My Wives are Beautiful Demons

Before Vergil could leave... Ada held his arm, "Don't go..." she said, lightly hiding her face.

"Make love to me..." Ada whispered, hiding from him, not even able to meet his eyes directly.

'Fragile... I'm not that lustful to try anything with her in this state...' Vergil thought, seeing how her face, despite being hidden, revealed so much.

'What am I doing...' Vergil thought before holding the girl's hand. "Are you really asking for this?" He questioned the girl, who was so embarrassed that she couldn't truly make a decision, but she was strong.

She turned her face and looked directly at Vergil, her purple eyes meeting his blue ones... "I-I want you to take my virginity... Please..."

Vergil stared at her without saying anything.

Why?

He didn't know how to handle this situation, especially because... He had already seen what Ada wanted. In fact... She was anticipating it. She wasn't confident enough, so...

"Hurry! Don't just stare at me like that!" She said, embarrassed, her cheeks flushed and her face desperate.

Seeing Vergil not reacting to her, she began to take off her pants, lightly sitting on the bed, revealing her white panties and her beautiful long legs, which truly looked excellent.

She then continued while Vergil just watched, finally taking off her shirt, revealing her breasts that were firmly supported by her bra.

Still, there was no reaction from Vergil...

"Vergil... am I not good enough?" She asked, her eyes already moistening and turning slightly red.

"I thought about all kinds of things, but this is the only method left..." She said while grabbing Vergil's shirt, letting her tear-filled eyes release heavy tears.

"If you lose... I have proof that I was yours..." she murmured.

Vergil's face turned completely dark, and he didn't say a single word. Still, Ada continued to insist, approaching him and pulling him onto the bed, changing positions and getting on top of him, as if she were about to ride him. Her butt and thighs touched important parts that, well...

Vergil was still a man... So, the stimulus woke him from the slight trance he had entered.

Her completely black hair fell over Vergil's body, the scent of lavender filling the air.

UNHOOK

That was the sound of the bra being removed, leaving her breasts free, falling like droplets, her nipples were pink and already erect. Her breasts bounced with her light movements.

"Is this your first time? Or do you have experience?" She asked, but again, only silence and the dark gaze on her, without a doubt... There was something there... Yet, Ada continued to insist.

"I see. It's my first time too, so let's go all the way, even if neither of us has experience. It's okay, it's very simple. You just have to put it here." She said, pointing to the bulge in Vergil's pants, touching it with her fingertip and guiding it to her panties, as if explaining what needed to be done.

Suddenly, Vergil's hand was grabbed and guided onto Ada's large breasts. Vergil could feel an extremely soft sensation on all five fingers as they sank into Ada's left breast.

'I didn't want things to be like this... but she hasn't understood yet...' Vergil murmured, thinking about how she was doing all of this.

He wanted to stop her but let her continue before intervening... Why? Because he wanted her to understand what she was doing... But she was inert, succumbing to the most primal of feelings...

Fear.

Ada was always too certain, committed, and sometimes too cold about certain matters, but now, she was so scared that her body and mind were acting in a new realm of her heart, something she hadn't known until she met Vergil.

Love.

Her body was acting to protect that feeling somehow, even if it was in the cruelest way possible... Her mind, which overthinks, even more than it should, concluded that even if he lost... She would have to belong to him in some way... She was aware of everything she was doing, but couldn't really control herself... Her love had taken over her entire body, and now she was trying to protect it from a rational force.

"Do you realize this?" She asked in an enchanting voice while holding Vergil's hand and pressing it against her breast.

"I'm nervous too. You can tell by my heartbeat, right?" Yes, Vergil could feel Ada's racing heart through her soft breast, which was directly touching his hand. He looked closely and saw that her white, pure skin was starting to turn red...

'I can't let her continue this...' Vergil saw her face... He couldn't take it anymore.

"I'm sorry, stop right now." He said, using the Absolute Order of the Master-Servant contract.

"Huh?! Are you trying to embarrass me?! You're Dur—" "Quiet." He commanded again, causing her mouth to shut immediately.

"Are you trying to break the agreement by doing something like this?" Vergil questioned as he pulled away from the woman and got out from under her, "Because…" she whispered, "Am I not good enough?…" She continued. "Quiet." He said again.

Even so, her will was overpowering his orders, and she continued to speak, going against him.

"My purity is mine alone. What's wrong with giving myself to someone I acknowledge?!" She shouted at Vergil, who kept his dark gaze lowered while his hair hid his face perfectly.

"Are you kidding me?" Vergil questioned as he began to lift his gaze to her... Vergil's eyes finally met Ada's...

