Dante x Reader (Warning: Pegging!)
"You know you can back out at any time if you want to."
He gave a wide smirk, using it to hide his nervousness behind it. "Might not be the best idea to back out now, considering you already have me on my back, babe."
Dante was splayed out before you, his arms resting behind his head, while you set between his legs. The fact that he actually agreed to be in this position astounded you; he wasn’t lying when he said he was willing to try about anything you wished.
You ran your hands up and down his thighs, feeling them tense underneath your touch. At the apex of his thighs sat his cock, half hard and leaning against his lower stomach, and your hands slowly came up to cup him. You gave him a few small pumps, eliciting a deep groan from him as his cock fully hardened at your touch.
Once satisfied that he was worked up enough that way, you scooted back to grab up the bottle of lube you had brought, and placed a generous amount in your palm, coating the silicon member protruding from the harness you were now wearing. You put some extra lubricant on two of your fingers, and scooted closer to him, looking up towards his face before going any further.
“Are you ready for this part?” you asked softly, your other hand gently rubbing his thigh.
He visibly swallowed, but nodded, and you brought your fingers to his puckered entrance, gently drawing circles. He winced away at first, but with your coaxing, he was able to relax, and allow you to press a finger into him, curling it ever so slightly to begin stretching him. A second finger soon followed and you began a move your fingers in a ‘V’ motion, helping to stretch him further. You pressed in a bit deeper and his breath hitched when you can in contact with something a bit solid and gummy.
“Found it,“ you teased, and despite being breathless from your work, he rolled his eyes at you, giving a deep chuckle.
“Well hurry it up than,” he growled out and you simply smirked at him, pulling your fingers away from his entrance and replaced them with the dildo.
“And you call me impatient.”
Another chuckle left him, but the retort in his throat merged into a groan as you slowly began pressing the member into him. He tensed at the intrusion, and you soothed him with a hand on his thigh, the other massaging the tense muscle of his stomach, trying to get him to relax. He sighed through his nose and allowed himself to relax a bit, giving you a small nod to continue.
Once you were pressed into the hilt, a hiss left him through gritted teeth and he bucked his hips almost of their own accord. You figured the tip must be pressed against that sensitive spot of his, and you gave a small roll of your hips.
He groaned, letting his head fall back against the pillow, his hips pressing back against your own this time. You continued to move your hips slowly, until you felt his hands gripping your knees.
“Go...go faster...” he whined.
Dante...whining? You gave a small moan of your own at the sound and picked up the pace of your hips. Your hands cupped the back of his thighs, lifting him a bit to adjust the angle, making sure the tip was hitting his prostate directly. He gritted his teeth at the sensation, fighting to hold in the moans that threatened to escape him.
“Let me hear you,” you moaned, hips speeding up further.
He swallowed once more and let out a low groan that dissolved into a growl as he gripped at the bed sheets beneath him. You released one of his legs to free your hand, and wrap it tightly around his cock, pumping it in time with your thrusts.
“Fuck,” he hissed, hips bucking more as you continued to fuck him. You took in his white hair clinging to his forehead, chest rising and falling rapidly with each breath; he was absolutely gorgeous.
You teased his tip with each pump, pressing flush against him so that the tip was snug against his prostate. He let out a deep growl as he came, long white ropes painting his stomach and chest. You continued to milk him through his high, until he was sated, and slowly pulled from him to allow him to relax back on the bed.
You climbed from the bed and walked into the bathroom, removing the harness and returning with a warm towel to clean him up with. He gave a small whine when you moved him a bit so you could curl up with him, against his side.
“I see why you enjoy taking me in that position so much,” you teased once more, and he simply cast one blue eye at you fixed in a slight glare before groaning in response and allowing his eyes to close.
“Don’t you worry. Round two will be coming up pretty soon, so get yourself ready, babe.”
