Unholy Trinity
Imagine, in a perfect world, everything would be alright.
In a perfect world, you'd walk the streets of a restless city in a leisure stroll.
In a perfect, yet twisted world, you'd have scored the best job one could dream of.
Imagine, in a perfect world, you'd be a subordinate to three of the most gorgeous men, who had ever walked the face of the earth.
Okay, let's revise that. The job in fact wasn't that perfect. It was actually a tedious one, having you to constantly clean up behind three grown man with the sense for tidiness like five year olds.
Not so much for the newest addition, who miraculously had popped a few month ago. Nonetheless, the chaos that greeted you upon entering the shop warily, left you questioning their sanity all over again. As you had left yesterday, it had been in tip top condition.
You huffed, pinching the bridge of your nose. "Disgusting."
Nope, not a chance. You'd let them revel in that dirty laundry strewn across the floor and dishes with leftover pizzas and what not, you couldn't even decipher it anymore.
The only thing, why you turned up here on a free Saturday, was that you forgot your books in Nero's room. Sometimes, when there was nothing more to do and the phone was silent all day, you both studied together.
Or tried to at least.
Surprisingly, and in harsh contrast to his usual snotty behaviour Nero was quite the goofball and fun to be around. Also, he was smart as hell. And he helped you getting through your notes, correcting them if needed. On Monday you'd have to face yet another exam on a topic you dreaded, so had asked him yesterday if he could assist you once more with memorizing the material.
Both of you had enrolled on the local university. He was a few semesters ahead of you, but conveniently studying on the same subject. He had adapted quite well to the change of universities, seeing as he moved here the middle of his term.. And you barely made it through your first year without struggles. So, when he found out you were studying the very same, he volunteered off his own bat to help you. If Nero was self-confident about anything, it was his scholastic achievement.
The house was silent and you ascended the broad wooden staircase, quickly making your way to Nero's room.
Maybe they were out together, not highly unlikely for them either.
Still, you'd took kind of a risk to be here, when not anticipated.
From your first day on you had on this part time job, Dante had only set one rule, not to show up deliberately. At first you didn't quite take him that seriously, but one day you learned the reason why. You had walked in on a something disturbing and yet curiously appealing scene, that had you left you blushing madly like a schoolgirl.
You had been embarrassed beyond humility, when you had the noises out of his bedroom.
You knew, what they all were. And Dante had made it clear to you after the incident even more. There was something between the twins, that went far deeper than your ordinary brotherly love. Some kind of bond, you'd secretly wished to experience one day.
Nonetheless, Dante had declared later, the unabashed open guy he was, that they needed to vent their pent up energies or it would eventually burst from them like a scorching geyser. It was a natural cyclic occurrence of their inhuman half. And only his brother was able to give and endure the whole package a hybrid's sex drive contained.
You didn't miss the veiled words of warning in between the lines. It was a dangerous business to venture into the love life of a hybrid such like Dante and his stern, but mostly, polite brother Vergil. And even if Dante ever so often indulged himself in the company of human women, as distraction and easily achieved amusement, his loyalties lie with his brother.
Since no one made a fuzz over what you had witnessed, you opted for playing the adult part as well and simply had shrugged it off, promising to be more careful and not visit outside her your working hours.
So, imagine your relief upon finding the house abandoned. Rules were rules, no matter how lax of a boss both twins seemed. All they asked for was a clean house and food in the fridge.
You grabbed your books of Nero's shelf and were ready to leave quickly and leaving no trace of your visit. You froze as the floor boards above you creaked.
Vergil's room was located upstairs right over Nero's and Dante's.
Oh, shit.
As quietly as possible, since dreading their awfully good senses, you slipped out of the room, struggling to close the doors without a sound. The creaking above you grew louder. Almost hectic.
Everything in your mind screamed for to not heed to your primal instincts. But were the half devils were involved, you found out reason sometimes quickly flew out of the window.
This right now was one of those sometimes, as you tiptoed to the narrow stairs of the attic. Vergil's realm.
On all fours, you divided your weight to equally rest on every limb, sneaking up to the door, surprisingly without a single sound from the antique staircase.
Wiping your brow and congratulating yourself on succeeding in your incredibly stupid action, you settled down.
Already forming in your head was the delicious sight of half devils in a amorous frenzy, devouring each other in a passion not to observed by the wide eyed human on the other side of the door, that parted you from eternal bliss.
Holding in your breath, you found your suspicions confirmed upon the exquisite sounds of pure pleasure seeping from under the door. Your hands covered your mouth to muffle the hitched breath caught in your suddenly very dry throat.
You felt like having the forbidden fruit at the tips of your very fingers, currently grabbing onto the fringed ends of the carpet on the floor. This must have been exactly how Eva had felt, tempted beyond solid reason, when presented with the most delicious fruit mankind ever had tasted.
Biting your lip, you knew you were to rattled to just leave, to not stumble down the stairs in a haze and go on your merry way and pretend you haven't heard the heavens sigh loud in content on the other side.
A moan, louder than before erupted from within and the voice was neither Dante's nor Vergil's. You memorized every little sound of them, every nuance they could make, hanging on their lips like your life depended on it.
"Oh, God..." A breathy groan, heavy with pain or pleasure, alerted you to the third presence beyond the door, that separated your sanity from uncontrolled hysteria.
You sat on the brink of ruin, clutching onto the last straws of self control, which swiftly dissipated upon the sinful noises rising in volume, shamelessly indulged in their combined climax with incoherent curses and hoarse cries. You could clearly hear Dante as the most obnoxious one and it stole a sly smile from you.
Not realizing the imminent danger of being caught, peeking yet again upon their glorious finish, you hadn't noticed the shuffling noises.
