disclaimer: I NEVER OWNED DEVIL MAY CRY AND I NEVER WILL! sadly. if i did....well..use your imagination.

Black dress with the tights underneath,
I got the breath of the last cigarette on my teeth,
And shes an actress But she ain't got no need.
Shes got money from her parents in a trust fund back east.
T-t-t-tongues always pressed to your cheeks,
While my tongue is on the inside of some other girls teeth,
T-tell your boyfriend if he says hes got beef,
That I'm a vegetarian and I ain't fucking scared of him.

Strobe lights flashed all over the room, the intense heat on the club dance floor between Dante and Nero was enoguh to senf shock waves straight to Dante's lower half. Their hips clashed together, stuck like glue. The smell of the lust and Nero's sweat was enough to make Dante die of despiration for Nero to be inside him.

She wants to touch me She wants to love me She'll never leave me Don't trust a ho,
Never trust a ho,
Won't trust a ho,
Won't trust me.

Nero smirked at Dante's attempt of hiding the small moans that escaped Dante's lips whenever Nero's growing erection rubbed up against Dante's. Nero licked the sweat that was forming on Dante's neck; Dante tilted his head to offer more access to Nero. Nero licked Dante's lips, asking for entrance and gladly excepting it when it was given.
His tongue ran circles around Dante's, making the man moan against Nero's lips. Their legs intertwined, Dante's inbetween Nero's, and Nero's in the same position between Dante's. Nero took advantage of their position, rubbing his thigh back and forth to create friction between Dante's hardened erection and Nero's leather clad thigh.

X's on the back of your hands,
Wash them in the bathroom to drink like the bands.
And your setlist You stole off the stage,
Had red and purple lipstick all over the page.
B-b-b-bruises cover your arms,
Shaking in the fingers with the bottle in your palm.
And the best is No one knows who you are,
Just another girl alone at the bar.

Nero drug his hands across Dante's hips, moaning and tossing his head back when the older devil hunter decided to fight back, attacking Nero's neck with his skilled tongue.
The music seemed to deafen in their ears, the lust overclouding their thoughts. Dante denied the action of taking the boy in the middle of public. Just touch. Nero cupped Dante's erection, standing on his tiptoes to pull the older man in for another kiss. Dante slammed his lips onto Nero's, his tongue immediatley gaining access and leisurley touring through Nero's mouth. Nero thrusted his hand to Dante's cock to the beat of their song, the one that played when they first made love to eachother.

She wants to touch me She wants to love me She'll never leave me Don't trust a ho,
Never trust a ho,
Won't trust a ho,
Won't trust me.

Dante ended the kiss, a small string of saliva still connected them until Nero licked his lips. Dante slid his hands up Nero's shirt, playing with pink nubs. Nero sucked on Dante's neck, creating mark after mark in different places. Moans escaped them when their erections begged to be released.

Shush girl shut your lips,
Do the Hellen Keller and talk with your hips.
I said, Shush girl shut your lips,
Do the Hellen Keller and talk with your hips.
I said, Shush girl shut your lips,
Do the Hellen Keller and talk with your hips.

They rushed to the club's entrance, arms around eachother's waists, still kissing.

She wants to touch me She wants to love me She'll never leave me Don't trust a ho,
Never trust a ho,
Won't trust a ho,
Won't trust me