Opal gets out of the shower, and she is freshly clean without demon guts and fluids on her body. Her clothes are in the wash as she is dressed in her comfortable clothes, consisting of an oversized Michael Jackson t-shirt and shorts that reach her thighs. As she was about to call out to Dante, her loving cambion boyfriend of a month, that the shower was open, she could hear him breathing heavily from their shared bedroom. She walked to the bedroom door and knocked on the open door with her standing in the doorway, seeing him shirtless, "Dante, you doing okay in there? I noticed you seemed off since finishing a demon off earlier."

He looked up to Opal, his eyes dark and haunted, with a sheen of sweat coating his brow and his fair skin. He took a deep breath and said, "I...I'm fine, Opal. Just feeling a bit...off, like you said. I mean, that demon was different from the others. More powerful and insistent."

He stood up from the bed, his movements jerky and uncoordinated as he paced the room like a caged animal with his fists clenched to the sides, which made Opal worry a bit, especially waiting for answers.

"It's like...something inside me, dark and hungry...making it harder for me to control and keep it locked away. I don't know why, but...I think it deals with being a half-demon, even if my devil trigger awakened back at the tower."

Dante's grey blue eyes flashed with a sudden intensity, and turned to Opal directly with an intense gaze, seeming feral, making Opal involuntarily take a step back. That made Dante look away from her with his voice dropping to a whisper, knowing he had to tell her the truth of the darkness lurking within him for the last month of grief and loving support.

"I didn't realize it then, but...my devil side... Its needs are growing stronger...and I'm afraid that it might consume me entirely...the last thing I wanted was to hurt you. Promise me, Opal, no matter what happens, especially how dark things get, you won't give up on me....you won't leave me to the darkness that I had been fighting for a long time."

He walked up to her and took her hand in his warm yet damp hand before squeezing it tightly yet gently as if the softness of her bronze-brown skin was anchoring him to the vulnerable moment between them.

"Please, Opal...tell me you'll stay with me no matter what. I...I don't think I'll face this alone, and I need you more than ever right now."

With his heart laid bare for her and soul stripped naked, Opal softens, knowing the risks and consequences of dating a half-demon like Dante, yet she didn't care if it scared her at first. She gently cups his cheek while he leans into her touch as she speaks, "I'm not leaving...not now, not ever. Not after what we have been through since we started becoming partners. No matter what happens, I'm not abandoning you either way."

Her response, with unwavering commitment, filled him with a sense of hope and gratitude that he had never known before. He turns his head to kiss her palm for a long moment before saying, "Thank you...I know that I'm asking a lot, but with you...I have a fighting chance to tame the beast in me."

His hand slides down to take her free hand into his own, pulling her closer until their bodies are pressed together. He could feel the warmth through the fabric of her t-shirt, reveling in the feeling of her solidity and humanity. His eyes gazed into Opal's opalescent turquoise gaze with a fierce, almost desperate intensity. He spoke softly with a slight growl, "I love you, Opal. More than anything in this world...and I'm willing to fight and spend the rest of my life proving it to you."

With that, Dante leaned down and captured Opal's lips in a searing kiss, pouring his longing passion and love into the embrace, holding her tightly with his arms wrapped around her waist and his hands resting on the small of her back. With Opal deepening the kiss, she lets Dante take the lead when he gently walks back to the bed, then lays her down in their shared bed. Her hands gently wander his skin while feeling his hands on her sides to the swell of her bust. Once she felt his hand grip the hem of her t-shirt, she raised her arms after breaking the kiss temporarily to let him swiftly pull it over her head.  Despite having sexual encounters with each other biweekly, seeing her half-bare bust never failed to steal his breath away. With her long, voluminous violet-black hair spilling across the pillow like a halo of midnight silk, his eyes darken with desire while throwing her t-shirt in a random direction before leaning down and trailing hot kisses along the column of her throat, especially her nape. His voice low with desire before nipping her earlobe and soothing it with his tongue, "Beautiful...so perfect in every way...you make me feel the luckiest bastard to have you here with me in my arms..."

His hand slid from her swell to the indentation of her waist and the flare of her hip, where the waistband of her shorts rested, then rested on her thigh. He spoke with his hand trailing up her inner thigh, leaving a trail of goosebumps that made her gasp, "Tell me how you want this...to touch you, love you, and worship this rocking body of yours."

She panted softly, as if she had made up her mind along the way, "Do as your heart desires...I'll take it either way, as long as it is you."

