#vergil x fem!reader

[actuallysaiyan]

22 with Vergillllll pleaseeee

warnings: vaginal fingering, mentions of breeding cycle, Vergil is in heat, Vergil avoiding reader prompt list here

Your relationship with Vergil was complicated to say the least. While you were pretty sure he didn’t completely hate you, it wasn’t far from it. He would often ignore you and scoff at your attempts at speaking to him. So as you continued to work and live with him, it just got worse and worse. Vergil became such a recluse that you were beginning to think that the man had decided to hate you after all. 

Days turned into weeks as Vergil did all he could to completely avoid you. If you were to go downstairs and he was reading on the couch, the man would snap his book closed and practically run upstairs. You were also thinking that maybe he asked Dante to not put you two together on missions, because Vergil was always heading out solo most days now without you.

It was starting to sting. At first you just figured he was antisocial, but he had made some efforts to get to know you before this period of seclusion happened. Vergil did come off as someone cold, but very gentle and lonely. You had admired his attempts at conversing before, but now he was just straight up avoiding you.

You would often lay in bed at night and think about him. You thought about how he was only a few doors down. You could just go over and knock on his door. But you never plucked up enough courage to do it. The days just slipped away from you, and with them came no sign that Vergil was ever going to spend any time with you again.

Dante chuckled when you first mentioned it. He rolls his eyes a little and says something under his breath at the expense of his older brother. You had never heard of a breeding cycle, but now you were intrigued. Dante mentioned that he had a few books on devil breeding cycles in Trish’s old room, and he coaxed you to go read them. You just knew you didn’t like the look in his eyes.

That night, you’re lying in bed with one of the old tomes. You’re less confused, but just more frustrated now. Vergil was going through his breeding cycle, and he was avoiding you because of it. You couldn’t help but feel a little aroused at the thought of being potentially the person or thing that triggered it. But you knew your heart would be crushed if it wasn’t you.

So you finally plucked up your courage and made your way down the hall to Vergil’s door. You knock quietly, and then you feel yourself get nervous about this. You’re just about to go back to your room when the door opens a little and a hand reaches out to grab you and pull you into the room. 

With your back against the door and Vergil hovering over you, you knew there was no escape from this. He feels so good against you like this, his muscular body pressed up against yours. His lips are practically on yours, and he takes your hand and guides it to his crotch. He’s so hard in his pants, and you feel a slight wet spot on the front of them.

“Can you feel what you’re doing to me?”

Those are the only words he says before he tosses you onto the bed. No more can he stand just waiting for his cycle to pass. He needs you like he’s needed anything else in this world. It’s like there’s air missing from his lungs and you’re the only person who can provide it. You’re the only cure for this ailment.

Vergil gets behind you, and he guides you onto your hands and knees. The perfect position for breeding, he thinks. It’s just so much more raw and primal in this position. Then you feel him push back the baggy shirt you were wearing to bed. There’s a choked sound that comes from him as he realizes you’re not wearing any panties.

Two of his fingers pump into you, making you gasp out his name. That’s the best sound he’s heard in a very long time. He wants to make you make more noises. It’ll help soothe some of this arousal for just a little bit. 

“Sing, my sparrow.” He coaxes as his fingers pump in and out of you. “I need to hear you sing for me,”

Your eyes roll back as his fingers hit the sweet spot deep inside of you. And when you moan his name, he knows he’s picked the right person to help him through his cycle. After all, who better than the person who triggered it?

#bacon.writes #vergil #vergil x you #vergil x reader #dmc vergil x you #devil may cry vergil #dmc vergil #vergil sparda #vergil sparda x reader #vergil x fem!reader #dmc vergil x reader #devil may cry vergil x you #devil may cry vergil x reader #devil may cry #devil may cry x reader

[philistiniphagottini]

For your smut prompt list, could I perhaps get 14. Choking w Vergil? You can also throw in anything else you want in there if you feel like it, have fun w it :3 💗

Oh my god Anon I love you so, so much, thank you for enabling me to write for devil may cry again. I didn't realise how much I needed this, I think I literally started vibrating as soon as this popped into my inbox. Thanks for the request, hope you enjoy~

14. Choking

Smut Prompts

cw. smut, penetrative sex, choking, fem! reader

"Vergil."

His name slipped from your kiss swollen lips in a breathless whisper. You could taste the desire in the back of your throat as you swallowed thickly, a pleasant shiver racing down your back as heat curled in the pit of your stomach. Another breathy moan of his name lay heavy on your tongue, eyelashes fluttering over your burning cheeks and threatening to slip close as you moved in tandem beneath him. Your bodies were joined in fervid rapture, the bedframe shaking as you trembled with it, your eyes glazed as you stared up your lover in a daze.

His usual slicked back hair was damp with sweat, wisps of snow-white hair clinging to his forehead and hanging low over his eyes. The usual crease in his brow ever present as he concentrated, rutting his hips forward as his deliciously thick cock parted your creamy folds with such dizzying ease it made your head spin. The coil in the pit of your stomach twisted tighter as you heard your name uttered from his bruised lips, sending your mind into a tizzy as your heart fluttered wildly in your chest. Your toes curled into the soles of your feet as you dug your heels into the beautiful dip of his back, coaxing him deeper as your greedy hole tried to swallow him whole. His breathing stuttered for a brief second as your drooling pussy clenched around him, your plush walls pulsing and massaging his throbbing dick. A low grunt stirred in the back of his throat as he dug his fingers tighter into the bed sheets beside your head, threatening to tear the silken fabric asunder if he showed even an ounce of his true strength.

"Vergil" you called again.

His attention snapped back to you as your shaky hands reached for his, your fingers curling around his wrist and tugging it from between the sheets. He watched you with a tilt of his head, curious blue eyes tracing your slow movements as you dragged the palm of his hand over your body. Your skin was searing beneath his touch as the tips of his fingers traced over the soft pudge of your stomach, moving higher to tickle your ribs before dipping between the valley of your supple breasts until his hand finally came to rest at the column of your throat. He could feel your pulse flutter wildly beneath the press of his hand, your blood boiling hotly in your veins as you squeezed his wrist between your small hands, looking up at him with silent, pleading eyes. A soft sigh fell from his lips as he moved his hand higher along your throat, your head tipping back and allowing him more access to your skin.

"Is this what you wanted?" he murmured, a teasing lilt to his voice as the palm of his hand lay heavy against your neck.

You nodded, squeezing his arm again as your skin continued to burn with the intensity of a raging inferno, a stark contrast to the cool touch of his hand. The pressure in your stomach intensified as the piston of Vergil’s hips increased, your bones feeling like they were going to turn to dust from the friction alone. You choked on a ragged gasp of air as the fingers around your throat tightened, slowly squeezing the air from your lungs. A broken hum rumbled in your chest, your nails scratching at his skin like a content cat as your head started to get fuzzy, the feeling if his pubic bone pressing into your poor, neglected clit making your mind reach for the stars. You could hear your heart pounding in your ears like the loud beat of a drum as it lodged itself in your throat, lungs pinching in your chest as you were deprived of more oxygen. A blissful expression lit up your features even as a blood vessel in your head threatened to burst, the knot in the pit of your stomach tangling tighter and tighter until it felt like something inside of you was going to break.

Vergil watched your expression carefully, the giddy smile on your face stirring something warm in his chest as your own pleasure only served to push his own higher and higher with an intense, burning need. You might be called foolish for placing your trust in a devil like him, your heart beating beneath the firm grip of his hand. One simple twist of his wrist and he could crush your windpipe without even really having to try. Perhaps that was why you liked this so much; the tantalising danger of knowing that his strength could easily overwhelm you if he didn’t show any semblance of restraint. His jaw tensed, a hiss of air whistling through his clenched teeth as your soused walls clenched tighter around his cock. He could feel the tip of his cock throbbing against the soft, gummy patch deep inside you that made stars waver in your vision. He felt your hands slowly loose their grip around his wrist as he continued to pound you into the mattress, your eyes slowly rolling to the back of your head as you struggled to stay conscious. In that moment, he let go when your encroaching orgasm finally caught up to you.

You could swear you were about to pass out as the constricting feeling around your throat was released and the coil in your stomach shattered into a million pieces. Broken noises crawled up your throat as you writhed beneath Vergil, every frayed, white hot nerve overloading as you gulped down heavy gasps of air while your world exploded around you. The rapturous feeling was almost indescribable. Vergil cursed something foul under his breath as your slick juices coated his cock, making it easier for him to bury himself to the hilt as the pressure inside of him abruptly snapped. The push of his hips went still, your pussy squeezing him impossibly tight as his viscous seed coated your insides with heavy ropes of white. A growl rumbled in his chest, forehead pressed into your shoulder as his sharp teeth grazed your skin, scraping your searing skin as your abdomen tingled with warmth.

Pearls of his cum overflowed from your overstimulated mound, dripping down your quaking thighs in thick rivulets as he parted from you with a wet pop. His hands came to rest at your sides as you lazily tangled your fingers in his hair, brushing the damp bangs from his forehead as you slowly regained control of your breathing. Your senses were slow to crawl back to you, white spots stilling dotting the corners of your vision as your heart continued to race. Vergil’s breath was warm against your cheek as he dragged his lips along your jawline, trailing butterfly kisses along your skin until your heart nestled back into your chest.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"Head is fuzzy" you admitted, your voice coming out in a low rasp.