Dazed by the magnificent images that had formed in your head, you did not hear the footsteps, until it was too late.
A dark chuckle was directed at your presence. "I thought I had heard something." Dante said cheekily, as his mesmerizing blue eyes fell upon your shrinking form like a lost puppy at hi snaked feet..
A blush rose to your cheeks, hot and tingling. Your stomach lurched, knowing you severely overstepped the boundaries. The one rule that had been set up for you to obey, you had obviously and continuously violated.
"You're not going to sit there all day, are you?"
He offered your baffled existence a hand and you tentatively reached for it and let yourself get hauled up, meeting his mischievous eyes once more from more up close. But your eyes didn't stay at his face but wandered aimlessly down, over his strong jaw, his neck, his broad shoulders, his muscled abdomen to stop at the hem of his leather pants, which hung so very low on his hips, sculptured after the image of a Greek God.
"Oh, sweetheart, have you any idea what you have done?"
And with uttering those mocking words, accompanied by an amused chuckle from somewhere behind him, he pulled you in.
The door closed behind you and you flinched, knowing this to be the starting signal to your impending punishment.
Your eyes wandered past Dante's broad and very unclothed frame to meet Vergil's. He sat on the bed, sheet lazily draped over his midsection to make him decent. His body, with all those carefully chiselled dips and muscles, had a sheen to it, that made him look like made out of flawless, white marble.
His face was a mask of stern contemplation and couldn't be more different from Dante's. Under the sheets moved another figure, hands sticking out to grab for Vergil's muscular forearm, trying to drape it over him in a clumsy attempt. This declared him to still relish that mindnumbing orgasm in a haze, which had coursed through his unholy demon blood only minutes prior to your entrance.
You shook your head, not knowing what to reply to that snide question, eyes devotedly staring at the ground, his naked feet currently the most interesting thing in your limited field of vision.
"That was very inconsiderate of you." Vergil reprimanded you in a dark voice.
"I'm sorry." You mutter, abashed and ashamed under the scrutinizing gaze that was trademarked by the older twin. You knew it wouldn't end well.
But what really got you was the presence of Nero. Never ever would you have guessed him to be part of this. But seeing he was partially demon as well, he may had the same carnal urges that needed to be satisfied thoroughly by the likes of him.
The thought of Nero's heavy panting constricted your lower abdomen into a painful knot. He was the most gorgeous young man you had ever laid eyes one, and admitting this to yourself in the dire situation, you found yourself presently in, didn't help your composure.
You knew you had a crush on him, which you always had determinedly fought and buried under all the work and studies.
Your resolve was nothing but invisible shambles at the devil's bare feet standing in front of you with arms crossed across his broad chest.
"No use crying over spilled milk." He chuckled amused, but the next second he was suddenly so close you gasped loudly. "I did warn you, though." Dante whispered right next to your ear, hot breath fanning over the outer shell and your breath came out ragged as he had leaned in, careful to leave only a few hairs between your bodies.
You shivered.
In anticipation?
In excitement?
In fear?
All the above you guessed, as he hummed thoughtfully at your trembling figure.
You needed to leave. Now. The oppressive atmosphere proved to be too much on your weak mind.
You gathered your last remaining strength. "I will leave you alone for now. Again, I'm sorry."
Dante took a step away to ease you off a bit, knowing full well the impact of his presence, smelling of sweat and sex and that thick, magnificent aroma of musk, which could reduce every woman to begging mess on the floor.
Dante eyed you with a strange look, delighted to see you fighting the charm the devil blood pulled on you. The devil's aura could be like an ambrosia to ordinary humans such as you were, reeling you in to gape like fish without water. Twitching already. He could feel it, the way your muscles involuntarily contracted just at the sight of him.
Vergil gave Nero a gentle pat on his butt, feeling the embarrassment in his tensed muscles as he buried his face deeper into the warm and soft cushion. He slowly came back from his dreary state of post-coital bliss, only to be confronted with your voice of all things.
And he asked himself what the hell you were doing here on your day off. He'd never wanted for you to find out about his intercourses with the devil twins. Certainly not like this, to boot. He felt the bed move, as Vergil teleported away from him to whatever the twins were scheming.
A gust of cold air hit your face. "I don't think so."
You froze at Vergil dark croaky voice behind you. He had warped behind you in the blink of an eye, leaving the sheet discarded on the floor. And it hit you, he might was stark naked, as he pressed himself against your behind, making you breath hitch and eliciting a soft yelp from your parted lips.
Your shocked eyes searched for Dante's who still stood in front of you, displaying an overly lewd grin, that let you know you weren't going anywhere soon.
Vergil's nose nuzzled against your exposed neck, right over the vein with your heated blood rushing through at 100 miles per hour.
You could feel his heartbeat in return as it thudded at a hypnotizing pace against your back. You sighed at this and a low chuckle rumbled through his chest.
His twin extended yet again one hand, nodding encouragingly for you to take the leap and hold onto it. He pulled you flush against him and Vergil followed, pressing you even deeper into his brothers warm chest.
Sandwiched into a heated hug, you marvelled at how soothing and comforting it felt. Safe and sound. Two hands on each of your hip, two painfully slow grinding crotches igniting hot white flashes of desire in your belly and below. You tried to lift your head, attentive to the noises coming from above, only to see the twins share an open mouthed kiss, tongues darting out, twirling around and nibbling playfully at each others lips.
You groaned at the sinful sight of the two beautiful devils ravishing their opposite, while still occasionally grinding into you. And you managed feel Vergil's raging hard on through the fabric your pants.
God, it was driving you mad with want.
