Pain and Warmth pt.2
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Most definitely 18+
This is a continuation of Pain and Warmth pt.1
Dante Sparda x F reader
Was watching some episode reactions, and one person mentioned that Dante in canon hasn't lost his v-card yet? Well, maybe we can fix that 😏.
Hope yall enjoy this one! I'm trying to step up my game with dialog and scenes.
Sorry this was sooo late! Been dealing with some stuff (not anything serious). In fact I'm expecting some chicken hatching eggs any day now in the mail! Ordered some Crested cream legbars to add to my existing flock so I'll have my hands full for the next few months.
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I doubt I'll post anything 18+ for a while, too. Don't worry, though. I'll definitely try to do more headcannons and fluffy stuff!
Here's the recipe in this fic. Zucchini skillet
You stood over your propane stove eye cooking for you and Dante. The building he was living in didn't have a working kitchen, so you'd brought over the propane stove temporarily. The decent sized pot bubbled as you sturred it one final time. You'd likely have leftovers, so it was a good thing he at least had a fridge.
You hoped he'd like it. After all, he mostly just ate pizza, and you wanted to give him something with more nutrition. Zucchini skillet was something you made every once in a while. Ground turkey, onions, tomato, zucchini, and greenbeans were the base ingredients along with Italian herbs, garlic powder, and a few pinches of chili powder. It was one of those dishes that just got better the next day.
Testing the zucchini for tenderness, you cut the gas and place the lid on the pot. You set two bowls on the counter with utensils, napkins, and salteen crackers.
Keys jingling catch your attention as you grab a bottle of water and beer out of the fridge. The door squeaks as it's opened, and Dante's familiar bootsteps greet your ears.
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Dante sighs as he walks back to his place. The cab driver he'd called could only take him so far. Luckily, it was only a few blocks.
His stomach grumbled. He'd have to call in a pizza. He wondered what you were doing right now. The temptation to call you was strong, but he also didn't want to bother you.
You'd taken some extra hours at work to make up for the days lost to your menstrual cycle. As he rounded the corner, he noticed the lights were on in his place. Maybe it was Enzo. The keys jingle as he unlocks the door, and immediately, the smell of something good cooking catches his nose.
He closed the door behind him and walked to the kitchen, where you stood watching a pot on the counter. "You cooked?."
Turning to him, you smile. "Yep, I figured you could use something a bit more nutritious than pizza." He comes up behind you, wrapping his arms around you and setting his chin on your shoulder. "What is it?"
"Zucchini skillet. Basically, ground turkey, vegetables, and herbs. Hopefully, you'll like it."
"Thank you, baby! I was actually thinking about calling you to go eat out with me, but this is perfect!" He pulls your hair aside and places a few kisses against your neck, holding a hand against your abdomen. You reach back to hold onto him, letting your nails rake over his scalp.
Suddenly, his stomach let's out an audible growl. With a hand over your mouth, you let out a laugh. Dante puts on a grumpy pout as you grab the two bowls, handing him one. "Let's get you fed before your stomach turns on you."
Ever the gentleman, he lets you get your portion first, and you both sit down on the couch. You take a bite, letting the flavor envelop you. As you chew, you glance at Dante as he puts an entire cracker loaded with the turkey and vegetables into his mouth. He chews for a moment, and his eyes widen looking between you and his bowl.
He finishes chewing and swallows it down in one go pointing to the food in his bowl. "This stuff is amazing, y/n!" You give him a bright smile. "Glad to hear it darlin'." He leans closer for a kiss which you happily give.
In total, you think Dante had four bowls full plus the crackers while you only had two. With the both of you stuffed like Thanksgiving turkeys, you took a much needed nap in eachothers arms.
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About two hours later, you sturr against him. As you nuzzle into his neck, breathing in his lingering aftershave and natural musk, he mumbles something to you. You hum back in question.
"Is your cycle over?"
"Yeah, why do you ask?"
"No particular reason."
You straddle him, laying against him and relaxing like you're about to fall asleep again. Your face buried in his neck as he kept his arms resting on the back and arm of the couch. A content smile spreads over his face as he looks up at the ceiling. He feels like he could stay here like this forever and be completely happy.
When he feels your lips on his neck, a small blush tints his cheeks. Your lips featherlight brush against his skin, making him bubble with laughter. "Hey, that tickles! Quit it!"
You can't help but smile against him when you hear his laugh. It's genuine and bright. But while tickling him is fun, it's not what you're really in the mood for now.
You move to his throat and, in one swift motion, lick from between his collar bones to his chin. He lets out a choked gasp, hands flying to your hips in an instinctual reaction. Your hips swivel against him as you pull his head back by his white locks gently.
