°•Various One-Shots/Short Stories•°

DantexReader (Smut)

I've been a resident at the Devil May Cry for several months now.

Dante was known for taking jobs that involved the execution of demons.

Although Morrison had plenty of paying jobs to offer Dante, It never seemed to help any. He was always in debt.

If he wasn't out on a job or out eating Freddy's strawberry sundaes, he was at the Devil May Cry. Stuffing his face full of pizza and lazing around.

Patty is also a resident at the Devil May Cry. Her and I are the ones who keep this place as clean as it is.

She was always onto Dante about something. Whether it was his debt, his excessive pizza eating habits, or his laziness. It never really seems to bother him.

Currently, I am the only one at the Devil May Cry. Patty decided to head out early this morning. She didn't say where she would be going exactly, but I didn't bother to ask either.

Dante left with Morrison only a few minutes after.

So here I am, cleaning up after Dante.

He always leaves pizza boxes and strawberry sundae cups laying around. You would think that he had enough common decency to throw his own trash away, but apparently not.

He pretty much treats Patty and I like his personal maids.

I should start forcing him to clean his own mess.

I think to myself.

However, no matter how lazy the half-demon is, I can't deny that I've taken a liking to him.

He is attractive.

His broad shoulders, his muscular physic, his gorgeous two-toned hair, in some cases it would look white and in other cases it looks as though it is silver. His gorgeous square-like face, with a beautiful chiseled jawline.

Just the thought of him is enough to heat up my entire body.

After I finish with the light cleaning, I make my way upstairs, debating whether I should relax or have a quick shower.

After making a swift decision, I turn on the water, hopping into the shower quickly.

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Once I am finished, I grab my towel from the rack, wrapping my naked body tightly, being sure the towel does not slip off.

Entering my room, I decide to leave a tiny crack between the door, taking comfort face-down on my own bed.

Sighing, I turn over and slowly close my eyes. I knew no one would be home anytime soon.

The only person on my mind is Dante.

There are times when he walks downstairs in just his pants, while towel drying his hair after a shower. The thought of it causes a knot to form in the pit of my stomach.

Unable to control myself, I take the liberty of sliding my hand down my body, stopping just at my core.

"Mm~." I moan softly, as I begin to tease my clit lightly.

I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't fantasizing about Dante caressing me. Just the mere thought of him, gets my juices flowing.

As I continue to massage and tease my clit, my breath becomes slightly ragged. Thinking about Dante's slender fingers touching me, sends a sudden electric current through my body.