Dante pulled away first, winking at you before he put his index finger under your chin in order to lift your flushed face. His smirk told you everything you needed to know, before he dipped his head and his wet hot mouth captured yours.
A slow tantalizing kiss followed, only lips moving against each other, tongue occasionally darting out and then teeth followed, biting your bottom lip, making you writhe and pine for more.
Vergil's firm grip held you in place wrenched between their bodies, even if your legs would buckle under the sheer surreality of what was happening to you, they would hold you exactly were they wanted you to be.
What they did to you already, without doing much, had your peeking shadow of a doubt scorched. Like a lonely piece of paper caught in a fiery blaze, ashes and embers drifting away to dissolve in a hurricane of desire.
Just the proximity to their glorious, flawless heated flesh had you on the brink of spiralling out of control.
You practically dripped already and pressed your legs together to enhance the sensation building up between your thighs.
Dante's kiss was becoming ferocious, demanding your full attention. His tongue encircled yours in an agonizing slow pace, tasting you thoroughly and even smiling into the kiss at your pure and unashamed reaction, pressing your thighs together as tightly as you could, squeezing that little bundle of nerves, to cop a fraction of that sensation it could bring.
You moaned, as you felt Vergil's hands slip under the hem of your shirt, pushing it up, but Dante wouldn't let you go, to let you shed your shirt. You didn't want to either, clawing at his chest the deeper and heated the kiss became.
Vergil clicked his tongue impatiently and you heard a telltale rip, plus you felt the tug. She gasped into Dante's mouth, and he bit down on your lower lip as his hands wandered behind to help Vergil shed that offending piece of clothes from your quivering form.
"Better." The older twin murmured pleased, as his hands explored you all over with surprisingly soft touches. His arms encircled your waist, and nimble hands found the front your skinny jeans, making quick work of opening and pushing them down, along with your panties, sporting a wet stain and he hummed lowly delighted to know, your body responded so well to their course of action.
One last nip from Dante at your reddened and swollen lips, before he took both your hands again into his much bigger ones to help you step out of the heap of fabric that now pooled at your feet.
Nero had perked up, enthralled by the sight of both his lovers and the girl in between them. His mouth hung open and he licked his dry lips, self-aware of the position he was still in. Stark naked and turned on once more.
Though the shadow of a doubt crossed his divine features for the of a second. "Is this okay...?" He half but whispered, not knowing if this was a sin in itself to have both twins reduce you to a playtoy, apparently not able to remotely deny the savage brothers any of their highly seductive advances.
Dante held onto you by one hand, as he retreated to stand at an arms length and bowed his head, like a true gentlemen. "She can go now, if she wishes to." And immediately Vergil took a step back as well, and you found yourself missing the heat and confinement of their bodies already.
You shook your head, eyes meeting Nero's uncertain gaze with a resolute stare. You wanted them. This. With every fibre of your painfully exposed being.
"See?" Dante raised his eyebrows in question. "And you, Kid, still have one or two things to learn about humans. Might as well take your chances." He grinned ferociously, implying Nero's presence, opposed to his former belief that the twins wanted to play alone, to be ultimately required.
Nero swallowed the lump in his throat that had formed at the prospect of sharing a woman between them, wondering just how much stamina his demon truly provided him with and if he could endure another go of endless teasing by the two insatiable beings he called his lovers.
He never had done this before, only restricting himself to the half devils he so worshipped for he could indulge in things unmentionable, by his standards, and never feel ashamed in their presence to begin with.
Also his demon side had made it so much easier to establish a link with the twins and to him it felt so natural to just go with it and heeding his primal instinct only, guiding him with a fervor he thought not possible. With a human this whole thing moved to a complete different level, especially since he had learned to actually care for her quite a bit.
But to say he wasn't curious would have been a blatant lie, as well. And Nero wasn't gonna ever lie to himself, even when currently heated cheeks displayed his dilemma to the whole unforeseen situation.
You accepted the reigns taken from you the moment you had stepped into the room, trusting the three men simultaneously.
If you had learned one thing about Dante, as playful and cheeky as he seemed, he wasn't one to mince words and his actions only ever proved to you how caring he actually could be and you would always know where you stood with him. He was a straightforward guy with a heart of gold. That was for certain until the earth would stop to turn.
And Vergil could be stiff as the stick, which he had right up his firm shaped ass, and he wasn't one for games either. More serene and austere as Dante, he still upheld the impression to be quite humorous at times, sporting a biting sarcasm. In addition he could be even slightly amicable in his own grim nature when he was in the mood.
Both elder man guided you towards the messy bed, a reminder of how they had enjoyed themselves just minutes before and in the middle of your arrival.
You remembered the loud moan, Nero had made and wondered briefly, if you could have him do the same noise again. Only for you this time.
Sheets rustled, as Nero moved apprehensively when Vergil ushered you onto the king size bed and towards the younger man. Dante drew leisure circles on your back as you settled down in front of Nero, both hands firmly planted onto the mattress. And for a moment of silence, it was only the two of you staring into each other's eyes, looking for a hint of discomfort and change of heart.
But you found none,nor did he, and the knot in your stomach tightened anew at the glorious sight of his body and the curious right arm they called devil bringer. You could clearly see first time from up close where the human skin turned purple and changed into tough scales and rough lilac and blue skin. Clearly a sight to behold and revel in.
You found it strangely enticing and as your eyes wandered down from his broad shoulders, along his toned arm towards the talons he had instead of fingers, you couldn't help but ask yourself how they would feel upon your heated flesh.
Nero gripped the sheet around his waist tighter, as he skidded closer, settling onto his heels. "You want this?" He asked again, with a voice soft and smooth as velvet and deeper than before. You nodded your consent. "Yes."
