LMAO!!! Ok, you'll have to forgive me in this chapter. I deviated just a little bit for the sake of a dream sequence of Nero's. After all, since the kid wants to top Dante it's only natural his dreams show Dante as... OOC. Blame the anime Junjou Romantica for it...lmao I love the scene in the 4th episode when Misaki finds one of Usagi's BL novels where it makes him out to be a complete girl...lmao 'Make me wet and dirty all over...' BAHAHAHAHAHA! His reaction is priceless.
Which, if you're a yaoi fan and have not seen Junjou Romantica then for SHAME! It's the only yaoi anime I've seen with emphasis on humor AND love. Even the 'hot' parts are done tastefully and since it's a TV show it doesn't go graphic, yet somehow it's still... yaoi. :D It's the perfect yaoi in my opinion with a wonderful cast of characters... -happy sigh-
Actually I got my beta hooked and she's not a yaoi fan at ALL. But she adores JR. Season 2 came out in October and I've been watching the English subs over and over again... I've even considered doing a DMC/JR crossover oneshot. It would be yaoi only in the sense of the JR cast and would be rated T, so it would be more like Homophobic Tendencies. Yaoi for humor. I just think I could have too much fun writing Dante having to watch over Misaki to prevent him from being taken by Usagi's older brother... Bahahahahaha!
"Dude, why is he always telling me to 'baka'?" Dante asked Usagi pointedly. He let out a quiet huff.
"He's calling you an idiot."
"He's what?! Where is that little brat!" *grabs hold of Misaki who keeps yelling 'Hanase baka Dante-san!' "Speak english you little..."
Ok, I'm getting off track now...lol Ahem. There's my whackjob moment for the day :D
This chapter is a little longer than normal, and... well... -blush- You would think I'd have gotten use to Dante and Nero fooling around by now. I'm such a prude...lol Lucky me, those two aren't! Hopefully it will entertain you guys for funny and... other reasons. Ahem...
So as always enjoy this chapter, and go see Junjou Romantica right now! -runs-
Ohhh, and BIO chapter 12 is almost finished...lmao I'm on a roll eh? -runs again-
Homophobic No More
Chapter 9
"Hey Nero..." a voice whispered from the doorway. He felt his disappointment like a knife, cutting his hopes in half. It was Lady...
"Everything OK?" He asked trying to not let his disappointment show too much.
"Found the blankets, but I couldn't find any extra pillows. You have an extra one?"
"Sure, one sec."
Nero turned back towards his bed and for the first time realized something he'd been too preoccupied to notice before. He hadn't been to his room to clean up all the yaoi artwork the two had all over the bed. He gave a nervous look over his shoulder before tossing the discarded blanket on top of everything. He pulled an extra pillow off and turned back to Lady.
"I think you dropped this," she said as she began to bend over and pick up a loose piece of paper that had been lying face down. Oh no... Nero's eyes widened before he was at the door in a flash. In the same breath he snatched the image from her and pushed the pillow into her grabbing hands.
"I really need to pick up my room," he grinned boyishly avoiding her questioning stare. He crumpled the piece of paper up in his hand. "Well, g'night Lady."
"Yeah... night Nero."
Lady stood for a moment just looking at him as if he had a monkey on his shoulder, before turning and walking back down the hall. Nero closed the door with a deep sigh and walked over to his bed to begin removing the now crumpled, torn, and dirtied artwork. He felt himself blush as he looked at them, but quickly stashed them under his mattress. He would wait till Lady left to venture out to destroy them. He didn't need them anymore, and just throwing them out would be dangerous after all they went through to get them removed from the public eye.
Nero stood and dropped himself face first onto his bed. He snuggled against the sheets and his single pillow. He felt himself warm as he could still smell Dante on them, and there was nothing else he wanted right now then the old man.
As time went by Nero became more and more fearful that Dante had forgotten about him. He had to restrain himself from pulling his 'porn' stash out the longer he was forced to listen to silence while inhaling deeply the old man's scent. It was torturous, but not only because he wanted him, but he wanted him physically close by. The idea of another long night spent alone when he'd had yet another taste of waking to Dante beside him made him depressed. Maybe it made Nero a woman, but he wanted Dante lying beside him where he could keep him under lock and key.
