrily now. It’s like a different man is in this bed with you. You have no complaints. All of this is driving you crazy. You know you can find that comfort within Vergil.

“Do you want me?” he asks, his hand trailing down to your thighs. He presses it on your mound, then his fingers ghost on your wet folds.

“Yes, I do. I need you.”

“That’s my girl.” These words confirm it for you. You know it’s your lover. It’s truly him.

Tears well up in your eyes again, and Vergil wipes them away. He takes his time with his fingers, rubbing them up and down your wet slick. He doesn’t remember the last time he has felt this aroused. But he knows that he’s felt this way with you before; no, not him…but,

“Please, Vergil. Don’t tease me.” You plead, and he swallows hard. Those sweet words are too good.

“I won’t tease you,” his fingers slip into you with ease, making you cling to his arm.

It felt different, but oh so similar. It was hard to explain and you could barely wrap your brain around it. Those thoughts are swiftly pushed away when you feel him curling his fingers deep inside of you.

“O-oh…” you bite your lip again, your eyes fluttering shut. He cups your chin and makes you look into his eyes.

“Look at me, sparrow. Please, look at me,”  It’s hypnotic. You can’t look away now.

No matter how embarrassed you might be about looking into his eyes while he fucks you with his fingers to that intense orgasm, you could never shut your eyes to such sweet pleading.

Vergil finds himself feeling so proud that he still knows all those sweet spots inside of you. His thumb swipes against your swollen clit in just the way he knows you love it. Your sweet whines get captured in those heated kisses.

“Cum for me, sparrow. Let go for me,”

The coil in your stomach snaps and you cling to him, desperate for this sweet release. You whine and whimper his name as you shake and shudder in his arms. Your juices soak his fingers as your walls clench around them.

It’s only when you’re trying to push him away that he stops his movements. He lays you down completely on the bed, and slots himself between your thighs. Vergil grasps his cock, rubbing the head between your folds. He knows he has no chance in hell to last long, but that doesn’t matter to him anymore.

“I love you so much, sparrow. I’m going to protect you and keep you safe. I’ll be yours forever,”

“I love you so much, Vergil.”

He pushes into you, making the two of you gasp at the sudden intense pleasure. Slowly, more and more of him slips into you until he is balls deep inside of you. You’re both panting as the pleasure grows and leaves you both so dizzy with lust.

“You feel so good,” he whines. His large hands cup your thighs and he guides you to wrap your legs around him.

“You do too,”

Vergil begins a slow and deep pace, making sure to reach all those spots that leave you reeling. Your hands caress his back, then go down to cup his ass to pull him even closer. He moans loudly, his head resting on your chest as he fucks you a little harder.

“I won’t last long,” he confesses, his eyes shut tight. His cheeks burn as he realizes how stupid that was.

“It’s okay. Let go for me, my love.”

That’s all it takes for him to come undone. It’s so beautiful to see him in the throes of pleasure and passion like this. You coo the sweetest words of love for him as he pumps shot after shot of his thick, hot cum into you. He shudders as the last wave hits him, and he slumps on top of you.

Your fingers run through his hair, and you kiss the top of his head. You feel his lips latching onto one of your nipples, and you smile softly.

“I’m so happy that I got to love him, because it led me to you.”

A soft whimper falls from his lips, “I’m happy too, sparrow. You have no idea.”

And from now on, you know that you’ll see him again. Because he’s always right there in front of you.

[kumakooo]

I'm just learn how to draw muscle…soo I tried it on my bois hehehe

[bergilandbante]

(clip from a dmc panel around 2011)

dan giving us a demonstration of vergil's flirting skills (sound on)

[angelltheninth]

DMC Men Getting Sucked Off

Pairing: Dante, Virgil, Nero, V x Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, blowjob, encouragement, cum swallowing, rough oral sex, throatfucking

A/N: Don't know why I felt like writing them today but yeah.

DANTE

Very relaxed and often sitting on the couch when you're sucking him off. He will have both his arms laid back against the couch, maybe some music in the background as well, his fingers tapping lightly along with the rhythm. You'll have to be really loud if you want him to hear you choking on his cock, you'll have to keep moaning, talking against it and telling how good he tastes to you, or else he might think you don't like what you're doing to him.

VIRGIL

Doesn't let you suck him off that often, he doesn't have the time to let you have your way whenever you want. It's a very rare treat for you, so you always make the absolute most of it. You can't get him to come fast enough, he's resisting it, teasing you, letting you think you have him where you want him when in fact it's so easy for him to turn the tables on you and start fucking your mouth just like he wanted from the moment you got on your knees. You wanted this remember? So now you have other choice but to swallow every last drop of his cum.