The faintest of shy smiles played on the corner of his mouth and you tentatively stretched your fingers, left hand sliding across the sheets until the tips of your fingers brushed along his claw.
Vergil and Dante exchanged a look as they joined the both of you. While Dante settled himself behind you, Vergil crept over to Nero, giving you a solid view on his naked, perfect butt. Your eyes turned with hunger for the devil.
Vergil flashed you a scorching look accompanied by a sly grin, aware of his actions and what they did to you. Dante encircled your shoulders with both arms, pulling you flush against his chest, letting you bask in his warmth for a short time, before he took your right hand twisting your arm behind you, slowly guiding your fingers to front of his pants.
The firm hardness, still hidden behind cool leather, caught you off guard. Dante yet continued the movement and rubbed your open palm along his cock and hummed in delight, while watching Nero with a taunting grin over your shoulder.
Nero's mouth hung slightly open at the display. He didn't have time to marvel, his breath hitched, as Vergil's hand crept under the sheets and gave his hardened dick the much needed touches and pinches he yet craved for with every fiber of his tingling body.
He moaned lecheroulsy to the ministrations of the older twin and you stopped your actions to admire the beauty before you.
Dante chuckled, swiftly returning your attention solely to him and let you pull the zipper down, fingers brushing the soft velvety skin. He wriggled himself out of his pants, shifting and pulling until he had succeeded in shedding, wanting to feel you more.
His one hand squeezed your hip, but eventually moved to your ass and pushed you to an upright kneeling position. Opposite of you, Vergil acted accordingly, mimicking Dante's actions on Nero.
The tension was so high and tangible, your heart was beating uncontrollably at the sight before you. His messy, white hair fell into Nero's eyes as he lowered his head to give you a tantalizing gaze from under his fringe, watching Dante's motion as he massaged your ass in a thorough manner, which had you roughly push your behind into his grip.
He welcomed the movement, as he met it with his dick, once again pressing you into him. This time though it was his hard on free from restraints and you effectively mewled feeling him at last. He turned your face to the side catching you in a feverish kiss, exploring your mouth all over, while you moaned into the kiss, as he wedged his twitching member in between your butt cheeks and gave you a painful pinch, making you jerk. His hand on your hip guided you to move slightly up and down, massaging his steel hard length with your ass much to his liking.
Nero watched you both and bit down hard onto his lower lip, hissing at Vergil's soft fingers, pinching the head of his strained erection, while the twin had his chin resting on the young man's collarbone, letting out a dark, dreamy chuckle, observing his brother with great interest.
Nero's blood boiled under his hot skin, yet again covered with a thin layer of sweat, his hair in disarray and falling onto his forehead, when Vergil gave him an encouraging push to go crawl towards you.
The sheet was taken away by Vergil and Nero, in all his naked glory came crawling on all fours. From the corner of your eye you saw this, while still urgently kissing Dante and coating his member with the use your butt in his own pre-cum you, stretched your hand out, caressing his blushing cheek as he came closer.
Nero locked his expectant gaze with yours, as Dante let reluctantly go of your mouth, but kept you firmly in place with his right, beckoning Nero to him with a wicked grin and a nod. Nero complied, letting Dante grab the back of his head and force a sweet and innocently short peck on his lips, as he leaned over your left shoulder.
Nero returned the grin you directed at him, his eyes though wandering, stilling in your covered breasts, watching them heave under the heavy panting due to the breathless kisses with Dante and his occupation with your backside.
You wriggled slightly, eliciting a satisfied long groan from the older devil hunter. "Enjoying yourself, I see." He cooed into your ear, with his raspy voice. "Just wait, sweetheart. It's about to get even better."
With this he unclasped the solemn garment still left on you and let your breast bounce free. Nero gulped, watching Dante gripping his hand and guiding it the left while he himself grabbed the other, thoroughly massaging it and, at first softly, pinched your hardened nipple. Expectant eyes told Nero to do the same.
And boy, as soon as you felt his warm hand on you, you moaned again. He pinched your nipple expertly one time, restrained at first, but the soft yelp of you let another follow close behind. Your arched yourself into both hands of the equally skilled hunters, eyes squeezed shut and biting your lip. Dante's rough hand was in stark contrast to Nero's much softer one.
Vergil had taken his prior spot back behind Nero, and gave him a firm pat on his tiny, perfectly shaped ass. Nero jerked at the unanticipated action, but soon enough you heard him laugh lightly.
Peeking one eye open, you met Vergil's smouldering intense stare over Nero's shoulder and secretly asked yourself how it would feel to actually kiss him.
As if on cue, he pushed Nero further and close enough for you to have him against you, chest on chest. He leaned over to find Dante's mouth and they had a wild dance with both tongues sticking out, your breast completely forgotten due to the wedged in position you were once again. Nero's hands rested on your hips though, holding on for dear life as Dante made love with his mouth in a most sensual way with his overly skilled tongue.
Vergil leaned in over Nero's shoulder and gave you one last feverish stare, that stopped the world for a second. With half opened lids and mouth he closed the last small gap and his tongue immediately shot out, licking yours, massaging it but was pulled back to let his teeth gently nibble on your bottom lip.
Then he did something quite unexpected. He bit down. Hard. Your hands flew from in between your bodies up to Nero's arms, digging your nails firmly into the flesh of his human one and scraping your other hand open on the devil bringer's sharp scales.
It started to bleed on the spot, Vergil left your mouth immediately, as he gently took it and gave it a quick once over. He scoffed mildly and his mouth ascended onto your injured palm and finger, sucking the blood off the wound and licking it clean. Your index finger was put in between his gorgeous lips, he sucked and nibbled, while he looked at you with hazy eyes before pulling it out with a distinctive plop.
