Title: Demon Days
Summary: Yaoi Dante/Nero. A collection of one-shots revolving our favourite pairing. Just for the hell of it, I take requests. Basically just lemons, much to my personal enjoyment. Genre and Warning may vary.
Chapter Genre: Romance/Humour.
Pairings: Dante/Nero established relationship
Disclaimer: I do not own Devil May Cry characters, demons, environments etc, etc. Any OC, demon or location not recognisable is mine.
Chapter Rating and Warning: M for lemon. Swearing and other bad words. OOCness. Warnings may vary.
A/N: I think this is a nice first start.
Proposal By: Yamigami Kami 666.
…- Vice versa -…
Sometimes it's fun to hang. Just do absolutely nothing whatsoever. No jobs, no attacks, no girls…
The devil slayer exhales, his breath coming out in a deep and content purr. He flexes his muscles slightly, half staring and half ignoring the television. He's almost asleep on the leather couch, an arm dangling over the edge with the remote in his hand and the other draped over the young hellion on his chest. Without much interest the lazy man stares at the glowing device, watching a program about dung beetles. The white haired man cares for them, he really does. Little critters rolling around balls of poo, that had to be one of Mother Nature's jokes. Tonight he doesn't care much though, there should be something more fun to watch at this time in the evening. Like porn or something… He rolls his head up to stare at the ceiling, a yawn escaping his lips.
When the hunter stretches his free leg he's careful not to kick the teen on his chest. His mate had fallen asleep about half an hour ago, with his head on the older man's chest. Nero growls softly in his dreams, the talons of bringer softly twitching. He's practically draped over the elder, limbs carelessly placed and a little trail of drool now escaping his lips.
Beneath him the older hunter rolls his head back towards the television, spotting the pizza box on the table. There is still a slice left, gone cold but still very edible. It's just sitting there and through his half sleeping mind the slayer can hear it calling for him. Eat me, eat me! It whispers, and who is Dante not to oblige to such a wish? He carelessly drops the remote onto the wooden floor from his hand and reaches up, his fingers barely brushing the cardboard box. He actually manages to push it even further away. With a frown and a little more awake now he tries again, hand slamming on the wooden table but again, he misses the box.
Brilliance finally kicks in and instead of trying to reach for the box, which will fail unless he wakes the teen, he grabs the rim of the table and drags it closer. The scraping noise it produces is loud enough to even wake Dante himself in the morning, but so far Nero only slightly stirs and turns his head away from the television, moving his head on another cheek and once again drifting off. His lover beneath him grins, hand once again reaching out and this time fingers reach the box. He pulls it closer, the yummy slice within reach.
Before Dante can touch it however, devil bringer lands on his face with a loud smack. It doesn't hurt, just surprises him. His azure eyes look at the youngster from between armoured fingers, the teen's white hair covering his eyes from the slayer's point of view. "Mine…" The young man mumbles, not even looking or moving the demonic hand still on Dante's face. The elder man waits for a moment until the claw relaxes once again before being pulled back to rest on his chest. Soon Nero is once again fast asleep and blissfully unaware. The older man waits for a second more before his eyes fall on the box once again, the final slice of pizza looking at him from over the edge. However, before he can reach for it again the bringer is once more shoved into his face. "Said mine…" The teen mumbles, he hasn't moved an inch.
How the hell does he know?
The young man drifts off again, his devil side content of having made a statement. It's a lousy statement and Dante will surely disobey, but it is a statement. He doesn't even want the slice himself, was already full at the last piece he ate. It's about control, that's why he tried.
He closes his eyes once again and just waits, unable to fall asleep again. He listens to the heartbeat of his mate, hearing is drum powerfully in his chest. His lover is moving from time to time and on the background he can hear someone talk about beetles. The young man purrs softly when he feels a warm hand rake through his white locks, his older lover petting him gently. Almost… apologetic even.
…feh.
"…You ate it didn't you?" He looks up, silently staring at his mate's face. Seriously, he doesn't give a damn. His devil side does however, growling at the other man now, probably on a dominating streak or something. That happens every once in a while. His mate stares at him with a guilty look in his azure eyes. He doesn't really feel sorry, but this look usually causes Nero to drop the whole thing. The younger man rolls his eyes and gets up from his warm spot on Dante. He wobbles on his feet for a second and stretches before looking down once. "I'm going to bed. You coming?" He's already walking, giving the older man a nice view of his swaying hips. The man on the couch stretches once. He heard the sexy undertone in the youngster's voice. His loins stir at the mere thought of screwing his gorgeous mate. His devil side stirs too, suddenly interested now that their mate offers sex.
It does care, it really does.
Rolling himself off the leather couch and turning the television off the hunter is quick to reach the stairs. A bit too eager maybe, but the last time they had sex was this morning. In a devil's handbook that was ages ago. His devil side suddenly purrs when he smells the teen's scent, the hint of arousal faint amongst roses and fresh snow.
