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This was based on a thread I saw being reposted here on Tumblr and I thought 'Why not? I love pathetic man'...Forgive me any mispellings, currently i have my left hand bandaged and it's a little hard to write.... @sentrybites this one is for you Kinga
Warnings: This story contains SMUT, P in V, Creampie, Dirty Talk, Kakashi being emotionally vulnerable, a little bit of ANGST, Choking, Raw Sex, a Breeding kink if you squint, Begging, Teasing, Oral (female receiving), Reader is a female Jounin and teacher at the academy, Kakashi's jealous for a moment, Insecure Kakashi, Sub!Kakashi, Dom!Reader, Fingering
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Kakashi Hatake was many things...
A Hokage
A Sensei
A Soldier
A Prodigy
Even a killer
Never a man, not that he even felt like one
He wasn't used to be wanted...Desired? Yes, he was by many man and woman only in lustfull ways
But desired, trully desired? As a person? As a man and not a killing machine? It's not something he never felt in his life
He was used to following commands and orders and now as a Hokage, he was the one calling the shots...Yet he never asked or begged in his life, it just wasn't on his nature
Or he thought it wasn't
After returning from a very tiring day at the Hokage Tower, all he wanted was to lay down and sleep like the dead...Maybe not just that but he was eager to return home and to the only person that was staying into his life
"Im home..." his tired voice ecoed as he entered the apartment and left his shoes by the door
There was food ready in the kitchen table, a little warm but no sigh of his partner...Kakashi lowered the mask and started to eat
The door opened and closed, he pulled the mask back up
"Oh, don't mind me" His partner said from the door
They were living together for two years now, to Kakashi it was hard to believe he had someone at home to comeback to...But even after two years together, all Kakashi did was kissing them over the mask and sex with the lights off
Never exposing his face
Never exposing the part of him that would be too vulnerable...What if they left? What if they died? Keeping them like this, loving but also at arms lenght was worth it?
"You know you don't have to hide it from me right?" Her sweet voice caressed his ears as she kissed his temple
Kakashi hummed in agreement, that made him feel bad about herself for a moment...His partner, his lover and the one he let be this close but at the same time he didn't. Gods, Kakashi hated himself sometimes
"How was your day?" He asked, trying to distract himself and shutting down the depreciative thoughts
"Eh, a little boring...The children at the academy do listen to me but they have some personality, Iruka helped me sort them into teams and he was very nice to them" The woman smiled and started eating some dinner, her eyes cast down as to respect Kakashi while eating
Kakashi raised an eyebrow, not at the woman's behaviour but at the smile she gave while speaking of his friend...No, he was too tired and old for shallow jealousy fits...
"Iruka, uhm?" The words left his mouth before his brain could register
The woman looked up with and eyebrow raised back at him
"Yes...? Iruka's helpfull with the kids, being the main teacher I mean...What's with the tone, Hokage-Sama" She spoke his title with a teasing tone at it
Kakashi looked at her bored on the outside but inside he was a turmoil...Those little voices inside of his head feeding into insecurities he KNEW didn't had justification but he couldn't help giving it reason
"Nothing, nothing...Iruka knows you're off-limits and mine" He replied a little sarcastic and leaned into his chair
Gods how old was he again? His brain must have fried because of all the paperwork Shikamaru gave him
The jounin laughed at what he said, finding somehow amusing
"Oh? Am i now?" She asked with a knowing smirk "Where's this atitude coming from?"
Kakashi looked away, thinking if he should give into her provocations or not
"Nowhere" He opted for the safest route, speaking in a now firmer tone...Safest route for him
The woman blinked, getting a small whiplash from the sudden mood change
"Kashi...Please talk to me, we were just teasing one another...Is what couples do, remember?" She crossed her arms and gave him a look
The silver-haired man sighed and looked at her, he felt physically, mentally and emotionally tired...Even angry at himself for maybe not giving what she deserved
"....I...I know it, sweetheart" He whispered
"Then why you always back away? We're together for two years now and i always feel you so close but at the same time so far away" She got up and took the empty plates to the sink
The mood now wasn't playfull but emotionally charged...Kakashi felt guilt, why couldn't he let her in?