Then he heard a knocking at the door again...
He quickly jumped up and slowly opened the door to find... no one. God Damnit. He stepped outside to look up and down the hall to see nothing but darkness and the flickering of the TV coming from downstairs. He debated sneaking down to Dante's room and punching the old man for forgetting about him. But punishment would be best served by pretending he didn't want to see Dante either. He glared at Dante's door down the hall, before he felt an arm grab him from the darkened corner behind him.
Nero jumped, but quickly picked up on the immediate scent left on his pillows only seconds before and felt his body relax into the chest it was being pulled to.
"You are such a jerk." Nero whispered.
"Gonna invite me in?" Dante chuckled as he walked Nero towards his bedroom door, obviously not needing an answer as he crossed the threshold with Nero.
When Dante had closed the door Nero turned towards him, pulling his own shirt over his head as he stared back at his companion. Dante reached a hand out to smooth over his jaw, fingers trailing lightly down his neck, and stopping to press his palm over his heart.
"You gonna pass out on me?" He quipped as he felt the rapid beating there.
"I don't know about passing out, but I intend to do other things on you." Nero smiled back at him, taking his hand in his own to brush his lips over his knuckles. He pulled Dante towards the bed, but rather than sitting put both his arms around his neck in a deep kiss. He even went so far as to stand on his toes to reach closer, pressing Dante's clothed torso against his bare one.
He pulled away from his mouth, moving back in, and pulling away again. Merely tasting his lips in a slow fashion. After all, if this was going to be his first time with the old man he wanted to take his time and do things right so Dante would never forget it. His confidence grew when Dante let out a tremulous sigh. So Nero slowly turned them in place until Dante was the one with the back of his knees to the bed. Then slowly he pushed him down to sit.
Nero then set his knee on the bed between Dante's thighs and pushed him back to lie down as he kissed him again. All the while his demonic hand caressed the skin of his chest and abdomen up under his shirt.
"Today has been hell." Dante sighed as he pushed Nero's hair from his face to look at him. "Never thought I'd miss someone who's currently living under the same roof."
Nero blushed hotly at those words, because they mirrored his exact thoughts. It wasn't an 'I love you', but it was a confession none the less. Why did the old man always know how to make him feel such affection? In all the years he'd known him Dante had the worst pick up lines, but he never said anything like this to his female companions. Or had Nero just never seen how he behaved with them behind closed doors when no one else was around?
"Whatever you're thinking, stop. I don't like you looking so thoughtful when it furrows your brows like that." Dante said as he broke Nero's thoughts. He realized his features were a bit tensed when they relaxed under Dante's touch. Had Nero been that obvious about it? "You can tell me what's on your mind you know."
Like hell. Nero was just being stupid. Only he would think of things like Dante's exes when he should've been confirming his feelings for the hunter. So he dipped his head down and kissed the hollow of Dante's throat instead, feeling the vibration of Dante's laugh there as he chuckled.
"That works too I guess."
He savored every slow, methodical kiss left on the hunter's neck. Dante's scent was more apparent there, no doubt by whatever aftershave the old man wore. He nuzzled just under his ear, before wrapping his arms around Dante to hold him close. This was what he wanted. To know Dante was his, and wasn't going anywhere. He wanted him all to himself even if it was selfish. He wanted to indulge himself in being a selfish kid for just a few moments.
He heard Dante sigh as he slowly ran his fingers through Nero's hair, causing Nero to sigh too. He never thought it could feel so good to care, and be cared for by another person.
"You better not fall asleep on me." Dante warned with a hint of a laugh.
"Won't." Nero whispered in Dante's ear. He felt sleepy, but it wasn't the type that made someone fall asleep. It was the same, peaceful serenity he'd felt the night before while lying like this with Dante. He lightly kissed his earlobe before turning Dante's face away from him and began his exploration of the taught muscles at the side of his throat again. Dante's hand found his, and Nero pushed it down into the mattress, followed by the other until Dante lay unable to do much but feel what Nero offered.