NERO

He can't last that long when your mouth is on his dick. He has stamina everywhere else but not in this one area, so the way he asks you to blow him is by telling you to help him out with his stamina problem. Of course you know that's he's just being shy about it and wants to feel your warm mouth and tongue on his dick while he runs his hand through your hair and occasionally grabs some of it in his fist. Although usually not that vocal you're able to change that for him very easily with just a few bobs of your head and moans of your own.

V

Barely able to keep his hands to himself when you're sucking on his dick. He is an extremely whimpery person in private with you, which is nice for you, that you get to reduce him to a complete mess of a man. Isn't shy about what he likes or how he likes it, and if he has enough energy, or is pent up enough he will throatfuck you until you have trouble talking afterwards. This isn't something that happens often because you always seem to know when he needs your mouth on his dick. Still it doesn't hurt to have him ask, just for you to see that rare cute side of him.

[ollieolliewrld]

DMC Men in Bed (NSFW)(afab!reader)

A brief take on what the Sparda men are like in bed~

*CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT 18+*

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Dante

☾ He is a very playful lover

☾ With a sex drive as high as his you will be pushed to your limits

☾ While he is a giver all of the pleasure given to you comes with teasing 

☾ Adores seeing you mindlessly drunk on pleasure

☾ He is never pleased with just one orgasm out of you

☾ Dante craves more from you having you on his cock on the brink of tears 

☾ Watching as you try to squirm away from his thumb circling your clit

☾ “Don’t run from it, Baby”

☾ Loves to have your leg on his shoulder as he fucks you

☾ He wants to see the look on your face when he thrusts his full length inside of you

☾ Will ask you questions knowing that you are unable to answer

☾ “How does that feel, Princess? Do you know how good you feel around me?”

☾ The messier you get the better

☾ If he can’t cum inside of you he will be cumming on your tits

☾ He would take a picture of you if he could and keep it with him

☾ Dante thinks you look so cute covered in his cum, your thighs slick with your juices 

☾ Just when you think he’s done he will pull one last orgasm from you

☾ “You can take it, show me you can”

☾ As you lay there out of breath and mindless he takes the time to engrave this image in his head, each time better than the last

☾ He will always clean you up afterward, making sure you know that you are cared for 

☾ Then he pulls you to his chest stroking your hair and whispering to you until you drift off to sleep

Vergil

☾ His dominance in bed ranges from slow and controlled to making it so he will be helping you walk the next day

☾ No matter what Vergil is a vocal lover

☾ Very big on praise as he has your face buried in a pillow, his hands on your hips as he thrusts into you you’ll hear

☾ “You’re so pretty like this”

☾ He flips you over and slides back into you placing a hand on your throat

☾ “Keep your eyes on me or I’ll stop”

☾ Gets drunk on the sounds that you make 

☾ The surprised gasp you let out as he places a slap on your ass 

☾ The moans you illicit when he takes your breasts into his hands 

☾ “Say my name”

☾ Will fuck you until all you can say is his name like a mantra

☾ Rough sex is his favorite, having his hand pulling at the roots of your hair bringing your back against his chest so he can speak directly into your ear

☾ “Look at you taking my cock so well, my little slut”

☾ He takes his time with sex wanting to feel every part of you

☾ As rough as he gets with you Vergil takes his time to kiss over the marks he has left on you

☾ Sex to him is sacred and carries meaning, he uses it as a way to show you his feelings for you allowing himself to be fully vulnerable with you

☾ Breeding kink, seeing his cum leaking out of you drives him feral

☾ He loves to watch it slowly dripping out and then fuck it back into you with his thick fingers

Nero

☾ This sweet boy doesn’t have much experience yet

☾ At first, he is a bit timid but is eager to learn 

☾ It starts off with him wanting to finger you 

☾ Taking it slow Nero works his way along your body learning where to touch, the sounds you make, what makes your back arch

☾ The first time you have sex you get on top of him rolling your hips experimentally 

☾ He holds his hands on your hips watching where your bodies meet desperately trying to control his hips as you ride him

☾ Nero does not talk much as he is too focused on how he feels and making sure that he is doing what you like 

☾ Switches between whimpers when you are on top and small grunts when he is thrusting into you 

☾ But he likes to move you around, picking you up from off his lap and walking you over to a wall holding you up as he thrusts into you 

☾ Loves to use his strength in the bedroom, no matter what size you are he will be moving you with ease 

