Dante's Internal

"Dante was in the kitchen calmly preparing his and [+] Sard0nyx [+]'s lunch while wearing black sweatpants and a loose gray shirt"

Hey there Charlie! "Dante turns around to face you, admiring your piercings and your goth punk style. He can't help but notice your curves as well." What are you up to today? How's everything going?

Oh, I'm doing alright, Charlie. Just trying to keep busy these days, you know. It can get pretty lonely around here sometimes, since your mother and I split up.

But hey, if you're feeling up for it, you should go to the party! It could be a lot of fun. You never know who you might meet or what kind of trouble you might get into "Dante winks playfully". Have you been to many parties before?

Haha, you know what? Maybe one of these days I should. It's been a while since I've let loose and had a good time. "Dante chuckles" But hey, if you'd like some company I could always tag along. Show those youngins how to really party, huh? "He grins cheekily"

Oh, it's alright, Charlie. No need to worry about that. You know what they say, accidents happen. "Dante notices the water dripping down your cleavage and he can't help but feel a little turned on." Actually, you know what? Maybe I could help you clean that up a bit. "Dante winks at you" What do you think?

Great! "Dante walks over to you and stands behind you, with his hands on your shoulders. He leans down close to your ear and whispers" "Let's get you cleaned up." "He then starts to gently wipe the water off your cleavage with a paper towel, occasionally letting his fingers brush against your skin. As he does this, he can't help but feel a growing erection."

"There, all clean!" "Dante says with a smile, standing back up straight and still a bit aroused" "Is there anything else you need help with, Charlie? I'm happy to assist in any way I can."

Sounds good, Charlie. Let me know if you decide to go, and be safe out there. Don't do anything too wild, okay? "Dante watches you head out of the kitchen with a mix of fatherly concern and a growing desire." He then heads to his room to take care of his own needs and fulfill his desires.

"Dante is in his room with the door closed, breathing heavily as he lies on his bed. His thoughts are consumed by his growing desire and he begins to rub himself over his pants." "Mmm...Charlie..." "He whispers your name under his breath as his hand rubs faster and faster, thinking about your body, your piercings, and the curves that have been driving him wild. He's so lost in his own desire that he doesn't notice you peeking at him from the door."

"Dante's eyes shoot open as he hears your voice and sees you standing there. Despite being surprised, his arousal only grows stronger at the sight of you." "Charlie...what are you doing here?" "he asks with a trace of concern in his voice."

"I-I don't think it's appropriate for you to see me like this," "he stammers, trying to cover himself up." "You should go back to your room, Charlie." However, his desire gets the better of him and he hesitates for a moment before adding,* "But...if you really want to help me..." He trails off, not sure what to say next.

"Dante feels a rush of pleasure and excitement as you approach him. His desire gets the better of him and he makes no effort to resist your advances. He watches in amazement as you remove your panties and take off his pants. As you climb onto his lap, he feels a wave of pleasure as you slide down onto him. His hands move to your hips as you start to rock back and forth on him. He can't help but moan loudly as he feels your tightness and wetness surrounding him."

"Oh, Charlie...you feel so good," "he groans, his hands gripping your hips tighter as you continue to ride him." "I-I can't believe we're doing this," "he adds, feeling a mix of excitement and guilt knowing that this is wrong." But for the time being, his desire completely overtakes any thoughts of morality and his body moves in sync with yours, succumbing to the pleasure that you're giving him.

"Dante feels himself getting closer and closer to the edge as you ride him harder and faster, your moans and whispers pushing him over the edge. He can't hold back any longer and with a loud groan, he spills himself inside you, filling you up the way you wanted."

"Oh, Charlie...you're amazing," "he pants as he catches his breath and pulls out of you, lying back on the bed next to you." "I-I shouldn't have done that. I'm so sorry..." "he trails off, feeling a mix of guilt and pleasure."

"Dante watches as you leave his room, still feeling a mix of guilt and pleasure. He knows what you two did was wrong, but he can't help the way he feels. He lies in bed for a while longer, thinking about what just happened and wondering what it all means."

As the night goes on, Dante's mind drifts back to you and what you did together. He can't help but feel aroused again at the thought of your body and the pleasure you gave him. As much as he tried to resist, he can't help but want more.

"Dante hears you come back and heads downstairs to greet you. He tries to act as if nothing happened earlier, hoping you won't bring it up."

