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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Dark_Cloud_(Video_Games)
  Relationship:
      Monica_Raybrandt/Gaspard
  Character:
      Gaspard, Monica_Raybrandt
  Additional Tags:
      Emotional_Hurt/Comfort, Riding, Dirty_Talk
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-06-29 Words: 2909
****** The Angel and The Demon ******
by IcdKoffie
Summary
     Gaspard and Monica realize their feelings for each other after they
     get trapped on Mount Gundor.
Notes
     I first published this on ff.net on 4/9/13 as WicketestIshEvaWritten.
                             The Angel & The Demon
Yo, what's up? I LOVE this game. I love it so much that I rebought it… and
finished it in 6 days. Anyway, this story's about my fav hetero couple: Monica
and Gaspard. They look really cute together, I think. Btw, this is the first
het story I've written in years, so if you think it's bad please say it in a
nice way.
Disclaimer: I don't own DC2, but my eyes are dark 'cause I'm on cloud 9(get
it?)!
Gaspard stared at the princess after they fell into the depths of the volcanic
Mount Gundor. He could've killed her at this time, since she was like a pest
stuck on his skin, but choose not to. Maybe it was because she was so young, or
he wouldn't have much to gain, or maybe…
" I never really noticed… how beautiful she was," Gaspard thought as he leaned
a little closer to her.
Monica opened her eyes and sat up. "Wha? Where am I?" she gasped. " Gaspard!"
He stepped back. "I didn't do anything to you, if that's what you're thinking.
So don't worry."
"I am worried! Gaspard, you're gonna pay this time!" she grabbed her sword and
charged towards Gaspard, but he used his magic to knock her back.
"AHH!"
He walked towards her. "Look, girl-"
"It's Monica. I've told you that already," she said annoyed.
Gaspard huffed. "Hmph. And I've told you that I don't want to fight you."
She stood up. "I don't remember you saying that when you tried to blow me and
Max up with your ship!" she exclaimed.
"Point taken." He chuckled as he edged closer to her. "But-"
Monica struck him with some fireballs but Gaspard was able to spear her to the
ground.
"Listen, you-"he then realized that he was now in between this beautiful girl's
legs. Her soft skin, her sweet smell, her curves… it made his heart skip
multiple beats. He found himself gazing into her hazel eyes, which was like
looking at a fire thawing his cold heart.
The girl blushed. "Gaspard…?"
She was worried now. If he didn't do anything to her then, he was going to now.
She can barely fight this guy. How will she defend herself?
To her surprise though, Gaspard was just looking at her… in a rather
affectionate way. Her body temperature was rising rapidly and her heart was
beating faster.
"You're so beautiful…" the half- demon softly stated as he leaned to kiss her.
At first, Monica was shocked, but she soon found herself tongue wresting with
Gaspard and rubbing his back. She moaned as he pressed against her and rubbed
her right hip and thighs.
He broke the kiss and got on his knees. "You liked that, didn't you?" he asked
in his usual sarcastic voice.
Her face turned beet red. "N-no! Of course not!"
Gaspard removed his gloves, threw them somewhere, and placed his left hand up
her shirt. "Yeah, of course you didn't." he then rubbed the girl's left nipple.
"Oooohhh… aahhh…"
Listening to her moan made his cock twitch and he removed his hand from her
shirt to unbutton it and to unhook her bra.
"I… I've never done this before…" she said with nervousness as Gaspard was
taking off his cape and top.
"You mean you've never slept with that boy you're always with?" he stood up and
loosened his belt and pulled down his pants. "I don't believe that."
"More of your sarcasm?" she snapped. "I'm not like that, y'know!"
"Well, I figured your overabundant energy had to go somewhere besides at me. He
pulled down his underwear to reveal his fat, big cock.
Monica unconsciously licked her lips.
"Ha, how you just reacted tells me that you've done something." He lied on top
of her once again. "Either way, you'll like this. Trust me."
The princess rolled her eyes. "Tch, that's what all the bad boys with big dicks
say."
Gaspard laughed. "No, what I meant was that you're not supposed to be doing
this with someone like me. And doing things you shouldn't do feels good…" he
ran his hands up and down her torso. "Don't you think?"
She groaned and bought her hands to her shorts, unbuttoning them. "Go down,
please." She pleaded.
"You sure you're a virgin?" the half-demon asked while he pulled down her pants
and threw them in a random direction.
She pouted. "I am! I have no reason to lie to you!"
"Just kidding! Sorta."
He squeezed her left breast and slowly trailed his hands on her left hips as he
bought his lips to Monica's chest and both sides of her neck. As he sucked the
right side of his enemy's neck, she moaned as his dick knocked against her wet
panties. Gaspard then slid his tongue down the girl's smooth stomach, licking
every inch of her vanilla skin.
Going down, Gaspard decided to just tear off Monica's panties.
"What the?!" she yelled. "That was one of my favorite pairs! Gaspard, you ass!