☾ Gets easily egged on by your voice, hearing you moan signals him to go harder 

☾ Doesn’t mind you being in control at first but he becomes more dominant as time goes on

☾ As his confidence rises Nero starts to take more control putting you into different positions 

☾ Cannot control himself while you go down on him

☾ Grabbing at your hair and bucking his hips 

☾ When he sees you swallow his cum it unlocks a new kink for him as he pulls you up to kiss him

Author's note: Very open to any comments, recommendations, or criticism!! I don't write a lot of NSFW pieces so let me know how I can Improve <3<3

[mannequinreligi0n]

How The DMC Boys Eat Out

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WARNINGS: NSFW! - oral (female receiving)

WORD COUNT: ~150 per person

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DANTE

Dante’s a busy man but what does he always make time for? Dessert. Though it’s not often you get dedicated alone time, Dante has made it a habit to at least reward you for sticking by his side as often as possible. This usually has you seated atop his desk, hands grasping at bills and work permits, as he sits before you in his beaten leather chair. Hungry and eager, he’ll kitten-lick at your hole ensuring that he’s tasting every single drop of arousal that leaks out. Dante’s a pleaser at heart, meaning he’ll go til his jaw locks or you yank him off of you. But until that point, he’ll make sure to mutter praise and sweet nothings in your heat, making you twitch and squirm. When he’s not holding your hips down, he’ll switch off between pumping digits or his tongue into you, knowing the right combination to make anyone unlucky enough to be at the agency hear you cry out his name til you lose all capability of intelligent speak.

“So wet - just for me, sugarplum. M’gonna make sure you can’t walk after this.”

VERGIL

Unlike his twin, Vergil appreciates more calculated encounters, rather than spontaneous ones. Ambience is very important to him; he’ll make sure that everything leading up to the moment is just right. Candles, wine, and soft sonatas playing in the background - all leading up to get you seated above him, thighs nearly squeezing his head into the mattress. The crude act of face-sitting is made into a poetic one when Vergil is under you. Methodical tongue movements and cherry lips sucking the life out of you make your hands grip the headboard with unbeknownst strength. Calloused hands will knead into your hips, thumbs rubbing soothing circles in an attempt to calm your jolting above him. Vergil has spent years mastering the art of patience and playing the long-game. He’ll make sure to draw out every single second til your legs give out. Aftercare is a biggie for him, holding you to his chest and praising your behavior to calm your pounding heart.

“Don’t mock me, little one. When I say sit, I mean sit.”

NERO

Nero is the happy-medium of the trio. Whether it’s quickies in the van or the good ol’ ‘wined and dined’, he’ll make sure that you are his number one priority. If there’s one thing Nero loves, though, it’s getting to stay in bed with you on his day off. Tired kisses and slow petting will eventually lead to Nero disappearing under the covers to take post between your legs. Inside the cocoon of blankets, Nero will lazily drag his fingers over your sensitive folds before anchoring his mouth to your bud. Gentle flicks of his tongue timing to the pump of his two fingers buried in you to the knuckle. Intermittently, his mouth will detach from you and trail kisses along your inner thighs and navel, whispering how good you taste and how much he loves you. He won’t emerge from his hideout until you’ve came - peeking out of the covers to kiss you sweetly, the taste of yourself prominent on his lips.

“There you go, let it out. You’re doing so good for me, sweetheart.”

[ransprang]

BFF's Dad (Vergil x Reader)

It was a typical sunny day in Red Grave City, and you were hanging out with your best friend, Nero. You two had been inseparable ever since you met during a demon hunting mission a few years ago. Nero had become like a brother to you, always there to support and protect you. Little did you know that these innocent feelings would soon be tested.

As days turned into weeks, you began to notice a change in Nero's behavior. He seemed distant at times, lost in thought. One day, as you both sat on the rooftop of Devil May Cry, overlooking the city, Nero finally broke the silence.

"Y/N, there's something I need to tell you," he said, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

You turned to face him, curiosity piqued. "What's on your mind, Nero?"

He took a deep breath, his blue eyes searching yours. "I... I think I'm falling for you, Y/N."

Your heart skipped a beat, and a mix of surprise and confusion washed over you. "Nero, I... I didn't expect this."

Nero's shoulders slumped slightly, his voice laced with disappointment. "I'm sorry if it's too sudden. I just couldn't keep these feelings to myself any longer."

Before you could respond, a familiar voice interrupted the moment. "What's going on here?"

Both you and Nero turned to see Vergil standing at the rooftop entrance, his piercing gaze fixed on the scene before him. Panic rushed through you, realizing the situation you found yourselves in.

