This is a Yaoi. Boy and boy love. If you don't like that concept or the couple don't read. There are very likely spelling errors as well. Also I may have spelled names wrong or got facts messed up. Whatever.

Dante comes back to the world with a smile on his face. He looks to either side of him, a brunette on his left, a blonde on the right. He loved his life. He pulled himself up, knocking both women off him. "Hey what gives?" they complain.

"Time to get up girls"

"Oh just come back to bed" The brunette pats the bed where he was laying earlier

"Nope, sorry, no can do"

"But why?" The blonde asks.

"Because, I am a man who saves and helps all people. It wouldn't be fair if I only saved you girls from not having the pleasure of my body. There are beautiful girls everywhere awaiting my assistance."

After he had to practically throw them out he sat down only for his door bell ring. He groaned as he got back up, opening the door to Trish, "Two at a time?" she asked

"Impressed?"

"Repulsed" Trish corrected pushing the still nude Dante out of her way, "Did you ever think of what you'll do when you sleep with every attractive woman in the world"

"Impossible. You will never sleep with me"

Trish turned smiling proudly, "Damn straight I won't"

Dante rolled his eyes shutting the door, "Why are you here?"

"Oh don't you dare tell me you forgot!"

How could he. He had only been looking forward to this for months.

/Later

"You have them remembered right?"

"For the most part" Dante shrugged

"Your unbelievable! I'll go through them and you tell me there abilities"

"Fine" Dante said letting the annoyance slide through his voice.

"Magneto?"

"Ugly old guy. He can control metal, even use magnetic fields" Dante sounded bored.

"Morgan?"

"Hot demon chick. She can fly, she can use and turn into bats. She will be in my bed on the first day"

Trish refused the urge to slap him, "She Hulk?"

"Green babe. Big, and badass. Supper strong. I've never slept with a green chick before"

"Focus. Now… Chris Redfield?"

"The tan colored version of the hulk, with the ability to form sentences and use weapons"

"No that's Hagger" They both burst into laughter "What type of weapons?"

"Any type. Knifes, many firearms, and good at hand to hand combat"

"Okay now how about-"

"Trish! We have to battle tomorrow. I know all of them , okay. Let's go party!"

/

Was this his 3rd drink or his 12th. He couldn't remember.

"So what do you say you go up to my room with me and I show you a real good time gorgeous." Dante tried.

"Go way"

"Ah don't be so cold"

"Beat it" Chung li looked at him pitifully.

"I want cha babe. I'll let you beat me up if ya want. I'm up fo kinky"

"Your drunk" she poked his arm, "You shouldn't do this to yourself, were fighting tomorrow"

"I hope I don't fight you, I don't want to hurt you"

"Go to your room" she tried but Dante didn't like the room they had put him in.

"I shoulda known someone as gorgeous as you would never fall for me. No one ever likes me, no one has ever loved me."

Chung li bite her lip watching the man slump over as he walked looking completely shut down.

"Dante wait!"

Dante smiled mischievously to himself, before he let it slip, his face turning sour. He turned to her with a long face, "yes?"

/Next morning

"What about tonight?" Chung li asked as Dante and her rushed to get ready "want me for a desert again"

"Sorry babe. I don't eat the same food twice. Each night I eat something new"

She looked at him in disgust, "You pig!"

"I never meant to hurt you, and I'm sorry if I did. Would you prefer me to continue sleeping with you, while I feel nothing and you develop feelings for me"

"N-no"

"Exactly. I'm doing you a favor. Trust me beautiful"

/

Dante was gathered with the other fighters. They truly came in every shape and size, not to mention color.

All the girls with some nicely shaped big breasts. Dante was thinking of how he would explore all of those beautiful mountains later.

They had already had three rounds Dante playing in the last.

"Team 1: Wolverine, Ryu, and Morgan" The announcer spoke over the speakers

Dante went through each of their strengths and weaknesses in his head.

