Firstly, I apologise for the lateness of this chapter, but I've been very sick and then part of my recovery was spent at London Expo! This chapter was mostly written on the train... which was interesting!

RedValentino: Thanks for reviewing! No, Vince and Akira are different people, there'll be more about them at some point. Yeah, Dante is a popular guy! It would be interesting to do that oneshot, thanks for suggesting it, I might do it as an extra chapter at the end or something! :)

bitbyboth: Thank you for the review! Yes, there is indeed some trouble ahead and Dante's certainly the focus this time! XD

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blackblade144: Thanks for reviewing and for the tip! My experience with Incubi in Yaoi tends to be that they can go for men as well as women, or both (a manga called The Devil's Secret by Hinako Takanaga is a good example of this) and as for Sirens, I always asumed they were females who led seamen to their deaths (The Odyssey, I think...). But thanks for pointing it out, because I just needed a male demon that feeds on other men with sex and an Incubus was all I could think of. You certainly weren't flaming, this stuff is useful to discuss, so thanks! :)

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Chapter 3 – Not Quite Human

Before Nero could say anything to his partner, the man in red had led them away from the crowded dance floor and back to the bar. The teen could barely keep his eyes off the attractive male, his devil side throwing him half a dozen warnings that Dante didn't seem to be aware of. Though the scent was subtle, it had both a sweet and spicy edge to it; the smell of a demon he had not yet encountered. Even though he did not match the description given to them by the escort, there was no doubt this man was an Incubus. But if this were the case, surely Dante would notice. However, it suddenly came to Nero's head that the elder's strategy was to play along with their advances before dealing a killing blow. Then it was highly likely that he had already noticed what the man was, he was merely biding his time and making sure not to give himself away. But those thoughts failed to convince Nero, as it was clear the two had met before and were familiar with each other.

"I'm surprised to see you here," the beautiful man noted with an alluring smile.

"Well I did say I'd drop by when I returned, Vince," Dante replied, apparently still oblivious to the other man's advances. "Even though I'm not quite here to flaunt my success as it were, I am here none the less."

"Success? In regards to this young man you were infatuated with?"

Dante chuckled awkwardly as he felt Nero's glare. "You could say that..."

Still smiling, Vince turned to glance at the ex-Order member. "How's he been treating you?"

Nero's glare softened into a faint blush. "Err... well, I guess..."

"No need to be shy kid," the elder slipped an arm about his shoulders and grinned down at him. "I've known this guy for years! Nero, this is Vince," he indicated to his acquaintance. "Vince, this is Nero, who I told you about."

"Please to meet you," Vince told the younger.

Nero swallowed nervously as he watched him hold out a hand, his azure eyes instantly flicking back up to the dark orbs of the other man. He reached out to take his hand, a light shiver running through his fingers and up to his shoulder before travelling along his spine. He pulled back quickly, hoping Dante might have noticed something, but he showed no sign of it. The teen scratched the back of his neck, feeling his flesh heating up in response to the alluring gaze he was still locked in. Vince had to be an Incubus and the most frightening thing Nero realised was that his devil half seemed to have no resistance to his touch. In fact, it was difficult trying to ignore the small voice at the back of his mind telling him to forget Dante and to go with his new associate, no matter where he wanted to lead.

"He really is adorable," Vince noted with a smirk, turning his attention back to Dante. "No wonder you were so interested in him; he's exactly your type."

Dante returned the smirk. "Damn right he is."

"See, I knew everything would be alright after all your worrying."

"Oh believe me, I was close to messing up!"

"But you didn't, that's the main thing."

"True. Anyway, I've heard some interesting things about you from the other escorts."

An unreadable expression momentarily flickered across Vince's perfect features. "Oh?"

"Yes... they said that you left the agency."

The former escort smiled briefly. "The news is true."

"I'm surprised. You were always the best at your work and you always used to tell me that there was nothing else you were qualified to do. Are you trying to tell me you've found something better to do than letting men fuck you for a living?"