The man watched her clean the dishes in silence...Struggling to get the words to come out as if they would choke him from inside out
He sighed and took his hands to his mask, lowering them as his woman still cleaned the dishes
"Because I don't know how to be myself anymore, sweetheart...I spend years in my own grief and pain that I don't know what else is really me and what is my pain..." He felt the gates inside his heart and brain hurt like he was stabbing himself over and over again
Her hands stopped cleaning as she heard him in silence
"You...You saw beyond the Sensei, the Hokage, the Jounin and you saw the man under all that pain and nonchalant...You saw me naked in the only way it terrífies me the most, emotionally" He swallowed hard "Turn around, my love, please" He, for the first time, pleaded
For a moment, the time seemed to freeze entirely
But slowly and certain, she turned around
For a moment she was static, seeing Kakashi's face...Seeing beyond all masks he wore, literally qms figuratively
She stayed frozen, her back against the cold sink and her fingers digging into the metal for support
Kakashi got up and walked till her, his presence was imponent and powerfull...His body covered hers in a way it left clear the power he carried, how easily he could overpower her
But then...He did something unexpected
He got on his knees, sitting on his ankles with his hands flat on his thighs...Looking up at her
"Ka...Kashi..." She whispered surprised and unable to finish her sentence
He kept looking at her, from under his eyelashes...he approached and his face touched her lower stomach and breathed into her scent
The woman closed her eyes and sighed, her hands gripped the sink
"Im yours to command, sweetheart...A mad dog under your spell" He mumbled, nose into her shirt and looking up to her
The vision was a paradise...Kakashi looking up but his hands nowhere touching her, as if waiting for her commands
He groaned into her stomach, sighed as if this was a sweet torture
"Command me...Im a mere tool to your pleasure, ma'am..." He whispered as if it was a secret made for them only
He leaned back, looking at her with pleading eyes
She gulped and took a hand into his silver hair and gripped firm...He gasped and closed his eyes
"Uhm..." He mumbled, druken at the feeling already
He looked at her with hooded eyes as his hands moved, up her calves and leg...Slowly like a man in a mission
"Can I worship you, ma'am? Let me be your toy, please" He begged again, needy
She could see he was half-hard already...She was burning up
"Be a good boy...And eat me out" She finally found her voice to command him
He groaned and whimpered, his hands undid her pants with calculated patience...He leaned in snd pratically rubbed his face over her cloathed pussy, moaning at the smell of her arousal
He rubbed his achilean nose over her clit and basked in her surprised moans, smirking against her body as she tugged on her scalp
His hand pushed her panties to the side and admired the pulsating walls for a second...He moaned like a doggy eager for his treat
He licked a long stripe of her pussy lips, savoring the flavor on his tongue and groaning in delight. His cock throbbed inside his pants asking to be freed
But he didn't touched himself, only if his owner allowed him to
Kakashi closed his mouth around her clit, sucking with feverish excitement as his left hand circled around her entrance
Her legs trembled as she tugged his hair and sinked her nails into his scalp
"Oh God! Oh shit Kashi!" Her voice was a mix of gasp and moans
He groaned against her, sucking faster at her clit...Her thighs closed around his head and he moaned in pleasure, he could die a happy man like this
"Please please please ma'am...Cum on my face please please please" He begged against her pussy, sucking faster and now thrusting his middle finger into her
Pleasure coursed into her body, her back arched and her thighs trembled as he came over his finger and mouth...Kakashi whimpered as he fingered her throught her orgasm, his cock pulsating
He backs away, panting and face flushed
"Please...C-Can I touch myself ma'am? N-Need it" He asked once again, his pants stained a little darker
The woman panted and tried to regain her words back to her
Kakashi nuzzled her inner thigh
"Ma'am...Please...Need to cum" He bit her inner thigh
Her shakey hand caressed his scalp and he looked at her
"C-Cum inside me, Kashi..." She commanded in a shakey voice
The man felt instant relief, pulling his lover into the floor...With incredible agility he removed his pants and underwear, his cock free and the tip flushed and leaking
Their bodies laying on the floor, Kakashi placed himself behind her and his hands gripped her waist...Her back against his chest, his right hand gripped behind her thigh and bend her knee close to her chest
His left hand gripped around her neck, both gripping and grounding
"Fucking love you...You own me, ma'am" he moaned before pushing the tip into her warm walls
Both of them moaned, she held his bicep and sinked her nails into it
"Oh fuck fuck fuck yes" He gasped and bit her earlobe
Both bodies moved in sync, a erotic dance both of them knew too well...Kakashi thrusted like a desperated man, his hips snapping into hers as he chased their mutual peak
"Oh i love you, i love you so much" She cried out as she moved her hips to follow his rhytym
They shared a messy and sloppy kiss, his hand choking her as he approached his climax
"C-Can i breed you?! C-Can't handle it!!" He sobbed of pleasure
Their bodies close of the breaking point...Her toes curled, her walls milking him dry
"Yes!!" She screamed as she came
Kakashi sobbed as he came, thrusting as deep as possible so his load went deeper into his lover...Both of them panted against the kitchen floor, he started kissing her sweaty skin
"I meant it...You make me vulnerable and I was scared..." He confessed
She turned around, caressing his face as she tried to regulate her breath
"I love all parts of you, Kashi..." She mumbled "All of you"
Kakashi kissed her again and in that moment...In that kitchen floor, he took the first step into healing himself
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Now you're just somebody that i used to know (part 2)
V/Vergil × Reader Fanfic
Warnings: Angst, very much angst, talk about traumas, about trust, lies, Vergil being emotionally constipated, brief mentions of V, Reader's gender is not specified, minor smut but nothing major, Mentions of violence (Reader hits Vergil), Canon divergency. English is not my first language so apologize any mispellings. DO NOT FEED MY WORK INTO AI, I DO NOT ALLOW YOU TO, I WILL SUE YOU. The dividers were catched from Pinterest but if you're the true owner please comment for the credits
Reader's P.O.V ON
Weeks passed since that day...Since i lost V and the return of Vergil came to be
I choosed to stay away, Nero understood better than no one else (or so i like to think) and Dante even tried to explain and even apologize for something it wasn't his fault
But the pain, it was too fresh...It lingered on my skin like a disease, one i had no cure to
I decided to comeback home, to the memories of something that was supposed to last. My house was by the outskirts of Fortuna, it was simple and modest but it was home either way
Unlocking the door, the first thing i miss is the smell of herbal tea and the faint sound of turning pages...I stay at the door, my mind plays the memory like a movie
The camomile tea's hot in the stove, i finished making the dinner and leave the kettle on the turned off stove...Walking to the living room, V's reading another book and his nose a little scrutched in concentration...