"Team 2: Dante, Felisha, and Wesker"

Dante winked at Morgan, and she purposely propped her boobs up higher. Dante smiled thinking of all the things he wanted to do with her.

That would be latter though, time to worry about his own team mates, he needed to know there strengths and weaknesses as well. He turned to his left. Damn! Felisha was nearly falling out of her outfit. She looked nice and dumb too, it wouldn't be hard getting her into his bed. He quickly went over her strengths and weakness's.

Then he had to think of Wesker's weaknesses and strengths. An old man version of the flash, with strength. He turned to look at him, and froze on spot.

They have the saying 'like a slap in the face'.

Well Dante just got a rocket launcher to the face.

… Wait Wesker couldn't be as old as the papers said he was.

He was HOT!

Wait men aren't hot! Women are!

He was merely… good looking. Wesker could get a woman if he wanted. Not that Dante wanted him. Yeah that was it.

He was so good looking… Sharp chiseled face, dark sunglasses on his nose, and that outfit, God that outfit! It was tightly fit to his body, you could see his every muscle, every curve, every angle, every… bulge.

What an amazing body it was! It was so strong and lean, he was muscular, and just the right amount. Who wouldn't want to sleep with him… Girl! What GIRL wouldn't want to sleep with him.

His body would probably feel incredible against yours, Dante could only imagine what it would feel like to rub his hands along it. The faces, and noises Wesker would make as he-

"Go!" Wesker turned to him. The man had no facial expression, and his voice was thick with a British accent. Dante felt a shiver go through him right to his- "Go! Your up!" Wesker pushed Dante forward toward Ryu in the fighting area.

Fight! He was supposed to be fighting. Wait, what was Ryu's abilities again?

Shit! Ryu had him on the floor in less than a second. "Wesker!" he called the first name he could think of. Wesker was suddenly there, standing practically over Dante's head, as he hit Ryu in the chest, Ryu flying to the other side of the room.

Dante quickly got back to his feet.

He wasn't doing so good, so he switched with Felisha.

"What a pity you are, from your description I was figuring you would be half way capable of fighting" Wesker said not even turning to him.

"I am! What about you, huh?"

"Watch" Wesker said as he walked onto the playing field as Felisha was knocked out.

Dante had seen fighting before, but did he look as cool as Wesker while doing it? The way Wesker moved was so smooth, like it was all rehearsed. He never lost his cool, and almost acted bored as he fought.

As Wesker flew into the air, his body angling, him bending so well, Dante couldn't help but wonder if he transferred those skills into the bedroom.

/That night

Dante was starting to get severely pissed!

Why the hell could he not get Wesker out of his head!

He's not gay!

So why was he getting hot all over from thoughts of the blond. That slicked back blond hair, he wanted to mess up, running his fingers through the strands.

He liked women though! Women!

He could only think of only one sure way to get Wesker out of his head. Women. He loved them and they loved him.

Speaking of…

"Hey Morgan" Dante gave her his best smile.

She seemed distracted, "Oh hi" she was looking elsewhere.

"Hey you look a little lonely how about some company tonight"

She turned to him, "Ah thanks but- there you are!" she ran past Dante leaving him in shock.

Dante turned to Morgan throwing herself, on a tall man covered in black.

She kissed him, and he kissed her back. His defined, perfectly sculpted chin moving in time with her kisses returning them. "I retrieved us some champion, although I've realized the flavor is inexistent compared to you my dear. You tickle my taste buds. Now-" she got off him smiling, he put out his arm for her to take, "to my room then"

Dante didn't think he had ever been so angry in all his life

OH. HELL. NO!

/Wesker's bedroom…

Morgan sat in the bed, the only thing covering her was thin sheet on Wesker's bed. "You've got two choices"

She nearly screamed as Dante seemed to appear out of nowhere, "DAN-" Dante quickly put a hand over her mouth.

"As I said you have two choices. Either get your clothes on and beat it, or scoot over"

/

Wesker combed his hand threw his hair, he looked himself in the mirror, he was nude and he knew how good he looked.