He then made short effort of capturing your lips once again, mixing both your saliva with the blood into a sinful cocktail. His pulse had quickened excessively due to the red liquid added in to heighten his pleasure, and his soft muffled moans vibrated in his chest flush against Nero's sculptured back muscles.
You focused only on Vergil's ministrations and explorations of your mouth and the cool taste of mint, which reminded you of the sweet ice cream from the parlor down the street. The coppery taste of the blood wore of soon enough, and you could taste it thoroughly. The satin texture of his tongue, the sugary minted aroma, both curious and intoxicating enough to fall for it.
In between the kiss you felt a hand on your wrist guiding you lower and lower until you encountered something very firm. Nero twitched, knowing it was your delicate hand that had just brushed his swollen dripping head.
Dante's hand left your wrist to encircle Nero's shaft fully, pumping up and down once. The younger man jerked forward and pushed his hips up to let Dante know he wanted him to do it again. But it wasn't Dante's hand that continued to stroke him up and down, letting him pant into the older man's mouth, making the kiss sloppy and messy. He couldn't concentrate any more as he felt your soft warm hand on him.
"Fuck..."
He threw his back and let out a long groan. This felt totally different from the usually strong big hands working him into a frenzy time and time again. You had stopped kissing Vergil to look up at Nero and his contorted face of pure pleasure.
Yes. This felt so good, being in complete control over the sanity that still held the young man together. Then Dante's hand was back on you, creeping down painfully slow, as you held your breath in, knowing were he would eventually, electric currents shot through you, sparkling exactly where his hand landed.
Nero looked down between the two of you to see how your delicate fingers encircled him, while maintaining the mesmerizing movement, adding slightly more pressure to torture him even more. His hands found their way from your hips, stroking down between your breasts and up again and he blew the hair up and out of his eyes playfully as a grin broke out to light up his beautiful face. You couldn't wait to finally taste him and leaned in for the first kiss you both would share for the first time, while slightly speeding up the pace to leave him already breathless as your tongues touched.
The sensations mingled and erupted in a low groan, as Dante's fingers finally pried your folds open, the exact moment Nero's tongue darted out to meet yours. He tasted of sweet, sugary caramel with a slightly burnt and bitter note, much better than you could have ever fantasied about.
You mewled, as Dante coated his fingers to draw circles around the sensitive bud of nerves and you could feel it slowly creeping up and recoil in your lower abdomen. Like a rubber band, strung to the very point of breaking, it snapped without warning and you shuddered under the orgasm that had hit you from out nowhere. Nero's kiss became feverish to add to the hot white streak that shot through you.
Curse the Heavens! This was how you wanted to feel, the moment you had stepped into the devil's sanctuary today.
Nero broke the kiss to watch you loose yourself in the powerful feeling wrecking through your body. You couldn't keep yourself upright and rested your sweaty forehead against his hard chest and he lowered his chin onto the back of your head and his human hand supported your quivering form around your waist.
Dante went on to coat his dick with your juices, leaning forward to press a kiss in between your shoulder blades, waiting for you to recover slightly. Yet again he found Nero's hand and pried his fingers apart. "Now you." He instructed him with a small grin and wide eyes met him uncertainly.
You were still panting as you lifted your head to meet those intense blue eyes made of arctic frost and sky. So magnificent. You held your breath as Dante guided Nero's finger towards the center of your sole being in this very moment.
A feather light touch on your clit forced another low moan from deep within your throat. Dante lifted your behind up and you felt the tip of his dick on your hot and wet entrance. All it would take was a tiny nudge for him to slip inside the volcanic heat, so wet with anticipation.
Your heart pounded and blood rushed in your ears at the feel of him, teasing your entrance until you couldn't take it anymore. One jerk of your behind and he slipped in. One swift move and he was buried to the hilt. Your eyes flew open and your head snapped up. This time the moan was loud.
And without further ado, he pulled out until only his swollen head remained buried, only to push himself back in within a second, grinding his hips in a forceful move. Your eyes squeezed shut, hands clawing at Nero's shoulders as you met Dante's movement halfway to violently impale yourself on the hybrids hard cock..
All Nero could do was stare wide eyed at the frivolous sight, almost forgetting his own purpose. He felt the small nub Dante had showed him, teasing it gently, which drove you even wilder. Jerking your hips forward to press yourself into the touch of Nero's hand, grinding on him, you almost lost Dante behind you. His nails digging deep into your flesh he started pounding into you relentlessly, holding you in a tight grasp, while Nero explored your folds with two fingers reluctantly, rubbing over the nub again watching your reaction, then he pushed down on it.
White flashes exploded before your inner eye, you constricted and cried with the tightening of your muscles, searing blazes engulfed your mind. Your legs spazzened, as Dante still pumped into you until you couldn't physically take it anymore and slumped forward only to be caught in Nero's embrace. Fiery pits pooled in your lower body, your muscles contracted to quench even the last bits of ecstasy from your shaky figure with laboured breaths.
As you struggled to recuperate from the your light-headed stupor, Nero slowly pulled you up to level with his face. You sunk into his needy eyes and his hot breath fanned over your cheeks as he grasped you chin with his human hand and tilted it up, ready to convey in they way he kissed you languidly, just how much he had enjoyed watching you come so hard.
Dante stroked his own length, not able to come yet, because of your swift downfall. He winked at Vergil, who too had watched, before he retrieved that small lilac bottle of lube from under one of the cushions behind him, plus a condom. The soft plop instantly grabbed Nero's attention and his growing desire to have one of the twins in him grew beyond a measurable amount.
