Fic Title

Author's Note: blah blah

“Have you ever thought about it before though?”

Nero rolled his eyes. “No, no I haven’t thought about it.”

“Liar,” Beatrice snickered as she pressed her foot against his groin. “If I had one, I would’ve thought about it. I’d come rushing to you to ask you to fuck my sexy demon form. It’d be awesome.”

“Sexy?” He scoffed. “I know you’re a bit of a freak but... c’mon. Sexy?”

“Am I one to lie about that kinda thing? Your form is prettier than Dante’s. Plus it's... it's you.”

A faint flush painted itself across her dusk coloured skin. Her hand ran through her magenta locks and gave it a small tug. A nervous habit of hers. Adoration shone in her rosy coloured eyes as she stepped towards her fellow hunter. Her lips quirked into a smile as she reached for his hand, formerly made up of mechanical parts and demonic flesh, and gave it a squeeze. “And you know me. I love you.”

It was Nero’s turn to flush. “Yeah, yeah. I know. I... I love you too.”

She smiled as she rocked forward, standing on the tips of her massive chunky boots, and kissed him. “Enough to fuck me while in that form?”

“Let's not get crazy.” He huffed before looking away.

“You’d do it for Kyrie, I bet,” she pouted.

“Don’t bring her into this of all things,” he sighed. His relationship with Beatrice wasn’t the easiest to unravel. He was with her and Kyrie. She insisted that she didn’t mind especially when she had just as much affection for her and his uncle, Dante. It was weird yet Nero found himself not minding it either. They all had a lot of love to give. “...I might hurt you, you know? I only just... I just got a handle on it. What if I lose control? What if...”

“C’mon, you know I can take a couple hits.” Her smile faded when she saw the serious expression on his face. She took a moment to bring his hand to her face. Her cheek brushed against his palm. The skin on this hand was a lot softer than his other. Newer. Still, she missed the roughness of his demonic flesh and all the bumps and ridges. Maybe that’s why she wanted this so badly. She missed those days. But how would she say that without sounding corny? Or worse, like she was trying to manipulate him like with the Kyrie comment? Maybe it was best to forget about it entirely. “...Nero, I’m really sorry. I shouldn’t be pushing this so hard. Let’s just forget about it entirely. Wanna go bug Nico? She’s probably working on something cool.”

His thumb stroked her cheek. “...Let’s do it.”

She blinked. “Really?”

He smiled. “Yeah.”

Nero’s cries echoed throughout the room and spilled out into the hallway. There would definitely be awkward conversations to be had later. Still, Beatrice couldn’t blame him. She guessed that this all felt so incredibly new to him. She was a little jealous. If only she had a DT form to experience this herself.

Still, this felt positively delicious. Seeing a beautiful but monstrous creature like Nero writhing in pleasure and calling out for her. Licking her lips, she continued to tease the small slit that presumably hid his cock. It was strange. Hardly unwelcome. She never expected to see Nero in such a state, at least, not when he wasn’t tied up. Their shared bed with Kyrie creaked with every writhe and buck of his hips. The room was painted an eerie blue as he tried to keep himself steady in this form. The spectral wings floated in the air, as if he was searching for something to grab onto.

Her lips brushed along his slit, her tongue occasionally dipping between the strong folds. He huffed.

“Bea.”

His voice echoed and crackled under the strange influence of his Devil Trigger. His voice was already pretty, distractingly pretty, but now this only highlighted it for her. Weird, considering how distorted he sounded. Or, rather, was it all because she had him under her thumb? Because he was moaning her name?

She gave him one final kiss before pushing her tongue as deeply as it could go inside of him. Another huff escaped the hybrid. Her tongue explored the tight crevice. He tasted so strange. The scent was muskier than his normal human body. Deeper, more primal. The faint scent of sulfur hung around her as did the taste. Normally, it would have been unpleasant, but because it was Nero, Beatrice didn’t mind. She found herself craving it. A slick, glowing fluid dribbled onto her chin and dripped onto the mattress, only adding to the eerie blue that painted the room.

Something gripped her magenta hair and pulled her back as he panted. A slick sound filled the tiny space between them as a large and all too heavy shaft pushed past his slit and bounced in the heated air. Her eyes widened at the sight. Decorating his shaft were bumps and ridges that made him appear even thicker in certain areas. A long crevice ran along the sides of his cock as a couple of ridges seemed to hold him together. He was thicker than her fist. Long as her forearm. Oh dear.