You felt completely weak yet utterly satisfied beneath him, muscles becoming completely lax as you sank further into the comfortable confines of the sheets. You wanted to hold onto him just for a little while longer, scratching your nails along the lean muscles in his physique and simply enjoying basking in his presence.

#my writing #request #devil may cry #devil may cry x reader #devil may cry smut #vergil x reader #x reader #fem!reader

[qfzeeph]

felt like gushing about the silly blue man today so here's a rare "you get zeeph writing" moment!!

♡Kaito (Vocaloid) x Reader/Master HCs♡

♡this be fluffy, with a teeny tiny bit of spicy jokes towards as a treat. that's about it♡

♡ So, what is he exactly? You have no idea. Some sort of weird ambiguous cross between an android and just a regular ordinary human it seems? But that air of mystery is part of what makes him so charming. You wouldn't have even known he had mechanical parts somewhere within him if he hadn't spoken to you. You can definitely hear it in his voice (though sometimes when he sings it's very easy to forget!) and through some of his mannerisms, but he just seems to be a regular human guy otherwise. Don't try to ask him about it either, because he's not even quite sure himself. All he knows is he woke up one morning with the mission to make people around the world happy and that he's got some sort of internal machinery and coding within him. ♡Absolute cuddlebug. His favorite time of day is when you're snuggled together under a warm blanket. Need I say more? They don't call him "Cozy Kaito" for nothing. He's warm like a space heater, but not uncomfortably warm. ♡Cut the fancy date crap, he'd rather go out for ice cream or a romantic walk in the park. It's the little things for him, and ice cream of course. Taking him out to get ice cream means the world to him. ♡However, he isn't afraid to spoil you silly with little things either. Flowers, candies, various treats, you come home to them all the time. Any of those little things that make your day a little brighter he's gonna do for you. Your smile is incredibly important to him, and he wants to make sure you're feeling loved whenever possible. ♡He's your biggest cheerleader. He wants to see you succeed and will relentlessly hype you up for whatever you're doing. If you are to fail, he'll be there to soften the blow and get you back on your feet to try again. ♡Sometimes, you have to remind him that ice cream and cuddles isn't going to solve every problem. Since he's programmed with the task of making others happy, sometimes he forgets that and may push a little too far when you're stressed. He tries his best to catch himself, and while he is learning to combat that initial urge to cheer you up sometimes he still slips up. Just a simple "I need a little space right now" is more than enough to remind him though. It was hard for him to hear at first but he quickly understood. ♡Another "programming quirk" he has is calling you "Master." If you like that, he won't stop! But if you're like me and would rather him just call you by your name, he'll happily oblige the best he can. However, in moments of passion, he might let a "Master" or two slip out, or combine your name with the word. I'm sure it'll make for some cute pet names. ♡On the topic of pet names, he loves them. Thinks all the little nicknames you give him are super cute. He'll definitely try and find some for you too on the "cutesy-romantic" end. ♡Even Kaito gets sad. He struggles with the idea that he's a failure occasionally and that he's not doing enough. A little love from you is a quick fix, and over time with your care he may even overcome that mindset.

♡He loves to go out places with you, whether it be for errands, work, or fun. If he's not sure about where you took him though, don't be surprised if he clings to you like a lost puppy for a bit until he figures out what's going on. ♡Speaking of cling, he's a clinger. Loves to hold your hand, walk with an arm around you, carry you around the house, sit with his head on your shoulder (or your head on his shoulder!) ♡Kaito plays a lot of different roles when he performs. If there's a specific one you like, he'd be more than happy to add bits and pieces of that role to your interactions. Of course, his usual goofy self will always shine through. Though he's also willing to apply playing the role to other scenerios if you so desire (wink wink) ♡Loves to sing to you. There's songs he sings to you that'll never leave your room, both in a spicy sense and in a "I don't want anyone else to hear this because I wrote it for you and you alone" sense. He also likes to learn the words to your favorites (mainly non vocaloid, or vocaloid songs that don't feature him if applicable) and sing them to you! Expect a lot of sappy, cute song outbursts during your time at home, and occasionally when you're out too but not quite as often. Though you may catch him humming the melody to one of your favorite songs while you're out and about! He'd be incredibly happy if you sang along with him too. Even if you think you can't sing, he'll tell you you've got the voice of an angel. Author's Note: For me personally, I like to imagine he'd sing the chorus to "You Are My Sunshine" every night before bed. But that's just me :) (please click on that. I'm begging you. I have no idea why that video only has like 100 views on it as of me writing this because it's literally so good and heartwarming and it's also like the full song which is honestly pretty sad in terms of lyrics in retrospect but the chorus gets me real good real good reeeallll goooooood.) ♡Last, but not least... The scarf stays on. no exceptions. If you catch my drift ;) (okay. one exception, to throw it in the washer when it gets dirty.)

fhsdlfjsdlkfjsd hope you enjoyed me drooling all over the place with this. I'm starting to become shameless when it comes to sharing this kind of stuff in the best possible way. it's the lord's year of 2024 imma do what I want and write about all my favorite fictional men

#kaito x reader #kaito x master #selfship #selfship imagines #selfship headcanons #gender neutral reader #vocaloid #vocaloid headcanons #kaito vocaloid #kaitoposting #vocaloid x reader #note if any of these ever end up having a gender focus it'll likely be fem focused because writer is a tiddy haver #i got brave again today i'm always afraid to share these #if I can keep the writer momentum going #expect V Vergil and Byakuya variants of this post. #they won't be nearly as sickeningly sweet as Kaito's because they offer a very different kind of love >:))))) #zeephwrites

[mooncakesofpan]

DMC

Dante: 

Kitchen concoctions   

#dante sparda x reader #dante x reader #dmc x reader #v x reader #vitale x reader #nico x reader #nero x reader #dmc 5 #dmc5 v #dmc nero #vergil x reader #dmc vergil #dmc vitale #x gn reader #fem!reader #male reader

[saotoru]

how they eat it

dante, nero, vergil x fem reader

tw cum eating

dante

dante is sloppy. he likes it filthy and messy. the sight of your sticky cunt covered with his cum drives him so fucking feral that he lowers his mouth onto you and laps it up, moaning at how good you both taste. he knows you’re still sensitive from your last orgasm, overstimulated by the way you squeal his name and pull on his hair, but dante doesn’t care. he needs to feel you cum on his face. he wants it so bad that he whines into your cunt, slipping two fingers inside you while his lips wrap around your clit, the sensitivity bringing you close to another orgasm.

“fuck, you taste so good, angel… tastes so good when you’re covered in me. cmon princess, squirt for me, please make a mess on me…”

a hand comes to press down on your lower abdomen and that’s enough to send you hurtling over the edge, all the pressure building up finally releasing. you shake violently while dante fucks you through your orgasm, but he’s got you, licking up all you have to offer. he pulls back for a moment to admire your pussy glistening with saliva, cum, and squirt, smoothing his hands over your thighs. “good job, pretty girl… give me another one, yeah?”

nero

nero is sweet, so gentle that it’s almost teasing. he’s nervous peeling off your panties to admire your pretty pussy, shiny with arousal. he’s so awestruck that he forgets he’s just staring and his warm breath tickles, making you close your thighs instinctively, a bit shyly.

“no, no,” he says as he gently pries your legs open once more. his eyes meet yours. “you’re so gorgeous.”

“nero…”

the whine in your voice is so cute that nero just can’t help but give you what you want. he presses a kiss at the junction of your thigh, his thumbs rubbing soft circles on your knees. “i know, baby.”

he loves to kiss everywhere first, softly, over both thighs and all over your pussy. he wants to show you how much you mean to him. it makes you squirm in anticipation with how slow he’s being, how ticklish his lips feel, that you almost whine again before finally feeling him press a long kiss to your clit. nero rewards you for your patience by making out with your sensitive clit, the moans it earns him spurring him on, his tongue parting your folds. he can’t get enough of your reaction, entranced by the way your hips twitch with every flick of his tongue. you’re so cute when you grind yourself against his face like this, that he can’t help but hump into the mattress, getting himself off to being used to make you cum.

vergil

vergil is actually feral. for someone who prides himself on composure and self control, he’s rough when he eats you out. he can’t help it. his burning desire to taste you is so overwhelming that all he can do is shove his face further into your pussy. he grips the soft flesh of your thighs hard and pins them to the bed, leaving you unable to squirm away from his relentless tongue. it’s too much, your clit still sore from your third orgasm but vergil isn’t done. he needs more. “your taste…” his voice is a growl, borderline inhuman. “it’s driving me insane.”

the nails digging into the flesh of your thighs become sharper, and you realize that he’s close to dting. the realization has your legs accidentally clamping around his head but vergil growls, large hands forcing you open and holding you still.

“enough. take it.”

you can’t interrupt him, not when he’s like this, not when he needs to have his fill of you. he mouths at your pussy, pressing his face into you as much as he can. slick coats his face, tongue, nose, everywhere, filling his senses with you, but it’s still not enough. he gives your clit a rough, hard lick, pleased how you writhe and whine beneath him. vergil loves how vulnerable and pliant you are, letting him make you cum again and again until he’s satisfied.