Vergil thoroughly coated his fingers of his right hand, instructing Nero to lay down with you, both on your sides facing each other. He rested his head on his outstretched arm, pushing the hair from your face with the tip of his talons.
You were granted a short pause to come down from your intoxicating high. You shuffled a bit closer to him and became aware of Vergil easing himself down as well, spooning Nero from behind. In this intimate moment you found Nero's soft lips again and sighed into another slow and sensual caramel scented kiss.
Nero felt Vergil's finger easing itself into his ass, slowly pumping in and out while he lost himself in the feel of you, touching, nibbling and stroking up and down your body tenderly. Vergil added the next finger and Nero yet again became more wanton, his tongue twirling around yours in a more demanding way.
He moaned into your mouth as a third finger was pushed inside, having him writhe already to Vergil's skillfull preparations. He broke the kiss eventually to bite down on his bent forearm he had rested his head as Vergil curled his fingers up insight his tight ass.
"Vergil..." He breathed out in desperation and the man behind him understood, ripping the condom open and expertly rolling it over his strained erection. He couldn't have waited any longer to bury himself into Nero, even if he wanted to.
His fingers eased out and his dick pushed agonizingly slow in instead. Nero contracted for a second, still not entirely used to the invading feeling. Another groan escaped him and he continued sinking his teeth into his own arm, groaning and panting all the while.
As you watched both men opposite you, a warm body settled against you, engulfing you in utter bliss to watching Nero's expression waver between pain and pleasure. Dante stroked your ass before cupping it firmly. His head resting on your shoulder, you could see him grin slyly as you lifted yours to meet his gaze.
"Sweetheart, we aren't done yet either." He rasped and gooseflesh broke out all over you at his words. Flush against him, you lifted your leg to let Dante in between. His cock rubbed over your folds and against your clit, until he got a needy grunt out you and shoved his dick fully inside you once more.
Slow, deep and hard he pumped into you, holding your leg secured over his hip, as he set the pace. You closed your eyes, and just let him do all the work, finding the best angle to his much needed release, skin slapping against skin, as result of the quickened movement. The steady rhythm left you breathless, mewling and crying out at the scorching waves of pleasure building up higher and higher.
Dante dipped his tongue into your collarbone, licking and sucking on your skin. His hand left your ankle and went upwards to squeeze your breast. His tongue left a wet trail as he bit down your neck, having you throw your head back gasping uncontrollably. His movement became jerky and he pushed in one last time as deep as possible, letting out a low, unadulterated growl.
With this he crashed you, the wave toppled over and doused you in scorching heat. Every nerve inside was on fire and the hot white blazes of mindnumbing ecstasy left you in all but a panting heap against Dante's heaving chest.
His forehead sank onto your shoulder and his laboured breath tickled your ear as he slowly pulled out, lazily draping his arm over you, gently stroking over the dip of your waist and the curve of your hips, squeezing your shaky thigh one time firmly and travelling back up let it dangle over your waist. "Mmmh..."
You could only nod, every sense for spoken language lost, to just revelled in the afterglow for a while.
Vergil pounded into Nero relentlessly, letting him moan and curse obscenities under his breath, with Vergil hitting his prostrate dead on by now. You and Dante both watched Vergil utterly destroying Nero with his fast penetration. He begged and mewled for more even still, obliterate to anything outside the feeling of this tight coil in his stomach, he so wanted to explode and give him release.
Vergil pulled Nero's head back with grasping soft strands of hair, making him hiss and curse in surprise. Vergil was by no means gentle as he sought his own pleasure. He crashed his lips onto Nero's in a bruising kiss, which differed greatly form the one you had received, while ruggedly hold Nero's head in place only by pulling his hair.
Nero growled through the kiss and sucked Vergil's lower lip in between his teeth biting down as retaliation for the pain on his head. Vergil's answer was a deep stroke, massaging Nero's prostate, pushing him close to the point of no return.
Nero blinked once as Vergil's movement stopped dead, earning him a blazing glare.
"Please, I'm so close..." Nero begged him to pick his sinful actions back up, but on the contrary. Vergil pulled out and left him utterly empty and so needy, he'd thought to go crazy.
Vergil's darkened eyes fixed on you in a covetous stare, seeing you cuddled up comfortably against Dante. Nero slowly rose from his laying position to sit on his heels, seeing Vergil shedding the condom and carelessly flinging it over his shoulder, missing Nero remotely and even landing spot on in the bin next to his nightstand.
"Nice trick." Dante commented, feeling very much entertained at the moment.
Vergil ignored this, instead his focus set exclusively on you. "I see my brother has been good to you." He commented your flushed and heated skin due to the heavy orgasms that had wrecked you. Vergil's predatory eyes gazed at you with newly met desire.
Dante ushered you up from your position, knowing there was nothing he could deny to his brother. Also, he have had his fun. Time to go down the chain of command.
"Do you want her?" Vergil asked Nero with a wry smile. Your heart started pounding, wondering what Dante's twin was up to.
Despite himself and because of the unfulfilled desire, Nero nodded his head a single time.
"Too bad." Vergil said with a seductive smile directed at you. He would have you before him. "Turn." He said and grabbed your behind in a crushing, vice like grip, making you grunt in return.
One sardonic look at Nero over his shoulder and he was pushing against you, guiding himself in one handedly with one fluid motioned. You slumped forward at the force and landed on your stomach, but Vergil pulled your hips up, angling them to meet him flush against his groin.
A loud cry erupted from your throat. He felt so good inside you. So strong and hard and savage. Massaging your inner walls, as he repeated the hard thrust once again. You panted into the mattress. "Harder." Vergil was different, for he seamed more like an untamed beast as he took you violently, closer to the devil within than any of them.