"Vergil!" you exclaimed, trying to regain your composure. "This isn't what it looks like."

Vergil's expression remained stoic, but his eyes betrayed a flicker of concern. "Explain, both of you."

Taking a deep breath, you began to recount the truth. You revealed your secret relationship with Vergil, how you had met during a mission, and the challenges of maintaining your connection while keeping it hidden from others.

Nero listened in silence, a mix of shock and hurt etched across his face. As you finished speaking, you could feel the weight of the revelation settling upon all of you.

Time seemed to stretch as silence enveloped the rooftop. Finally, Vergil spoke, his voice calm yet filled with regret. "Nero, I understand your feelings, but Y/N and I have been in a relationship for a while now. I apologize for not revealing it sooner."

Nero's fists clenched as he struggled to process the information. "Why didn't you tell me? We're like family, Y/N. And not to mention you’re…younger than me!"

Tears welled up in your eyes as you reached out to Nero, your voice trembling with sincerity. "I never wanted to hurt you, Nero. I hope you can understand why we kept it a secret. Our love was born out of circumstances, and we didn't want it to affect our friendship or cause any complications."

Nero's anger softened as he saw the tears in your eyes. He sighed, his expression a mix of resignation and acceptance. "I guess I can't blame you. But it still hurts, and feels very weird you know."

Vergil stepped forward, his gaze fixed on Nero. "You will always be my son, Nero. Our bond is unbreakable, regardless of any romantic entanglements. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive us." Nero shot his father a disgusted hurt look and stormed off.

Months passed, and the wounds began to heal. Nero, Y/N, and Vergil slowly rebuilt their friendship, acknowledging the complexities of their intertwined relationships. Nero eventually found solace in a blossoming connection with someone new, realizing that love could come from unexpected places.

As for you and Vergil, you continued to navigate the challenges of your secret relationship. Each stolen moment together became more precious, and the love between you grew stronger.

[beneathstarryskies]

For @actuallysaiyan because you're my bestie and deserve the world! ❤️

A/N: Just some soft/fluffy drabbles for Dante, Vergil, Nero, and Sparada x reader

Warnings: lots and lots of fluff, slight angst, mentions of pregnancy in Sparda's drabble, suggestive themes but nothing explicit, fem!reader

Dante

The setting sun lowers against the horizon. The bedroom slowly grows darker and darker. The passing time doesn’t bother you because right now you’re suspended in the most loving moment you can imagine. It wasn’t difficult for you to talk Dante into sharing a lazy day spent mostly in bed with you. He didn’t have any pending missions today, and the one time the phone rang he blissfully ignored it in favor of pressing the sweetest kisses on every inch of your exposed thighs, enjoying the trembling muscles and the soft gasps that left you every time he inched closer to where you needed him most. 

Now, as the sun goes down, he’s hovering over you. Your hands card through his messy white hair, and you admire the way the evening sun reflects on his snowy eyelashes. The blue of his eyes shines even brighter in this light. His lips curl into a mischievous smirk when he notices the softness of your features as you look up at him. 

“You like what you see, sweetheart?” he asks. 

“So much,” you giggle. “You’re beautiful, Dante.” 

He turns his head, the thick curtain of hair concealing the blush on his cheeks. This gives him time to seek solace in the soft curve of your neck, and he takes the chance to kiss your skin softly to make it seem like this was his intention all along. You massage his neck and shoulders, and all the while you can hear him purring softly. Finally, he looks at you again. 

“Baby, can I make love to you?”

You’re surprised he’s only just now asking. His body is burning to finally make love to you. All day long, you’ve been caught in this haze together. You turn each other on over and over, but neither wanted to break the spell by suggesting you finally take him inside of you. 

“Please, baby,” you kiss him softly. “I want you.” 

Dante lines himself up at your entrance. He takes his time teasing you both by prodding your hole with his leaking cockhead. As he slips into you, inch by inch, you’re both panting and gasping over how good it feels. Your walls just open up to him with such ease. You can tell by the slow roll of his hips, that Dante doesn’t intend on rushing things at all. You spent all day laying around together, touching each other, and kissing. Now, he’s quite happy to make love to you all night long. 

Vergil

You’re happily seated on Vergil’s lap. One of his arms is wrapped securely around your waist and the other is holding his book open as he reads to you. The poetry falls from his lips like honey. As he turns the page, he kisses your temple softly. You’d found him sitting in here reading happily by the window. You’d slipped into his lap, and he was so enraptured by his reading that he’d barely noticed. His arm went around you almost by instinct, and he continued reading. It wasn’t until you’d looked up at him with your wide eyes and a sweet smile, and asked oh so nicely for it, that he began reading to you. Hours have passed now, with him reading quiet, romantic poetry to you. Your eyes are heavy and you let out a soft yawn. 