#i forgor how to write #LOOK AWAY #plz do not perceive this #dmc x reader #dante x reader #vergil x reader #idgaf if this even shows up in the tags lol #I just needed to post this so I can stop re editing it lmfao #i still hate it and am not happy w it LMAOO

[viciousvortexx]

Hush ~

When you and Vergil need each other but can't be loud (good luck).

Vergil x Fem!Reader

warnings: smut, dirty talk, penetration, unprotected sex, choking.

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“Shhh, sweetheart, they will hear you...” Vergil whispers while you two are spooning, his muscular frame pressed against your back, the sound of his breathing so close to your ear all the time it almost makes tickles. “You're going to wake up the others.”

Indeed, you and him were spooning, a kind of a more intimate spoon, that's how it all started, a comfortable and innocent spoon, till Vergil was thrusting in and out of you, one of his strong and rough hands holding up one of your legs to make it easier to reach the deepest places inside your body. Usually, he would prefer to wait for the guests to go back home, but since everyone on the Devil May Cry agency decided to visit for a few days, it was almost impossible to have some privacy, except at this hour, late at night, when everyone is sleeping. The silence fills the house for the first and last time of the day, a good and a bad thing, because now you have to fight to not make any loud sounds, a task so hard to complete when Vergil is fucking you so deliciously from behind.

The half demon wasn't able to control himself, not when you were smelling so good after the bath, fresh with the familiar and addictive smell that only your skin haves. He was so hungry after spending so many days without taking you, and resisting was impossible when Vergil wrapped his strong and bare arms around your body, the indiscreet bulge on his pants poking you from behind, begging for attention. When you realized, all of the clothes were thrown to the ground, your neked body completely at his mercy, now there's no turning back, you are his, and it's clear on his crystalline eyes that he belongs to you.

A single cry escapes from your lips when Vergil picks up the pace, his cock buried deep inside your tight and slick pussy, the tip hitting the sweet spot that always make you see stars, and he knew it very well, the proud smirk on Vergil's face could tell.

“Hush, darling, I know you want to scream, but...” Vergil laughs low on his throat, both of you knows he wanted to hear those screams more than you want to do it. “... you're a good girl for me, aren't you? Stay quiet.”

Your heart skips a beat when Vergil starts to move even more fast and hard, making the bed squeak a little, he was definitely doing this on purpose to push you to your limits, it was working. Eyes rolling in your head, ready to moan loudly, but Vergil quickly covers your mouth with one hand, a slightly muffled gutural growl echoes from his lips making your skin vibrate, the light slapping sound while he pounds into you relentlessly, gods, you swear you could die right now.

“I missed you so much, my angel... I want to fill you up with my seed.”

You take Vergil's hand to place it on your neck instead of your mouth, he knows exactly what to do, his fingers carefully wrapping around it to choke you, how could he do this with so much care yet so roughly?

Sugar coated words falling from his lips directly to your ear like a prayer, a huge contrast with his choking and hips slapping against your ass, his warm body embracing yours from behind, and the world seems to spin around as you feel his grip on your neck loose to move his long fingers down to your aching clit, rubbing fast circles around it. Bitting down your own finger, eyes closing shut, your body prepares to the final act, it was too much to take, the orgasm washes over you, making you whimper Vergil's name in such a sweet way that makes him grunt in approval, and as if he was waiting for you to finish to have his own release, the half demon press his sweaty body on yours, holding you right on place, releasing a powerful load of thick cum that seems to never end. Vergil's hot breath comes shallow and ragged on your neck, the panting sounds and heartbeats are the only thing both can hear for a few seconds, till something like a snore, but way more scandalous and terrifying, can be heard from Dante's room, breaking the silence as you and Vergil laugh warmly together.

“I think we didn't wake up anyone, on the contrary, they seem to be in a... deep sleep, good.”

He trails a little path with kisses on your shoulder, his hands that were so rough just minutes ago while choking you now are gentle again, soothingly caressing your exposed arms. Vergil finally pulls out, humming satisfied, leaving a wet trail behind. You are ready to turn at him to cuddle, but before this could happen, you see Vergil's lips curling up into a smile while he disappears underneath the blankets, both of your thighs being spread wide open by his firm grip. “Remember, not a single word, sweetheart.”

#vergil sparda #vergil #vergil smut #devil may cry #devil may cry smut #vergil x reader #fanfic #oneshot #writing

[icycoldninja]

the DMC boys (Dante, Vergil, Nero, V) finding out reader is pregnant???

Sparda boys + V x Pregnant!Fem!Reader headcannons

¤ Dante ¤

-Freaks the hell out--not out of disappointment or anger or anything like that, but out of excitement.

-Immediately starts researching dad jokes so he and Vergil can have a "dad-off" to see who can be cornier.

-Also helps you decorate and stuff, giggling and laughing the entire time.

-Talks a lot about his plans for the baby; how he wants to be a better dad than his was, how he wants to prepare it for demon hunting, and how he wants to train it to insult Vergil on sight.

-He's also got a whole-ass list of pranks to pull with the baby prepared, from chucking water balloons at your unsuspecting neighbors to TP-ing the neighborhood houses.

-Other than that clearly childish mischief, Dante's already rocking the "middle aged dad" vibes so he'll do fine.

■ Vergil ■

-His first thought was: "Oh no, not again."

-Vergil was legitimately afraid of having another child after what happened with Nero and his unknown mother, however, you managed to convince him that this would be different and that you wouldn't be going anywhere.

-Vergil had a lot of nightmares and troubled dreams the next few weeks. Though his heart wanted to believe you, his damaged mind had other plans, which it revealed to him in the form of horrible visions.

-With your help, and a lot of time, he got over these dark thoughts and began to see the light in having another child.

-Though he wouldn't dare speak it aloud, Vergil was convinced that the baby would reunite the Sparda family once and for all: Nero would finally have a sibling whom he'd want to visit, allowing Vergil to spend more time with his son, and since he, Nero, and the new baby would all be together, Dante would naturally join in and the boys could be bros again.

-After having that revelation, Vergil became noticeably more excited for the baby's birth.

□ Nero □

-Nero is excited but terrified.

-He's more than happy to learn you're expecting, but since he's so young, he's worried he won't make a good dad. You'd think he'd ask his parents for help, but no...he never knew his mom and his dad is less than pleasant.

-So, what does he do? Nothing. He puts his hood up and sits on the couch, doing nothing in tense silence.

-After an hour or so of brooding, he decides, fuck it, he's gonna wing it and be the best dad the Sparda bloodline will ever see.

-He proudly announces this fact over dinner at Devil May Cry, eliciting mixed responses, particularly from the soon-to-be-grandpa.

-You and Nero will be excellent parents who raise a happy, healthy child, he'll see to that.

● V ●

-Doesn't even know what being pregnant means, and can you really blame him? The only piece of literature he's ever read is William Blake's poetry, it's a miracle he can tie his shoes. Oh wait, he wears sandals.

-Griffon knows, somehow, and explains what it is. The minute the realization dawns upon him is the minute his eyes widen, his mouth drops open, and he nearly passes out.

-A baby, a real life baby is brewing gestating in your tummy and it's his?! He helped make life!? What?!

-V is ecstatic! He can't wait to read this baby bedtime stories, sing it lullabies, and rock it to sleep.

-Even his familiars are preparing; Griffon is ready to give it a light show with his magic and Shadow keeps bringing dead birds as gifts.

-V might be a complete noob when it comes to living life, but hey, so is your baby, so they can figure things out together.

#Dmc #Dmc5 #devil may cry #Devil may cry 5 #Dmc dante #Dmc vergil #Dmc Nero #Dmc v #Dmc5 dante #Dmc5 vergil #Dmc5 Nero #Dmc5 v #Devil may cry dante #Devil may cry 5 vergil #Devil may cry5 nero #Devil may cry 5 v #Dante x reader #Vergil x reader #Nero x reader #V x reader #Requested #thanks for requesting #icycoldninja writes #Headcannons #Fluff #Fluffy

[pupcuck]

CAROL OF THE BALLS !

ft. leon s. kennedy x fem!reader x dante (dmc)

tags. i made them brothers, cucking, threesome, age gap, size kink, ass play, leon eats his cum so incest, cum eating, creampie, p in v

note. SORRY FOR BEING LATE AGAIN i have been tweaking :3 but um whatever! ignore typos or i’ll detonate :3 feedback n rbs much appreciated !!! ooc bc dante is literally a well-meaning old man but i have to make him sleazy for porn without plot purposes sorry!! i also cut the smut short bc. bc i wanted to get this out so sorry if it’s jolty 😭

tumblr has started to remove fics that use tw non-con, tw incest and any nsfw tags in general. for this reason, as i’d like my fic to appear in the tags so i can have the same reach as other authors, please understand that this fic contains dark content under the cut. reading this comes at your own risk.