I kiss his temple, smiling against his skin
"Your tea's ready, dear...Come to eat with me?" I asked softly
"Of course, my muse...Any poetry can wait while i enjoy the presence of your being" He chuckled softly and closed his book
The memory fades as the door closes behind me, the eco seems louder than ever
I notice the piles and piles of books, the twin mugs that rested on the clean sink...Mine was a black one and V was the white one, we shared drinks and he used to caress my hair as he read me poetry in bed
Walking by the house felt like walking in a ghost town...Memories of someone who's not there...
I hesitated at the bedroom door
My hands shaked and my eyes glossy...It was painfull, maybe i was a damn masochist
I opened the door, the scent knocks out my senses and twists my heart out
The bed was messy...Some clothes on the floor...I approach the bed, my fingers touch the sheets and another bittersweet memory came to me
I moaned and gasped, V's body covered mine and out hands intertwined
"V...Oh God" I hid my face in his neck
"Do not hide, my muse...Let me hear the sounds of our love-making ecooed by your lips" V moaned against my cheek
Our bodies rocked, slowly but deep...V loved missionary...The intimacy it gave us
Love-making...To V, love was the most pure form of art...How two bodies mingled and reached the clímax of pleasure to one another
I moaned and arched my back, feeling his seed filling me up...He kept moving his hips slowly, pumping his seed deeper
"I adore you, my muse...I love and cherish you...Uhm, let me flood you with my seed and my love" He whispered into my skin
I didn't even noticed the tears coming
My body trembled as i sobbed into my hands, each corner of this house was touched and lived and loved by V and me
"You haunt me, my love" I whispered among my sobs
Crawling into the bed, his scent in the sheets makes me sob even more...I curled into a ball, holding his pillow and trying to fill the hole inside my heart and soul
**Time skip, ??? Days**
I have no memory of seeing the days passing...
Most of the time I slept, woke up, daydreamed, cried and went to sleep again
It was a painfull cycle...Delirious even
I was mourning in life for a man that maybe i never trully knew...
I only knew part of him, in both literally and figurative sense
My skin felt itchy...My bones popping into place as i rolled in the bed
I felt dirty...Stinking...
The door opened and closed...
"Oh fuck..." Someone mumbled behind me, i didn't had the strenght to look
"The fuck he done to you, sweetie?" A second voice spoke
Someone took me off the bed, my vision blurry so i couldn't see much straight
I was carried to the bathroom, stripped naked and placed in the warm water...I closed my eyes and let myself be washed
"Nero said you went back home...Took us awhile to find your house..." The voice was smooth as hands washed my hair
I slowly opened my eyes, my face cleaned
My gaze meets Trish and Lady's eyes
"You both..." My voice was too hoarse, from the days without use
"Don't. Let us care for you, okay? We hate seeing you like this" Lady reprehends me
I only nodded and let them help me regain some sense of humanity again...