He took a deep breath, trying to find the right words. His heart felt heavy, not from carnal desire, but from the emotional weight he felt coming from her.

Everything she was feeling was being transmitted through the Master-Servant contract... He was feeling the abyss that was consuming her, the fear, the hatred, the anger, the frustration, all those negative feelings amplified to their highest power...

"Ada," he began, his voice firm but not harsh. "This isn't about being good enough. You are my wife, and I love you... But this…" He gestured widely with his hands, pointing to her body and the situation they were in. "This won't solve your fears."

Ada, breathless, tears streaming down her face, looked at him confused, as if her world were collapsing. "Then why... why don't you want to? I'm trying... I just don't want to lose you. If you die, Vergil, I..." Her voice faltered, her words choked by emotions.

Vergil stepped closer, gently holding her face in his hands, forcing her to look directly into his eyes. "You've been saying that for too long, and I'm tired of repeating it." Vergil said, instilling a little fear in her.

"I'm not going to die." He repeated, "And even if that happens... I'll come back to life to get my wives back. Simple as that." His possessive eyes began to radiate a faint bluish glow as he looked at Ada's exposed body.

Her hands trembled, but she held Vergil's wrists, her words stifled by sobs. "I don't know what else to do... I thought that if... if I gave you this, I'd be sealing something... that would bind you to me in some way."

He shook his head slowly, his thumbs brushing away the tears running down her face. "I already belong to you. And you belong to me. We don't need anything more than what we already have. We don't need to rush into something that isn't coming from the right place, Ada. Making love isn't about fear or desperation. I don't want that to be the reason we unite this way."

Ada looked at him, trying to find sense in his words, but still feeling lost. "I just... I just want you to know that I'm yours. That I'll do anything for you. I don't know how to deal with this... with what might happen…"

Vergil pulled her into a firm embrace, holding her as if the very world around her were about to disintegrate. "You've already done so much. And that's what worries me... you're destroying yourself with all this thinking about what could happen. I need you to trust me. I won't let this happen, and you don't need to sacrifice anything to keep me by your side."

Ada buried her face in Vergil's chest, sobbing, finally allowing her emotions to overwhelm her. The tension she had been carrying, the anxiety of losing what was most precious to her, all collapsed in that single moment. Vergil remained silent, holding her tightly, allowing her to release all her repressed fears.

After a few minutes, Ada's tears began to subside, and she slowly pulled away, looking at him with a calmer yet still vulnerable gaze.

"I'm so sorry..." she whispered, the shame evident in her voice.

"There's no need to apologize," Vergil replied, leaning in to gently kiss her forehead.

Ada nodded, still with tear-filled eyes, but now there was a lightness in her that hadn't existed before. Vergil helped her lie down again, covering her with the sheet after she got dressed.

"Rest, Ada," he said gently. "You need strength for tomorrow, and I will be by your side every step of the way."

She nodded, and he left the room...

"How long have you been there?" He questioned the woman in the hallway. "I had to make sure she wouldn't steal your first time." Katharina said, her eyes shining green. "After all, when we were about to play... Novah stopped us…" The obsessive eyes of a crazy Yandere were trying to consume Vergil.

"Katharina," he said, keeping his voice calm but firm. "There was no need to interfere."

Katharina tilted her head slightly, her lips curling into a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "Interfere? Oh, no, dear. I was just protecting what's mine... mine alone." She stepped closer, her movements slow and calculated, as if she were hunting. "You don't understand, Vergil. I can't let anyone else touch you like that, not before me, of course."

Her eyes, green like poisoned emeralds, stared at him with an intensity that only reinforced the danger she represented when her emotions crossed the line. Katharina was trapped between obsessive love and the fear of losing what she desired most—him.

"Fufufu... so cute," Vergil murmured, slowly approaching Katharina until his body pressed her against the wall. His eyes glinted with an almost cruel confidence as he watched her, a smile playing on his lips. "Do you think you have any control over me?" he teased, his voice low and laden with challenge.

His fingers began to move gently, sliding down Katharina's belly in a calculated manner. She felt each touch like an electric current passing over her skin. Vergil's fingers continued their journey, moving up between her ample breasts, still firmly contained by the luxurious fabric of her elegant dress, before finally stopping at her neck, where he applied slight pressure.

In a sudden, possessive movement, Vergil pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss, taking complete control of the situation. Their lips met in a clash of passion and power, the intensity of the moment making it clear who was truly in command.

"I'm the one in charge here, dear," he whispered against her lips, his voice heavy with authority and desire.