Without much regard for the wood he slams the bedroom door open, ready to pounce his mate to the mattress and start the fun. However, upon first glance their bedroom is Nero-free. The white haired man dumbly stares at the king-size bed he and the gorgeous teen share. It takes him a moment to catch on, his mind too caught up on banging his mate. Too late he hears the teen sneaking up on him from behind. Dante is a heavy man but even he loses his footing when his younger lover slams into him from behind, sending them both towards the mattress.
Before the older man can comprehend what's happening he finds himself bound to the headboard by his once trusty Cerberus. Man's best friend my ass. He thinks to himself before his mate moves into view, the teen straddling his hips and staring at him with a wicket grin on his lips and a playful glint in his eyes.
"I hope you don't mind I'm going to have my way with you?" He purrs seductively, running both hands over his mate's chest. He feels the man beneath him grow harder at the though, which makes his own loins stir. The older man releases a guttural growl when his mate lowers himself to connect their lips. The youngster's hands slowly run up and down his lover's sides and hips, softly kneading the warm skin in an attempt to calm the other man's devil side. He can hear it growling dangerously in the back of his head. It's not that Dante has a problem with switching roles sometimes, but instincts are hard to battle as Nero had learned.
The young man grinds their hips together, feeling his tense mate slowly relax beneath him. Their tongues push against each other heatedly, teeth dangerously close to breaking skin. Normally Nero would put up a fight but today he lets the elder win and explore his mouth. It gives his devil side a false sense of dominance.
Instincts are hard to battle, that doesn't mean they're hard to fool.
His lover growls again when Nero moves his bringer from his lover's hip, raking the talons over the leather. The older man shudders when Nero cups his arousal with the demonic hand, rubbing the confined arousal and drawing a loud moan from his mate. More… He hears whispered in the back of his head and he agrees, his mate sounds very sexy when softly moaning his name.
They really should switch roles more often. If Dante doesn't hide Cerberus after this that might even be possible. Or else Nero will have to find other ways to dominate his mate.
The older man himself doesn't mind, but his devil side will rear up at every opportunity it gets when it comes to battling for dominance. Somehow it has convinced itself it is superior, being older and stronger. The older slayer has apologised many a time afterward, multiple times depending on how sore the teen would be. The silver haired male doesn't care either way, getting the elder's devil side riled up is a lot of fun and might one add, very kinky. Nero gets off on the elder slamming him down and fucking him without restraint, aroused even more then usual because the teen had put up a fight for dominance.
If the teen had done that tonight, had attacked and demanded, even with his lover bound he surely would have ended up as the one on the bottom. The first time he had Dante bound with Cerberus, he had lost and Nero had been sore for a week. The young man had been too demanding, too vigilant in claiming his lover. The elder had lost himself, broke free and had dominated the white haired teen in a way he couldn't have imagined in his wildest dreams. "Hurry up…" His lover suddenly groans, drawing the teen from his thoughts. The elder grinds his hips up into the hand cupping his clothed erection, indicating that something has to be done, soon, or Nero won't be walking for a month.
With a small smile on his lips the young man stops teasing his mate, his human hand disappearing beneath one of the pillows to retrieve a small tube of lube Nero had hidden there.
Yes, he actually has a plan this time.
The youngster drops the tube near their bodies, within reach when Nero will be sitting between the elder's legs. Then he sits up, peeling his own shirt of to give his mate a glorious view of his chest and stomach. The man beneath him purrs approvingly, taking in the wonderful sight and slightly dreading that his arms are bound because he wants to run his fingers over the pale skin. That is just as quickly forgotten when Nero leans down for another swift kiss on the lips, his hands snaking beneath the rim of the other's shirt and pulling it up. Half a thought is spared if he should rip it, deciding against it since Dante already has very few shirts. Both are to blame for that, when clothes get in the way of their frantic lovemaking clothes will be shredded. That's just how nature rolls.
The shirt comes to a stop above the elder's stomach, there it will be out of the way and still be comfortable. With a final kiss the youngster pulls the shirt up far enough to attach his lips to one perky nipple, teasing the bud with his tongue and drawing a sigh from his mate. Again he feels himself stir, his devil side becoming restless. The older slayer gasps when teeth nick the hard bud, drawing a few drops of blood. He growls afterward, feeling the young man lick almost apologetically when he looks down and gives the youngster half a warning glare.
His mate kisses his bare stomach, getting a bit exited when he sees the elder's eyes are rimmed with red. Like a real expert Nero begins unbuckling the elder's pants, having done this so many times has its perks. Without wasting more time he begins pulling them down, freeing his mate's hard erection. Still not bothering with underwear I see… He smiles to himself, pulling the leather pants down and off the other's legs. He just discards them, not really caring where they land.
Before moving back down he presses his bringer against the elder's tight, gently ushering him to spread his legs a little more. The other man complies, seeming quite eager. That is a good sign. The teen lies in between them, his demonic hand softly massaging the heated erection while he reaches for the tube with his other.
The sound of the lid popping off makes the older man groan softly. That makes the young man smile again. He looks at his mate for a moment while coating his fingers, deliberately stopping the touching of the hard cock of his mate for a moment. That is until the growling in the back of his head becomes stronger, the older man's devil side ushering a threat. Nero's smile falls into a devious smirk. He runs his tongue lightly over the hard shaft of his mate from base to tip, drawing a moan from the man's lips and even the devil side's growl quivers in pleasure. The teen licks a droplet of pre cum from the elder's tip while moving in a position that makes it easy for him to start preparing his mate while sucking him off.