"Just like you Dante," Vince snorted. "I had decided to move on."

"You mean up town?"

"At first."

"Well, the only place I really know of out of here is Gilgamesh."

"Yes, I remember that you used to go there at the weekends."

Nero frowned slightly as an uncomfortable look came to Dante's face. "I haven't been for a long time."

Vince slowly reached out to gently play with the ends of Dante's silvery hair, his gaze briefly sliding down to Nero, whose devil side was feeling fidgety at that action. "Sounds to me like you have a history with the place? Perhaps a history you've wanted to forget?"

Dante backed away from the former escort. "I'd rather not talk about it."

"Hmm, that's unlike you. You always used to enjoy long evenings conversing with me before... well, until we took things to another level that is."

Nero growled possessively. "Yeah well, he has me now."

Vince paused for a moment, gazing at the teen with intrigue before smiling absently. "Of course, I'm sorry. It seems like you're both completely loyal to each other, which is absolutely commendable. Old habits die hard."

"No wonder," Dante chuckled. "You were always a natural when it came to seducing men!"

"Coming from you, that is quite a compliment."

The elder laughed. "Thankfully it paid off for me too!"

He hugged Nero closer to him, lazily threading his fingers through the younger male's soft hair. The teen glanced up at him, wanting to tell him to hurry up with the questioning and leave so he could get out of the club and away from Vince. He needed to know if the older man was aware of the situation or whether he was already ensnared in his spell. But for now, he needed to play along just in case it was part of his plan. Damn it old man, I wish you'd make things clear to me!

"Fortunately for you," Nero told him. "If I'd have been straight I would have kicked your ass!"

"See why I'm glad it paid off?" Dante told Vince.

"Definitely your type," Vince noted, staring at Nero once again.

"Listen, I'm actually here on business; I've been asking about a death that happened near here recently. I assume you've heard about it?"

He looked back to the older male. "The young kid?"

"Yes. I've only spoken to one guy who seems to know anything."

"Did he see anyone?"

"Just some blond pretty boy type, though apparently he had golden eyes. I thought it seemed like someone you would go for, seeing as you like unusual people; guess that explains why I was always one of your regulars!"

Vince paused for a moment. "Doesn't sound familiar."

"Are you sure?"

"I'd remember someone with that description, Dante."

Dante nodded. "Should have figured, you never forget a client."

"If it was a new guy in town, I also wouldn't know as I don't work for the agency anymore."

The elder hunter sighed. "Well, if you do happen to see anyone with this description, you can always call by the Devil May Cry office and tell me. You've been to my place often enough, I take it you still know how to get there."

He winked at Vince, who smirked slightly. "How could I forget."

"In that case we should head back," Nero cut in, quickly. "I'm feeling rather tired."

Dante looked down at his younger lover. "Of course babe, there's no one else here who'll know anything."

"Then enjoy the rest of the night," Vince told them. "And good look finding the killer."

Nero watched as the former escort wandered off, his finger tips twitching slightly as he remembered his touch. He shuddered inwardly, feeling nervous at the idea of having no defence whatsoever against a creature like Vince. He threaded his fingers with Dante's and tugged on his arm lightly, the elder getting the picture and leading them towards the exit. As they weaved passed the bodies of the crowd, Nero was hit with the unpleasant realisation that Vince was most likely one of the escorts Dante had seen in the past. Which meant if he was an Incubus, the elder would have realised this years ago. But why was he still here? Why was he not part of Dante's collection of demonic skulls? As the teen recalled one of the other escorts mentioning that Vince had been in love with someone before he left, he began to wonder if that someone was his lover. If so, was that the reason why he was still alive? Was he intent on hiding himself from the demon slayer? Was it part of some plan to convince Dante into becoming his mate and leaving him? The kid shuddered again, the action this time not going unnoticed.

"You okay kid?" Dante asked as they left the club.