He left the hands on the mattress pointedly with a look at Dante that clearly said don't you move those. Dante only smirked at him with a devious twinkle in his eyes. Nero sat up and began to pull up on Dante's shirt, causing the elder's body to arch beautifully to remove it in his laying position. Then he unbuttoned the jeans, never taking his eyes off of Dante who shamelessly stared right back at him, as if knowing Nero's thoughts. I'm not gonna blush kid. Nero's eyes narrowed as he pulled the jeans down over his hips until he was in nothing but his black briefs. Still his eyes challenged Nero's dominance.
Nero bent down and smoothed his lips over Dante's taught stomach. He gently tongued his belly button which earned him an audible groan from the elder that made his manhood twitch pleasurably in the confines of the jeans he still wore. He moved upwards, leaving a love trail of bites behind as he sought out and nuzzled the hunter's areola, which he nuzzled at until it budded.
Dante was writhing now as he continued his play on such a sensitive area. Nero felt Dante's hands come to tussle his hair again, but Nero quickly grabbed them and held them down.
"That's not fair." Dante partially moaned, partially laughed at being restricted. Nero didn't answer him, only took the supple nipple in his mouth causing Dante to hiss pleasurably. Ohhhh how Nero loved this. He kept his mouth on it, but brushed his tongue back and forth very slowly. He was going to make Dante pay for not coming to him earlier.
The hands in his twisted, trying so hard to break free from his grasp, but Nero was too determined now as he moved to the other side and began teasing the other. Dante's back arched, wanting that contact. Nero chuckled a low growl against it.
"Now who's the impatient one?"
"Just you wait. I'll make you regret this torment." Dante said in a strained voice ending in an accidental whimper when Nero lightly scraped his teeth over the already swollen nub. Dante swore, licked his lips and pressed his hips up into Nero's stomach.
"Whadya say?" Nero teased at Dante's reaction. Dante didn't answer, obviously knowing regardless of what he said it made no difference to Nero what happened in the future. All that mattered was now, and until Dante found a way to break his hold Nero, not Dante, was in charge. Nero moved up to hover over Dante's face, glorifying the defiant, yet obvious heat there. He tried to wedge the elder's legs open so he could slip to lay between them, but Dante wasn't budging and somewhat tensed.
"What?" Dante growled at him as Nero's smile only widened.
Nero dropped his hand down and slid into the briefs, knowing all too well that Dante would have to open those legs sooner or later in the pleasure of being touched. It was a natural instinct. But it seemed that this was what Dante wanted him to do, because the second he had a single hand free he put his weight into the kid and suddenly Nero was staring up at him. The single hand that once held Dante's was now holding his wrist and his other was quickly added.
"Hey!" Nero protested as Dante straddled his hips.
"I told you you'd regret it." Dante said laughingly. Nero broke a hand free before he started pushing and hitting him. Dante only laughed harder and worked to reclaim the flailing limbs. Soon despite Nero's protests he found himself somewhat laughing.
"Get off me you old fart."
"Make me Mr. big and dominant." Dante taunted as he tried to swoop in and kiss him. Nero turned his face away.
"No, get off you pervert!" He laughed, closing his eyes and mentally trying to cut ties between them. He was supposed to be the dominant one. Tough, and seductive. Not laughing like a moron because Dante was attempting to kiss him. It is kind of funny though... NO! He needed to get control!
Finally he grabbed Dante's hands and sat up, pushing them behind Dante's back.
"Well, what exactly did that accomplish?" Dante asked as he breathed down at Nero. Dante was sitting on his lap, dwarfing him in height so he was basically face to mid chest with the hunter. His hands were trapped holding Dante's and it definitely gave him no advantages.
"Well." Nero began, but Dante interrupted him.
"I'll show you what," he replied in a low voice. Nero looked up at him confused and Dante leaned down as kissed him, using the weight of his body to lay on Nero even with his hands still caught behind his back. It meant Nero couldn't push him away without releasing Dante's hands, and Dante couldn't hold himself up to give them breathing room. All his weight was in that kiss and it caused Nero to feel light headed as Dante practically devoured his mouth. He swore he could feel the old man's tongue at the back of his throat. He moaned when Dante moved his hips, causing friction between their two groins.
Then, just when Nero felt he might not be able to hold it much longer... Dante stopped.
"Wha--"
"Shhh..." He hissed. Nero lay under him listening to try and pick up on whatever it was Dante had apparently heard. Wouldn't Nero have heard it too? Then he suddenly did.