“Do you need a break, sparrow?” he asks softly. 

“No, keep going,” you smile up at him.

“As you wish,” he kisses your forehead softly. 

He starts a new poem, and you’re hanging on as long as you can. Vergil holds onto you a little tighter as your body goes weak against him. He’s barely made it to the third stanza when he realizes you’ve fallen asleep. He chuckles softly at the sight of you sleeping in his arms.

“I suppose that wasn’t one of your favorites,” he quips to himself. 

He closes the book and sets it on the small side table. He lets you sleep on him for a little while, then gently carries you to your shared bedroom. He lays you down on the bed and kisses your forehead before tucking you in. 

When you wake up hours later, you pout at the prospect of being alone in bed. You get up and wrap yourself up in a blanket. You can vaguely smell something cooking in the kitchen. As you walk in, you’re greeted by the sight of Vergil wearing the light blue apron you’d playfully bought him that says “Kiss the Cook” on the front. He has a cookbook open and propped up on some cans. You realize he’s trying to make your favorite dish. 

Nero

Nero has been away from home much longer than either of you would’ve liked for him to be. Finally, one morning, he makes the phone call you’ve been waiting for. He tells you he’s on his way home, only interrupting once to tell Nico to “can it” as she teases him for how soft he is for you. He’ll be home by the end of the day. You decide to call in to work so you can be home when he arrives, then you set about making all kinds of preparations. Starting with making him a cake, chocolate with raspberry swirl. You put a roast chicken in the oven and put a bottle of wine in the fridge to chill. Then, as it gets closer to time for him to arrive, you take a long shower and slip into his favorite of your silky nighties and a long robe. You put on a bit of makeup to look your best for him. 

However, you wait and wait for him. The chicken gets done, and you don’t even know if you should bother waiting for the sides. With a sad sigh, you wrap up all the food and put it away. You make yourself a sandwich and munch it down before going to bed. 

It’s past midnight when the front door opens. Nero is sheepish as he walks into the living room, expecting you to be worriedly waiting in the living room Instead, there’s no sight of you. He goes to the kitchen and sees the table all set for a romantic dinner that didn’t happen, and his heart drops. 

He goes upstairs and sees you sleeping peacefully in the bed you share. As quietly as he can manage, he undresses before sliding into the bed beside you. He’d tried to tell himself he wouldn’t wake you, but now that you’re in reach he’s not sure he can resist. He wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you closer to him. You feel his lips against your shoulder as you begin to stir awake. 

“Baby?” you ask softly. 

“It’s me, angel. I’m sorry I was so late,” he cuddles against you, pressing his face against your neck. “The van broke down and we were fixing it.” 

“Oh! Baby,” you roll over in his arms and begin kissing him so sweetly. Nero just melts into your soft touch. You cup his cheek, “I’m so sorry, baby.” 

“I’m home now, angel. That’s all that matters.” 

Sparda

Your eyes are wide as you take in every detail of the vast castle. Sparda’s large hand envelops yours completely as he gives you the grand tour. Sparda can’t remember the last time he invited someone here, although he guesses that’s to be expected. It’s been centuries since he stayed at the Fortuna castle last. After his sons found him in the underworld, he came to this place. He wasn’t sure what he expected to find in Fortuna. Perhaps just a peaceful place to die if nothing else. Instead he found you. You’d begun by delivering him supplies. One rainy day, he’d invited you inside to warm yourself up by the fire in the large entrance hall. He’d served you tea and cookies, and found himself genuinely enjoying your company. As time went on, he invited you in more and more often when you stopped by for your deliveries. Like most on the island, you’d been raised to view him as a god. However, you’d quickly moved past that when you realized how much you enjoyed his company. 

A little at a time, the Dark Knight began to fall in love with you. You shared his feelings in abundance. When the time came for him to invite you to move into the castle with him, he’d felt quite nervous about the whole ordeal. You’d accepted with a kind smile and a sweet kiss. Love was in the air. Today he was giving you the tour, and tomorrow you would call this castle home. 

He walked you through the vast libraries and gallery halls. Then, he walked you into the residence halls. He showed you the master bedroom first, then the nearby guest rooms. They were furnished so beautifully, but the emptiness of them hit your heart with sadness. 

“We can find uses for them,” he says as he leans down to kiss your cheek. 

“Maybe we could turn one into a nursery?” you suggest with a playful wink. 