"Depends how you define 'okay'," Nero grumbled.

"Hey, come here."

Dante wrapped his arms around the smaller form of his mate, holding him close to his muscular body in a loving embrace. Nero immediately relaxed into the man's warmth, a soft smile spreading to his lips as he cuddled closer to his comforting body. He felt fingers thread through his hair and, for a moment, he was able to forget about his worries concerning Vince. A low chuckle rumbled in the other male's throat and slightly rough lips pressed against his forehead.

"Don't worry babe," Dante told him, softly. "I have no interest in those guys anymore."

"That wasn't my concern Dante!" Nero exclaimed, pushing away from his embrace. "My concern was the way you were acting around Vince like he was just an ordinary guy!"

The elder looked puzzled. "He is an ordinary guy... a beautiful one maybe, but just a guy."

Nero blinked. "Are your senses working right, old man?"

"They're always working, kid. Why?"

"Because there's no other way of looking at it, Vince is an Incubus!"

Dante stared at him for a moment before laughing. "Don't be ridiculous! He may be stunningly attractive and he certainly knows what he's doing when it comes to seducing men, but he's no Incubus. He's just a damn good escort!"

"That's not what I meant! I could smell it on him."

"I know, he wears really nice cologne, it's part of his charm."

Nero scowled at him. "Damn it, will you pay attention to me for once! I may not have encountered Incubi before, but can tell the difference between a demon and a glorified prostitute! My devil side reacted to him and I know full well that whatever he is, I don't have any defences against him!"

"Should I be getting jealous?"

"Should I try kicking you in the head?"

Dante chuckled. "There's nothing to be concerned about, kid. I've known Vince for nearly ten years, he was one of the first escorts I started seeing after the incident with my brother. Without him, I probably wouldn't be so open about my sexuality, so he's always been a good influence in my life, even if it was only about sex. I don't think I know of many men who would refuse Vince and, as he said, old habits die hard. He would probably try and attract you without even thinking about it! Just don't let him, okay."

"Dante..."

"He's human, Nero. Trust me, I've asked those questions myself."

The teen sighed. "I know what my demon senses were telling me and that was not it."

"So you want to trust your devil side over someone who's known the guy for years?"

Nero paused for a moment, hating the way the older man could force him into a corner so easily. He growled lowly and pushed past him, refusing to argue with him in the middle of the street when it was more appropriate to do so back at the office. Dante smirked and followed his mate, not bothering to rush and catch up to him as his eyes enjoyed the view that he was presented with. The strong wind was enough to blow the kid's long denim coat out of the way, allowing him the luxury of gazing upon that firm ass he knew too well. He licked his lips as he mentally undressed the younger male, fighting off the urge to run after him, throw him over his shoulder and carry him back to Devil May Cry. He'd certainly be on the receiving end of his Devil Bringer if he attempted something like that in a public place.

However once they arrived back at Devil May Cry and were back inside, Dante was quick to release his control. As soon as Nero removed his coat and hung it up on the rack, the elder ran straight up to him and wrapped his arms around him. The younger moaned softly as lips and teeth latched onto his neck, trailing higher up to his jaw and eventually to the soft skin below his ear. He moaned louder as Dante nibbled affectionately at his earlobe, one hand trailing down his torso and under the hem of his navy undershirt. The tips of his fingers gently caressed Nero's pale skin, tracing the defined lines of his abdomen up to a perky nipple. His fingers pinched the nub lightly, tearing another moan from the teen's soft lips.

"Damn you're sexy," Dante whispered into his ear.

"Dante..." Nero breathed. "We still n-need to... t-to talk..."

"Hmm, about what?"

Dante lowered his head back down to kiss and lick at Nero's neck, his other hand sliding down to his belt buckle. The kid's breathing increased as fingers unclasped the fastening of his leather belt, his back unconsciously arching at the touch. He panted heavily as Dante popped open the button on his blue jeans and dragged down the zipper, the elder's fingers trailing back up to the waistband of his black boxers.