Dante couldn't hide the smile at the look Vergil threw Nero, fucking her from behind and himself into a carnal frenzy. His head flew back and he moaned shamelessly. Again you cried out, when Vergil slapped your butt hard, before rubbing soothingly over the reddened spot.
Nero bit his lip and wanted nothing more, but to do what Vergil did and having you cry his name. Dante crawled over to him, giving some kind of comfort in running has hand up and down his length with a hazy look as he connected their mouths in a sloppy kiss, Nero's eyes never leaving you and Vergil.
Your hands gripped the sheets, ready to pull and rip, desperately trying to find a vent for all the animalistic lust Vergil incited in you. Pumping in and out like a jackhammer, you received another slap and another gentle rub over the burning sensation on the left cheek of your butt.
He bent down to encircle your waist, pushing himself into you deeper and deeper, his hand eventually sneaking between your legs. It really just took one single rub over the sensitive bundle of nerves, to let you tumble into a sweet release, flying and falling with mind and tissue on fire alike. Tingling sensation, brimming with luscious swirls, their intense center between your legs and from there coursing through the fabric of your every being.
The world was shaken, upside down and yet all you felt was contentment.
Vergil toppled over with you, a hoarse growl erupting from between his lips as his spent weight pressed you deeper into the comfort of the mattress. He rolled over lazily, eyes searching yours, both of you meeting each other with a satisfied soft smile. His hand lifted to caress your cheek in the sweetest and most innocent of actions which stood in heavy contrast to his prior depiction of raw power. His fingers moved along your heated face to tug your dishevelled behind your ear.
"Marvellous." His voice was low and coarse, yet it left your stomach tingling at how he said it with slight praise.
His hand searched for Nero's and he yanked him down to inflict another searing and crushing kiss on him. Dante then crawled next to you, fingers starting to play with your locks, and the other hand gently stroking along your body. It was soothing and calming you mind down from this soaring high Vergil had taken you.
But you haven't forgotten about Nero, the only one left with still heavy pent up frustration and denied to indulge in his desire and wanting to let it burst and run free.
He sat there crossed legged, as you, still slightly shaky, took the reigns. He was the ultimate prize left. And here you were upon him, half lidded eyes and wolfish grin on display, to claim it.
He followed your every move with wary, but lust filled eyes. A splendid smile tugging on his lips, ready to commit sin and receive just the same.
He helped you climb onto him, settling in between his crossed legs. You reached for his face, outlining his strong jaw and putting a thump on his lower lip. For now, it was only the two of you. His cock still stood painfully at attention and you wasted no time, lifting yourself onto his lap and watching his face turn into blissful pleasure as you engulfed him, sliding down completely.
You had to wonder at how insatiable you had become, still wanting more and more out of the three beautiful temptations here in this room, which seemed to have left earth and thrown you into another universe were time stopped and wasn't essential.
All that mattered was the man in front of you. His strong arms wrapped around you, pulling you even closer as yours laid around his shoulders. He sucked his breath in, shuddering as you nuzzled his neck, licking and kissing your way up to his ear, nibbling on the earlobe.
You lifted you bottom, having him almost leave you, only to slide back down, finding a solid rhythm. His breathing became ragged and unsteady. His soft moans spurred you on to roll your hips and create a friction you knew you couldn't endure long. Nero rolled his in return meeting your movement halfway, to which he felt streaks of molten lava pooling together in the pits of his stomach to gather in a lake of fire.
Delicious wet sounds came from where you connected, all was sweaty and sticky. He felt so hot, having you grinding your hips in a circular motion, and having you groan next to his ear. His last control was swept away by the sweetest of sounds he yet encountered. Tiny gasped from your open mouth told him, as he picked up the pace, letting you slide up and down his cock you were so close. Nails dug into his shoulder blades as you held onto him, letting him feel the passion hotly cursing through your writhing form.
You wanted to feel him like this forever, so raw and needy. Yet, you knew it was coming and wanted to reach that phenomenal ending with him, but you also wanted to drag it out and tease both of you until you would go crazy.
Nero lowered his head, lips finding the spot were collarbone met your neck and his tongue caressed the skin before he bit down playfully, and kiss it good again, while a murmured curse fell from his lips at how good you felt. The tight heat that contracted around his dick, making him jerk and twitch, at the slow and steady rhythm nudging both of you up the steep slope to euphoria.
You knew you were at the peak, taking a tender moment to actually admire the view from a top, connection your eyes with his. And then it came like a crushing and cracking landslide, dragging you and him with it. Powerful and shaking you to the very core, where the white beast of raw passion roared inside to run wild to it's ultimate raging freedom.
His gasps and breathy moans filled your ears, cursing the heavens and hell alike, and his grip tightened around you only to bury himself in you even deeper for the reminder of the electrifying pleasure, that had hit him so unprepared. His devil bringer scratched across your whole back, leaving red streaks in the wake of his sharp talons.
The pain only enhanced your senses, kicking them into overdrive. Your legs twitched violently as your buried your face in the crook of his neck, muffling your cries barely. You crashed and burned – and you could do it all over again and again, never being able to quench your thirst for the divine, yet sinful being that was Nero.
You searched for his lips, capturing them in a sloppy kiss , he met you with equal fervor halfway, teeth scraping your lips sucking the bottom in, you hissed and he moaned again, biting and suckling.. Again, you could taste the delicious flavor of burnt caramel, bitter and dainty at the same time.
Kissing Nero felt like a sugar rush, a dazzling high on overdosed sweetness, a liquefied, syrupy sin as you tasted him, twirling your tongue languidly around his to match the leisure movements of your bodies as you rode through your orgasm.
