[Part 13]
Daniel’s P.O.V
I gave Lady a look, asking her whether she truly wanted to do this. There was a chance that Dante would find out about this, and go all crazy. There was also chance that Dante wouldn’t find out at all, and even if he did, he could probably just shuffle the piece of information in the back of his mind.
One way or another, we were attempting treachery at him, something that shouldn’t be played around with a son of Sparda. No matter what demonic blood I had now, the fact stayed that I had no weapons while Dante had swords and guns, and he had twenty-five years of experience while I had approximately one week of it.
“You’re not a coward, are you? Besides, Dante wouldn’t give a fucking damn. C’mon.” Lady whispered under her breath as we walked towards the low-budget hotel.
I sighed, and played by her rules. I had looked forward to a day of demon-hunting early today, but was picked up and informed by Lady to play dress up. Of course, I didn’t need her expertise in that area as I easily picked out the best set of clothes for me the boutique had to offer. The bill, however, was pinned to someone else’s name.
So here we were, making through town, walking towards a shabby hotel that honestly didn’t seem fit for living –however temporary –and wearing clothes that were charged to Dante’s name. Lady herself have picked up a sexy, too-short dress, and made herself as slutty as I would ever see her.
I will not mince words. Seeing her with an extremely low cleavage, exposed and perfectly curved belly, and a mini skirt that might as well not existed at all –seeing its length –it gave me an erection just looking at her. Of course, she didn’t know about it. I just had natural ways to tame that little bastard back down.
Still, I love watching her two lovely melons jiggle as she walked, hanging off my arm.
She was doing her best to play her part, and I was too caught up in watching her body move that I ended up playing my part unintentionally too. It was only as we approached the hotel that the idea that we were betraying Dante –or attempting to –came to me.
“Don’t be a baby, Daniel. Dante’s going to congratulate us even if we get seriously naked on the bed.” Lady encouraged with insistent eyes on me, trying her best to persuade me to play along. The reason she didn’t call her actual boyfriend for this game was that Dante just wouldn’t make his ass leave his chair, and I was available for her.
To her, I was just another Dante –except more willing to do job and with more time to spare since I wasn’t always lazing around like the latter. I wondered if she ever viewed me as a boyfriend-material.
“Remind me again why we’re here?” I asked, looking up at the overcast sky. The rain was going to pour anytime, and I didn’t exactly desire to be walking out in the open when the clouds let its load off.
“I’m your sex partner. Fuck-Buddy, if you must. You paid me to have an awesome time on the bed, and I’m going to work you out so hard that you don’t even have time to breathe properly.” Lady replied innocently, but I knew that glint of laughter in her eyes. The real-life Lady had changed quite some bit from the games and anime –considering that she now took Dante for a boyfriend.
I liked the real Lady. I liked the real, cruder and more practical Lady better than the anime’s Lady. This Lady was real. That Lady was pixels.
Visual images came to my mind at her description, and it took effort from me to not cause a strain in my new pair of pants.
“Strike that question. Why am I, Daniel Kries, here with you, Lady, demon hunter?” I asked with a slightly shocked face, earning melodious laughter from her.
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