"A-About the..." Nero gasped as Dante's fingers gently tickled the trail of soft white hair below his navel. "The Incubus... about Vince..."

"I told ya babe," Dante murmured. "He's just a guy. I only want you."

The teen was about to respond, but all he could do was moan as his lover's hand crept inside his boxers to grasp his manhood. It wasn't until that moment Nero realised how turned on he was, his moans suddenly increasing in volume as Dante's warm hand started stroking and squeezing. It may have been the effects of the Incubus still running through his system, but he didn't care as he spun round in his mate's arms and crushed their lips together. The older hunter closed his eyes as he felt Nero's lips mesh against his, his free arm snaking around his slim waist. He deepened the kiss slowly, licking the teen's lips and eventually pushing into the moist cavern that lay beyond.

The glowing blue claws of Nero's demonic arm laced through Dante's silvery locks, tangling strands around the digits and fisting as he pulled his head further down. A low groan sounded from Dante as Nero ground their hips together, the straining bulge in the red leather forcing a smirk across the younger's lips. A little aggressively, he shoved the elder back against the wall, slipping a knee between his thighs and forcing a louder groan from the man. Nero smiled alluringly as he observed the lustful look in Dante's ice blue orbs, the need for sex beginning to cloud both of their judgements.

"I take it you don't need to talk anymore?" asked the older male.

The younger snickered. "Damn right."

Within seconds, they were kissing again, their intense lip lock spreading a feeling like wild fire through both men. Dante walked Nero over to one of the couches, pushing his lover back into the red leather and straddling his hips. He ground against him, his eyes sliding shut at the lustful moan emitted by the man beneath him. The teen reached up with both hands and pushed Dante's red leather trench coat over his shoulders, attending to the buckles across his chest as the coat was discarded. He pulled down the zipper on his black leather shirt, sliding the ribbed blue flesh of his Devil Bringer along the elder male's exposed chest.

Dante smirked, lowering his head and taking the zip of Nero's red hoodie between his teeth before dragging it slowly down. With his mate's help, he removed it along with the navy tank top and immediately lavished the pale skin revealed to him with his lips and tongue. Nero moaned loudly, claws digging into Dante's lightly tanned flesh as he tore the black shirt from his lover's muscular body. His moans were silenced with a kiss, eyes closing as he felt hands tug his jeans and boxers down over his hips. He bucked up into the man above him, rubbing his arousal against Dante's leather clad thigh and feeling electric sensations coursing through him. He panted heatedly as Dante broke their kiss to strip off his trousers, his erection twitching with excitement when he saw the man wore nothing underneath. This was nothing unusual; the perverted demon hunter often went commando and Nero couldn't understand why he was reacting so strongly. However, his lust clouded mind pushed all coherent thought from his brain as Dante kissed him again, their hardened lengths rubbing together.

"Fuck you're horny aren't you?" Dante murmured.

"So are y-you," Nero moaned.

The elder chuckled. "Babe, I'm always horny. You however..."

He choked back a moan as Nero's devil arm snaked down between their bodies and wrapped around both of their erections, stroking them together roughly. Forgetting the whole thing, Dante buried his face into the kid's neck, licking over his pulse as he enjoyed the ministrations of the arousing warmth from his mate's Devil Bringer. Both men moaned erotically as Nero sped up the pace of his hand, pumping harder and squeezing their heads together. Dante shifted his weight so he could place a hand over Nero's, his fingers gently brushing against blue talons before touching the hard, heated flesh beneath. He forced the teen to pump faster, his breathing becoming erratic as he listened to the loud, masculine groaning from his lover.