Your love for Leon, much to his dismay, is no match for your pursuit of cock. His poor girl, you suffer from this awful disease at such a young age, the kind that tears a family apart - wandering hands they call it. In Leon’s terms, it would be something more akin to cock-driven. That’s your motivation, and if you see one you like, you’re gonna get it. Fuck, you’d do rocket science on the spot for a nice, fat cock. Unfortunately, it just so happens to be his older brother that you’ve set your eye on. And Leon’s older brother is the most shameless asshole since, like, god, Mark Antony? That guy was obnoxious, right? Fucking his best friend’s wife and all.

Dante is that obnoxious but amplified tenfold, if you can even imagine that. He’s got a big mouth to match his stature, and, you guessed it, he’s got one hell of a dick stuffed into those tacky leather pants. And you’re taking a very obvious gander at what sort of goodies he’s got tucked away. You’re playing footsie with him under the table for fuck’s sake. Leon can tell by the way you���re slouched too far back in your seat, but it’s mainly ‘cause he dropped his fork and when he lifted the table cloth, he found your foot rubbing along Dante’s inner thigh while his fingers toyed with the frilly cuff of your sock. Bringing you home for Christmas was a mistake. You’re too precious to give up and too hard to reign in. He should just store you away in a jar of some sort, poke a few holes in the lid so you can breathe, a bird cage perhaps, or maybe a crate?

Knowing you, you’d manage to get your paws on Dante either way. A cage would be no problem, just slip it right on in through the gaps! A makeshift gloryhole if you will. Honestly, he’d prefer you to pick Vergil over Dante, at least the guy has it all together, at least he’s not a washed up loser who can’t pay his bills, at least he’s not Dante. You’d think as the younger sibling you’d turn out better, right? It’s like baking a cake, the first time it’s shit, and the second time it’s better. Not soft in the centre, not burnt to a crisp on the sides - just don’t work like that around here. Instead, Leon’s parents had the stronger, taller, hotter, bigger one first, then little Leon to top it all off. Little ‘cause he’s 5’10 with insoles only.

Oh yeah, you can ask around town. Leon Kennedy? That guy’s decent, nice face, nice smile, nice guy. Dante? One that walks around like his dick is weighing him down, fuckin’ pornstar face, can tell if a girl likes him when she’s got her ankles behind her head – yeah, I know him, he broke my parents marriage up, and he fucked my sister, and my auntie, yeah, the one that came over for the holidays. I don’t really mind ‘cause he gave it to me after too! Oh, no way, I couldn’t do that with Leon, he’s more of the settle down type, don’t you think?

No one has actually said that and yes, he is more of the settle down type, but Leon has had his fair share of flings, and contrary to popular belief - missionary is not the only position he knows. He knows how to put a girl on her knees, no stranger to it. Maybe, just maybe, his dick is the problem. It’s not small, not quite big, it’s adequate, or perhaps it’s inadequate and that’s why you’re offering to wash the dishes alongside Dante. Leon hasn’t seen Dante do a household chore since 1976, that’s when Leon was in the womb if you didn’t know. Meaning he hasn’t ever seen Dante do a single chore, not even pick up his own underwear the fucking slob. And don't even get him started on you. The girl who struggles to get the vacuum working when Leon’s not around, then you do it half heartedly for five minutes before complaining about your back aching.

He’s pacing outside the kitchen like a guard on duty, listening in on your conversation with Dante, it’s absolutely thrilling. Leon couldn’t think of a better way to spend his time, he just loves to hear his girlfriend flirt her way into his brother’s pants.

Oh, your hands are so big, Dante! Wow, they’re so much bigger than mine. My goodness, Dante, you could pick me up, like, sooooo easy! I wonder what else is big! Has your hair always been that colour? No, that’s so not true, Dante, doesn’t make you look old at all! It suits you, don’t look a day over twenty. Duh, of course I’m joking, I like ‘em old anyway. Do you babe? You should go ahead and suck his old man cock, sure Dante wouldn’t mind, and it’s not like Leon has any say. You’re young and fickle - this is what he deserves for dating a girl your age. What more do you know than dick?

“It’s okay, he won’t wake up,” Your voice is muffled in his ears, distant despite you being less than an inch away from him. He shifts, feels around for your warmth, clasps an arm that’s way too jacked.

Leon’s brother is remarkable really, he turns over after a struggle with the bedside lamp, sees Dante’s teeth gleaming, your little hands splayed flat across his chest. He’d go at him, make a feast of it, he wishes for the tearing of Dante’s throat to be biblical. God, Kane and Abel have nothing on them. “You gotta be fuckin’ kidding me.” His digs his nails into hardened muscle.

“Please, baby,” You beg him, beg is an exaggeration, from you it’s a command. Like, not Oh, please, Leon! May I suck and fuck your brother while you lay beside us? More of a Please, shut your mouth and let me have this, Leon. I haven’t had good dick ever since I started dating you.

He falters, “No, babe,” Leon shakes his head, lip curling upwards in both disgust and wonderment at the boldness of your request. “No, are you crazy?”

“C’mon, Leon,” Dante pouts, and it’s disturbing to see a grown man with no upper lip do that. “She just wants to have a little fun.”

“Don’t— don’t get involved, this is between me and her.” His attempt at assertion is only met with amusement.

“Leon, please?” You bat your lashes. Beat. His heart hammers in his chest. Then Leon closes his eyes like a good boy, he’s always been great at taking orders. Whatever. Fuck his brother to your heart’s content.

“He not treatin’ you right, sweet thing?” Dante murmurs into your neck, his thick fingers parting your slippery folds, rubbing deft circles on your twitching clit.

He grits his teeth so hard they squeak. Leon treats you perfectly well. Surely, saying otherwise—

“No, Dante,” You pout up at his brother, a small hand curled around his wrist as he pushes his fingers knuckle-deep into your slick cunt.

Stupid bitch. Leon has never been inclined to call a woman a bitch, total lie, but Claire told him it’s not appropriate, and Claire is usually right about most things. Not right now though, girls are fucking brutal.

“No?” Dante coos, “My little brother can’t please his girl? Can’t get this little cunt soaked?” There’s a wet smack, and you gasp.

“Don’t do that.” Leon can’t help himself, it’s like he insists on making a fool of himself. “She doesn’t like that.”

“Do it again.” You plead, “Dante, please, feels so good.” The crooked smile Dante gives him is humiliation at its finest.

He draws his hand back, spanks your cunt, the fleshy part of his palm mashing against your clit. “You don’t even know what your girl likes.”

“I do.” Leon’s chest aches, his dick aches even more, feels like it’s about to over-inflate and pop.

“Bet you like it rough, don’t you, babe?” Dante asks, presses his nose into your neck, licks a stripe up your jugular.

“She does not.”

“Yes.” You nod crazy like a dashboard bobblehead.

Dante raises his brows when he glances sideways at Leon, “He’s not givin’ it to you is he? You want him all up in your guts, baby, don’t you?”

“Yes, yes, god, please,” You whine, clit thrumming beneath Dante’s fingertips. “Want it here.” You bring Dante’s hand to rest on your abdomen, “wanna feel you here, please.”

“Dirty little bitch,” Dante coaxes an orgasm out of you with his fingers alone.

“Don’t speak to her like that.”

“I’ll speak to her how I want,” He retorts, “She likes it, ‘s why you’re gettin’ me all wet, isn’t it, baby?”

“Mhm,” Your eyes follow his every move, and Leon has never seen you so enthralled during sex. He’s used to you laying on your back like a dead girl, legs over his shoulders, letting out the occasional grunt of discomfort.

His head dips low, the sheets are long forgotten, crumpled at the foot of the bed. Dante’s big hands spread your cheeks apart, licks into your cunt, flicks his tongue over your clit— and you moan like you never have before. Back bowing off the bed, covering your mouth with a balled-up fist, chest heaving.

“That good, baby?” Dante hums, his teeth scrape over your clit when he pulls back the hood, and you squirm.

“So good, so good— ‘s so fuckin’ good, god!”

Alright, can’t be that good, now you’re just putting it on to piss Leon off. You’ve never sucked his dick well enough for him to moaning like that. Then again, his dick doesn’t have a million nerve endings. The sounds Dante is making are downright lewd, unnecessary even, you’re dripping all over his face, his chin wet and shiny with your pussy— then he makes the jump. A move that’s bold even for a dude as outrageous as Dante, his pink tongue follows the natural trail from pussy to asshole. Licks the puckered rim till you relax, and there’s no resistance from you whatsoever. You’re just letting this grimy bastard eat your fucking ass? Even Leon hasn’t gotten that far, not that he’s asked, not that he’s ever thought about it - something about the second hole just feels wrong.

Dante spits on it, manages to get his thumb in nicely, then he sits up, leaves you empty. “Just a little girl takin’ big things, aren’t you? How am I s’posed to fit in this tight cunt without breaking it?” He tilts his head to the side, eyes droopy like he’s drunk on pussy juice alone. Probably is. Shit is potent. Especially when you’ve been nose-deep.

His brother only smiles, gives a pointed look to Leon’s dick straining against the fabric of his boxers, the sticky wet patch. “That’s why she wants cock so bad, huh?” Leon is not small. His dick is just right, it’s fine, it’s sufficient. There’s nothing wrong with it, but he cups a hand over his bulge to hide it from Dante.