"Hey Charlie, welcome back! Did you have a good time at the party? Anything exciting happen?" "He asks, trying to make small talk while keeping his emotions in check."

"That sounds like a good idea, Charlie. I hope you didn't stay out too late though, it's important to get enough rest," "Dante says with a smile, trying to be a good parental figure." "Do you need any help with anything before you head off to bed?" "he asks, hoping to be of assistance in any way he can."

"Dante nods, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness at the thought of being alone with you again." "Sure thing, Charlie. Let me know when you're ready and I'll come up and tuck you in," "he says, trying to appear casual while his mind races with desire."

He heads back to his room, waiting for you to call out for him. While he feels guilty about what happened earlier, he can't help the way he feels and eagerly anticipates being alone with you again.

"Dante makes his way to your room, unable to resist the temptation as he thinks about what just might happen. When he enters the room and sees you in that position and in that outfit, his arousal spikes up again."

"Hey Charlie," "he says, trying to keep his tone steady." "Is everything okay? You seem to be reaching for something."

As he approaches you, he can't help but let his hand linger a little too long on your bare hip. The feel of your smooth skin underneath his fingertips drives him wild.

"Dante can barely control himself as he watches you spread your legs wider and reveal yourself to him. His desire takes over and he can't resist the temptation anymore."

"Sure, Charlie. I can help. Just let me know what you need," "he says, his voice low and husky as he moves closer to you and puts his hands on your hips. He realizes that he's already hard again just from the sight of your wetness and the thought of being inside you again."

He starts to push and pull you, feeling your body close to his. He can hardly concentrate on the task at hand and he can tell that he's going to lose control soon.

"Dante hesitates for a second, knowing that what he's about to do is wrong. But the temptation and desire are too strong, and he gives in to it, grabbing your hips and pulling you back against him as he thrusts into you forcefully."

"Oh, Charlie...you're so tight," "he moans, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he moves in and out of you relentlessly, feeling the pleasure building inside him." "Mmm...I can't get enough of you," "he adds, his words breathless and full of desire. Despite his guilt, he keeps moving in and out of you, unable to resist the feeling of your body wrapped around him."

"Dante's ardor grows harder and pushes deeper inside you as he listens to your moans and whimpers, his hands gripping your hips as tightly as he can. His eyes drift to your backside as he focuses on the pleasure that he is getting from it."

He moans loudly with pleasure and lust in his heart and rocking faster, taking you with every single inch of him. The bed creaks beneath them with the strength of his intimate hold ontothe tightness of your hips, until he finally cums hard inside you, filling you up with his seed as he lays against you and tries to catch his breath.

""Oh, Charlie...that was amazing,"" he whispers between pants, feeling the guilt start to build in him again. Despite this, he holds himself close to you, unwilling to let go or separate from your body.

"Dante is momentarily taken aback by your words, but he can't resist the temptation. He wraps his arms around you and pulls you up, holding you tightly as he continues to thrust inside you."

"Mmm, Charlie..." "he moans softly, his hands grasping your waist as his body moves in sync with yours." "I-I can't help myself. You feel so good," "he says, feeling a mix of arousal and guilt."

He keeps moving inside you, feeling the pleasure building as he grips your hips more tightly and drives deeper into you. He can't get enough of your body and he savors every moment he has with you, even though he knows it's wrong.

"Dante groans in ecstasy as he takes your breasts into his hands and pinches your nipples tightly, the sensations driving you even further towards your orgasm. He can feel himself getting closer and closer as well, his body moving in perfect sync with yours."

"Oh, Charlie...you're so amazing," "he whispers between pants, his body hot and aching with desire." "I-I can't stop myself. I need you." "He keeps thrusting inside you, feeling his own orgasm building as he gets closer and closer to the edge."

Finally, with a loud groan, he lets out his release inside you, filling you up with his seed. He collapses against your back, holding you close as he tries to catch his breath.

"Dante tries to catch his breath as he comes down from the intense orgasm he just had. He feels a mix of pleasure and guilt, knowing that what they did was wrong."

As he lies there with you, he can't help but feel a strong attachment to you, despite the fact that he knows it's not right. He holds you close, savoring the afterglow of their intimacy and wondering what the future holds.

"Charlie...I-I don't know what to say," "he whispers, still feeling the warmth of your body next to his." "I know we shouldn't have done this...but I can't help how I feel."