With a groan of desire escaping his lips, he kisses her once more, yet this time, his tongue slips past her lips before doing a tango with hers while claiming her taste of her cavern. With a new sense of purpose, he unhooks her bra with deft fingers, tossing it aside to reveal the swell of her breasts. He trailed his kisses down her neck to one dark peak, gently suckling until it pebbled under his tongue, and touched the neglected one with his free hand. Opal moans softly, even as he begins to trail down her stomach while taking off her shorts, revealing her panties with a wet spot at her core. He paused for a moment and took the time to look at her panting expression with a mischievous smirk before leaning in and pressing a hot, open-mouthed kiss on the damp fabric, making her gasp and mewl with her back arching off the bed. Her body trembling spurs him on with determination to please her as she helps him. With an animalistic growl after a few minutes, her panties were hooked by Dante's fingers before pulling them down her legs, baring her soaked core to him as he kissed her inner thigh, then his tongue delved into her slick yet welcoming folds, making her moan and gasp at the same time. She still never figured out how he is this good at making her feel the immense pleasure and satisfaction since her first time being intimate with him. Her hand was gently gripping his silver hair while the other was clenching the covers and sheets underneath her. Feeling him alternate between long, slow licks to her walls of her core, then flickering licks at her swollen clit, she felt the urge to close her thighs around his head, only for Dante to hold her thighs apart and continue feasting on her essence. With her body getting closer to an oblivion of ecstasy, he gave a final hard suck on her clit, then alternated to thrust his tongue in her core, making Opal wail in ecstasy with her body stiffening, and release her juices into his mouth. As he lapped every single drop, he rubbed her thighs as a way of coaxing her to slowly come down the aftershocks of her high. He crawls up to kiss her, letting her taste her own essence for a moment before asking her, "Do you want to keep going, or do you need a break?"

She pants softly before saying coherently, "I'll let you keep going...again, I'll help you through it, no matter what pace you set."

With a low, animalistic growl, Dante reached down to free himself from the confines of his jeans and boxers. His thick, hard length nestles against her still-slick folds before grinding himself on her mound with a growl, "Tell me you want this...tell me you need me...feel me inside as I fill your pretty pussy."

She whispers in his ear, "I need you...feel you inside me while you use me to ease your ailment."

With the desperate need in her voice, she felt his aura spike, shifting into his devil trigger. Her turquoise gaze met ember yellow that replaced his blue eyes. With his wings resting beside her bare body, he snarls to the point his canines show before burying himself inside her core with a single, powerful thrust. With groans and moans escaping their lips, Dante sets a hard, fast pace, his hips slamming into hers to the point that the bed was creaking and slamming against the wall. His hands rest on her hip and her throat, not squeezing or constricting her throat. Just holding her there as his hand grips her hip enough to leave bruises. He leans down to kiss and graze the sensitive skin on the juncture of her shoulder and neck as he growled out words of praise and adoration in each punishing yet pleasurable thrust, "So perfect...so fucking tight...I'm gonna fill you, claim you, mark you as mine with my cum...You hear that, you're MINE, Opaline..."

With his pace increasing to the point of overstimulation, Opal gasps, "Dante...gonna...cum-AAAH!~"

Her body convulses with her essence drenching his length like a flood. After what felt like hours, Dante released a guttural, animalistic roar before thrusting deep in her womb, his hips jerking and stuttering as spurt after spurt of hot demonic seed erupted from his length, painting her insides with his essence. Panting harshly, he collapses on her with an arm beside her head, breaking his fall, his body pressing against hers on the mattress. Still lost in the throes of his devil trigger, he peppers her face, neck, and collarbone with nipping kisses and sharp nips to leave lovebites while his hands roam her curves with caresses, squeezes, and kneads every inch of her bare, bronze skin. After a while, he panted, "Fuck, Opal...that was...you were...incredible. I never felt more whole and satisfied in times like this..."

His aura is ebbing slowly, yet his loving and adoring eyes never faltered a bit as his clawed thumb, carefully not wanting to harm her with his claws, wiped a sheen of sweat that clung to her face and small strands of her hair. With some strands away from her face and his hand remaining on her cheek, he took her lips in a slow, sensual kiss. He whispers in between kisses, "I love you...I love you more than anything, Opal."

Once the kiss was parted, his devil trigger faded as he came back as himself, while Opal gently cups his cheek once more, "How are you feeling?"

He took a deep breath before answering with his voice low, sated, and full of love, "I feel...calm...like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders...The hunger is...pretty manageable from here instead of the other way around."

He took her hand, threading his fingers through hers as he brought them up and gently kissed the back of her hand with a pure, unbridled adoration in his gaze.

"Thank you, Opal...for saving me in every way possible," His voice rough with emotion, with tears filling his eyes. The sight of his tears made her reminisce about Lady's words toward Dante a month ago, during the aftermath of the Temen-Ni-Gru, making her say softly, "Devil May Cry."

He spoke softly with a hint of confusion, "What?"

"You wanted help with naming the shop, yet seeing your tears...it made me think about what Lady said to you...Somewhere out there, a devil cries for a loss of a loved one."

"Devil May Cry..." He spoke softly before smiling at her, "It's perfect."

With his tears slowly escaping, she gently wipes them away with the pad of her thumb as he spoke, "I love you, and I will spend the rest of my life showing you how grateful I am for being in my life as your boyfriend...flaws and all."

He gently shifts positions so they face each other on their sides as Opal spoke, "As I said, you may have been a thorn on my side when I first moved in, but we both knew it was a way to prove we still have humanity, whether you're half-demon or just human."

He chuckled softly, "You're definitely right on that, even if you saw through the devil-may-care bravado and see who I am underneath."

"Even the devil-may-care attitude," She spoke as she rested her head on his shoulder, "I'm glad you offered me a place that day...when we first met."

"Yeah, and I can't imagine a world without you in it...you have become my everything, my reason for being and fighting, my heart and soul."

Opal lets out a soft yawn while he pressed a kiss on the top of her head and said, "Sweet dreams, Opal. No matter what happens, I will always be here, loving you, cherishing, protecting you, for the rest of our lives."