After bathed and dressed, i tried to comb my hair even if my limbs hurted and burned like hell
"Im gonna try and wrap something for you...If the food's still intact" Trish grimaced and left the bedroom
I stared at Lady through the mirror
"Thanks..." I murmured
"No need to thanks...Just...Dante told us how you looked after it all happened" She explained " And how that was probably affecting you but maybe it was even intenser than we thought"
I scoffed weakly
"So everyone knows I'm being a fucked up mess?" My eyes looked down
"Don't talk about yourself like that! You're grieving, you're hurting and is okay-"
"Is NOT okay, Lady!" I exploded in anger for the first time in days
Lady was taken back by that
"I...I-I don't even know if what i had with V was real! Or if what i knew was not HIM fully...Did he ever existed to me?!" I sighed and clenched my fists
The hunter sighed and approached me
"What you and V had...Was real, it was love...He never lied to you, did he? He was fully human and he lived that intensily" She reassured me
I gulped hard, looking at her
"Im sorry im yelled at you" I mumbled
She only snickered
"Is fine, i've heard worst" She gives me a friendly pat on the shoulder
A small smile made it's way to my lips
Me and Lady went to the kitchen, Trish assembled a PB&J for me
"Eh, it was all i could do with the remaining food...Most was rotten already" Trish shrruged
"It's fine, thanks...I'll try and buy some stuff tomorrow, not to starve" I bit into the sandwhich
"Sounds like a good routine...Maybe me and Lady could join you, since Nero and Nico's taking care of everything with his Devil May Cry on wheels"
I could only agree
"And Dante and his brother?" I couldn't bring myself to say his name, or else i might be consumed in anger
"Dante and Vergil went to Hell, to cut the Qliphoth's roots and seal it shut forever" Lady replied
I freezed for a second
"Dante and his brother are locked in Hell?!" I said baffled
Lady and Trish looked at one another
"For now...They're both stubborn bastards, we have hope they'll comeback" Trish crossed her arms
"What she means is that you shouldn't worry...Think about yourself first before worrying about others problems okay?" Lady tried to change the focus
And she was right...Until moments ago i was drowned in my own depression for days at end, now i was trying to worry myself with Dante's situation?! I was fucking pathetic at this point
I nodded and went back to eat...
When the night falled, Trish and Lady left me to tend for myself but with the promise to go shopping groceries with me tomorrow morning
I decided for a tea, to help me sleep better...I warm up the water and wait the kettle to whistle, picking a tea package
My hands pick a favorite herbal tea, lemon balm...It soothed my sleep when i needed
The door opens behind me, i couldn't hear footsteps
"Trish? Lady? Did you girls forgot-" i turn around
My eyes widen and i drop the white mug...My body flinches as the porcelain smashes on the floor
There stood Vergil...His posture erect, cold and focused eyes...A predator in my kitchen
The words choke themselfs on my throat, speak and acknowledge him would make it all even more real
"Vergil..." The words flow from my lips without consent
The man stays quiet and approaches
The kettle whistles and snaps me out of my shock
I turn off the heat, finally looking away
"You were in Hell" I refused to look at him
"I was, it was simply a small...Predictment" His voice was calm, too colected
I scoffed, grabbing another mug and pouring my tea
"What you want, Vergil?" I asked, a bitter tone soaks my bones
He stays quiet, approaching but not too close
"You were V's human...Mate" He speaks as if the word was poisonous
I turned around, my hands shake and my heart beats on my ears
"I was his partner! I was his muse, his love! We were lovers, do not try to dimish what we were!" I approached Vergil, part of me tired to running like a scared mouse
He only stood there, watching me
"We shared a bed, feelings, plans for the future and even secrets!! But apparently not all of our secrets!! V was the only man i genuinely opened myself to, the only one that saw me for who I was, you do not have the RIGHT to come here and rot the memories i had of him!!" I was yelling at this point
My hand itched and before i could fully register my actions, i slapped his face...I groaned and backed away, my hand red and twitched
"Fuck!" I hissed
Always forget how strong half-demons are
And what annoyed me the most was that Vergil seemed unfazed by my slap, even if his pale skin turned a little pinkish
"Are you done...?" He asks after processing what had happened
I stared at him, panting
"Just say what you want, Vergil and then go away..." I asked of him
The half-demon sighed and approached, cornering me against the counter
"I...I am plagued by you...By V's memories. Memories of your voice, your smile, your scent and...And the way you broke down in pleasure under him, it was all my dreams consisted of during those days in Hell" He spoke, his body tensed and coiled when he confessed that
As if the mere admission of such things would turn him weaker or vulnerable
"I did not lied when i said me and V became one again...All he lived with you, i remember and that...All of that, is part of me now" He whispered hoarse
My eyes were widen in shock
He remembered...He knew...Was he trully mine?
"I will let you heal, Mate...But as you heal, i'll linger until you're ready...To either be mine again or move on as a ghost of us" He vowed to me
Backing away, he used the front door to leave...
I felt like i could finally breath again
Caught in the clutches of a Predator like Vergil...Was I trully eager to escape?
Or did the longing for part of him would make me stay to be devoured?
You're my baby, say it to me (part 2)
Latina!Mom!Reader × Baby!Nero
Warnings: Raising a kid, a lot of fluff, badass reader, Reader is a mama bear, Canon divergency, mentions of blood and demons, Nero being a mama's boy, Dante's a warning of his own, mentions and use of guns, mentions of violence, DO NOT FEED MY WORK INTO AI I DO NOT ALLOW YOU
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Parenthood was never an easy path...