“Holy fuck.”

Her eyes flickered up to Nero’s sneering face.

She gulped.

Within seconds, she was in the air, held up by his spectral wings, and thrown onto the mattress. The bed frame creaked from the rough movement. Arousal panged throughout her body and was highlighted by the slight discomfort. For a moment, she felt breathless as Nero stared her down, lust sparking dangerously in his golden hues.

Her clothes, still frilly and expensive to this day, were torn off of her body. Her flushed, brown skin was revealed to him as he gripped tightly onto her hips and slid between her thick legs. Heavy pants fell from Beatrice’s lips as adrenaline began to pump through her veins. Soon, all she could hear was the thudding of her heart inside of her chest. His cock, his too big and massive cock, kissed her drooling slit. Her lower lips parted to reveal her dripping inner folds and stiff clit. Sucking in a shaky gasp, Beatrice stared up at him as he slowly rolled his cock across her sex. He felt cool to the touch compared to the wildfire that brewed inside of her body for him.

Still, it didn’t change the fact that he was going to snap her in two!

He smirked, as if he had just read her mind. “Remember that you asked for this.”

“Wait—” She breathed, only for him to pop the stupidly fat head of his too big cock inside of her. Something snapped inside of her as she felt the burning stretch of Nero’s dick inching its way inside of her. Endorphins pumped through her veins as her walls stretched to her limits. “NERO!”

Her voice jumped several octaves as it rang across his home. Her shaky, brittle voice bounced off the walls. She writhed in something between pleasure and agony. Pure sensation wracked her body. Her toes curled inside her stockings as he pushed deeper and deeper inside of her. His grip on her hips was harsh enough to leave bruises on her brown skin. It only added to that pure feeling. Whatever that feeling was, Beatrice didn’t know nor did she care.

She knew one thing; she wanted more of it.

Hearts flashed in her rose coloured eyes. Her fingers tangled themselves in their sheets as she squirmed in his grasp. Pants dripped from her mouth like a leaking faucet as she tried to get him to push himself deeper.

‘More, more, more!’ Her mind screamed at her. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! Please, please, please, please, please!”

Nero blinked as his cock throbbed heavily against her raw walls. Then his face nearly split into two from how wide he was smiling. He hadn’t expected her to break let alone break from just putting the tip in. Her desperate pleads for more and just how tight her pretty little cunt was around his monstrous cock only fuelled him. His hips snapped forward. His blunt tip slammed into her cervix in a harsh movement that had her seeing stars. A loud, high-pitched wail of agonizing pleasure tore itself from her throat. Her cunt spasmed around him. She was clinging so tightly to him. He swore it was as if her body was trying to push him out while desperately clinging onto him, never wanting to let him go.

Sex with Beatrice was always intense. He couldn’t deny that. But right now? In this form? It was the best he had ever had.

Like his lover, he wanted, no, craved and needed more.

His already tight grip on her full hips tightened. Reluctantly, he pulled out only to slam himself forward again. Again and again, he fucked her into that mattress. It wasn’t enough. Steadily, he raised her lower half off the bed as his pace grew wilder. The clapping of flesh against flesh, as hard and otherwordly as his was at the moment, echoed throughout the room. His spectral wings flapped as he felt himself lifting off the floor. He didn’t realize he was doing it. Soon, he was drilling into her from above as she dangled uselessly atop the mattress. Snarls dripped from his lips as he chased his orgasm.

Then, it all came to an end.

His cock swelled as he rammed himself as deeply as he could into her greedy cunt. Thick and almost scalding hot cum spilled inside of Beatrice’s womb. The two shared a gasp as he continued to pump her fuller and fuller. Soon, her belly swelled with his demonic seed. Through her stretched skin, he could see a faint blue glow from inside. The sight of her bloated with his inhuman seed made his cock throb as he continued to fill her up. Cum spurted from the tight gaps between his softening cock and her burning entrance.

Unwillingly, his transformation faded. He collapsed on top of her and the mattress. His cock, still ‘massive’ in her words, shrank. Her pussy still felt incredible but definitely a lot... roomier, for lack of a better term. Cum rushed from her stuffed womb and onto the sheets. The room darkened as his wings disappeared but there was still a faint glow from his semen that continued to gush from her.

Panting, he held her close as she trembled in his embrace.

“How was that?” he whispered.

Beatrice simply babbled nonsense before crashing her drooling lips against his.

He would take that as a compliment.