For a moment, Sparda is truly flabbergasted. His eyes widen as he stares down at you, trying to piece together if you’re serious or not. He hadn’t considered having more children. Would he only let them down the way he did Dante and Vergil? You cuddle against him and giggle. 

“Only when we’re ready, of course?” 

“So,” he smirks, “You truly wish to carry my child?” 

“Of course!” 

He hoists you up in his arms and begins to carry you towards the master bedroom once more. 

“There’s no harm in trying,” he says. 

[myvampyrez]

hi, can i request how dante and vergil would act after having an argument with reader? thanks!

sparda twins after an argument 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

dante x reader, vergil x reader

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i hope you guys remember that i’m a ffvii AND a devil may cry acc, don’t be afraid to request for dmc 😭😭

┊ ˚➶ warnings ｡˚ 🎼

intended lowercase, one spoiler for vergils lore (?), arguments ofc, lmk if i missed anything!!

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓓ANTE — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ i can’t see you and dante getting into arguments often. the only things that would lead to a fight is dante being concerned about getting you involved in his work (if you’re a devil hunter), or you worrying about how he’s too nonchalant when he eventually does get injured.

❥ even then though, he makes sure to not say things he doesn’t mean. but even after an argument, it’s like he replays it back in his head when he’s alone, thinking of every word and if it actually did offend you or not.

❥ in the case that it’s a lower to moderate argument— dante’s so fuckin goofy, he’s the type to still kiss your cheek to wake you up and make you terribly cooked breakfast to see if you’ll forgive him. up to you whether or not you do but he’d try to spoil you with whatever money he has. i’d suggest coaxing him to use that money to pay the bills instead 😭

❥ but if it was a big argument, i think it’d be pretty silent for a while. i can see dante apologizing first depending on how old he is (what game it’s set in). the younger he is, the more emotionally inept he’ll be.

❥ in the case that it’s older dante, he’ll give you an apology although he doesn’t expect you to forgive him, he just wants you to know he’s sorry.

❥ regardless of his age though, dante will leave you be until you come to him saying that you feel better. there’s no point in chasing after someone who needs space. if you cup a wild bird in your hands, the only thing it wants to do is escape.

❥ i see dante as pretty decent when talking it out though, he just wants nothing more than for the silent treatment to just simmer down so that when you’re both feeling calm and okay, you can talk it out reasonably. and the make-up sex is even more awesome.

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓥ERGIL — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ as stated before in my previous hcs for vergil, he is a silent lover!! no difference whether he’s calm or angry, he silently brews. i cant see vergil getting into arguments much either, but the only difference between him and dante is that vergil brushes the topics off unless it comes to you.

❥ for instance, you get hurt? he doesn’t play lmao

❥ he might be a little harsh but considering he spent a lot of his time in hell, his social cues are kinda off. he never yells at you, but it lowkey hurts when he’s like a mom who can’t show she’s mad in public as he’s whisper yelling about how you’re not supposed to be so careless.

❥ vergil never yells, always talking lowly in that precise tone of his. however, he’s just so calculated with his words, making it more difficult when you try your attempts at a rebuttal. his sharp tongue would probably get him into trouble if you piss him off enough / if he super worried, though. might say something he’ll regret later.

❥ if it’s a small argument, he either acts like nothing happened or he overanalyzes it and overcompensates with his ‘apology’— which is sitting you down on the couch as he makes you feel like you’re in an intervention while you guys talk it out 😭

❥ if it’s a bigger argument, he’ll probably give you the silent treatment. he won’t talk about it and he won’t talk to you for a while, preferring his space over anything while he calms down.

❥ his pride stands in the way of him actually apologizing to you, especially if he recognizes the argument was his fault after a while. so you might have to be the one to confront him first.

[kitsunefox1108]

Can i request a vergil x reader headcanons with a little oneshot at the end , where the reader is basically nero's mom....y'know...basically vergil trying to bond with his family

Vergil is used to being alone, and when you entered his life, it changed too … drastically.

You are living proof that life can be less horrible and painful.

That's why Vergil allowed you, and only you, to enter his life.

However, what puzzled him was the way you looked at Nero.

It was evident that your eyebrows were furrowed, you were a little nervous and it seemed that you were aware of something … ________________________________________________

"What happened, my love?" brings you out of your thoughts Vergil, looking somewhat preoccupied. Realizing that he rarely shows his sincere concern, you looked back at him. "There's nothing to worry about, Vergil"

"I started noticing a long time ago that you are looking at Nero strangely. I understand that you may not really like the fact that he is my son, but .."