But as soon as walked out… "What the fuck is going on!"

It didn't surprise him to find Morgan nude under the cover's, what surprised him, was Dante nude on top of Morgan, kissing down her neck.

Dante turned to him, getting hard as soon as he saw Wesker in all his glory, "I was heating her up for you"

Dante didn't know what Wesker was thinking but he was obviously angry, "Who invited you?" Wesker crossed his arms over his chest. Wesker's orange eyes glaring into him, Dante's manhood now fully erect.

"So are you going to join us, or not?"

Wesker slowly stepped over to the bed lifted up Morgan and pressing her into himself.

"Ahhh" She flushed. She wrapped herself around Wesker, Wesker moved her slightly before he pushed her off slight easily sliding into her, glad that he put the condom on while in the bathroom. He started to thrust in her, she moaned as he picked up his speed and strength.

Dante pressed against her back, kissing her neck and then sticking her earlobe in his mouth, allowing his tongue to play over the skin. She arched further into Wesker. Dante moved his hands down her ribs, along her hip and to her thigh, wear he slid his hands onto Wesker instead. His hands sliding up and down Wesker's angles.

Wesker glared at Dante for moment as warning, Dante merely smiled back, before winking. "Ahhh! Yes, yes!" Morgan moaned. Wesker glare gazed over into lust and he turned back to Morgan.

Dante craved for Wesker to give him that look. Dante wanted to throw Morgan to the side, and make Wesker his.

In that moment Dante realized he would never be satisfied until he slept with him. It shocked Dante, never before in his life did he want to sleep with a man. He did now though. He wanted it bad. Morgan screamed as Wesker thrust hard, a deep rumbling moan slipping through his lips.

After they rode out their orgasms Wesker tossed her onto the bed, "feel free to leave"

"That's it?" she asked.

Wesker laughed, cold and cruel, "What did you expect? I got what I wanted."

"Asshole" she hissed

Wesker waved her off as he went to his bathroom. She looked back at Dante, and sighed before eyeing his hard on, "I'm sorry I didn't realize. Let me help you with that" She got up pushing Dante to the bed. Morgan was so hot and she kneeled in front of him, her hot mouth engulfing his need.

Dante hissed in pleasure closing his eyes. As soon as he did he visualized it was Wesker sucking him off instead. Those glowing eyes staring up at him intently as his mouth worked him. Dante clutched the covers almost coming at the thought. He imagines Wesker reaching between his own legs working himself as he sucked Dante off.

Dante let his head fall back as he screamed out his orgasm. He looked down his smile faded when he saw Morgan. That's right… it wasn't Wesker.

…but it was going to be.

Dante had decided, he would do anything to make Wesker his.

Anything.

/Mission 1: Turn the straight man Bi-curious

2:00 in the morning and Dante snuck into Wesker's room, relieved when he saw the man was sound asleep.

Wesker looked so gorgeous, his face relaxed, arms and legs spread out comfortably. Those legs would be around him soon.

He snuck into his bathroom.

/Next Morning

"We are sorry sir" The manager pleaded

"Sorry doesn't fix the problem" Wesker growled out, "The water isn't working, and I need to cleanse myself"

"You could always use the public shower" Wesker growled at the man again before he turned sharply on his heel.

/

Wesker walked into locker room, and frowned. "This is not my morning…"

"Oh hey" Dante poked his head out of one of the lockers, "needed a shower, what are you doing here?"

"Same" Wesker mumbled, as he went to the locker furthest from Dante. It wasn't a gross locker but Wesker twisted his face in disgust. He was repulsed.

Without a word Wesker undressed and headed to the shower. There was a giant pole coming from the floor, spouts coming out from different sides of it. The shower was in a circle. Obviously only supposed to be used by four at a time.

Wesker just wanted to hurry up and leave, but Dante wanted the exact opposite.

