Black Roses CHAPTER 1

Here I am to bring you a Valentine's Day based DMC DantexNero story! I hope you guys like it! I'm starting it today and I will hopefully be updating one chapter a day until Valentine's Day *crosses fingers* I have three chapters finished already, but that's not all of it, so I hope that I get it all done in time!

I do not own Devil May Cry…not even a copy of the game ;_;

This story is also following the events of Diamondback-just for clarity purposes!


February 14, 2010

Nero walked in through the front doors of Devil May Cry, returning from a rather enjoyable mission of wiping out a few Hellhounds in a nearby city. Although he had been gone overnight and he missed Dante-but only a little…and he'd never say it out loud.

The younger slayer had remembered that it was Valentine's Day along the way home and stopped by a one of the local stores to buy some chocolate covered strawberries, whipped cream, strawberry syrup and something else for his lover, Dante, to use…however he saw fit.

Nero looked around the shop, but he didn't see the older hunter anywhere, wondering if Dante had gone off on a mission of his own he walked over to the desk, but saw nothing of interest, just an empty pizza box, tomato juice can and some crumpled up pieces of paper. It seemed odd that the older slayer hadn't even called out a 'hey kid' if he was here.

"Dante?" he asked, looking around again, that was when he noticed the black rose petals on the floor. The younger hunter's eyebrow raised with curiosity as he slowly followed the trail with his eyes. It led from the front door of the shop and up the stairs.

Nero chuckled having an idea of where this was going and wondering if he should keep following the trail…which would probably lead to a very naked Dante laying on their bed or something. He shrugged to himself, deciding he wanted to know what his partner had planned. He followed the black petals up to their closed door and smirked with a shake of his head before grabbing the handle and starting to turn it.

"Dante, I'm home." he announced before opening the door and walking inside. He followed the trail of rose petals and saw they did end up on the bed, but instead of Dante laying there, there was a black lacquered wooden box covered with the petals. Nero's head tilted with curiosity and he walked closer, setting the bag he was carrying onto the bed next to the box before brushing the petals off of the case revealing gold emblazoned letters reading 'Spitting Cobra.'

The younger slayer was intrigued by these words and carefully started to unfasten the gold colored clasps holding the box closed. His eyes widened when he saw what was hidden within. It was a gun. It had much the same design of Blue Rose, an over-under double barrel, pistol based weapon, but the style was incredibly different.

For starters, the metal of the firearm was black, and the grip was made out of what looked like black lacquered wood. 'Spitting Cobra' was etched into the grip in gold lettering. In the black metal was scratched what appeared to be silver lined scales from the hammer to the end of the barrel. Behind the cartridge was the head of a silver snake, fangs bared and glistening. Around the entire cartridge itself were the silver scales as well as the horseshoe shape that adorned the back of a cobra's hood.

Nero carefully reached out and brushed his human hand over the side of the gun before wrapping his fingers around the grip and picking it up. He was so distracted by the firearm that he failed to notice that Dante had snuck up behind him.

"That's the wrong hand kid."

The younger slayer lightly jumped when his partner's arms slid around his waist.

"Wrong hand? But I fire with my left hand." he said with confusion.

"With Blue Rose. I didn't intend to replace your signature gun, kid. Just give you another one to rely on. I know you can shoot with your right hand; I've seen you do it. Besides, it's not really a stretch, I'm sure you did a lot more with your right hand before you started putting into a sling. Now you hardly ever use that sling, so there's no reason not to have another gun." the older hunter explained, lightly kissing behind the kid's ear.

"Oh, I guess that makes sense." he mumbled carefully switching the gun to his right hand, making sure that his claws wouldn't scratch the finish. The weight was comforting and the grip was more comfortable than Ebony, which he had used a few occasions prior.

"This must have been a bitch to design…"

"Oh yeah, and I have zero artistic ability." the other hunter laughed.

Nero wanted to dispute that, figuring that the way Dante dispatched demons could sometimes count as an art form. Instead he just smiled softly.

"Thanks Dante. This is really amazing, it must've cost a fortune."

"I'm sure you'll make it up to me." the older man stated, lightly nibbling against Nero's neck. The younger half-devil chuckled and placed Spitting Cobra back into the case and snapped it shut before moving it off to the side of the bed and turning to face his partner. He smiled, leaning back and pulling the older man on top of him, onto their rose petal covered bed. Their lips clashed together and Nero's devil arm tangled into the older half-devil's hair as his left hand reached over and grabbed the bag he'd been carrying earlier. He pulled away then, smirking. "I got you something too, not as nice, but I think you'll like it."

Dante turned curious and opened up the bag, a smirk sliding over his features. "Well, I think I definitely like the idea of where this is going."

"I figured you would." the younger half-devil replied. "So let's get to it, I know you're never busy on Valentine's Day."

Dante picked up one of the chocolate covered strawberries. "Exactly, so there's no rush. You know that chocolate covered strawberries are an aphrodisiac?"

