"Isn't it quite rude to stare?"
His voice knocked me out of my trance I'd been in since I saw him step into the living room, fresh out of the shower, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist.
I slowly looked up to his face, noticing his hair was flattened out instead of its usual slicked back style. It actually looked exactly like Dante's. His tone sounded stern, yet there was a hint of a smile on his face.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Vergil..." I quickly looked down at the floor, hiding my intense blush. I heard him scoff quietly and noticed him beginning to walk over to me. Completely embarrassed, I close my eyes, only to feel his hand cupping my chin and lifting my head up to meet his gaze.
"My, what a blush you've suddenly obtained." He tilted his head to the side as his blue eyes pierced through mine. I bite my lip as I'm forced to look into his eyes.
"Yes, Vergil..." I nearly whisper as I nod slowly. I feel his grip on my chin tighten slightly, causing me to whine softly.
"You're such a pretty thing." He leans down to whisper in my ear, which causes me to moan softly. He lets go of my chin and stands up straight. I look straight ahead and notice I'm face-to-face with a large bulge hidden beneath his towel. My eyes widen and I blush even more as I realize what happened.
"V.. Vergil... You're—" I'm suddenly cut off by his soft lips crashing into mine, his tongue desperately exploring my mouth in a hungry kiss. I freeze for a second before kissing him back, my tongue meeting his with equal passion and hunger. I feel his hands on my shoulders, pushing me back onto the couch until I'm flat on my back and his hips are between my thighs. He throws his towel across the room, and lays on top of me, grinding his hardness against my cunt. He presses himself deeper between my legs, and I feel him rubbing against my clit underneath my skirt. He begins moaning quietly and growling softly as he continues rubbing his hard cock against my clit.
"Vergil, please... Please stop teasing me... I need you..." I throw my head back and moan breathlessly as I squeeze his hips with my thighs.
"Need me? Beg." He growled softly, continuing to thrust his hips, rubbing us together.
"Fuck... Damnit... Please, please, Vergil... Please fuck me..." I'm ashamed of how quickly I caved and began begging a man for his dick. I look up at his face to see him smirking.
"Good girl." He reaches down and completely rips my lace thong off of me. Before I can react, he's already sliding his thick, hard cock inside my wet cunt. I moan loudly and grab his shoulders tightly.
"Ohh, God...." I moan out, bucking my hips up to meet his, desperately needing to take every inch of him.
"Shut it. The last thing I need is someone walking in here and catching us." He quickly covers my mouth with his hand and smirks again as he suddenly begins pounding into me as hard and fast as he can. I feel his hard cock going deep inside me, hitting my sweet spot from the angle we're at. I dig my nails into the couch as I whine and moan loudly against his hand. I match his thrusts almost perfectly, feeling myself squirt all over him and the couch. He simply growls and moans quietly in response. Typical Vergil... As emotionless as possible...
I begin panting slightly and lift my hand to his chest, digging my nails into his skin as I get closer and closer. He grunts softly but continues slamming himself into me, abusing my tight cunt for his own pleasure. My legs begin twitching uncontrollably and I bite his hand as I cum hard.
"MMFF! MMM!" Is all I can get out as my orgasm crashes over me like a giant wave. Vergil begins moving erratically, his movements becoming more and more sloppy and his moans and growls become louder. He slams into me one last time as he empties every last bit of his cum inside me. He finally releases my mouth from his grip and collapse on top of me, completely spent, my legs still shaking.