"Ba-baby? What-what're you... doing?" He stumbles on his words as you attack his neck. You drag one hand down his chest to his stomach and waistband, slipping your fingers under the hem of his shirt. Letting your fingers wander, you can feel the dips in his abs as the muscles quiver at your touch.
Rocking against him again, his grip on your hips tightened. When you lean back to look at him, his teal eyes are surprised, and his face is tinted pink. "Wh-what was that about?"
You give him a lopsided grin. "What do you think, big boy?" Caressing his jaw, you give him a peck on the lips then a longer kiss as his eyes flutter closed. He pushes a hand under your shirt, feeling along your spine with gentle fingers. As you roll your hips again, you brush against the front seam of his jeans, striking a bolt of pleasure through you. He feels the shiver down your spine.
"My turn, baby." You feel his hand on the back of your head, the other on your lower back as he kisses your neck. Your shaky breath brushes against his hair as you tilt your head back for him. His nose brushes your jaw as he places open mouth kisses against your pulse.
You feel his hand on your stomach and dipping down just under your waistband to your abdomen. He brings it back up as he nips your skin, slipping his fingers under your bra to lightly massage your breast. You moan at the sudden relief from your breast that you didn't realize was so sore.
You rock your hips again, and a small sound escapes his throat. He sucks a hicky into the junction of your neck and shoulder, and you pull at his white locks.
His hand in your hair moves back to your hip as he ruts up into you. You feel your core clenching as his hips move against yours. When he pulls away from your neck, you lock eyes. "Damn, if being sexy was a crime, you'd be guilty as charged." You let out a breathy chuckle. Of course, he had to pull a one-liner at a time like this.
"Hey, hold onto me, ok?" You nod wrapping your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist as he stood. He walked back to his bedroom and set you on the edge of his bed. You watch as he takes off his shirt and belt grinning down at you. "Like what you see, baby?"
Grinning back, you cross your legs, setting your chin in your palm. "Very much darlin'. But I think you'd look even better between my thighs."
"Good one! And I think I'll take you up on that since you're offering."
You stand and pull your shirt off, letting him pull off your bra for you. He can't help but hug you from behind again as he leaves sweet kisses along your shoulder. He takes both breasts in his hands, gently massaging them as you lay your head back on his shoulder. "Pretty girl. All for me."
You hook your fingers into his pocket, pulling his hips against your rear. "Hey! Alright, alright, I get it! Heh, just can't wait for me can you baby?"
He kneels and pulls your pants down, admiring your legs and rear. "Turn for me, baby." He brushes his thumbs over your stomach as he holds your sides. You feel his lips against the skin above your panties. His teal eyes stare up at you through white bangs.
His fingers hook into the waistband of your only covering. "May I?" A blush tints your cheeks as you feel yourself growing shy. "Yeah, go ahead." You swallow it down because you know he's safe. He's so sweet and respectful, and you don't want your shyness to stop him.
You allow him to look at you unimpeded. He swallows, eyes dilated, he thinks you're gorgeous. He looks back up at you, kissing your thigh. "Like an angel. My angel." Standing he pulls you in for another passionate kiss, tongues dancing as he lays you back on the bed.
You feel his clothed knee between your legs as he leans over you. His lips kiss across your cheek and down your neck, leaving a few more marks as he continues down. A startled sound leaps from your mouth as you feel his teeth on your breast next to your sternum. He bites down just enough to leave teeth marks in your skin.
He moves down your body, placing kisses, hickeys, and bites all over you. You can feel yourself leaking already with how aroused you are. He kneels on the floor, placing your legs over his shoulders. Lips kiss your inner thighs, and you can feel how hot your face is getting. You reach for the pillow and stuff it under your head so you can look at him without straining your neck.
You let out a breath when he touches your folds with his lightly calloused fingers. He spreads you open, kissing down your thighs and giving you a single fat lick over your flower. The entire time, his teal eyes are locked with yours.
He licks his lips, committing your taste to memory. It's salty but not overly so, and mucusy not like how it's portrayed in fiction. There's also a barely noticeable acidic tinge along with a feint taste of iron left from your cycle. He realizes he likes it a lot.
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You moan out his name when he starts practically devouring you, hands gripping his hair and the sheets under you. His inhumanly strong arms lock around your legs as your muscles involuntarily jolt, tightening your thighs on his head. You can feel his tongue inside you, cleaning your leaking arousal as your core twitches.
Heart racing and chest heaving you try your best to watch him. You let your voice free so he can hear just how much you're enjoying this. Moans and whimpers of his name float into his ears.
"So-so good, AH! Dante!"
You can feel the coil getting tighter as he laps at you and swirls his tongue around your pearl. Back arching, he pushes your hips back down with a growl. The vibration nearly pushing you over the edge.
"Mmh do... do that... again!"
It takes him a second to understand your meaning. Grinning against you, he lets out a downright feral growl. Your thighs tighten like a vice around his head as you explode in his mouth. He greedily drinks from you as your core clenches.
