Hair gel...?
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(vergil x f!reader, you using his hair 👀)
he cannot live a day without his iconic slicked-back look. but without hair gel, it is quite impossible to do so. yet, he finds a temporary solution for the day.
(OH MY GOD I DON't EVEN KNOW WHY I WROTE THIS)
💕 guys... take this as a thank you for my dante smut reaching a hundred notes. i am so shocked. thank you... 😭 this is very freaky i'm sorry please forgive me. also i just wrote this in 30 mins or something
"I don't have hair gel in stock anymore. I'd like to separate myself from looking like Dante."
"Uh...? Then buy some...?"
"I have a better idea. Come here, darling."
The next thing you know, is finding your bare pussy humping on his hair. Disgusting, most likely unhygienic, but your delicate and slick folds are so lubricated. You rock your hips back and forth, feeling all the pleasure flood through you. All Vergil can see is your ass, sticking out his tongue to lick your hole gently, the sensations overwhelming you.
"V-Vergil... Stop... licking me there..."
He doesn't say a word. You don't even know why you're so willing to do this. But shit, his soft, white hair feels so fucking good on your cunt. Smells good too. Fresh out of the shower. It's turning you on so bad. You can feel each hair strand rubbing your clit. Not too rough. The perfect texture. A texture that makes your eyes roll up. Having your juices on his hair for the day, just so he won't look like his dear twin brother. Ridiculous.
"Ah... 'feels so good... I think I should do this more often...." Embarrassing. Did you just say that out loud?
You cried out, feeling yourself getting closer and closer in each movement you make. You completely forget the fact that he's going to use your orgasm as temporary hair gel. God knows what's going to happen next if Dante finds out.
"Vergil... I'm gonna—"
Your words cut off, and suddenly your body jolts in loads of pleasure. Your thighs squeeze around his head, from the intensity of the orgasm. It was so much, so much compared to Vergil eating you out, or using his big ass demon cock. You've fucked him in his Devil Trigger many times, but your orgasms weren't as intense as this one. Your juices dripped down his face, hungrily licking some of it. You tasted good, faintly sweet. You can't believe that Vergil's hair did all that.
"You did so well. Thank you."
He squeezes an asscheek, making you whine and twitch a little. He stands up, collecting the juices on his face using his fingers, finally fixing his hair back to his usual slicked-back style. With shaky legs, recovering from your orgasm, he helps you stand up, trying your best to ignore the bulge in his pants. You know he wants to take you right here and now, bent over on his couch, but he really needs to head to Devil May Cry for something important. You pray that none of the hunters smell you from Vergil. Especially Dante and Nero. Ones with demon blood pumping from their hearts.
"I'll compensate you later tonight, darling." That compensation he's talking about? He might have you hump his hair again and finally, some proper sexy time.
And with that, he enters the portal and disappears like you didn't use his hair to pleasure yourself. Looking all clean and handsome, forehead exposed, thanks to you being horny as hell.
"...This idiot."