He froze and listened as footsteps approached his door, and quickly let Dante go.
"Shit." Dante growled as he jumped off the bed.
"Get under!" Nero hissed quietly as a knock came. Dante groaned before skirting his way beneath. Nero picked up his shirt and threw it on.
"Who is it?" He answered a little more aggressively than he meant to.
"Lady. Can I come in?"
"One sec!" He yelled back as he grabbed Dante's discarded clothing and tossed it under the bed to where Dante was kissing mattress. He searched the room to make sure everything was out of sight before opening his door.
"Hey, sorry to bug you again. Think I could shack up here with you tonight?" Lady asked.
"Uhh, what?" Nero replied looking confused. Lady snorted.
"Get your head out of the gutter kid. You've been hanging around Dante too much. I hurt my back a few days ago and the couch isn't exactly helping the pain any. I know I can trust you to behave yourself in comparison to Dante. Could I sleep up here tonight?" Lady said evenly. Nero's brow furrowed without thinking about it.
"Uhh, well."
"Thanks," she replied without really letting him protest, before walking in.
"I don't think you'll be any more comfortable up here. The bed is kind of hard and...," he began as he watched her crawl in with the pillow she'd brought up.
"I'm actually use to sleeping in this bed. This is where I stay when I typically stay over." She said through a loud yawn.
"But..."
Lady just closed her eyes, perfectly content with this idea. Nero was a lot of things, but mean to women wasn't one of them. He could tell Dante to fuck off, no problem, but found he had a weakness when it came to saying no to women. Especially since Lady looked so tired when she'd come up. Still, he glowered at her sleeping form.
He walked to the other side of the bed and felt Dante grab his ankle. He poked his head out from under the bed and made a pointed motion to get Lady out of there. Nero only shrugged his arms hopelessly. Dante glared at him and Nero put a hand over his face. He mouthed what do you want me to do?
Grow a pair. Dante mouthed back. Nero kicked his hand off his ankle and climbed into the bed. He turned away from Lady, feeling bitter by her very presence. As much as he liked her, he would be happy when she was gone and he wouldn't have to feel as if he and Dante were doing something wrong.
He couldn't though in good conscience kick her out just so he could have sex with Dante. Once again he would have to put this on hold...
Nero closed his eyes and tried to drown out the images of what he'd rather be doing underneath his bed with Dante from his mind's eye. Then he dropped his hand down over the side of the bed, and to his relief Dante took it. The two idly fingered each others hands, caressing slowly and exploringly in the darkened room as it was all they could do without waking Lady. It wasn't exactly the cuddling he had wanted, but at least he could say he was sleeping with Dante. Even if the old man now belonged to the realm of the dust bunnies.
--
"Nero?"
He rolled over groggily. Nero was dreaming that he was the King of the dust bunny colony, and Dante was his prisoner who had to do whatever he told him for fear of being discovered by the Lady monster who lived above the bed.
Do as you're told... the dream Nero had said as he turned dream Dante onto his knees.
Yes Nero... anything you want... take me.
He kissed dream Dante hard as he forced beautiful gasps of pleasure from his prisoner, totally submissive and compliant beneath his touch. How could he possibly resist Nero?
I love you... Dream Dante whispered through a moan. Nero shivered at those words. Make me yours Nero... only yours.
Say you're my bitch... Dream Nero growled at his partner.
I'm your...
"Hey!"
Nero felt a sharp pain in his arm as he opened his eyes, extremely pissed at being woken from where he was to find Lady sitting next to him in full gear. She'd actually slugged him when he refused to wake up.
"Go away," he groaned as he tried to roll over.
"Ok, King Nero." She partly laughed. Nero's eyes flew open to look at her. "Sleep well?"
"Uhh, fine. You?" He asked trying not to look as alarmed as he felt. Had she heard him in his sleep?
"Fine. It's a lot nicer up here than on the couch."
"What time is it?"
"It's about 8:30. I have to head out now, but I appreciate you hanging out and keeping me entertained. We'll have to do it again sometime." She smiled at him as he sat up. Not in this lifetime you third wheel he thought as he yawned, but smiled back at her regardless. It was then he remembered Dante was probably still under the bed. He was probably freezing unless he managed to get back in his clothes, or to get back to his own room.
Lady stood and headed for the door before turning back.