You-"
Her shouting turned into moaning as soon as the half-demon rubbed her numb clit
and ran his fingers on her pussy lips. Then, he brought them down to her tight
hole and swirled around it.
Monica closed her eyes and arched her back. "Ohh, Gaspard… you really are… too
cruel." She said between groans.
"If you think this is too much for you, then you don't want my tongue." He
increased the speed of his swirling. "It's quite wicked."
"Ahh… I'm sure I can handle it."
He took that as permission to spread her legs even wider and drove his tongue
into her hole, swirling all around and licking every drip of her salty cum.
Monica shivered and grabbed a fistful of Gaspard's hair, indirectly begging him
to go deeper and faster. He was more than happy to listen by thrusting his
tongue in and out of her at light speed, sending massive shock waves across her
body.
Sensing she was close to cumming, he pulled out and placed his lips all over
her pussy, sipping every last drop, drinking her down like he just found the
only water fountain in Mount Gundor.
After eating her out, Gaspard slowly entered a finger and slowly pulled out and
then entered again.
"Ow!" the princess squealed.
"Sorry. I guess you're really a virgin then." He flatly stated.
"That's what I've been saying! And can you warn me before you do stuff like
that next time? That hurt like hell! "
He laughed. "Ok. This'll hurt." He jabbed two fingers into her and wiggled them
around.
Monica winced. "Well, it's too late to warn me now!"
"It'll go away soon." The half-demon rubbed his free hand up and down her
thick, juicy thighs to ease. When he sensed she was ready, he took out one
finger and began slowly thrusting her.
The girl shivered and moaned. "Mmm… more fingers… and go faster."
He smirked. "Certainity."
He hastily placed his whole hand deep inside his enemy, sliding through her
rapid waterfall as he rubbed her thighs again. "How does this feel?"
The only way she could answer was to moan Gaspard's name endlessly.
His dick started to pre-cum and he placed it on Monica's pussy after he took
his hand out. Then he rubbed it all around, making them tremble.
"Are you ready for me to dive in your ocean?" Gaspard asked in a sensual
manner.
Knowing what he meant, she replied, '' If you can swim, because I want you deep
in it."
"You catch on quick."
As he slid himself against her, his body needing to take that final plunge, he
wondered what the hell was he doing. She wasn't just some girl he picked up
from the bar, damn it. He took away her kingdom, her father and now, by the
looks of it, her dignity and virginity would be next. Oh, but she would be hot
and tight and so, so sweet. He could feel the pending orgasm straining to be
released. The way she writhed against him told him she wanted it just as
badly...now. Later would be a different story. She would be swimming in
regret...
He sighed. "How evil can someone be? No matter what I do, I continue to hurt
this girl, and I'll probably do so forever."
Monica was wearing a concerned expression on her face. "What's wrong?"
Gaspard removed his dick from the princess' womanhood. "Do you really want to
do this? Wouldn't you hate me and yourself even more afterwards?"
"I don't know what I want right now," she quickly answered. "I want you to die,
but I want you to live, at least for this moment. I've never had such complex
feelings for anyone before."
"Some here, I guess." He agreed. "So, you're sure about this, huh?"
"Yeah…" she smirked. "Swim deep in my ocean."
He moaned and once again placed the head of his penis into Monica's hole.
"This'll hurt, but I'll try to be gentle."
The half-demon started to journey through the girl's pussy at a very slow pace,
both because he wanted to minimize the pain and for his dick to touch every
inch of her tight, soaked walls. When he was about halfway in, he noticed the
princess was tensing up; Gaspard quickly inserted the rest of himself in her he
could rub both of her sides and suck the right side of her neck.
"Does it hurt?" he asked a pretty dumb question.
"Yeah, but it's ok," Monica's voice cracked.
After about a minute, Gaspard wrapped the girl's legs around his waist and
started to grind on her while still sucking her neck. He noticed she was still
tense, so he used his left hand to rub her hips. In response, Monica grabbed on
to his back and squeezed his waist, pressuring him to move faster. And he did,
grinding on her at an even, rough pace.
He stopped the grinding after a while and started slowly thrusting her,
knocking down her juicy walls in the process. A few thrusts later, Gaspard
checked if everything was ok. When the girl beneath him called his name and dug
her nails into his back, he picked up the pace, not leaving a single spot of
her sweet insides unsatisfied.
The girl's pussy got even hotter and wetter, and her walls became even tighter,
overwhelming his dick. With a few more quick, sloppy thrusts, he cried out and
came into his enemy. Because of his cool waterfall, Monica had a small release
of her own.
When his breathing returned to normal, Gaspard reluctantly pulled out and
rolled beside her.
"No way am I letting you have all the fun, Gaspard." Monica uttered after the
few minutes of silence and rolled on top of him.
The demon was shocked. "Girl…?"
She rolled her eyes again. "It's Monica. Ah, forget it."
Monica pressed her lips against his, passionately kissing him. Then she kissed
his throat, down to his rock-hard nipples, to his toned six-pack, kissing all
around his sexy upper body.
