Drama with the Devil
Nero Fanfic

Pt. 1

A/N I thought of something one night, YOU and Nero in your relationship and Kyrie in the background. OH MAH GOD, can you say drama? Anyway, here's the first chapter of this piece. I will only continue if I receive at least one message telling me to do so. But it takes me forever and a day to do things because I also have a DeviantArt ID and I have requests there. So enjoy this and leave me some comments. They're highly appreciated. Oh yeah, fill in the blank with your name or an OC's name. I'm starting a real Fanfic though, none consisting of YOU and romance. Well, maybe a little romance. And lots of humor and blood. Keep an eye out for it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Nero or Kyrie or YOU

"I said no." Nero laughed, hiding his face in one of the couch pillows.

"Why not?" You exclaim, tackling him and pulling at his shoulders.

"Just leave me alone. I don't wanna talk about it. It's embarrassing." He mumbled in the pillow.

You walked in on him earlier doing what you thought looked like masturbating, but he argues that he wasn't.

"It's no big deal. I just wanted to know if you were or not. And that's what I'm for."

You two never really got intimate in your long relationship. And you thought it was because of his arm. He was so self conscious about it and he never wanted to touch you with it. You didn't know why. You two were together for almost five months and the furthest you got in intimacy was cuddling and kissing.

"I know what you are Nero. And I'm okay with this. You're you and that's who I wanna be with." You say, leaning on his shoulder.

He lifted his face up from the pillow, "Really?" Nero sighed, looking at you eye to eye.

You nodded and moved a piece of his hair out of his face. "Believe me, if I was freaked out, I would have told you." You explained. He smiled and wrapped his left arm around you, "Thanks." He whispered.

You two cuddled on the couch for a few more minutes, and then Nero stood up, "Where are you going?" You ask, watching him head for the front door.

"I wanted to go for a walk… to clear my head." He sighed and stepped out.

"O…kay." You frown, seeing his coat tails flapping out the front door.

Something was eating at him and you didn't know what it was. It picked and picked and picked at him so much that it made you worry about his emotional well-being. Even when he's smiling, there's always that hint of sadness in his eyes. "What's wrong with you?" You say to yourself, looking at one of the pictures you two took on your third date. You decided to look through some of his things; feeling a little bad about it. But you had to know. If he wasn't gonna tell you, you were gonna find out one way or another. He completely changed after the first few months just out of the blue.

As you looked through his dresser drawers, you found a few pictures of another girl buried deep under the rest of his clothes. There were about five of them and in one of them, he was kissing her.

Your eyes puddle up and you threw the pictures back in the drawer but kept the last one for proof when he returned.

There's gonna be some drama up in this bitch!

You couldn't believe it. You went and sat back down on the couch and held back your tears. You felt anger, confusion, and betrayal battling in your head. You didn't want to draw conclusions that quickly but that last picture told it all. You were gonna get answers, whether he liked it or not. After a few minutes the front door opened but you kept staring at the picture in your hand.

"Hey." Nero said, coming in and leaning down to kiss you.

You moved away from him forcefully and not looking at him, "Who's this?" you ask him, holding the picture up.

He looked at the picture and stayed silent, "Who is it, Nero?" You say more aggressively,

"You went through my things?" He questioned, snatching the picture from you.

"Why are you hiding things from me? Who is she, your little whore on the side?"

He looked down, feeling ashamed,

"What did I do wrong? All I've ever done was love you and accept you for who you were. That isn't enough? What more do you want from me?" You cried.

Nero tried to calm you down and tried to hug you, "Let go of me, you lying bastard!" you struggled.

"She's nobody. If you wanna talk, we can talk just calm down. I can fix this."

"I don't wanna talk anymore, just go back to her. Leave!" You cried, pushing him away and sitting back on the couch. He let you go and stared,

"GO!" You yelled again. He took the picture and ripped it in half, dropping the two pieces in the floor, and then walked out the front door. Tears poured out of your eyes as he left. The time you shared together meant nothing to you anymore. "Those walks… he went to see her." You thought, wiping the tears from your eyes. You figured he was upset because you weren't her. You weren't the girl in the pictures.

That night you sat in your lonely bed, in one of your tank top and panty sets, thinking about looking through some more of his papers to find her number to tell her off. Your thoughts got the best of you and you went back over to his dresser drawers. You heard the front door open and you stood up, "_? Are you here? C'mon, I wanna talk to you. I'm sorry." Nero called from the living room.

You didn't answer him, feeling the emotions return from earlier.

"Babe?" he called again, tapping on the bedroom door. He tried opening the door but you knew that he would show up later, so you locked it. He leaned on the door and you heard his devil arm scraping against it,

"Please let me in." He begged, "I'll tell you everything."

You knew him for having a bad temper, and you could tell he was fighting it back. He hurt you last time when he got angry and he swore to never lose his temper when he was around you ever again.

"Why should I?" You say back, looking at the door.

"So I can talk to you." Nero sighed, in an annoyed tone.

You stood up and walked over to the door, unlocking it and sitting back down on the bed with your arms crossed. Nero opened the door slowly and closed it back, leaning against it with his devil arm behind him.