Dante shucks off his pants, and yeah, Leon really is the little brother in every sense. He might as well just kill himself at this point, there is no winning against a dick that fat. Shit’s so big it’s hanging downwards, so heavy it can’t even hold itself up. Some big fucking balls to level it out. Jesus, is he seriously admiring his brother’s dick right now? Listen, it’s just got some real weight to it, and Leon has to say he’s impressed. Only seen this breed of horsecock in porn.

“Gosh, Dante,” You’re lovestruck, cockstruck, a trembling hand reaches forward to cup his heavy balls, then wrap it around the base, and it’s honestly so big your thumb and middle finger struggle to meet.

“Don’t throw her around like that, oh my god.” Leon frowns, catches your head from knocking against the headboard when Dante manhandles you onto your front. “Just be careful.” If you told Leon he’d be watching his brother fuck his little girlfriend from behind with a thumb in her ass, he’d say, yeah, sounds about right. Some shit that would happen to a guy like me.

“She can take it.” Dante says, then he’s sheathed inside with a single glide of his cock, no resistance whatsoever. You’re that wet. Dripping down your thighs. God, he’s never seen you get so worked up. “Can’t you, babe?”

“Yes, please, just give it to me please, Dante,” Now that’s begging, not that shit you were doing earlier. “Wan’ it so bad, please, might die, Dante.”

“Alright, okay, baby, only ‘cause you asked so nicely.” He snickers, wraps his arm around your front and then fucks into you so hard the bed rocks. Headboard hits the wall. Stuff you see in movies. God, his poor girl, you’ll be ruined once Dante’s done with you.

“Oh my god, oh my god, Dante,” You mewl an endless string of expletives, arch so your hips push back onto his fat cock, and your eyes roll back into your head, and there’s spit trickling down your chin— Holy fucking shit. It’s like watching a porno play out. Hell, it might very well be a porno. C’mon, where’s the camera, is this Dante’s new side gig? Is this keeping his lights on, his fridge full, his water running? Wouldn’t put it past him.

Once he creams your hole, Dante’s quick to spread you apart with his big hands, you’re still gaping. “Go on, Leon.” He says very simply, smiles the way he always does when he suggests something outlandish. “Clean her up.”

Leon’s never eaten pussy from the back, it’s impolite. Crude. That’s the general consensus, right? And Leon’s a feminist, he’ll eat a pussy that sits itself on his face, he’ll snuggle up between a thick pair of thighs - but from the back, oh, it’s just obscene. Still does it though. Eats his brother's thick cum from your hole, sucks on your swollen clit, laps till there’s nothing left that’s dirtier than his own tongue. Then he goes to bed with a hard dick and the taste of his brother’s cum in the back of his throat. He’ll sleep it off.

#leon s kennedy x you #leon kennedy x you #leon s kennedy x reader #leon kennedy imagine #leon s kennedy smut #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy smut #resident evil x reader #resident evil leon #dante sparda smut #dante sparda x reader #dmc dante smut #dmc dante x reader

[bitterlycursedstars]

Short fluff/smut.

Vergil x Fem!reader

Word count: 576

Summary: Vergil sneaks into your room late at night while you're sleeping to express his feelings to you in a certain way.

(Predetermined relationship, not r*pe)

Devil In The Night

You fell asleep on your side, but rolled over onto your back sometime in the night. The sound of your door slowly opening made you stir in your sleep, but didn't fully wake you up. No, the feeling of someone sitting on your bed and wrapping their hands around the underside of your thighs did the trick. You immediately lifted your head with wide eyes and looked down to see him between your legs, pushing your thighs up to your chest as he settled between them. The moment he saw your eyes open, he covered your mouth with his large hand.

  "Shh..." Was all he said as he shifted his hips slightly, rubbing his hardness against your underwear, which elicited a small gasp from you. You tried to shut your thighs, but he kept them forced open with his hips as he moved your underwear to the side with his free hand, exposing you to him. You closed your eyes and let out a soft whine as you felt long fingers slowly entering you, subconsciously arching your back.

"If I let go of your mouth, will you stay quiet?" He whispered, raising his eyebrow. All you could do was nod frantically while his other hand continued teasing you. He slowly moved his hand from your mouth to rest on your thigh. "Good girl."

The hand that was resting on your thigh moved down to join the other one, teasing you, while this one stroked your now-swollen bud. You arched your back a little more and bit your bottom lip to stifle a moan as your thighs instinctively tried to snap shut. You dug your nails into your sheets and began to pant softly, doing everything in your power to hold back your moans.

"You have been a good girl, haven't you? I believe it's time for your reward..." He slowly pulled his fingers out of you, only to replace them with his aching member with a soft groan. This time, you couldn't stop the small moan that left your mouth. Your hips instinctively bucked up against his to take every inch of his throbbing member inside of your slick hole.

"Vergil..." You whined softly before his lips collided with yours, cutting you off from saying anything else. One hand of yours buried its fingers in his hair, while the other dug its nails into his upper back, causing him to moan into your mouth. His hands also found their way into your hair, gripping and tugging as both of you moved in sync, the pace and intensity gradually escalating as the heat built up inside both of you.

Your tongues danced with each other, occasionally vying for dominance amidst the moaning and groaning. Your legs tightened around his hips and your movements became more and more erratic. He knew it would not be long until you came undone for him. He smirked and bit your bottom lip before whispering into your ear.

"Lose yourself to me, my princess. Show me how much you love me..." You felt his warm breath and his soft lips grazing your ear, and that was all it took. You tugged his hair hard and nearly drew blood from his back with your nails as your walls clenched and unclenched around his member. He let go of your hair to instead grip your pillow tightly as he spilled himself into you, letting his body tell you what he was unable to.

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[actuallysaiyan]

Go With The Flow(Sparda men cum headcanons)

warnings: smut, creampies duhhh, slight breeding kink, mentions of cumming on someone, swearing, rough sex, male moaning, uhmmm smuttiness.

word count: 1.9k

pairings: Dante x Fem!Reader, Vergil x Fem!Reader, Nero x Fem!Reader and V x Fem!Reader

a/n: shout out to @beneathstarryskies, who is amazing and always believes in me and helped beta read this.

He has a tendency to cum a LOT. It’s quite thick too. But only a few shots come out. Its thick consistency makes up for how little shots come out. It makes for such a high volume out of such a small amount that comes out at the moment.

His growls and dirty talk will quickly turn into whiny attempts at warning you that he’s about to cum. It just comes out as nonsense a lot of the time; he can hardly even think of the right things to say. When he finally cums, it’s a lot of swearing and cursing that falls from his lips.

His hips will stutter, but he fucks you through every wave of his orgasm. It just keeps going and going until he is completely spent. Then he tends to slump on top of you, praising you with sweet words. Dante gets very affectionate after sex, but mostly he gets a little sleepy.

Loud, animalistic grunts fall from Dante’s lips as he pounds into you recklessly. The sounds of your wet skin slapping together echo along with your cries of love. With your little body pressed against the mattress, your clit continues to rub against the soft sheets beneath you. You know this next orgasm will completely wreck you. You aren’t even really sure how you’ve managed to hold on this long. Dante had gotten home from such a long, hard job that when he finally got to kiss you, he knew he had to get you into bed as soon as he was able.

“Baby,” he finally mutters. His brain is so thick with the fog of lust. His balls are heavy and he knows he can’t even hold on for much longer. But he wants to cum with you. “Are you close?”

You whine out your response, “so fucking close.”

He smirks before pressing into you even deeper. It takes but a few more thrusts and you're falling off the edge. You cry out his name as your vision cuts to static. Every nerve in your body feels white hot with pleasure. You knew this last orgasm would ruin you, and you are right. Dante whines as your walls begin to clamp down on his cock, squeezing it until he’s seeing stars. Soft whimpers fall from his lips as his hips stutter. 

“Cumming! Fuck I’m cumming! Fuck fuck fuck!” His voice trembles as he fucks his thick cum deep into you. 

After a while, his high begins to subside and he’s feeling a little weak. Slowly, he stops his pace and just rests against you. He’s very careful not to put his whole weight on you. He kisses your shoulders and the back of your neck before pulling out of you and resting next to you. 

“I am one lucky devil.”

While his cum is thick, it’s a little more stringy and thinner than his twin. Vergil has a tendency to shoot a lot of it into you. Six to seven spurts per orgasm usually, which makes up for the lack of thickness in his cum. 

Vergil growls a lot when cumming, and it soon turns into desperate grunts as the pleasure takes hold of him. You may hear some possessiveness coming from him when he fills you up with his seed. 

His whole body tenses and he likes to hold you to his body as his orgasm washes over him. It makes him feel so connected to you as he relishes in all these overwhelming emotions and sensations. Once he’s come down from his high, Vergil likes to get you cleaned up as soon as possible. But sometimes this turns into another round, as Vergil has a weakness for seeing his cum drip out of you.

He’s been rutting into you for what seems like an eternity now. You’ve come undone for him countless times, and still it’ll never be enough. Every ounce of softness and love that comes out of you, it makes him feel so weak. But for once in his life, Vergil wants to feel weak. Especially if it means being weak for you. You make him feel safe in so many ways as well, making it so that the weakness he does experience doesn’t even matter when you are right there to protect him.