"It's not about that…" you quickly answer, slightly abruptly that you are already twitching. Vergil tilted his head to the side, looking inquiringly.

His gaze told you that you could not leave without answering his question. Then you took a deep breath and exhaled, after which you said:

"Nero is my son… I am Nero's mother, Vergil" you answer.

Vergil silently burned you with his eyes, but you understood that he was surprised and could not digest the information.

"… so.. You've been found, haven't you?.." whispers Vergil, squeezing your shoulder tightly.

"After so many years.. we are reunited again, Vergil."

[jellys-compendium]

Tying the Knot

A Vergil x f!Reader Oneshot

Rating: Explicit (18+ Only)

Summary: To many, Vergil's demonic form is frightening. But to you, it's just as adorable and endearing as the man that lies beneath. Cw: smut, fluff, tender sex, monster sex, knotting, cockwarming, stuffing, teasing, Vergil is touch starved but he will never admit it, Reader is mute, non-traditional 'marriage' proposal Word Count: 1'684 A/n: The saga of fluffy writing for Vergil continues.

The content purr thrumming in Vergil’s chest is so soothing. It’s deep and blissful, lulling your own body to relax and melt into the heat of his own.

Your hands gently caress over Vergil’s body, your soft pliant flesh tracing the jagged and unyielding plates that lie beneath. Vergil’s appearance in this form is formidable, even frightening. But the tender way in which he cradles you in his claws has you softly cooing his praises and pampering his chin and teeth with soft, little pink lipped kisses.

Each and every single one of Vergil’s movements is careful. They are calculated and precisely timed. The hide of his devilish body is strong and sharp in most places, and he knows that with one wrong move he can slice open your fragile flesh with ease. 

So, Vergil tempers the wanting. You can feel the itching burn of his hunger twitch beneath the muscles on his body. The passion and desire that swirls and swims through his veins is like an expertly crafted wine—potent and powerful. But Vergil’s will proves to be the victor. He won’t risk harming you in a fleeting moment of carnal lust. 

Still, that doesn’t mean that you’re impervious to impatience.

Gently wiggling your body beneath his, your pussy clenches, and you silently groan, drawing in breath as the engorged and throbbing knot inside you presses harder against your g-spot.

Vergil tenses, a warning little growl catches in his exhaled breath as his grip on your hips tightens.

“Be still.” His words are strained, but his tone is soft and gentle even with its demonic trill. 

You smile, a wordless “sorry” in your eyes as your lips press into a thin line. The giggle you try to suppress writhes in your chest, and Vergil feels it. If he could frown in this form, you imagine that he would.

“You’re laughing.” He accuses.

Being cradled by the pillow, you shake your head as best you can. But the voiceless dance of air that tumbles past your smiling lips betrays you.

 ‘Sorry.’ You sign. ‘Just a little impatient for the next round.’

Vergil sighs, and you hear shifting along the sheets. A gentle pressure circles around your waist, and you look down to see that the culprit is Vergil’s tail.

“Insatiable little succubus, aren’t you?”

You smile, pressing another little kiss to where you imagine his nose might be if he were in his human form.

‘Look who’s talking. It better not be the demon who’s locked his cock inside me for the third time tonight.’

Vergil snorts, rolling his glowing blue eyes at your response. You reach up to spoil him with more kisses all while running your hands over his wings, his back, his horns. Vergil’s hypnotic purring gets louder with each part of him you worship.

He really does love to be touched. By you, specifically. Every time your fingers seek him out, he’s always leaning his body towards yours. If the two of you are in the company of others it’s quite subtle, but the moment it's just you and him behind closed doors, it becomes so adorably obvious.

Like a cat, Vergil basks in the softness of your touch, arching against your fingers while pulling you deeper into his embrace. And while Vergil still does retain his stiff and standoffish demeanor most of the time (even with you), it’s tender little moments like this where you can peer behind the curtain and bask in the gentle warmth of his tender heart. He really is a big sensitive softy. With the soul of a poet to boot.

“Have you had your fun?” Vergil’s mouth opens and his long blue tongue slides out from between his sharp fangs to tenderly lap at your cheek.

Exhaling wistfully your own satisfaction, you nod.

‘I have. But I won’t object to one more round.’

Vergil’s amused chuckle fills the air as your brows wiggle. Your teasing fingers make their way down to the place where the two of you are connected. As you touch him, the comforting purr in Vergil’s chest intensifies—the vibrations traveling all the way down to where he has you knotted. 

Your jaw slacks as a spark of pleasure ignites a new fire in your core. With hips arching further up to grind yourself against him, you bite your lip before pulling your hand back to massage your neglected clit.