Dante came up behind Wesker, "Let me get your back for you, it's always hard for me to reach"

"I'd rather you didn't"

"Aww, don't be like that. It will feel good" Dante didn't wait for permission bringing his towel to Wesker's back and covering it in suds. He could physically see Wesker stiffen but the blond did nothing to push him away. Hoping that if he let Dante, he would leave him alone.

Wasn't Wesker in for a surprise?

"Now it's my turn"

Wesker was trying not to get annoyed, it wasn't working very well. He had always had a low tolerance level when it came to patience… and people's stupidity.

"No. Now leave"

"Come on! Are you intimidated by me? Even with my back toward you"

"No. I fear nothing"

"Then why won't you. Is it embarrassing? No one is looking"

"I don't get embarrassed either"

"Then what's stopping you?" Dante got in his face.

"I don't do favors"

Dante rolled his eyes, he really wanted to kiss the man in front of him. Knock Wesker into the shower wall and shut the man up, muffeling him with steamy kisses, but he didn't. "Its not a favor it's payback. You do believe in payback don't you? Or should I tell Chris you're not going to pay him back for all the things he did to you"

The side of Wesker's lip lifted into a snarl, his eyes narrowing,"Turn"

Dante smiled at his victory, "So forceful"

Wesker wanted nothing more than to knock this man's lights out, but he couldn't. He had to win this tournament, and if he killed Dante in a shower, he could be disqualified. So instead of snapping Dante's neck he brought his washrag to Dante's back.

Dante nearly purred as he felt Wesker touch him. "Lower please" Wesker sighed, not wasting his breath on this incompetent, he obliged. "Lower" Wesker looked skeptically at where the washrag currently was on Dante's body before bringing it down, to the top of Dante Butt crack. This was ridiculous. But Wesker ran the rag over quickly. "Lower" Dante turned his head slightly to see Wesker.

Wesker pulled away, "What is this nonsense?" he asked accusingly, starring daggers at Dante.

"That would be my ass" Dante said giving Wesker one of his million dollar smiles.

"Why would you-"

"I heard there was a gay guy here, was just trying to figure out who it was"

"You really think that I would have any interest in men"

"Well that was my way to find out" Dante lied. "How could you deny me if you were, I mean have you seen how sexy I look?" When it was clear Wesker wasn't going to respond Dante sighed, "Even straight men fuck guys some time. Men have tight holes, they are supposed to feel way better than a woman's"

"I don't care"

'I'll make you care!' Dante swore to himself

Dante dropped his washrag "oops" Dante gave Wesker a mischievous smile as he got to his knees, grabbing for the washcloth. Wesker felt uncomfortable with a man on his knees in front of him and started to move. Dante acted quick "Help me up"

"No"

Dante grabbed Wesker's leg, "That's not very gentleman like"

He climbed up Wesker using him as support, "Get off me!" Wesker shoved at Dante. If Dante wasn't a demon, he would have fallen on his ass.

"What is your problem? I was only getting your help. Jezz!" Dante acted annoyed and hid his joy as he turned to Wesker, "Wait, why where you freaking out, where you getting an erection?"

"What!"

"Oh so you are the gay guy"

"Of course not!"

"Maybe… you where banging Morgan after all" Dante smiled as a thought came to his mind, "Man she was sexy… just the thought of her" Dante closed his eyes and started to masturbate, biting on his lip. He pictured it was Wesker's hand and he moaned his pleasure.

"Must you!" Wesker barked out.

"Getting turned on again?" Dante opened one eye, and smiled at Wesker. Wesker turned away from him. Dante closed his eye again, humping into his hand.

Wesker left the shower shortly. When Dante heard the door close to the showers he walked out to where the lockers were. When he saw Wesker had left so quickly, he smiled remembering Wesker's nude body, and the lusty look he gave to Morgan the night before.

"I want you" Dante used the images of Wesker in his head to cum.

/Next Night

"Are you crazy! You are the straightest guy I know, how can you be gay"

"I don't know if I am, all I do know is I desperately want to fuck Wesker's brains out, and I need your help"

Trish crossed her arms, "What makes you think this well work. Or he'll even go for me?"