“Such a beautiful little mate,” Vergil breathes out before kissing you. “All for me.”

“All for you,” you manage to say. Your voice is so hoarse from screaming and crying out so much. But you’d never have it any other way.

“‘Want to fill you up. ‘Want you to carry my seed,” Vergil can hardly recognize his own voice saying these filthy things to you. But it feels good to say these things to you. Your reaction is always worth the small amount of embarrassment he feels.

You begin pleading and begging to be filled with his cum. He smirks and begins thrusting deeper into you. His balls are so heavy and he’s so close.

A loud growl rumbles from his chest as you feel the first shot of cum. Vergil grips onto your hips tighter than before, and he pulls you so close to his body. He tenses as these waves of pleasure wash over him, rendering him into a growling and grunting mess. You make him feel this way. You’re the one who makes him want to share all of this with. Finally, he’s panting as he comes down from his high.

“Look at that mess,” Vergil comments as he pulls out of you. His cock is already throbbing. It’s such a filthy sight. “Absolutely begging for another round, aren’t you, sparrow?”

Nero’s cum is thick and he shoots a lot of it. Seven to eight spurts per orgasm, and it fills you so much that most of it leaks out before he’s even done cumming. He just has a lot to give you and he will give it all to you. You can expect to be glazed any time he decides to make a mess on you.

Pitiful moans and whimpers fall from his lips as he cums hard. It’s loud and he swears and curses a lot. You can hear some possessiveness in his voice as he mutters things about you and your sweet little pussy. Nero might even bite down on your pretty skin and leave marks as well as he tumbles over the edge.

He shudders as he is overtaken by the divine pleasure that washes over the both of you. Your little walls will be milking his cock, and he just drives himself deeper and deeper into you with every shot of his thick seed. After he comes down from the high, he tends to be a little timid. He wants to cuddle but he keeps thinking about all the filthy things he said. 

“Keep riding me, baby.” Nero moans as you grind against him even harder. 

You giggle before leaning in to kiss him. Who would have thought he would be so submissive underneath you? You’re quite pleased with the results of this little experiment. You and Nero always stick to a few key positions in sex, but when you mentioned you wanted to be on top, he was more than happy to let you take the lead.

It’s better than what he could imagine it to be. Your breasts press up against his chest, making him moan when he feels that warmth coming from you. The way you sometimes brace yourself on his chest and change the momentum, it drives him crazy. Your walls seem to be even tighter this way than before. And you can come undone so easily this way, he realizes. Nothing has ever felt better in his life. He’s growing addicted to this position quickly.

“So fuckin’ close. Please please, don’t stop.” His voice has grown a little needy. The tone is so desperate, you swear you could cum just from him pleading.

“You’re so needy, baby.” You comment, and he groans. His cheeks are a little pink.

“Just wanna fill you up, baby. Want to fuck a baby into my little princess,”

It’s your turn to blush now. You’ve never heard him say anything like this before. But you won’t deny, it’s very arousing. You’d be happy to start a family with Nero.

Suddenly, he’s shuddering. His pleading increases and you hear him slip a few curses in there as well. Shots of thick, hot cum begin filling you up. You ride him harder and faster, making him squeak in pleasure. He feels like jolts of electricity are coursing through his entire body, rendering him into a numb mess.

Nero opens his eyes when he’s finally come down from his high. He looks up at you and he realizes what he said at the end. His cheeks burn hot as he’s ashamed of being so forward. But you only soothe him with a sweet kiss.

“I love you, Nero.”

V

V’s cum is pretty thin and stringy. He doesn’t shoot a whole lot of it, but it feels good regardless. It’s warm and leaves you feeling dizzy with lust. He has a tendency to always cum deep inside of you, and he hardly ever wants to pull out. The act alone makes him feel so connected to you.

He whines a lot as he cums hard. His eyes will roll back in his head as he mumbles such sweet words. They all just come tumbling out as he rides his high. Depending on his mood, he may be a little more desperate or possessive. But he always has the sweetest words of love for you.

He shudders and shakes, and his hips thrust into you involuntarily as the pleasure takes hold of him completely. V barely has control over his body as he cums so intensely. It’s like he’s floating on this cloud the whole time. When he comes down from his high, he snuggles on your chest and doesn’t pull out. He may actually pass out from such intense pleasure.

“Oh sparrow,” V whines as he plunges into you. He never wants this to end, but he knows he’s dangerously close to his orgasm. “I love you,”

You smile sweetly at his words. He cups your face and kisses you deeply. Your walls keep pulsing around him, making desperate moans fall from his lips. He’s never experienced a love like this before. It’s so much more intense than he would have ever imagined. He wants more and more from you. But there’s just no way for him to hold on for that much longer.

“‘Gonna make me cum so hard, darling. You feel too good.”

You’re both panting as the pleasure builds deep inside of you. V leans his forehead against yours and you both close your eyes as you let the pleasure take hold of you. The tip of his long cock brushes against your sweet spot without even trying. Every nerve in your body feels like it’s been lit on fire as you teeter on the edge. 

“V,” you whine. “I’m cumming.”

His eyes snap open to watch you come undone so beautifully under him. He knows he’s a goner when he sees that sexy look on your face. It’s too much, he can’t even take it anymore. He moans your name over and over as he cums so deep inside of you. His hips snap against you as the pleasure leaves him reeling. Shivers run down his spine as he feels his cock throbbing with every shot of his hot cum. 

You cling to him through every wave of pleasure. It’s so wonderful to fall off the edge with your lover. You can tell he’s enjoying every moment of it just like you are. He places a soft kiss to your lips when the high finally subsides. Then he rests on your chest and he groans softly.

“You feel too good,” V chuckles. “How am I ever supposed to last a long time?”

#bacon.writes #dmc #devil may cry #devil may cry fanfiction #devil may cry x reader #dante x you #dante x reader #dante x fem!reader #vergil x you #vergil x reader #vergil x fem!reader #dante x y/n #vergil x y/n #nero x you #nero x reader #nero x fem!reader #nero x y/n #v x you #v x reader #v x y/n #v x fem!reader #v dmc x you #v dmc x reader

[kitsunefox1108]

Hello! how have you've been? i hope you're doing great! so, may i please request a Vergil and Dante (separate) x Virgin! Fem Reader? This idea have weeks in my head, so finally i decided to make this request xD anyways, i hope this is okay for you (also, sorry for my bad english, it's not my language) have a nice day! — 🐰 Anon

WARNING: SLIGHT NSFW!

Vergil doesn't think being a virgin is a bad thing.

He is not a master at … carnal pleasures. Even if he had experience, so he himself is not very familiar with all this. And if you don't want to have sex with him, that's okay, he'll understand.

Your comfort and convenience was important to him. He will try his best to make you happy. So if you agree to a big step… he will try to deliver as much pleasure as you deserve in his eyes.

Dante is surprised.

However, he doesn't mind.

Yes, he sometimes teased you about this, but not because he wanted to offend you. Because he likes your embarrassment.

That's why he sometimes teases you so much when his hands seep through your shirt during a kiss..

But, he will never allow himself to go further if you don't. He is waiting for your consent. And he's waiting for you… to tell him what you want. Show him you're ready.

And then… he will plunge you into the world of pleasure, you only need to ask

#devil may cry x reader #dmc x reader #vergil sparda x reader #vergil x reader #vergil x y/n #dante sparda x reader #dante x reader #dante x y/n

[beneathstarryskies]

For @actuallysaiyan because you're my bestie and deserve the world! ❤️

A/N: Just some soft/fluffy drabbles for Dante, Vergil, Nero, and Sparada x reader

Warnings: lots and lots of fluff, slight angst, mentions of pregnancy in Sparda's drabble, suggestive themes but nothing explicit, fem!reader

Dante

The setting sun lowers against the horizon. The bedroom slowly grows darker and darker. The passing time doesn’t bother you because right now you’re suspended in the most loving moment you can imagine. It wasn’t difficult for you to talk Dante into sharing a lazy day spent mostly in bed with you. He didn’t have any pending missions today, and the one time the phone rang he blissfully ignored it in favor of pressing the sweetest kisses on every inch of your exposed thighs, enjoying the trembling muscles and the soft gasps that left you every time he inched closer to where you needed him most. 

Now, as the sun goes down, he’s hovering over you. Your hands card through his messy white hair, and you admire the way the evening sun reflects on his snowy eyelashes. The blue of his eyes shines even brighter in this light. His lips curl into a mischievous smirk when he notices the softness of your features as you look up at him. 

“You like what you see, sweetheart?” he asks. 

“So much,” you giggle. “You’re beautiful, Dante.” 

He turns his head, the thick curtain of hair concealing the blush on his cheeks. This gives him time to seek solace in the soft curve of your neck, and he takes the chance to kiss your skin softly to make it seem like this was his intention all along. You massage his neck and shoulders, and all the while you can hear him purring softly. Finally, he looks at you again. 

“Baby, can I make love to you?”

You’re surprised he’s only just now asking. His body is burning to finally make love to you. All day long, you’ve been caught in this haze together. You turn each other on over and over, but neither wanted to break the spell by suggesting you finally take him inside of you. 

“Please, baby,” you kiss him softly. “I want you.” 