"I'm listening." You say, angrily.

"Can I sit down?" He asked, pointing next to you on the bed.

"You're good right there." You respond quickly, almost cutting him off.

"Look, that girl in the photograph… It's over and done. Yes, I admit it; I did go and visit her a few times. But I promise we didn't do anything like that. Honest to God."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

You stared at him the whole time as he talked to you.

"I was afraid that…"

"I'd be mad? Well, I'm very upset with you, Nero. All this time…?" You interrupted.

"I've only been seeing her for a few weeks now. But I'll give all that up to be with you."

"That's what you say now. Gimme your phone, I would like to speak with her."

"Why?"

"Just gimme the damn phone!" You yell, holding your hand out.

He reached into his pocket and handed you his cell phone,

"It's under Kyrie." He said softly.

You snatched it from him and found the number. Nero just stood at the door, watching you and kicking his foot in the rug. The phone rang two times and the girl answered,

"Hey, hun. Did you wanna try tonight?" A soft voice answered.

"Um, excuse me? Do you know who this is?" You blared.

"No, who is this?" She asked, confused.

"This is Nero's girlfriend. I don't appreciate you fucking him behind my back, okay bitch? Stay away from him or you're gonna get hurt. And don't ever call him again, you hear me?" You hung up the phone and stared at him. He held out his hand, wanting his phone back.

"Erase her number please." You demanded.

He took the phone and did as you told him, showing you that he erased it. You still stared at him, waiting for him to say something. But deep down, you wanted to forgive him, but not this easily. Damn his good looks. That perfect face, those wonderful eyes, his beautiful silvery hair, that tight ass, those washboard abs. GOD! Even his arm turned you on.

"I'm sorry." He said finally, putting his phone in his pocket, "If you want your space… I can…"

"No no no, come here." You say a little annoyed.

Nero stopped and turned to you, brushing through his hair with his devil arm.

"Come. Here." You say again. Nero walked over to you slowly and sat next to you. You wrapped your arms around him and straddled him, looking him in the eyes,

"Why are you so hot?"

"Blame my parents." He laughed.

You pushed your forehead against his, looking in his blue eyes.

"Do you love me?" you ask him. He looked at you with certainty in his eyes, "Yes. I always have." He responded, groping your ass with both his hands. His devil arm vibrated, sending a wave of pleasure up your spine. He squeezed rather tight, though. "

If I catch you cheating on me again, I will castrate you, you hear me?" you warned. Nero smiled and began to kiss you. He parted your lips with his tongue and entered it.

You put your hand on his devil arm and caressed it. He flinched a little,

"It's okay, let me do it." You whisper in his ear and continue to kiss him. You pull away and he licks your lips sensually,

"Someone's feisty tonight."

"How else am I gonna make it up to you?" He smiles, sliding his hands up your back and taking your tank top off and caressing your bare breasts.

You forcefully take the shirt from his back and slide your hands down his hard, pulsing chest. "This is exactly what I had in mind." You moaned. A little make up sex was all this relationship needed to be repaired. Your heart pounded in your chest, eager to move on with your intercourse. He massaged your breasts and his arm pulsated a purplish glow.

"Are you nervous?" You asked him,

"Just a little."

You smiled and pushed him down on the bed, undoing his belt and pulling his pants and underwear off at the same time.

"Well… don't be." You whispered. His arm made a small ringing noise as you did this, shining bright colors. He watched as you slide your hands up his thighs and grabbed his erected penis. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. You licked from his testicles to the tip of his penis, teasing the slit. "Ugh." Nero moaned, biting his bottom lip

"Doesn't that feel so good?" You breathed, still teasing his hole. Nero moaned again, signifying that he loved it.

You sucked him for a little while, getting him in the mood until he couldn't take it anymore. "_. Oh my God." Nero moaned.

You got on top of him and he pulled your panties off, ripping them by accident with his devil arm. He laid you down and inserted his right middle finger into you. The sensation of his devil finger into you sent your mind on a joy right as it vibrated inside of you. He pushed in and out gently and quickly, causing you to cry out his name with orgasmic pleasure. As he removed his finger from you, he positioned himself between your legs, breathing heavily. Without warning, he pushes himself into you, you both moaning with pleasure. His arm rung fairly loud as he punched into you. It dimmed as he began to move his hips inward and outward.

"Mmmmm yeah." You moaned, clenching the headboard. He kept going, faster and harder with each thrust, rocking the bed back and forth.

He clenched your body with his left hand and he leaned his devil arm on the headboard. He looked in your eyes, his burning with passion. He inched closer and closer to his time, clenching the headboard so hard, that it broke. You both didn't seem to care at the time, and continued with your x-rated acts.

He let go of the headboard and picked you up while he was still inside you, and continued thrusting into you while he stood up. Your body bounced back and forth quickly and roughly. All that came from your mouth were screams of ecstasy and Nero panted ferociously with every sexual blow. "I'm… gonna… Oh God!" Nero yelled and paused with all his length inside of you, cumming. His orgasm along with yours was the most beautiful thing you've ever heard. He removed himself from you, but kept you in his strong arms, catching his breath. "Apology accepted." You panted.

TBC