Motherhood specially, but the love and connection between one and their child...Was a bond strong and unable to be broken
Blood never mattered if the emotional ties are unbreakable...
*Reader's P.O.V ON*
I sanged a soft lullaby, rocking Nero in my arms as the little boy couldn't sleep in his crib
"Uhm, mama's spoiling you..." I mumbled
Nero didn't liked to sleep away from me, he loved the human heat and the skin to skin contact and i understood that...It was a key part for the emotional development and trust built
I walked back to my bedroom, laying down with Nero on my chest and turning the lights off...I kept humming the lullaby, his little fist curled into my pajama shirt
I kiss the little boy's head, the mess of white/platinum hair tickled my cheek
"Uhm...Maybe you look like your mama or your daddy...Pretty blue eyes, platinum hair...But you're all mine, baby" i cooed at him
Laying down, Nero sleeps on my chest, i put pillows around the bed and let my eyes close
The wind blews outside, calmly...Letting me and Nero dream calmly
**Time skip, 2 year old birthday of Nero's**
I giggled as Nero smashed the cake i decorated for him, i snapped photos of the moment to get on the photo album. I decided to celebrate his birthday on a nearby park, it had some nice picnic tables and enough grass to set up a picnic towel
"Mama! Mama!" Nero tried to offer me smashed cake from his little hands
"Oh? For mommy? Thanks baby" I smiled and took a piece of the cake with a spoon
Time had flew fast...I barely blinked and Nero was already two years old, very friendly at preschool...Specially with a little girl called Kyrie
"Happy birthday, baby..." I kissed Nero's forehead
The little boy laughed, that cute laugh that probably gave life to fairies or something this cute...Everytime i looked at Nero, my heart melted and i felt like on the right path with him
I cleaned up Nero's hands and face from the cake, feeding him his baby food and some water...I felt us being watched but decided to ignore the feeling and get us home as quick as possible
I packed Nero's little bag and placed him on my arms, the path was quick and it wouldn't take long if i went by walking
Started to walk back home, looking over my shoulder but founding nothing but the wind blowing and the chirp of birds
I started to walk faster, placing my keys between my knuckles...I had to protect my baby, he was my priority
"Uhm, mama..." Nero snuggled his life face in my chest
"Mama's here...Mama's here, nothing will happen" I mumbled
I walked faster, reaching home and closing the door...Locking it loudly
The air seemed to freeze, everything turned quiet...Too quiet...
Nero slept in my arms, i gulped and went upstairs
Placing Nero on his crib, watching him one last time...I close the door, grabbing a gun in hide inside a locker (away from Nero's grabby hands)
I clock the gun...Hearing a growl outside, i freeze on my steps. The growl turns louder, the door breaks down
I scream and point the gun at the...
Thing?!
It was awfull, to be fully honest...It was a fucking ugly motherfucker
I didn't think twice, i shot it...Once, twice, thrice
All times in the head and the thing agonized like a wounded animal
"Ssssssspaaarda...." The thing spoke in a agonizing voice
I shot it again, more and more until the gun emptieded...I panted and hear Nero cry upstairs, i drop the gun and rush upstairs
I slam the door open, my babyboy crying
"Mama! Mama!!" My son cried and rocked inside the crib
I panted and grabbed Nero in my arms
"Shiu Shiu Shiu, im here im here honey" i rocked Nero in my arms, my hands shaked without control and i could feel the tears in my eyes
That thing, dead at my living room...Like one of the demons that slaughtered the city two years ago
"Is over baby, mama's here...Im gonna keep you safe" i kissed his head, rocking him in my arms
I couldn't understand...Those things were back? Maybe to end what they started years ago? But no other incident was reported or no warning was given by the mayor
After calming Nero down, i got downstairs...The thing had evaporated but left behind smell of rotten flesh and dark blood on my tiles
I open the windows and doors to try and get rid of the smell, it felt suffocating...I stared at my broken door and the chaos around me, i didn't knew what to do...And what the fuck was 'Sparda' that the demon mentioned before dying...
I needed help...
And the worst part? I had no idea where to start and who to ask for help...
**Time skip, one week after the incident**
I picked up Nero at Preschool, thinking about what Tasha told me
"I heard about a man that calls himself a demon hunter...Couple of years back, he helped protecting a girl called Patty from a bunch of demons that were after here" Tasha spoke during our coffee break
"Think he would help? Such services sound expensive" I sipped a cappucino
"I mean, it can be expensive but if those things are coming back, we might need all the help we can get" She shrruged and took a bite of her pastry
"And where does this hunter lives then?"