"Bye Nero."
"Seeya Lady."
"Bye Dante."
"Bye Lad--" Dante began, but suddenly choked on his own words.
She grinned and Nero practically fell off the bed as she took a flying jump to land on it.
"I KNEW IT!!!" Lady squealed happily as she bent over the bed to look beneath. She let out a loud laugh as Dante pushed himself out the other side and knelt with a groan.
"You evil bitch. How long have you known?" Dante growled as he put a hand to his back gingerly. Nero just flushed bright pink.
"Remember when I told you yesterday I went to Nero's room to look for him?" She grinned.
"Yeah?"
"Oh shit!" Nero yelped. The yaoi fan art!
"You really should clean your room Nero. Yaoi pics of you and Dante everywhere." Lady smirked as she stood from the bed. She had a rabid fan girl look on her face. "I eavesdropped a bit on you two in the shower too..."
"So you've been messing with us this entire time haven't you?" Dante asked angrily as he tried to pull his pants on.
"Sure have! You should've seen the look on your faces when I burst into the kitchen. Kodak, I'm telling you. Never thought you two would go this way, but damn if I can complain."
"You're not mad?" Nero asked somewhat surprised.
"Why should I be? It's obvious to me Dante likes you. Hell, he stayed under the bed last night when he could've gotten out at any point. Never known him to do something like that for anyone." She mused as she ruffled Nero's hair. Nero turned to look and found to his amazement Dante was blushing.
"I just didn't want you to find out is all..." Dante mumbled not looking at either. "Exactly for this reason."
"C'mon Dante. I'm not gonna give you a hard time. Sometimes you can't help who you love, and I think Nero's just the one to whip you in line. As for this Lady I have a yaoi convention to attend. You two want to join me? You could be the highlight of the entire arena."
"NO!" Both said simultaneously. Lady let out a laugh.
"Seriously you two. I'm glad. Lord knows someone needs to find a little happiness in this dysfunctional family." Lady said sincerely as she smiled genuinely down at Nero. For a moment she resembled a girl in awe of love and it made her very pretty in Nero's eyes to see her that way. She walked over to Dante. "You hurt him though; I will shoot you in the balls."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah..." Dante sighed as she gave him a quick peck on the cheek and went for the door like a school girl with a crush. Damn yaoi fan girls.
"You two be good, and don't worry! I'll bring you back some souvenirs!"
Nero and Dante remained silent as they waited for the sound of the front door closing and a few minutes to make sure Lady was really gone. Dante sat on the bed, his back to Nero who sat away from him on the other side. As he leaned back on his hand though he felt Nero's on the mattress. The two turned to look at each other, and then quickly looked away. Despite this Dante grasped a hold of Nero's hand, and Nero returned the firm grip.
"You sleep OK?" Nero asked after a minute. "Wasn't too cold was it?"
"Cold yeah, but I had someone on my mind to keep me warm."
Nero turned to glance at Dante over his shoulder and again found the old man was blushing with his other hand over his face. Nero let go of him and crawled towards his side of the bed. He turned Dante's face slightly and kissed him without any hint of words between them. After all, Lady was gone and he'd never seen Dante look so vulnerable before. Now he understood why Dante loved to make him blush so much.
Nero pulled him closer, trying to push him down onto the bed to continue where they left off the night before.
"Kid, wait..." Dante said as his body went rigid and he pushed them back into sitting positions.
"What's wrong?" Nero asked.
"Nothing. I'm just overly dusty from last night and I want when we do that to be better than this." He responded quietly, but there was a tremulous feeling to his voice and to the body that had not yet lost its rigid stature. "C'mon Nero. Let's go make breakfast." Dante offered as he put his hands on Nero's shoulders to gently make some room between them.
"Kiss me first." Nero said as his eyes finally came to Dante's. Dante chuckled at him.
"So demanding." He teased against Nero's mouth before kissing him.
Nero knew it shouldn't have bothered him, but it did. It didn't help that as Dante chastely kissed him with no ulterior passion he could feel the overly rapid movements of the devil hunter's heart. He wanted to ask why Dante seemed timid, but that answer should've been obvious. It would be Dante's first time taking, and naturally there would be some reluctance.
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Two... weeks.