As Monica was about to place her lips on her favorite part of Gaspard's body,
what he said a while ago sprung up in her mind.
"You're not supposed to be doing this with someone like me,"
Running her hands across his torso, she thought, "What in the world am I
doing?"
She just realized that she's being intimate with the guy that killed her father
and put her friend Max in danger. How could she stoop so low and be so weak?
Especially since she had someone who truly cared for her? But, Monica admitted
to herself that she wanted much more than a brother or best friend figure… she
was looking for special kind of company, the one person who could touch her
soul in the deepest way.
Throughout all her life, she was lonely. Her mother died soon after her birth,
and her dad was too busy with royal duties to pay much attention to her. And
when he did, it was to teach her etiquette, how to use swords and magic, and
politics- things a princess had to know. Others didn't help ease the pain
either; they would just come and go as they please, like she was a store. She
couldn't really be her own best friend, because no one was there to be
companion.
So, when her father was assassinated, she reacted how she did out of obligation
rather that any true intense feelings. Granted, she really did love him, but
there was nothing much to "love" in the first place. Rather, Monica felt that
had to honor her kingdom and cherish her father's-King Raybrandt's- name; she
didn't want to be known as the "indifferent, weak princess", someone who did
nothing to avenge her country.
"I wonder, if I was the one who was murdered, would Father do the same thing
for me?"
She pushed those unwanted thoughts to the back of her mind and descended her
hands to Gaspard's erection. Monica then moved them up and down, causing him to
moan. Liking the sound of his low groaning, she moved even faster. His cock
started to pre-cum, and Monica causally flicked it. Wanting more of his salty
taste, she then swirled her tongue around the head. Then, she licked the sides.
"Mmm… more please." Gaspard begged in a raspy voice.
Hearing him talk like that made Monica even wetter between her thighs, so she
decided to wrap her lips around the half-demon's dripping cock and slowly
sucked it. She felt Gaspard's hand grad a fistful of her hair, lightly pushing
more of his dick into her mouth. She was more than happy to have more of him,
her lips and tongue touching every inch of skin because it tasted so good.
With her mouth tired, she got off her enemy's dick and placed it on her hard,
moist clit. They both moaned as she rubbed it all around her pussy, thighs, and
stomach. The feeling of his hot erection on her silky skin made her body
temperature rise; not being able to take it anymore, she brought Gaspard's cock
to her hole and slowly let it enter her. It still was a little painful, but not
as much as before. She was more enthralled by the pleasure of his fat dick
clogging her walls. When his dick was all the way in, Gaspard placed his hands
on either side of Monica's hips and she started to roughly ride him. She rocked
and bended so she could find her sweetest spots, and when she did, she jumped
on him even harder, his cock knocking every area inside her.
Both of them shivered and screamed uncontrollably, with Monica grabbing on to
Gaspard's shoulders and him tightly squeezing her hips. After a while, they
came simultaneously; Monica came all over her enemy's stomach and the demon
made a little waterfall inside.
Monica collapsed on him and when she came to, she got off him and lied beside
him, resting on his left shoulder.
"Uhh… I apologize." Gaspard finally said after an infinity of silence.
"For taking my virginity? I said it was ok." Monica assured.
He took a deep breath. "No, I meant for defeating… I mean murdering your
father." He said with a somewhat sincere regret.
"Oh, so you finally admit it, huh?" Monica asked with a harsh tone.
Gaspard shrugged. "Better late than never, right?
Not satisfied with that kind of answer, the princess turned away. "Hmph. I bet
you expect me to say 'It's ok' or something. Well, I'm never gonna forgive
you."
He had a crooked smile on his face. "I didn't think you would. I wasn't looking
for forgiveness, though…" he closed his eyes. "I just wanted to tell you how I
felt."
Still looking away, Monica uttered with coldness, "I hate you, Gaspard. Never
forget that." She then turned to him. "I hate you not only because you killed
my father and tarnished my kingdom, but also because you reminded me about how
lonely I really was."
"I'm very alone, Gaspard." She continued. "And I know you're alone, too. Maybe
that's the real reason why I kept pursuing you. Because you were the only
person I knew that could understand my pain."
The half-demon was wide-eyed. "You…"
"Yes, it's true that you've done horrible things to me. I've never felt such
intense hatred for anyone before. But if you hadn't harmed me, I never would've
met you… and I never would've known what it meant to be in love."
"Monica…" Gaspard was flustered.
She wore a playful smile. "You finally remembered my name! Yeesh, it would've
sucked if the guy I just confessed my love to didn't know my name."
The demon held her close and lightly stroked her arm. "I knew your name this
whole time. I didn't think I was worthy of saying it though. Such a beautiful
name… for such a beautiful face, body, mind, and soul." He sounded like he was
going to cry.
The princess blushed and her eyes started to water. "Oh, Gaspard…"
They then passionately kissed and made love once again, their bodies and souls
being warmed by the flames of Mount Gundor.
Btw, about that stuff about Monica's mom's death, I assumed something like that
actually did happen 'cause Monica never mentioned her.
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