"From what i asked around...He lives in Red Grave City, not too far if you go by car"
I kept driving, looking at Nero from the car mirror
Little one was tired from playing with Kyrie all day, he was babbling about it during the car ride. I smiled at the scene and looked back at the road
Nero was building a speech pattern by now and he was a quick learner...The teachers praised him for that and for how kind he was, i felt happy at that
I parked infront of the infamous shop, i take a deep breath and turn off the car. Covering Nero with his blanket, i put him in my arms, grab his little backpack and close the car door
I knock on the door and open it
"Uhm, excuse me?! Is anyone here?" I asked getting in, the door closes behind me
The shop was...Cozy in a messy way
Some old pizza boxes, some adult magazines on the floor and a well conserved juxebox on a corner
"Welcome to Devil May Cry, how can i be of assistence?" A male voice speaks and startles me
I jump a little and look ahead, seeing an older man sat at behind an office desk...He scarily looked a lot like Nero but it must be a coincidence, i hope so
"Uhm...A friend of mine told me about your services" I reply
"All good things, i hope" He winks at me
"The demon-hunting service" I spoke deadpan
The man chuckled, and nodded
"I know, i know...Just trying to break the ice, name's Dante...Whatcha need" He leans back in the velvet chair
"Uhm, okay...Two years ago, the city of Fortuna suffered from a massive demon attack, dunno if you heard about it" I approach
Dante only nodded
"Well...A one week ago, i was celebrating my son's birthday at the park and...One of those demons followed us home, it came out if nowhere and i felt scared for my baby and..." i started to hyperventilate, taking a moment to recover myself
"Easy easy...Have a seat okay? This must be overwhelming, mama" He smirked a little, offering me a chair
I sat down and fixed Nero in my arms, covering my son with his blanket
"One of those things broke into my house, i locked Nero in his nursery and grabbed my gun-"
"A pretty mama like you knows how to shoot?" He commented smiling
"...Out of all i said, THAT was the part you got interested in?" I said deadpan
Nero whinned and curled into my chest, i rocked him slowly and couldn't miss the way Dante was looking at my son
"Anyways...I shot one of those things, filled up with bullets but one thing was confusing to me. The demon spoke a name before dying" I looked at Dante
"What name? That could give me a clue to where to start investigating" The hunter grabbed pen and some old paper
"The demon said the name Sparda before dying, do you know what that means?" I asked, rocking Nero as he started to get a little fuzzy maybe it was time for his dinner
Dante stopped for a moment, like his whole body freezed...He slowly looked at me, his expression didn't gave away his thoughts
"Sparda? Are you absolute sure?" He asked me, firmer and something else on his voice
I nodded and fixed Nero on my arms, taking out the juice bottle from his backpack and giving it to Nero. The little one suckled on the bottle, lazily but hungry
"Yeah, absolute...The demon spoke of Sparda before dying in agony" I said
Dante stared at Nero, finally looking at my son and accessing him
"Sparda was the name of a demon knight, who rebelied himself against Mundus aka the King of Hell...Sparda sealed the Gates of Hell, he choosed humanity instead of Hell. Sparda falled in love with a human, he had twin sons" Dante explained, a dark gaze upon his eyes
I looked as Nero finished his bottle, putting the empty bottle on the table and helping Nero burp
"What that has to do with my son and i?" I asked
Dante sighed and kept going with his story
"Im one of those sons. My name is Dante Sparda, i have an older brother called Vergil and by looking at your son, i can tell he has Sparda's blood running through his veins and the demon that attacked your home was after him because of who his father and grandfather are" Dante explained with a serious tone
I felt shivers down my spine, like someone tossed a bucket of cold water over me. Nero burped and snuggled into me again
"What...? My baby is part of Sparda's bloodline?! Are YOU his dad?!" I asked, trying to not freak out due the
Dante's expression became panicked
"Woah woah woah!! I-Im not his dad, i would remember knocking up a gorgeous woman like you!" He was trying to explain himself
"What?! I-Im not Nero's bio mom, but that doesn't matter!" I said feeling my face warm
Dante stopped for a moment, sighing in relief
"Oh Gods...Okay...Okay that's reassuring, but that would meant that Nero is Vergil's son" Dante said confused and looking away for a moment, i couldn't decipher what emotions where going on his face
"Vergil? Your brother?" I said as Nero slept in my arms, when his tummy was full the sleep came easier
"Yeah...That would be it, making Nero my nephew" He sighs and pinch his forehead
"So...Those demons are after my son because of who his family is?" I asked
Dante could only nod at me, it was the only plausible explanation
"I...I apologize, miss" He felt the need to say it
I frowned at that, sighed at his apologies for something he couldn't control
"Is...Is not your fault, Dante. You couldn't have know that Vergil had a son or that demons would come after him. Is not your fault, Dante" I said to ressure him
My apologies seem to have an effect on him, his shoulders got loosen and his posture seemed to become less guarded. He nodded and gave a weak smile
"You said he's two?" He asked about my son
I nodded and smiled
"He's two, has a nice speech pattern...He likes bedtime stories and loves the moon, his favorite fruit is strawberry" i said like a proud mama
Dante watched Nero sleep, a smile on his face
"You're doing a great job, mama bear...Nero's lucky and i promise to do my best to keep him safe, both of you safe" He vowed and looked at me
I smiled and nodded
"Thank you, Dante...I really mean it" i said softly
Nero's family expanded for now...