Dante lines himself up at your entrance. He takes his time teasing you both by prodding your hole with his leaking cockhead. As he slips into you, inch by inch, you’re both panting and gasping over how good it feels. Your walls just open up to him with such ease. You can tell by the slow roll of his hips, that Dante doesn’t intend on rushing things at all. You spent all day laying around together, touching each other, and kissing. Now, he’s quite happy to make love to you all night long. 

Vergil

You’re happily seated on Vergil’s lap. One of his arms is wrapped securely around your waist and the other is holding his book open as he reads to you. The poetry falls from his lips like honey. As he turns the page, he kisses your temple softly. You’d found him sitting in here reading happily by the window. You’d slipped into his lap, and he was so enraptured by his reading that he’d barely noticed. His arm went around you almost by instinct, and he continued reading. It wasn’t until you’d looked up at him with your wide eyes and a sweet smile, and asked oh so nicely for it, that he began reading to you. Hours have passed now, with him reading quiet, romantic poetry to you. Your eyes are heavy and you let out a soft yawn. 

“Do you need a break, sparrow?” he asks softly. 

“No, keep going,” you smile up at him.

“As you wish,” he kisses your forehead softly. 

He starts a new poem, and you’re hanging on as long as you can. Vergil holds onto you a little tighter as your body goes weak against him. He’s barely made it to the third stanza when he realizes you’ve fallen asleep. He chuckles softly at the sight of you sleeping in his arms.

“I suppose that wasn’t one of your favorites,” he quips to himself. 

He closes the book and sets it on the small side table. He lets you sleep on him for a little while, then gently carries you to your shared bedroom. He lays you down on the bed and kisses your forehead before tucking you in. 

When you wake up hours later, you pout at the prospect of being alone in bed. You get up and wrap yourself up in a blanket. You can vaguely smell something cooking in the kitchen. As you walk in, you’re greeted by the sight of Vergil wearing the light blue apron you’d playfully bought him that says “Kiss the Cook” on the front. He has a cookbook open and propped up on some cans. You realize he’s trying to make your favorite dish. 

Nero

Nero has been away from home much longer than either of you would’ve liked for him to be. Finally, one morning, he makes the phone call you’ve been waiting for. He tells you he’s on his way home, only interrupting once to tell Nico to “can it” as she teases him for how soft he is for you. He’ll be home by the end of the day. You decide to call in to work so you can be home when he arrives, then you set about making all kinds of preparations. Starting with making him a cake, chocolate with raspberry swirl. You put a roast chicken in the oven and put a bottle of wine in the fridge to chill. Then, as it gets closer to time for him to arrive, you take a long shower and slip into his favorite of your silky nighties and a long robe. You put on a bit of makeup to look your best for him. 

However, you wait and wait for him. The chicken gets done, and you don’t even know if you should bother waiting for the sides. With a sad sigh, you wrap up all the food and put it away. You make yourself a sandwich and munch it down before going to bed. 

It’s past midnight when the front door opens. Nero is sheepish as he walks into the living room, expecting you to be worriedly waiting in the living room Instead, there’s no sight of you. He goes to the kitchen and sees the table all set for a romantic dinner that didn’t happen, and his heart drops. 

He goes upstairs and sees you sleeping peacefully in the bed you share. As quietly as he can manage, he undresses before sliding into the bed beside you. He’d tried to tell himself he wouldn’t wake you, but now that you’re in reach he’s not sure he can resist. He wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you closer to him. You feel his lips against your shoulder as you begin to stir awake. 

“Baby?” you ask softly. 

“It’s me, angel. I’m sorry I was so late,” he cuddles against you, pressing his face against your neck. “The van broke down and we were fixing it.” 

“Oh! Baby,” you roll over in his arms and begin kissing him so sweetly. Nero just melts into your soft touch. You cup his cheek, “I’m so sorry, baby.” 

“I’m home now, angel. That’s all that matters.” 

Sparda

Your eyes are wide as you take in every detail of the vast castle. Sparda’s large hand envelops yours completely as he gives you the grand tour. Sparda can’t remember the last time he invited someone here, although he guesses that’s to be expected. It’s been centuries since he stayed at the Fortuna castle last. After his sons found him in the underworld, he came to this place. He wasn’t sure what he expected to find in Fortuna. Perhaps just a peaceful place to die if nothing else. Instead he found you. You’d begun by delivering him supplies. One rainy day, he’d invited you inside to warm yourself up by the fire in the large entrance hall. He’d served you tea and cookies, and found himself genuinely enjoying your company. As time went on, he invited you in more and more often when you stopped by for your deliveries. Like most on the island, you’d been raised to view him as a god. However, you’d quickly moved past that when you realized how much you enjoyed his company. 

A little at a time, the Dark Knight began to fall in love with you. You shared his feelings in abundance. When the time came for him to invite you to move into the castle with him, he’d felt quite nervous about the whole ordeal. You’d accepted with a kind smile and a sweet kiss. Love was in the air. Today he was giving you the tour, and tomorrow you would call this castle home. 

He walked you through the vast libraries and gallery halls. Then, he walked you into the residence halls. He showed you the master bedroom first, then the nearby guest rooms. They were furnished so beautifully, but the emptiness of them hit your heart with sadness. 

“We can find uses for them,” he says as he leans down to kiss your cheek. 

“Maybe we could turn one into a nursery?” you suggest with a playful wink. 

For a moment, Sparda is truly flabbergasted. His eyes widen as he stares down at you, trying to piece together if you’re serious or not. He hadn’t considered having more children. Would he only let them down the way he did Dante and Vergil? You cuddle against him and giggle. 

“Only when we’re ready, of course?” 

“So,” he smirks, “You truly wish to carry my child?” 

“Of course!” 

He hoists you up in his arms and begins to carry you towards the master bedroom once more. 

“There’s no harm in trying,” he says. 

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[racco]

Hello this is my first request.. I was thinking could you Worte whenever you have time a Vergil x Fem/GN reader where he shows care to reader after battle in front of Dante and Nero leaving everyone speech less?

Vergil Sparda x fem!reader PUBLIC DISPLAY OF AFFECTION

Hi sorry for being gone so long! I see you asked for an after battle story but I felt like writing 2 versions! I hope u like them both

♡care after battle♡

It had been a long and grueling battle, one that left Vergil Sparda and his girlfriend, [Reader], battered and exhausted. They had fought alongside Dante and Nero (surpringly their presence not necessarily minded by vergil) taking on an army of demons that threatened to overrun the human world.

As the dust settled and the last of the demons fell, Vergil turned to [Reader], concern etched on his face. "Are you alright?" he asked, taking her hand in his.

[Reader] smiled weakly, still catching her breath. "I'm fine," she said, squeezing his hand.

Vergil's eyes softened, and he leaned in to kiss her forehead. "I'm glad," he said, relief evident in his voice.

It was a small gesture, but one that didn't go unnoticed by Dante and Nero. They exchanged a look, surprised by the usually stoic Vergil's display of affection.

"Uh, what's going on here?" Dante asked, his eyebrows raised.

Vergil ignored him, instead turning to [Reader]. "Let's get you out of here," he said, taking her arm and helping her to her feet.

As they walked away, Dante and Nero looked at each other in shock. They had never seen their brother act so tenderly with anyone before.

"That was...unexpected," Nero said, breaking the silence.

Dante nodded, a thoughtful look on his face. "Yeah, it was. But I guess it just goes to show that even someone like Vergil can care about someone else."

As they made their way back to their base, Vergil kept a protective arm around [Reader], keeping her close to him. It was a small gesture, but one that spoke volumes about the depth of his feelings for her.

And as they walked, Dante and Nero couldn't help but feel a newfound respect for their brother (and father lol) , who had always been so distant and reserved. Maybe, they thought, there was more to Vergil than they had previously realized.

♡bonus story♡

Vergil had always been reserved and focused on his goals, but there was one person who had managed to break through his tough exterior: his girlfriend, [Name]. They had been together for several months now, ( which is hard to get to as is) Vergil found himself more and more in love with her every day.

One day, as they were walking through the streets of Red Grave City, Vergil and [Name] ran into Dante and Nero. Dante greeted them with a grin, but Nero looked a little uncomfortable - he still wasn't entirely sure what to make of Vergil.

As they chatted, Vergil noticed that Dante and Nero kept glancing over at him and [Name]. He could tell that they were curious about their relationship, and a part of him felt a little self-conscious.

But as they continued to talk, Vergil's love for [Name] began to overcome his reservations. Without thinking, he reached out and took her hand, interlacing his fingers with hers.

At first, [Name] looked surprised, but then a smile spread across her face. She leaned in and rested her head on Vergil's shoulder, and Vergil felt a warm sense of contentment spread through him.

Dante and Nero both looked a little taken aback by the display of affection. Dante raised an eyebrow, but then he grinned and clapped Vergil on the back. "Well, well, well," he said. "Looks like little bro's all grown up." (Vergil is the older twin lmao)

Nero looked a little uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything. Vergil could tell that he was still getting used to the idea of his father being back in his life - let alone having a girlfriend.

But Vergil didn't care. For the first time in a long time, he felt truly happy, surrounded by the people he cared about. And as he looked down at [Name], he knew that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, no matter what challenges they might face in the future.