Your body clenches, back arching against the hand on your stomach as he moans and mumbles incoherently against you. He eats you through your high, leaving you twitching and sensitive. That was probably one of the strongest orgasms you've had in a long time. He sits back on his haunches, licking his lips clean as he watches you catch your breath.
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When you let out a sigh, he takes it as a sign that you're recovered enough. He wants to do that again.
This time, he lays on the bed with his head close to the headboard. "Cmon, sit up here for me, baby." He pats the space on either side of his head. As you follow his lead, you notice the glistening slick still on his chin.
Straddling his head, you feel his hands on your thighs. You slowly sit your weight down on him, feeling his lips against you again. He sucks your pearl into his mouth, making your hips jolt as you let out a loud moan.
He closes his eyes, concentrating on you, how you rock against his mouth. He moans into you, clearly enjoying having you like this as he places kisses against your twitching entrance. You can feel your legs starting to shake as you try not to crush him completely.
When he takes in your pearl again, swirling his tongue around it and humming against you, your legs give out. Your core clenches as your hips buck, body tensing in a silent scream. Your knuckles go white on the headboard as your release washes over you.
Dante cleans you once more, trying to get every last drop. Both of you heave in breaths as you try to slow your racing hearts. Legs shaking you slowly lift off of him. His teal eyes look up at yours as he gives you a cocky, satisfied grin. His face is glistening with your slick.
"Let me rest a bit, honey. I definitely don't have your enhanced stamina." He wipes his face with the back of his hand, licking it clean like a cat.
"No worries, baby. And if you're too tired to keep going, we can just go to sleep. I'm down for whatever." You grip his chin, pulling him in for a kiss, tasting yourself on his lips.
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He can feel the aching strain in his jeans as he unbuttoned and unzipped them. That made it a bit better, but not by much. When you pulled away from his lips, you gave him a sweet peck on the nose. "Let's keep going darlin'."
He gives you a peck on the lips before standing to take off the rest of his clothes. When he pops free of his underwear, you bite your lip. He's big but not unmanageable for you. He pulls the sidetable drawer, taking a condom from inside and slipping it on.
"Is it a bad time to mention I'm still a virgin?"
Your eyes widen startled at his sudden admission. "I mean, kinda. You sure you wanna do this with me?"
"Y/n, I love you. There's no one else I'd rather do this with."
Cupping his cheek, you kiss him. The joy and love you have for him pouring out. He settles between your legs, gently rocking his hips as your slick lubricates him. He holds the back of your head, placing his forhead against yours as he slowly presses into you.
You both let out moans as his tip sinks into you. As you look at him, his eyes roll back in pleasure, and he shakily huffs through his lips. He can't help but want more as he pushes a bit farther.
*Holy hell, she's so tight! And so f***ing warm and soft!*
He grips the back of your neck and your hip as he hilts himself in you. You both have to take a moment to adjust to the sensation.
He seems to fill you just right as you wrap your legs around his waist. You feel his hips pull away from yours, his length dragging along your walls. When he plunges back in, starting up a rhythm, you feel your walls fluttering around him.
Your nails grip his shoulders as he picks up the pace, moans and mewls of his name floating into his ears. "Ah! Dante harder!" He grunts, snapping his hips with more force making the bed creak.
He pants in your ear, and you don't think you'll last very long. His hands moved to your back and rear, trying to pull you even closer. "Heh, I'm already so close, baby. Are you?"
You nod into his shoulder. "Squeezing me so tight... trying not to totally rail you right now." He feels your walls clench even tighter at that.
"Please, Dante... do it!"
"I'm not gonna tell you no." He changes your position, hooking his arms under your knees and folding you. "Last chance to back out, baby."
"Pl-please darlin'."
"Alright, whatever you want, baby." He passionately kisses you as he pushes his weight down on you. His hips start moving again, but this time much harder and faster. You let out wails of pleasure as he plunges into you even deeper than before.
"So good for me, baby!"
You wail as the pleasure courses through your body with each thrust. Just a little more, you can feel the coil threatening to snap. Your nails dig into his skin, drawing blood as you hold on for dear life.
"I love you, y/n!" He hilts inside you, snarling as your coil finally snaps. You feel the waves of pleasure run through your nerves as your body tenses. Heat spills inside you as he gives short firm thrusts through his release.
You both gulp in air for a few moments as you feel each other twitching in aftershocks. He drops your legs back to the mattress and collapses atop you, all sweaty and hot.
Sleep hits you like a truck as you attempt to play with his hair. "I... love you too... yawn Dante. "
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As he rests against your chest, he listens to your slowing heartbeat. He wouldn't care if he was here forever. In fact, he'd prefer it to always hunting demons. He was quick to follow your lead, drifting off to a peaceful sleep.