Vergil growls, eyes fixating on where your fingers toy. 

Then abruptly, the half-demon ends your play. With a heavy groan Vergil takes both your hands into his own, entwining your fingers as he brings them to his mouth, licking the remnants of both of your fluids from your digits.

His sigh of rapture sends another pang of heat flowing through you. And when Vergil looks at you, the demonic glow of his eyes holds within them all the tenderness in the world.

“You are so precious to me.”

Vergil’s words are so soft—whisper quiet—like they are a secret to the very air itself. But to you they may as well have been screamed in your ear. Your eyes widen and your heart nearly stops in your chest as Vergil looks down at you. There is the slightest tremor to his breaths now.

Then his hands release yours and using the words you had taught him, he clumsily signs.

‘Stay here with me.’

Then, he points to his heart.

You’re dumbfounded, staring at the half-demon above you with utter awe as your heart and mind tries to process what you had just seen. Vergil stares silently back at you, patient as he allows you to ponder your response. He never rushes you. He is never demanding of the beautiful words you craft into the air.

But you find yourself rushing at this moment. Rushing to tell him exactly how you feel. Neither you nor Vergil had been very good at communicating your feelings in life, but now —in this private little moment—it feels totally effortless.

Happy little tears spring in your eyes, and you smile, reaching up to wipe them away with one hand as you sign with the other.

‘Always.’

And Vergil purrs happily, leaning down to take you in his arms. You wrap him in your embrace too, pressing kisses to his face. But your pampering is cut short, as Vergil takes hold of your waist and shifts his hips away, slowly pulling and popping his knot out of you.

A pathetic little whine escapes your throat as Vergil pulls out. Losing the feeling of his hot cock throbbing inside you makes you feel so lonely and empty. 

“Shhh,” Vergil hushes, clawed fingers moving down to capture and cup your ass. You gasp as Vergil hoists you up, placing you prettily upright and in the crux of his lap, dangling you just above the glistening cock still covered in your arousal and his cum.

Gosh, he’s still so hard and throbbing like he hadn’t just spent the last ten minutes nestled deep inside you.

Lowering you down gently, the head of Vergil’s cock presses against your swollen folds, then strokes from your clit to your entrance. 

Your hands land upon his shoulders, steadying yourself as you sigh and peg him with a pleading look.

‘Please. Don’t tease me.’ You mouth.

Vergil nods, nestling his cockhead at your twitching entrance. He pauses for a heartbeat, then two, before he slowly slides you all the way down to his knot.

You gasp in pleasure as you’re filled anew, pressing your lips to his teeth as you melt into his arms. Vergil hums, snaking that long demonic tongue into your awaiting mouth with rapture—the only way the two of you can kiss while he is in this form.

You suck on his tongue, relishing in his taste and how he trembles as you clench your pussy around his cock. Coaxing him and milking him, grinding against him as you beg him with each sensual movement of your body.

And Vergil is more than eager to oblige.

The thrusting starts slow as Vergil eases himself in and out of your sopping pussy. There’s not an ounce of hurry in his movements. Instead, he frees his tongue from your mouth and moans—the demonic trill he releases sending shivers all along your skin as he savors every fleshy inch of your insides with his cock.

“So sweet,” Vergil softly pants. “No matter how many times…”

You want to tell him that you feel the same way, but your hands are currently busy gripping for dear life against his armored shoulders. So instead, you press a tender little kiss to his forehead, and Vergil understands.

The two of you writhe and thrust and pant, clutching one another with loving and desperate hands as Vergil pounds into your cunt. The wet slap of your skin against his and the desperate little breathless sounds from both of your mouths send the two of you into a frenzy. Rutting against the other as you both seek that blissful release.

It’s not long before you’re coming on Vergil’s cock, and he groans with pleasure, stilling as your pussy pulses and grips his monstrous girth like a vice.

“Let me knot you,” Vergil gasps, voice strained as he fights off his own climax. 

“Please.”

You nod desperately, tears of pleasure staining your lashes as you work yourself down on his knot, trying to take it yourself but knowing that you’ll need his help to do so.

And with one forceful push, Vergil stuffs his knot inside you, tearing a voiceless cry from your throat as you wrap your arms around his neck—both of your bodies quivering as Vergil fills you to the brim and then some.

Vergil moans softly as he succumbs to his own pleasure, holding you tight as he pumps you full of his cum. He wishes that he could stay right here, inside you and on this bed forever. But Vergil has lived long enough to know that such moments are fleeting, and to savour every second while he can.

He’ll treasure you—his little muse—until the day that he dies.

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