As they continued to walk through the city, Vergil kept holding [Name]'s hand, and she leaned into him with a sense of contentment. Dante and Nero continued to chat with them, but there was a new sense of respect in their eyes, as if they had a newfound appreciation for the love that Vergil had found.

In the end, it was [Name] who broke the silence, squeezing Vergil's hand and looking up at him with a smile. "I love you," she said softly.

Vergil felt a warmth spread through him, and he leaned down to kiss her gently. He knew that there were still battles to fight and enemies to face, but with [Name] by his side, he felt like he could take on anything.

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[aldryrththerainbowheart]

Ehh... Hello again! Last time my request was kinda incomplete, I think... I re-read what I needed to write... so, can I please get a warm Vergil x fem! Reader about baking sweets? I suck at writing when it's not a fic, I'm so sorry 😭

I gotchu fam👍

"Dearest, are you sure the recipe said egg whites only?"

Vergil was standing in the middle of the kitchen with a lost expression, dressed in an apron that said 'do NOT kiss the cook' and a wooden spoon in hand. Not soon after he got back into the human world, Vergil realized that he no longer had to sustain himself on demon guts and instead he had a wide variety of human foods to choose from. Thanks to you, he learned that he can just make any food he wants to with the right ingredients. So, with every holiday his valiant efforts at cooking came with vengeance. You had to admit that Vergil made a lot of progress from putting a can of butane right on the stove (good god) to making simple palatable dishes. You still haven't left him in the kitchen alone though.

"Yup." You put a piece of caramel crisp in your mouth and walked around him to point at the paragraph in the book.

"You make a snow out of egg whites and then slowly *carefully*" you give him a poignant look he chooses to ignore, "you mix it in the batch."

"Very well then," Vergil grabbed eggs from the refrigerator, "and how do we make this snow exactly"

You whipped out a hand mixer from one of the cabinets and Vergil scrunched his nose at it.

"It looks like a torture device."

He made quick work of the eggs and there were almost no eggshells in the bowl (this pie will be really crunchy). Soon, there was a fluffy cloud resting in the mixing bowl.

"Remember to mix it in slowly."

"I have trekked the ground of hell with nothing but my sword, I think I know how to follow a simple instruction." Vergil sniffed haughtily.

You raised your hands amused and decided to plop on the kitchen sink to watch him fuss with the mixing bowl. At that moment, you were struck by the domesticity of the moment. You would never imagine that you would ever feel relaxed in the presence of Vergil Sparda. Then again, it was thanks to the genuine effort he put into building connections with everyone around him. Whatever happened with Dante in the Underworld, he changed. And now he was making pumpkin pie in your kitchen with a concentrated pout on his face.

"This is nice." You heard yourself say.

"Hm?" Vergil hummed in question as he put the baking tray in the oven.

You vaguely gestured over the room. "This, y'know? Baking, talking, spending time with you..." Then, to busy your hands, you grabbed a can of whipped cream a sprayed some in your mouth.

Vergil finally turned his eyes from the oven to you and with a small smile at your stuffed face, sat on the kitchen sink next to you.

"Half the reason why I decided to learn how to cook is because you are the one showing me how. And I suspect the reason you're helping me is so you can eat everything in sight."

Instead of an answer, Vergil got a splurt of whipped cream on his face. With deep laughter, he fought with you over the can until he finally managed to get it from your hands.

"No more cream for you."

Taking it as a challenge, you took his face in your hands and licked the cream from his cheek.

"You're impossible," Vergil grumbled as he felt his face reddening.

"I know." You whispered back and kissed the tip of his nose.

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[saotoru]

dom, switch, or sub

dante, vergil, nero, v x fem reader

minors + ageless dni

vergil- dom

what gets vergil off is knowing he has complete control of you, both mind and body. he likes to keep you in that syrupy state of fucked-out pleasure, when the only thing you can remember is his name, because that’s when you’re most honest. it’s those little reactions—the way you gasp when he sinks his fingers inside you, your back arching against his chest—that drive him crazy. he grips your jaw, lips brushing your ear as he growls, “you’re mine.”

your pussy responds for him, clenching tightly around his fingers and that’s all vergil needs to know that he owns you. he’s satisfied with how you gasp and grind onto his hand, driven by the raw instinct to feel good. and he lets you, slowly pumping his long fingers inside the plush heat of your cunt, reveling in the way you fall apart for him. you turn your face towards his, lips brushing against his cheek as you look at him with glassy, half-lidded eyes.

“vergil.” you grip his wrist tightly. “please.”

“greedy,” he teases. but his fingers move faster all the same, pussy squelching loudly as he fucks you hard, leaning down to pressing his mouth against yours, muffling those pretty sounds that only he can pull from you.

dante- switch

you want nothing more than to reach to his cock where it’s leaking all over his abdomen, so flushed and pretty and twitching with every flick of his tongue, but dante won’t let you. his arms lock around your thighs, forcing you to sit still on his face and just watch his cock beg for attention.

“dante…” you whine. between your plush thighs around his head and his loud slurping, he can’t hear your pleas, too absorbed in licking all over your pussy to notice you’re trying to take care of what he ignores- his own needs. you want to feel him in your hand so badly, hear his groan when you rub the sensitive head the way he likes and fuck, taste his salty precum. but all dante feels is you trying to squirm away from his mouth and he doesn’t understand why, furrowing his brows in concentration. “god, baby, stay fuckin’ still, taste so fuckin good and you’re just moving-“

a groan cuts him off feeling your fingers brush his cock and wrap around him, pumping. the sudden rush of pleasure only has dante lapping at you harder, sloppier, needy to feel you cum on his face for being such a good fucking girl, wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking. all too soon your hand goes limp around his cock as an orgasm wracks through you and reduces you to nothing more than a spasming, fucked-out mess. dante slows to just languid, broad licks all over your lips, but doesn’t stop completely.

“again, pretty girl. not done with you. not done with this perfect fucking pussy.”

nero- sub

nero loves being dommed. tease him, edge him, or worse, praise him, and he’ll be a mess underneath you. he tries to hide how much he loves being spread out and told to touch himself, furrowing his brow and grumbling about how embarrassing this is, but he obeys all the same, carefully wrapping a hand around his cock and pumping himself slowly. the heaviness of your gaze, the way you tell him “faster”—nero can feel himself going dumb, and he knows you own him completely.

“you’re leaking so much, nero. you’re so pretty, you know that?” god, your voice. you know praise makes him needy, makes him fuck up into his fist even faster. he can’t even form a response, his adam’s apple bobs as he swallows hard, feeling his orgasm building embarrassingly fast from being talked to like this.

he’s close. you can tell from how his thighs tense and he’s starting to squirm, pumping himself so fast that his fist is a blur over his cock. a smile plays at your lips as you watch him become unraveled, so so close to cumming that’s he’s panting your name until-

“stop.”

it takes a few beats for the command to register in his mind, that you don’t want him to cum, and nero nearly doesn’t listen. but he knows better, he’s a good boy, so he lets go of his cock with a pathetic whine, humping at nothing in the air. the the tension in his tummy ebbs away, but he’s still flushed and leaking all over himself because he loves being told what to do.

v- sub-lean switch

v loves soft, tender sex. be gentle with him, kiss his neck while you stroke him softly and v will be in heaven, wondering what he ever did to deserve you. a shudder goes through him feeling your tongue trace the tattoos on his chest. “a-angel… you’re so perfect, feels so good…” he breathes.

if v does dom, he’ll be a service dom, solely focused on your comfort and pleasure alone. he cups your pussy, softly stroking up and down your labia. “is this okay, sweetheart?” he asks. you let out a whimper, but his hand doesn’t budge—he needs to hear an explicit answer, fingers barely grazing over your aching clit. “tell me.”

“y-yes, v, please…"

you don't have to finish your sentence for v to give you what you want, a finger parting your folds to spread your slick around that sensitive bundle of nerves and rubbing slow circles that have you keening into him. this time, words aren’t enough for v, he wants to feel how much he loves you.

#dante x reader #vergil x reader #v x reader #nero x reader #dmc smut #here’s an old draft while i try to get back into writing im rusty !!! it’s been 2 weeks

[ransprang]

(crashes through window) Ight, Dante X female reader right after there daughter was born… all fluffy and shit

Dante X fem! reader after their daughter is born

Dante is the proudest papa in the world, and he can't stop looking at his baby girl. He keeps telling the reader how beautiful she is, and how much she looks like both of them.

He's also very protective of her, and he doesn't want to let anyone else hold her. He keeps saying that he's the only one who can take care of her properly.

Dante posting a picture of his daughter on his Devilgram account with the caption "My little princess is finally here!"

The reader rolling her eyes at how cringe Dante has become but loving him anyways

Dante's fans freaking out over how cute their daughter is.

Vergil being the only one who's not really sure how to react. He's never been good with kids, but he's trying his best.

Dante gives reader so many kisses every morning calling "fuel" to look after his little devil for the day.

He would feed his little girl and then try to hand feed reader because he has gone full insane caring mode.

He likes giving baby and mommy goodnight kisses and insists on telling a stupid bedtime story to the reader as well causing her to roll her eyes and smacking him to bed.

your daughter,

admin sav

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