Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own any of the devil may cry characters in this fiction, if I did, Kyrie would have died in the first ten minutes of the game and Dante and Nero would be together...and Vergil would be shirtless in the third game.
Rated M for Nero getting raped by two blue mist demons (from Devil May Cry Three) and hot man sex in practically every chapter. Meant for extreme Yaoi fangirls only.
Warning: Kind of Angsty!
For those who don't want to read Nero getting raped by two mist demons, skip the section framed by ;;;
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Chapter Five: Left Alone
Nero groaned as he started waking from his deep sleep. He rolled over, expecting to see the elder devil slayer sleeping beside him. He frowned as he was met with nothing but another pillow. The younger slayer had hoped that we would wake with Dante next to him. He sighed as he pulled off the sheets, grabbing a pair of Dante's boxers that smelled heavily like the man. He pulled them on before heading down the stairs to look for the owner of the office.
"Dante?" Nero called out, hoping to hear a response. Sadly, he got none. He huffed softly, angry that Dante had left without him. Nero noted something at the elder's desk. He raised an eyebrow before walking over to see what it was. A small, quickly written note was taped to the side of the desk. Nero picked it up, reading it silently.
Nero,
Going on a mission. I'll be back in an hour or so. Don't go outside no matter what.
Love, Dante
Nero tried his best to see what Dante had scribbled out before his name, but he couldn't read what it was. He shrugged it off, smiling slightly at how the elder cared enough to warn him not to go outside. He walked away from the desk with the note still in hand, wishing Dante would get back to him sooner. It seemed harder and harder to stay away from the elder man and the younger slayer was getting used to the elder's company, even going as far as to he enjoyed it.
Nero jumped slightly when he heard one of Dante's swords fall from it's case. After a few moments, he brushed it off as nothing. He turned around, jumping and dropping the note as he came face to face with a demon surrounded by blue mist. Nero felt a lump form in his throat at how close the demon was floating to him. He turned hoping to grab one of Dante's swords but instead ran into another one of the floating demons. Nero swallowed nervously, his senses telling him that the two demons were not here for a fight. He backed away slowly from the one in front of him, moving to run to the side as it shot towards him.
Nero rolled on the floor, standing quickly and breathing heavily. The smell of arousal from the two mist demons was filling the air, making Nero blush when he didn't want to. He spotted the sword that fell from it's case and sprinted towards it. He almost had the hilt in his left hand as one of the demons grabbed his arms and legs, pulling him away from the sword.
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He tried to struggle away from the tentacle-like arms, but froze as one dove into his boxers. A shiver ran down his spine at how cool the tentacle was. He tried to pull away as it rubbed against his growing erection. Nero hated how his body was betraying him and more importantly, betraying Dante. He felt a lump of guilt settle in his stomach at the thought of betraying the elder. He sighed with relief as the tentacle left his boxers, only to cringe at another one sliding into the back and probing at his entrance. The second mist demon moved in front of him, slipping one of it's cold tentacles into the young slayer's boxers as a second moved towards his mouth. Nero clenched his teeth, determined not to allow the demon entrance to his mouth. The demon wrapped it's tentacle around Nero's erection, tugging at it sharply. Nero gasped, giving the demon a chance to shove the tentacle into his mouth and halfway down his throat.
Nero struggled against the two demons as the boxers around his hips were ripped off. His yell was muffled as the demon behind him shoved it's cold tentacle deep into his entrance. The two demons started thrusting into him as their unoccupied tentacles ran across the young hunter's toned body. Nero groaned, trying to stop himself from welcoming their touches but was failing quickly. The tentacle around his erection was now open and taking him in, reminding him of Dante's mouth that had been there a few times before. Nero moaned at the memories of the other hunter's rough hands and hot mouth. He started feeling a growing heat in his lower stomach. The demon behind him hit his prostate, helping grow his nearing release.
Nero was pulled from his blissful thoughts of Dante as the two demons sunk their teeth into each of his shoulders. He screamed, his eyes watering as he tasted a salty liquid running down his throat and a similar warmth pouring into his ass. The demons both ran their tentacles across his erection and balls until Nero bit his lip, cumming silently.
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The demons removed their teeth and let go of the young hunter. Nero hit the ground hard, feeling tears streaming down his face as the demons left. His body was sore and covered in the two mist demon's cum. Nero noticed that he was bleeding heavily from his shoulders and his ass. He must have gotten too lost in his thoughts of Dante to notice how hard the demon was fucking him. Dante. He felt a large wave of guilt fall over him at thinking the hunter's name. Nero curled up into a ball, to sore and tired to move from the middle of the floor.
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Dante wiped the sweat from his forehand as he walked back to his office. He tucked the money he earned from the extermination job back into his pocket. He was glad he had gotten enough money to pay for new clothes for the kid and a little extra. Maybe he could take Nero out to eat tonight instead of phoning for pizza like always. He smiled at the thought of Nero's adorable sleeping face as he neared the door to Devil May Cry.
The smile was quickly wiped from his face as a heavy scent of other demons came from the other side of the door. Dante's eyes narrowed slightly before Nero crossed his mind. He pulled out Ebony and Ivory as he kicked open the door. Dante nearly dropped his guns onto the floor as he saw Nero lying on the floor.
"Nero!" Dante yelled as he threw his twin guns to the floor and ran to the younger slayer. He knelt down, picking up Nero gently. He sighed in relief to see that the kid was alive and just sleeping. The worst had run across his mind when he first saw Nero. Dante cringed slightly as he saw the two large bite marks on the younger hunter's shoulders. Rage filled him along with regret. When he left, he had left Nero defenseless against any demons who found him. The reason why they left him alone before was there was a scent of another demon in the office. But when Dante left, they took the chance to rape the kid. The devil hunter felt like finding and killing the two demons that tried to mark his Nero. His mate! The demons had even ignored his claim to the younger half-demon. Then again, most demons didn't care what half-demons did, they just did what they had to get what they wanted.
Dante tried to push away his anger, knowing that he couldn't leave Nero like this. He carefully lifted the younger man, heading up stairs to clean him of the two demon scents. He turned on the water to the shower, quickly stripping himself to help clean Nero. The elder helped set Nero under the water, beginning to worry more as the younger slayer didn't wake. Dante washed away the blood and cum off of his mate, biting his lip in anger at every cut he found on the kid's body.
After he washed the smell and blood off of Nero, Dante crawled into bed with Nero. He pulled the covers up, sighing happily as Nero curled up to him. He knew he would have to find a way to keep Nero closer to him and make sure the demons wouldn't get near him again. And if they did, Dante sore to tear all of them into small bloody parts.
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Nero moaned softly, curling up to the wonderful warmth under him. Dante's scent flooded his senses, making him fell beyond comfortable. He rubbed himself against the elder slightly, loving the friction that formed between their bodies. After a moment, what had happened after Dante left came to the front of his mind. Nero opened his eyes and pulled away from the elder. He was about to leave the bed when he felt a strong hand grab his devil bringer. He turned to the older man only to have his lips crushed against his.
"Dante, I-" Nero started when they broke apart. Dante put a finger to the younger's lips.
"I'm sorry, Nero. I shouldn't have left you by yourself. It was my fault, not yours. I'm sorry." Dante repeated before crushing his lips to Nero's again. Nero melted into the kiss, wanting to be fucked by the elder again. He wanted Dante to warm up the cold areas that the mist demons had touched.
"If your really that sorry, then fuck me until I can't walk." Nero whispered into Dante's ear. The elder smirked softly, loving the idea.
