Lady and the Dante (Devil May Cry)
by sexdottxt
Copyright© 2025 by sexdottxt
Erotica Sex Story: The Temen-ni-Gru toppled and Dante and Lady surrounded by demonkind, they get real hot and heavy together.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Consensual Heterosexual Fan Fiction Humor Demons Rough Cream Pie First Big Breasts Leg Fetish .
The world had been saved. Arkham’s ambition had been thwarted, Temen-ni-Gru was smashed to rubble, and for better or worse, Vergil was now lost to the demon realm. The forces of good had won.
That didn’t mean the remaining demons were going to let it go easy. Here alone with Lady, they were both surrounded. Guns out they exchanged heavy fire with the horde of Seven Hells that were itching for a piece of them.
But they could both take them alone. They were only surrounded by Prides, the bottom of the monster food chain. But for a human going toe to toe with these things, she knew how to put a fight. And not looking to run into his dear brother again anytime soon, this time he decided to stick around and put up a helping hand. Maybe he’d even score a date with her.
“Damn, but this really gets the blood pumping huh!” he said. “Especially in a certain place!”
“As if! Think with the right head and fucking kill them already!”
“Your wish is my command oh Lady!”
She groaned at that cliché response. It wasn’t long before their unholy audience faded to ash. Lady was panting and groaning, sweaty and looking all around her like a jaguar in the wild while Dante just blew away the smoke from Ebony and Ivory before spinning them around in his hands reholstered them. Then fist pumping he said, “Oh fuck yeah! Am I the shit or what?”
“What?”
“Come on, you can’t deny I looked good out there. All our problems are said and done in the past. How about you and me stick around. We make a good team.”
She looked at him with that same dead look she always had on her face. Then she said, “So do they!”
Looking back he saw it. Two Hells Lusts had popped in to join the party. He remembered he squared off with one of these things back when Arkham paid a visit to his place to issue a formal invitation to the grand reopening of Temen-ni-Gru. The top of the Seven Hells pecking order, these things usually worked alone. Clearly they were wising up when it came to this Son of Sparda.
He looked back at her. “Lady you should probably bail on outta here. These boys might prove to be too much for you.”
That was bullshit and she knew it. For a mere human, she had given this Son of Sparda one hell of a fight back in the tower. “You pissing your pants? Cause I can go all day!”
He snuck a glance at her chest. Even as fierce as she was, that shirt gave a nice look at her cleavage. Big tits, big guns. “Yeah, I guess I figured you got way bigger balls than I do.”
Even in that situation, her face flushed deep. Both at him being a perv and that being suck a sick burn. “Whatever! Just get to the killing!”
He drew Rebellion. “Works for me. Just careful not to shoot me, okay?”
“You’re making it a very easy proposition.”
“Wasn’t the kind of offer I had in mind. Hopefully after this is all over you and me can hit the rave going on inside. Then maybe I can offer you a proposition myself.” He held Rebellion with both hands in a formal fighting stance borne of the perfect practice old medieval warriors, nothing like the playboy he was acting like.
“You gonna talk all night or put that thing to good use?”
“For you, I will do anything my lady of the night!”
She groaned. Dante was ready to go at it but then there was suddenly an explosion. Dante looked back at her, saw she was toting a rocket launcher.
“Then shut up and take their heads.”
He stylishly spun his sword and slung it back over his shoulder. “Works for me.”
The ghouls were hanging low, looking miserable. Doing something like grunting, but not quite since they didn’t have any real organs. But just as Dante was ready to put these undead out of their misery permanently, both Lusts suddenly stopped in their tracks. Lady still had her hands on the trigger but it was Dante who was worried. Then both creatures faded to ash.
The demonslayer was a Fallen. These white ones looked angelic enough, only several sets of feathery wings wrapped around their bodies and shining radiant in this hellish night, but neither of them was fooled. Lady was raised by a priest and that one bad experience was enough, while the recently awakened Sparda blood in Dante’s veins was boiling red hotter than ever. And this one was wielding a blue energy sword that just snuffed out both Lusts.
Neither of them was feeling cocky anymore. Neither of them had seen these demons turn so readily on each other. But after the ordeals of the tower, they both probably had big bounties on their heads in the demonic realms of bounty hunting.
“ThAt yOur besT?” the creature said in a distorted and low voice with the rumble of rusty old bells.
“Provide backup for me and keep it’s attention,” Dante said. “I’ll cut it to pieces.”
“Works for me,” she said, emptying the clips in her handguns and popping in new ones.
They both went at it. But neither of them could get an edge on the thing. The Fallen made sure to keep it’s back from her so she couldn’t take any cheap shots at it’s weak spot. Contrary to Dante’s idea, the demon focused solely on him. And the wings around it’s chest seemed to be especially tough, it felt like he was battering at it with no luck. Meanwhile it was closing in on him with it’s sword of blue fire.
Not like he had a problem with that. This Son of Sparda looked and acted like a degenerate but he used Rebellion like a maestro, the kind of swordsmanship that would make every HEMA fanboy jizz their pants on the spot. After the recent events, he had come into his own. And having survived a stint in the demon realm, this thing might have been tougher than it’s standard brethren.
But it was still only a Fallen. Suddenly raining a series of stabbing thrusts like rain, he made an upward leaping slash and then came down with a slam that blew the wings wide open, revealing it’s shocked face. It always considered itself stronger than the rest of it’s kind, and here it was facing it’s demise like the rest of them.
Together with Lady’s sharpshooting, it wasn’t long before the coast was clear.
Dante whooped in his victory. “Damn, but I love this shit!”
Lady allowed herself to smile. She didn’t know what was going to come next. But however conflicted she was on putting the bullet in her evil father’s skull, things could be so much worse. This was victory.
She looked at him. Practically shirtless in his red coat, his masculine body was covered in a fresh sheen of sweat, she had put aside her raw attraction to him during the course of her odyssey. But in the wake of their triumph, her own body too heated from all the fighting, she was looking at him in a whole new light.
He shared the sentiment. “Undressing me with your eyes Lady?”
“Oh fuck yeah.”
She ran at him like crazy, pinning him down to the ground. It was so sudden and intense, Dante was surprised by her strength. He had dealt with some tough customers, but right now Lady was acting much like a demon herself.
In the ways that mattered. She was kissing him fiercely and he was all too happy to reciprocate. Tongues in each other’s mouths, her hands were feeling all up his muscular bod, and he responded by reaching up her skirt and grabbing that ass of hers. Contrary to her usual vicious demeanor, she only giggled at him manhandling her so.
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