But part of me hoped his dad never came around or else he'd get an earfull from me
You're my baby, say it to me
Nurse!Reader × Baby!Nero
Warnings: Found family trope, Reader is described as femaled orientated, Reader is a Health care worker, talks about adoption; lost; grief; the events of Fortuna; slight Canon divergency, DO NOT FEED MY WORK INTO AI, I DO NOT ALLOW YOU TO
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The streets smelled like sulfur and blood, tastes heavy in the air
The body of many, sliced and diced and eviscerated like nothing seen before
Demons didn't had mercy...It was not their nature
The health care system of the city was not ready for this...It could never be ready for this
No one could ever be, not even a doctor could, no sanity could ever be ready for this
*READER'S P.O.V ON*
I sighed as i left the hospital, the body count was too high...I stopped counting at number 27, my brain was turning numb but i couldn't stop helping
I may not remember their names but i would never forget their faces, i wouldn't be able to move on if i did so
I walked around the remains of the city, the fire was down but the ashes remained
I passed by the orphage, one of the religious approached me
"Excuse me, Nurse?" The woman asked, a kind tone...I always liked nuns, something about their aura felt warm
"Yes, Sister? Is anyone hurt or needing medical care?" I asked, couldn't turn off the work mode
"Oh no no, thankfully...But a baby was left at our doorstep, can you examine him? We don't know if he has anything" The woman seemed worried
"Uhm, sure...Can you show me the baby? I might have to take him for some exams at the hospital" I said and got inside the Orphanage
The baby was in the arms of an younger nun, rocking the baby but to no avail since the infant kept whimpering and squirming
I didn't think twice before asking for the child and taking them in my arms, i did a quick visual examination on the baby...The little chubby cheeks indicated it was well-nourished, the slight blush was due the effort to whimper and working the little lungs
I didn't saw signs of bruises, cuts or swellings...Not even sighs of cyanosis, making a mental math i could tell their APGAR score was a rough 9-10
"Well, giving a first look, the baby seems health but i have to take him for a more in-deepth exam. See if there's any internal injures or any disease but overall, i see no abnormalities" I answered the nuns
I checked the genitals, so i figured it was a little boy
"Apparently it's a very healthy little boy" i smiled at the baby
The baby had some pale skin, you could see some of his little veins but it was normal since he probably was born a few hours earlier today...His eyes were a pretty shade of blue and i could see some white/platinum thin hair
The baby cooed at me, seemed to found peace at my arms...I smiled at that
"Aren't you a cutie..." i murmured
"I assume his parents either died at the attack or maybe left him here and fleed before anything could happen...Hope we can found a good family for him" The older nun said
"Well, i'll take him to the hospital...After his exams are done, i'll bring him back" i nodded and left the orphanage
**Time Skip, 2 days**
The little boy became the sucess of the Pediatric area, the nurses loved to gush on the infant and make him give that adorable little giggle
When i brought him to the hospital, we did a full check-up and re-done the APGAR score. Also applied his vaccine shot, did his height/weight/cranial-toracic-abdominal measurements
The nun came to contact me again, coming to the hospital for Updates on Nero...Yes, finally we had a name for the babyboy
His name was Nero, the nun came to deliver a letter that was found with Nero as he was left in the Orphanage's door. Finally we could put a name on the chart
I hummed softly as i feed Nero with a bottle of breast milk, the little boy stared at me with those intense eyes...Maybe he got it from his daddy
"He looks at you like you're the center of the universe" My co-worker Tasha replied as she watched me on the feeding chair
"Well, im the only constant presence in his life so..." I tried to justify
"You know what i mean" She gave me a knowing glance
I sighed and looked at her
"Yeah, unfortunantly I do..." Nero finished the bottle and i place him on my chest, his little chin on my shoulder and i pat his back
His burps are strong and his little hands fist my scrubs
"He looks at you with love and care...Like he would at his mama" My co-worker approached and took the empty bottle from my hand
I gulped hard
"I...I dunno if i can, Tasha. Care for a little one when i can barely get myself together somedays and there's my job-"
"Don't even say that. You would get the maternity leave, you would be able to change your shift to spend more time with your baby...Hell i would even help" Tasha interrupted my spiral of negative thoughts
In that part, she was kinda right...
Adopting Nero would give me the maternity leave
And also i would be getting my month salary while in leave, it could be negociated until Nero was one or two years old
But...Was i ready? To be a mom? To be what Nero needed...