It had been two friggin weeks since Nero had first tried getting Dante to sleep with him and since nothing had happened between them. Or at least nothing full on penetration wise had. It was like they reverted back to when they first discovered they had feelings for one another and it was pissing Nero off.
That wasn't to say it had been all horrible. He'd spent every night holding Dante close, and waking to the elder's face each morning. They had gone places together, took a few jobs too, and Nero loved every second spent with Dante. But anytime Nero tried to breech the subject of sex with Dante he found a way of brushing it off. Over time it was becoming tiresome to listen to Dante's excuses why he couldn't be with Nero at that second and it seriously hurt him. It wasn't just sex. He wanted to share in the experience of being intimate with Dante but he wouldn't let him. A wall formed in the bedroom that made Nero angry.
He could only seduce Dante so far into love making, but anytime it came to Nero going near his backside he always told him it wasn't time for that or he was too tired and could they just do what they always did. In the end Nero always gave in because he wanted Dante and he didn't want to come off as a pushy bastard. But his patience was wearing thin, and he was getting the feeling Dante had no intentions of letting Nero top him. Adding insult to injury at the possibility Dante could've lied to him just to get laid.
"Hey kid." Dante said absentmindedly as the two played a video game together.
"Hmmm?" Nero asked not removing his eyes from the screen as he was determined to not let Dante distract him from beating him.
"You ever hear of 'The Stranger'?"
"Isn't that a movie?" Nero asked.
"No, 'The Stranger'. It's something I once heard about, wanted to see if you knew about it." Dante seemed to grin.
"Obviously not when the name alone says nothing about what it could be." Nero growled at Dante's obvious attempt to distract him. Wasn't happening.
"Well, it's when you sit on your hands for so long they go numb. Then you jack off, and it's supposed to feel like someone else is doing it."
Nero practically dropped his controller, but caught it just as Dante's car passed him at the finish line and beat him by a hair.
"YES!" Dante yelled as he stood with his hands in the air. "I am ze champione!" He said in some odd French accent.
"You are a bastard is what you are!" Nero growled as he dropped the controller. "Who talks about that kind of stuff?!"
"Apparently I do, and damn you make it so easy sometimes." Dante mused as he sat back down next to Nero. "You ever try it?"
"Hell no!" Nero said a little too quickly as he blushed. "Before you came along I never had to even considering masturbation."
"I've tried it." Dante purred coming dangerously close to Nero's ear as Dante's fingertips walked their way across his thigh.
"I don't want to hear." Nero said pointedly as he stood up, ignoring the old man's advances. It had gotten to the point now where he didn't even try to engage Dante for fear of being halted before things went too far. He hated the sinking feeling that accompanied it, so he just spent time with the hunter and tried to keep his hormones in check by... well... masturbating. Which made Dante's comment that much worse because he usually did it long after Dante fell asleep in the privacy of the bathroom. It was almost like Dante knew...
"You've been kind of cranky lately. Anything you want to talk about?" Dante asked.
"No." Nero said as he picked up the rack holding the pool balls in place and grabbed a pool cue from the wall. Apparently his lack of interest in Dante had caused a fire in the old man, who had been goading him to try something. But Nero had developed a clad iron sense of control as long as Dante didn't touch him, and so far Dante seemed fine with letting Nero off the hook. Which kind of pissed Nero off too. Maybe Dante was getting bored with him since he hadn't let Dante top him at all since that first time.
He bent over to line up his shot, trying to focus on the best angle to sink it to keep his mind off of what Dante had said to him and had tried to do to him.
"Mind if I play too?" Dante asked.
"Fine." Nero almost growled at being distracted yet again. He went back to his shot, focusing on his angle in terms of where the balls might go. Pool was as engaging in his opinion as chess. Strategic and a game of minds in its own way. In both you had to consider every move, on whether it could give your opponent an advantage over you. You had to think ahead to make sure your pathway to the next shot was clear.
Nero pulled back on the cue, letting the tip gently run over his finger and hit the cue ball. The balls scattered, but none went where he wanted because at the last second he felt something brush against his clothed inner thigh.
"My turn. I'll be solids." Dante said from somewhere behind him, and suddenly Nero let out a gasp.