Needless to say the older man groans again in content when the younger hunter wraps his lips around the tip of his member. The youngster slowly moves his head down, taking him in inch by inch while his slick fingers trace the older man's entrance. He keeps his mate from bucking too far with his bringer, feeling his loins stir at the power and control he now has over the other. The teen pulls his head back, leaving only the head in his mouth as he positions his fingers in front of the slick entrance. While lowering his head again over the hot erection he slides one finger in, the tightness around his finger making him suddenly very hot.
He looks up and watches as Dante's eyes glaze over with red and lust, his gut tingling with thoughts of finally dominating him after a very long time.
After inserting a second finger Nero stares up to look at his lover's face again. The older man purrs and groans softly in pleasure. He's not in a lot of pain, and whatever discomfort he feels is only adding to the ecstasy. He suddenly jerks when Nero's fingers brush against something inside of him, making him see white for a few moments. His breath becomes heavier when the teen strikes it again, the young man knowing exactly what he is doing to cause this much pleasure to his lover. He quickly inserts a third finger, eager to take and pleasure the stronger man.
He pulls away, both his hand and his mouth, drawing a disappointed growl from the other man. The youngster doesn't waste time though and quickly removes his own pants which had helped him in keeping control of himself. He runs his coated fingers over his now free erection, making sure it is slick enough before positioning himself between his lover's legs with a naughty grin on his features. "Time for me to blow your mind."
"Cocky aren't we?"
"Always." The older man chuckles at the reply, melting into the kiss when lips press against his once more. He wraps his legs around the teen's waist loosely, encouraging the young man to do what he had been planning all along. The slayer shudders when he feels the tip brush against his entrance teasingly before breaching the tight hole. Nero pushes in slowly, watching his mate's face again for any discomfort. There is a bit, the feeling obviously a little foreign to his older lover.
When completely buried in the tight heat Nero waits, kissing his mate's neck while waiting for the elder to adjust a little bit. After a little while the older man moves his hips slightly, silently telling the youngster it's time to start.
The young man pulls back slowly, waiting for a mere second before pushing back into the searing heat. His devil side is loosing it in this kind of ecstasy, getting a little power high. The young man tries to think of something else while he slowly fucks his mate. The elder's pants are becoming less pained with every thrust but he just doesn't want to risk hurting the man. When the other hunter moans just a little too loud the teen feels a bit of self-control slip, needing to hear more of those wonderful sounds. He begins a steady pace, pulling back out before thrusting back in immediately. The strong legs around his waist wind a little tighter, taking him as deep as he can go.
Their bodies rock together, their sweat slicked skin sliding against each other. The younger man attaches his teeth to the other man's neck, groaning when the walls clam tightly around his aching erection. Bringer is pulled from the elder's hip in favour of stroking his leaking cock, the pre cum and spit of the youngster helping it to slide up and down easily. The older man shudders and groans lowly when he feels the talons scrape over the sensitive skin, only adding to his pleasure. "I'm not… made out of glass… kid… fuck me harder." He growls, demanding even with his arms bound.
He throws his head back with a silent scream when Nero complies, his thrusts becoming harder and faster once again and hitting his sweet spot every time. The fingers of the teen's bringer tighten around his weeping cock, drawing him closer to the edge. The younger man slams his lips onto the elder's, absorbing the loud groan coming from his mate when the slayer comes over the bringer and their bodies. The teen groans his lover's name, feeling the tight walls become even tighter. The erotic display beneath him drives him closer to the edge as well. After a few more deep thrusts his own orgasm finally hits and he releases his cum deep inside of the older man.
They both slowly recover from their high, both panting after their first round. The younger man lazily kisses his lover's neck and jaw line, pulling himself out of the heat and relaxing on top of his mate. His bringer scrapes gently over the other's body, teasing his chest with the sharp fingernails.
The young man purrs softly and moves his head to the side when the other man begins kissing his neck, a strong hand petting his head before moving towards his shoulder, soon followed by the other.
Wait…
When…
How did…
Huh…?
Nero opens his eyes, pulling back enough to stare at his now free lover. The older slayer grins broadly, his hands massaging the teen's back and shoulder. The youngster tries to pull away, taken aback by the red eyes and almost cruel leer on his lover's lips. He can't move when the other man's strong arms pull him closer, flush against the elder's body.
"My turn." He promises, sending a shiver of arousal along the teen's spine.
-Einde
This request was brought to you by me for Yamigami Kami 666. He said: "There is not enough Nero topping here. Fix it!" Hereby, fixed. Somewhat… Let's hope he can scrape his ba… I mean courage together and post his own story of Devil May Cry soon. Come on lets all demand he makes an account so I have another person to bother! Whooooo!
If you have any idea, wish, request, whatever which you want to see here let me know. I merely started this fic due to Kami's request and another request I'm working on right now. If not, just let me know what you thought of this. I can make more you know? :B