"I can feel those negative thoughts surrounding you like a gray cloud" Tasha's voice cut throught my thoughs
"Uhm...Yeah, okay I was following the negativity train but what if i fail? What if im not good enough to be what Nero needs?" I started to spiral
"All moms fear that...And you learn by doing, there's no manual to be a mom...Will you make mistakes? Yes but all parents do, that's the beauty of parenting"
I looked back at Nero, my eyes meeting those big blue ones...Nero smiled and tried to catch my nose, that made me giggled
I kissed Nero's little hand
Yes, I felt like i belonged here...
"Im your mama, Nero...And i'll make sure nothing bad touches you, little love"
steve likes to sweet talk you in italian when he fucks you — 18+
steve coos as you whine and loop your arms and legs around him, bouncing on his lap while he cuddles you and encourages your little movements. his dick presses deep inside you, and when you lean forward a little and hold him tighter, it pushes up, filling you up to the hilt.
he's not really helping you today, having wanted you to try using him to get off and see how long it'd take you to cum without his help. you gasp when he nudges you forward lazily, large hand pressing into the small of your back so his cock can press forward firmly on that sweet spot deep inside you, making sure his swollen tip hits it with each of your weak bounces.
with a hum, he pulls your head off his shoulder, where you'd been panting and moaning into his skin. "you gotta go a little higher when you ride me, cucciola." (puppy) he instructs gently, his free hand lifting your ass so you can rise up, then sink back down with your velvety walls swallowing up his cock. he's sheathed inside you to the hilt once more and pushing incessantly on that weak spot.
the constant pressure is making you so dizzy. your legs are quivering and everything, but neither of you are ready to stop, even if you're already worn out. "see? doesn't that feel better? ecco fatto, good girl." (there you go)
you whine and do your best to bounce higher on his cock, your head getting all fuzzy when he lowers his face down to your throat, pressing hot and wet kisses against your warm skin. groans leave his swollen lips when you his sensitive tip rubs against something soft and pliant inside you, sending a shock of pleasure up his back. when you realize that felt as good for him too, you angle your hips and bounce on him so it can hit there again and again...
he can't take it anymore, moaning and pushing you down onto your back to finish both of you off in a mean mating press. he pushes your legs up and open as wide as they can go, drilling his cock into you from above and watching his dick disappear between your plump pussy lips and your soaked hole.
"oh shit- you're so wet," he pants, grabbing your hips so he can pull you down onto his cock and fuck into you rapidly. "ti piace quando ti riempio la figa così? lo senti fino in pancia?" (do you like when i fill your pussy like this? can you feel it all the way in your belly?)
he's so far gone that he's started speaking to you in his native tongue, fucking into you faster and rougher. you raise your brows, babbling out a "w-what?" through your moans as you try to understand what he's asking.
steve laughs softly and shakes his head. "don't worry. just focus on creaming around my dick, okay?" you nod dumbly in response to his filthy words, whining out when he leans forward, cock forced against that weak spot inside you from earlier.
you cream around him with a cry of his name, back arching under him while he keeps fucking into you through your orgasm, groaning when you tighten around him. your pussy milks his cock as you cum, and he can't last any longer, hips thrusting into you and stilling when his cum starts to pool out of him and into you. "sì è proprio così. ti darò tutti i miei bambini." (yeah, that's right. i'm gonna give you all my babies.)
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I am in a damn FANFIC FRENESI!!!
My brain is currently hyperfixated on that sad vampire hotshot and the hot loser half-demon hotshot
Don't save im right where i wanna be...
That being said...Im currently with 2 fics on my drafts
1. About Belmont!Reader in modern times, learning how to discover and deal with her heritage with the help of Adrian (a lot of angst, reader would be female and maybe a Black!Reader, work in progress);
2. Royalty AU with Dante and Reader, in an arranged marriage (Reader is ambicious to have the throne for themselfs, going to the lenghts of setting a deal with Dante for a marriage in exchange for mutual benefits. There will be talks about arranged marriages, misogeny and other delicate themes)
Anyways....If anyone actually reads and likes my stuff, please reply ♡
My first time back at smut and fanfic writting...? Yes a damn miracle, but on doing it on an Easter day...? Downright sinful
Anyways, english is not my first language so forgive me for the grammar mistakes but hope you all enjoy it. Nicely reminded DO NOT FEED MY WORK INTO AI, I DO NOT ALLOW YOU TO
Disclaimer: Porn with little plot, P in V, Creampie, Dirty Talk, Raw sex (wrap before tapping), Oral sex (female receiving), Bitting, Scratching, Titty sucking (Dante is a tits sucker, i die on that hill), Reconciliation sex, Foul language, Gun use (for a small moment), Minor Spanking, Reader is described as Female body and genitalia
Now you're just somebody that i used to know...
V/Vergil(?) (DMC) × Reader (Angst)