Dante had slid his pool cue between Nero's thighs, pressing it up until it rested on the table. Then Dante pulled upwards to position it, causing it to press into Nero's groin and caress it as he pulled it back and forth between his legs.
"You're blocking my shot kid." Dante said in a whisper by Nero's ear. He pulled Nero back against his chest so he could see the table over Nero's shoulder. "That's better."
"Dante... ahhh..." Nero hissed as Dante continued to act as if he were merely playing pool, and not using the pool stick to tease him.
"Kiss for good luck?" Dante mused as Nero's head fell to his shoulder, face turning to his as Dante sealed his mouth with his own. Nero wanted to cry out as Dante quickly smacked the cue ball on the table with the stick still between his thighs. It hit several others and caused 3 of the solid balls to go into the corner pockets. "Would you look at that? You are good luck after all. Why don't you take the next shot?"
"Stop." Nero growled as he was bent forward. His groin was on fire with the pleasurable assault of the hard mahogany rubbing friction into his sex. He closed his eyes and grit his teeth.
"C'mon, I want to see you make the shot." Dante encouraged and he bent over his back. "That is if you can."
Nero pushed himself up, setting his own cue back on the table as Dante slid his off it, but continued to run it between the kid's thighs. Nero felt the sweat forming on his face as he tried to line up the shot. He would not lose to Dante; he could keep himself under control. Hell, he'd kept the hunter off him for almost three days now even with Dante's attempts at seducing him.
He bit his lip as Dante moved it faster, no doubt sensing Nero's defiant thoughts. Nero pulled back, licking his lips as he lined it up and pushed forward. Dante seemed to stop for a second, and Nero held his breath as the ball smacked into not the striped ball Nero was aiming for, but the eight ball which bounced off the side and made a bee-line for the corner pocket. NO!
"Better luck next time." Dante said with a satisfied tone as he began to replace the pool cue between Nero's thighs. Nero knew that if he didn't do something now Dante would seduce him, and it was supposed to be the other way around. He needed to let off some steam, but he wasn't going to do it with Dante until the old man gave in to him. He'd promised him hadn't he?
Nero turned quickly, causing the cue to shoot out of Dante's hand and fly across the room with a dull clunk. He stared angrily up at Dante who only smiled down at him.
"What exactly are you playing at here?"
"Pool." Dante said evenly.
"NO! Why are you encouraging me to jump you, but turning me down anytime I try?" Nero said without much thought. He was angry. It just wasn't fair. Dante's smile seemed to fade.
"I'm not turning you down. You're the one who seems so hung up on topping me and it'll happen when the time is right."
"Bullshit." Nero growled. "You never had any intentions did you?"
"I don't break promises kid." Dante replied defensively. "I just thought there was more to us than sex."
"Don't pull that on me. You're the one who always initiates it, and when I even try..."
"That's bull! I didn't even initiate it when I took you. You ASKED me to do it. I waited until you wanted it from me." Dante scowled as he threw his hands up. "Why are we even fighting about this, it's so stupid."
"Stupid?" Nero repeated. "Right. Again, I'm just some stupid kid who couldn't possibly understand what you're going through with being taken by a MAN. Of course!" Nero growled as he pushed past Dante.
"I didn't say that." Dante groaned as he grabbed Nero's shoulder to prevent him walking off. Nero smacked his hand away and turned.
"I gave myself to you that night because I care for and trusted you. You just don't give two shits about me is that it?" Nero said angrily, this time with no hint of any tears.
"I do care, but when it's right."
"WHEN will it be right? You don't think I haven't noticed you tense up anytime we get close to me topping you?"
Dante said nothing at this, only looked away somewhat uncomfortably.
"Or is it your stupid pride? It's OK for me to take it in the ass because I'm your bitch, but you couldn't possibly degrade yourself to join me on that level?"
It only seemed to piss him off more when Dante continued to resolutely say nothing. God did that silence hurt, almost as much as a look of guilt etched in Dante's face. He had been lying the entire time.
"Fine. Screw this, and screw you." Nero said as he walked towards the door.
"Where are you going?" Dante asked.
"Out. I'm finishing the front of the shop, and then I'm going back to Fortuna." Nero replied before he slammed the door with a resounding hollow bang.
-puts on protective gear in preparation for the inevitable stoning for that ending- Till next time! -cowers behind shield-