"Look how pretty you are, of course he will"

Trish smirked throwing her long blond hair over her shoulder, "you mean sexy" she winked jokingly.

"You look like my mom" Dante deadpanned.

"Another reason we will never have sex"

Dante smiled but he suddenly turned serious, "There he is, just go with the plan"

"Dante, I'm not sure about this"

"It will work, just go. I'm begging you"

She owed Dante so much, so she nodded her head, but was stopped with a hand on her shoulder, "No touching below the waist okay"

Trish smiled warmly, "scouts honor"

As soon as Dante's hand fail from her shoulder she approached Wesker from behind. "Well hello handsome"

Wesker turned smoothly on his heel, when he saw Trish a charming half smile twisted on his face, "Hello to you too beautiful" Trish was intimidated, this man was breathtaking, "What a delight it is to speak with you" Wesker grabbed her hand bringing it to his mouth kissing her knuckle. Trish felt breathless. No wonder Dante wanted this man. If any man could turn someone gay, it would be Wesker.

"These people are such a drag. I want to have fun. I enjoy activities that make you pant and sweat" Trish leaned up speaking in Wesker's ear, "I was hoping you would participate with me"

Wesker's arm was around her pushing her into him whispering back into her ear, "In that I can help you. You will receive more pleasure then you ever thought possible" Wesker arm released her, and she nearly feel on her ass. "Come with me" Wesker held out a leather clad hand.

Trish took ahold of it, as he led her to his room. Trish knew she promised Dante not to touch Wesker below the waist and she was really contemplating on breaking that promise. Wesker had her totally aroused; she would love to have sex with him.

She couldn't though, Dante would never forgive her. Dante just wanted sex with him once right. After that she could get with him. It wasn't as though Dante had fallen for him or anything.

Trish didn't have much longer to think as they got to the room and Wesker let her in. As soon as the door shut, Trish found herself pushed against it, Wesker's lips against hers. She didn't know when, but she had her arms wrapped around him, and moaning into the kiss. His lips felt so incredibly good.

Wesker pulled her leg up until it was around his waist. It all felt so good, so right. Trish was panting and started to unzip Wesker's shirt, and grabbed his pant buckle, when Dante's voice echoed in her head, 'No touching below the waist okay?'

Shit, Dante! Damn!

"W-wait. Wait! Wait Wesker, wait!"

"What is it" some of his annoyance slipping through his voice

"Lay on the bed, I want to give you my special treatment" she winked.

Wesker's half smile returned, and let out a deep chesty hum, "What treatment?"

"Get on the bed and close your eyes no peeking of I leave and find someone else"

"Kinky" Wesker kissed her before he pulled away, taking the shirt off and tossing it to the floor. He lay on the bed.

"No sunglasses, I want to make sure you don't cheat" Wesker chuckled taking them off placing them on the side, before closing his eye's. Trish whispered seductively in his ear, "No looking. No talking. Just feel"

Trish backed up and wasn't surprised to find Dante was already there. Trish left the room and Dante took in the man on the bad.

Where to start? Dante slid the tips of his fingers down Wesker's chest light enough to tickle. Dante roughly grabbed his pants, undoing the button, and unzipping them. Dante took a deep breath and grabbed the edge of the pants pulling them down his legs, removing Wesker's shoes and socks. The only thing that remained on the man's body was a pair of thin black underwear.

Wesker's 'hard on' was barley covered by them. Dante wanted to rip them off. Instead he hooked two fingers under the latex, pulling then down till Wesker's member was revealed to him. It was so beautiful. Dante forgot about removing them the rest of the way.

He grabbed the base of the thick length, and licked Wesker's slit, Wesker responding with a moan. Dante swirled his tongue around the end, before he placed his lips over the head. Wesker's head lulled back.

'You like it don't you Wesker' Dante thought, 'Well don't worry, we are just getting started'

'Soon you will beg me.'