"Hmm? No, I didn't know that. I just knew that you liked strawberries-at least in sundae form." he shrugged, watching as his partner ate one of the berries, before leaning down to kiss him again, their tongues twisted together giving Nero the taste of sweet strawberry and bitter-sweetness of the dark chocolate. When Dante pulled away he felt something else press against his lips and he parted them, taking a bite out of the saccharine berry being offered to him, his lover then ate the other half. After a few minutes several of the strawberries had been devoured and the two were looking for a little something more.

Nero's shirt and hoodie were the first things to go, the older hunter's jacket and shirt following close behind. The younger half-devil quickly flipped Dante onto his back, straddling his hips as he licked and nipped at the older hunter's muscled chest, making his way down to the hem of his pants. Nero's hands easily unbuckled and unzipped his lover's pants pulling them down enough to expose his half hardened length to the cool air.

Nero lightly dragged the claws of his devil bringer over the muscle, causing the older hunter to sigh and close his eyes tightly. The younger half-devil smirked, leaning down to drag his tongue up the sensitive underside, this movement procured him a moan, he shifted his hand over to hold on to Dante's hip so he wouldn't buck before closing his lips around the head of the older hunter's rapidly hardening member, giving a gentle suck. He received a louder groan as the half-devil tried to arch his hips, the devil bringer holding him fast. Nero was encouraged however and slowly slid further down, taking in a few more inches, his tongue slithering against the pulsing blue vein.

"H-oly fuck Nero." Dante gasped.

Nero started to bob his head at a teasingly slow pace, taking in a little more with every swoop, until he tasted salty precum on his tongue and pulled away, letting go of the older slayer's hip to find he had left several tiny punctures. Before he could do anything about them however he was roughly thrown onto his back, and felt his hands bound up above his head. He growled softly in protest, but didn't thrash, looking up to find Cerberus wrapped around his wrists.

Dante threw off his pants before reaching down to yank off the younger's remaining garments, leaving each of them naked. The older slayer then reached into the bag and retrieved a tube of red, strawberry flavored lube, the other stuff could wait until later. He quickly slicked up two of his fingers, and slipped them into his lover. Nero lightly gasped and threw his head back, his fingers tightening around Cerberus. The younger male felt pleasure flood through his senses as Dante's other hand wrapped around his neglected length.

Nero moaned softly when the older half-devil's fingers brushed against his prostate. His hips arched slightly as his lover repeated the motion and stroked him lightly in time.

"Dante-please." he mewled, trying not to sound too desperate. The older slayer chuckled softly and removed his fingers rubbing some more of the lube onto his aching member. Nero wrapped his legs around Dante's hips, urging him to move faster, seeing as he didn't have the use of his arms he couldn't yank his lover closer. The older male seemed to get the picture and pushed into him.

The younger half devil hissed in a breath, his fingers locking around Cerberus's icy chains; the only thing that felt cold to him at the moment. He exhaled slowly as he felt Dante pull back out of him leaving only the head before slamming back into that tight, velvet heat. He hit what he'd been aiming for this time, wringing a moan from the smaller male.

Dante picked up a quick rhythm, hitting the same spot and stroking his lover with every thrust. Nero rolled his hips to coax the dominant male faster, gasping and moaning loudly. The younger hunter started to fight slightly against his bonds when Dante began to bite and suck on his neck.

"Damn it Dante!" he growled, pulling on Cerberus's chains, before moaning as his lover hit that bundle of nerves inside him again, making white light dance in front of his eyes.

The older male continued his ministrations until several red marks bloomed under his lips on the kid's throat. Nero had stopped fighting against his bonds, too preoccupied with the pleasure assaulting his senses.

"Ah-damn!" he growled, his hips bucking as he tried to get more friction as well as a more powerful hit to his prostate. "Dante-agh-I--DANTE!" he screamed as he hit his peak spilling his pearly essence across both their abdomens. His muscles convulsed around Dante's length causing pleasure to rocket through his body, crying out as he came as well, filling the smaller male with his seed.

Afterwards the two lay together panting, feeling rather content to just say where they were, basking in the after-sex bliss.

-That is until there was a loud banging on their bedroom door.

"I understand that you guys are celebrating Valentine's Day and shit but we have a problem!" Trish shouted from the other side of the door.

Dante rolled his eyes and Nero blushed and fidgeted, looking over to the older male.

"Dante." he whispered, tugging at his arms.

"Arg! Fine, we'll be down in twenty Trish." he grunted, loosening Cerberus so Nero could slip his arms free and rub at his wrists. They heard the blonde woman's heels click down the hallway and out of earshot.

"What do you think it's about?"

"Some kind of damn demon. Come on. We can snag a shower before we go down there." he smirked suggestively before hopping off the bed.


*sigh* I really am happy at the way this came out…but once again I set out to write a one-shot and end up with an idea for a story. XD I suppose other authors have a hard time coming up with ideas though, once I start writing I guess the idea just starts to flow a little easier. Leave me a review if you liked! :3 Hope you enjoyed chapter 1! Until next time!

Ja ne!

~Bitbyboth January 27, 2010