Forehands resting against each other, you were locke dinto your own dream hazed world, panting heavy and smiling at your exquisite
Dante and Vergil had your attention again once you had cried out as you showed Nero, unknowingly, how it felt to have a woman doing this for the first time.
Both encircled you tangled bodies, with Dante settling behind Nero and Vergil sneaking up to you, tender fingertips following the paths Nero had left on your back. He bowed down to run his hot tongue along the slightly protruding skin, kissing open mouthed to leave wt spots and blowing cool air across it. You responded with breathy sighs, not able to form words just yet.
But he knew it felt good the way you slumped into Nero's arms, who was still buried inside you, relishing the feeling thoroughly, holding your cheek to his heart beating in and out of time to the unforeseen situation he had been thrown into. Much willingly though, he had to admit.
Dante sifted his fingers through Nero's hair in order to brush it out of his sweaty forehead and Nero let his head sink back to receive a gentle kiss to his reddened lips
"How was it?" Dante asked in between short nibs "Your first time with a woman?"
A deep blush crept up Nero's face burning with the sheer embarrassment to his unwanted revelation. Shaking his head in disbelief at Dante, he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck hiding his beat red face.
"God, Dante why?" Dante only sniggered deviously, continuing to stroke his hair soothingly.
Nero's voice had cracked, he could barely whisper, as you caressed his lower back in comfort, holding him this time in return. "You sweetest of sweet being on this entire planet." You cooed into his ear and his head slowly lifted to give you a wide eyed, astonished stare. He scratched his nose self-consciously and lowered his abashed face yet again.
No one had ever called him sweet or anything remotely close to it, except for the twins. And it was mostly in a teasing manner no less.
But you, you meant it, he knew as you lifted your hand to his face, nudging it upwards to give an intense, wanton stare. He abruptly closed the small space between you, rushing you into an intoxicating kiss. But soon you were pulled apart gently, but only shortly, only to lay down in the secure embrace of your respectable twin behind you and close enough to have your lips connect again.
The four of you cuddled up together in a comfort lump of naked bodies in a luscious golden, warm afterglow on a peaceful Saturday afternoon, tangled limps and lazy kisses and tender caresses shared between you all the while.
You didn't know how long you lay there, wedged in between the three capital sins.
Minutes? Hours? Days?
All you felt was the simple, yet downright content safety all of their raw powers meant to you, These otherworldly beings with the pristine white hair and glowing blue eyes, you found beautiful enough to die for.
At some point each of you had shifted into his favorite position.
Dante was on his back, head on Nero's toned stomach, you were next to him, heads touching but had left some space for Vergil upper body lengthwise between you, legs draped over yours. Vergil's left arm was tugged under his head to cradle his head, while his right one was draped over his head, to play with the soft strands of Dante's hair.
Nero and you held hands all the while, while his devil bringer lay on Dante's chest, drawing out lazy circles. Your left hand was held by Vergil, his thump occasionally brushing gently over the back of your hand.
Nero squeezed his eyes shut, only to reopen them after one second, feeling how sleep slowly crept up on him in his serene state. He stifled a yawn and shifted his body in order to finally get up before he would doze off.
"Where you going?" Dante mumbled, displeased his cushion had just selfishly decided to wander off.
"Food." Nero declared curtly. This was practically the only downside of being partially demon. He seemed to always be hungry and could fully understand why Dante always ordered pizza to swiftly and easily provide them with much needed calories.
But there was only so much pizza one could stomach on a daily basis. So, he would order form the Sushi Bar today, he so liked, knowing it was Vergil's favorite anyway and as a reward for he had endured Dante's one-sided diet as stoically as Nero.
He snatched his grey skinny jeans from the pile of shed clothes and pulled them on, not bothering to look for underwear, he seldom wore anyway.
You watched as he slipped the garment over his fine ass and settle them low on his hips. You licked your lips at the sight and collected yourself off the bed immediately. "Wait, I'm coming with you."
Vergil groaned half asleep, hand searching unsuccessfully for something to grab on. He lifted his head off his arm and turned to the side, rubbing his eyes, seeing you scamper off the bed.
Dante shifted and aligned himself with his twin, both watching as you were looking for your panties with equally amused grins. Once you found them and put them back on, your eyes fell on the ripped shirt.
You gave them both an incredulous look holding up, letting it dangle from your index finger, clearly not remembering that this had happened. Dante shrugged, leaning on his elbow, slyly pointing his finger at his brother. Vergil swatted it away, chuckling. "My apologies."
Nero searched the pile of clothes yet again, not planning on wearing his shirt either, so when he found it, he presented it to you, a shy smile tugging on the corner of his lips at the sight of your naked breast right in front of him. He licked his lips, knowing he could definitely get used to this sight.
Chuckling at his unabashed stare, you took it, instantly pulling it over your head. It was way to big on you, but you surely noticed his scent on it and from now on, no one would be able to get it off you.
"Aww, how cute she looks." Dante catwhistled, as he looked at Nero for confirmation. Vergil snickered, hitting Dante's head upside down. "Stop it. Show some manners for once."
"No fun..."Dante pouted and let himself fall back onto the bed with a heavy sigh.
Ignoring Dante, Nero held his hand out for you to take it. "C'mon." You laced your fingers with his as you took it.
Neither you nor Nero saw them exchanging an amused look, exchanging a lazy high five behind your back, before Vergil joined his brother' to rest next to him and lay his head comfortably on his chest and entangled both their legs, wanting to get as close as possible. Dante put his arms around his brother, nuzzling into his hair.
"Think he's up for sharing her again...?"
"Doubtful."