Dante gently thrust his hips forward into Nero's grasp, creating more friction that excited the hot coil tightening below his navel. With his free hand, he took Nero by the chin and brought their lips together, kissing him softly and smiling against his lips as human fingers wound into his white hair. He deepened the kiss moments later, their tongues tangling together in the humid warmth between them as their strokes become rougher and more desperate. Both men thrust their hips together, Nero's back arching as pleasure overwhelmed his senses and sent him soaring to heights he swore only Dante could know where to lead. Dante released him from the kiss, shifting and sucking lightly on his earlobe as he forced Nero's devil hand to keep going.

"D-Dante..." Nero moaned. "I... I'm close..."

"Keep going," Dante grunted.

"Shit... I'm s-so... fuck..."

He moaned into his mate's ear. "Nero..."

The teen felt a long shudder penetrate his entire body, a burning sensation in his nerves causing his skin to flush with heat. His azure eyes tinted with red as he felt his climax approaching, his demonic arm flickering wildly as he held back his Trigger. Both men moaned loudly as they came together, hot fluid searing across their chests and creating a sticky mess between them. Dante panted as his hips pumped shallowly, his eyes closed from the warming sensation still aroused from his partner's arm. However, Nero hadn't softened one bit and his mind was still hazy, his devil side demanding to take his lover. It had been jealous seeing all of Dante's previous lovers, whether there had been nothing between them or not and it craved possession.

Dante raised his head to observe his mate, his nose still burning with the scent of arousal from the man beneath him. He gasped sharply as Nero flipped them over, pressing him back into the red leather couch and rubbing his still erect manhood against his abdomen. The elder moaned softly, stroking through Nero's hair with both hands. His human reasoning was confused as to why the younger male was acting in such a way, but his devil half ordered him to ignore it. Yes, it was unusual for Nero to still be aroused immediately after an orgasm, but where was he to refuse something when it was offered? His devil side's argument won as he felt Nero nip at his neck and slowly stroke his member, his eyes sliding shut as he submitted.

Nero smirked against Dante's neck as he felt his strong body relax beneath him. He had only topped once before in their relationship and it was something the elder had not objected to. He pressed two blue digits against Dante's lips, his mate getting the idea and sucking them into his mouth. The teen moaned softly, lowering his head to lick across his muscular chest as he felt a talented tongue entwine around his talons. He withdrew the fingers after a few moments, creating a wet trail along Dante's torso until he slipped them between the elder's legs to tease his entrance. The elder part devil sighed contentedly, gently bucking his hips down against the fingers as they tested his patience. Nero smirked and licked along the throbbing blue vein on the underside of his cock, enjoying the taste of salty fluids that gathered near the tip.

"Hurry up Nero," Dante moaned, threading his fingers through the teen's hair.

"Hmm, want me that badly?" Nero teased.

"You know that all too well."

Performing to his lover's wishes, Nero slowly slipped his fingers past the tight ring of muscle and into the velvet heat that lay beyond. Soft pants and groans escaped Dante's lips as the younger male stretched him gently, each thrust of his claws getting painfully close to his prostate. At once, his hips arched up off the couch and he moaned wantonly, stars splashing his vision as Nero hit the sweet spot inside him.

"Oh shit..." he panted. "Oh please Nero... fuck me..."

Nero chuckled. "Now who's horny?"

"Both of us, just do it, please!"

The kid withdrew his fingers. "Turn over."

Not caring how desperate he felt at the mercy of his younger partner, Dante rolled over onto his front, a shuddering gasp breaking his voice as his hardened shaft rubbed against the cool leather of the sofa. Nero gently kissed along Dante's muscular shoulder blades, moulding their bodies together and rubbing his strong thighs with both hands.

"Remember Dante," Nero's voice was laced with lust as he positioned himself at his mate's entrance. "You're mine."

He thrust in heavily, Dante moaning loudly as his prostate was hit head on. He rested his head on his folded arms, eyes closed and heavy grunts escaping his lips with each roll of Nero's hips. The only other time he had been topped by the younger was when he decided to teach him how; then, the kid had been very inexperienced and it had taken time to show him what not to do. Now, it seemed his lessons had paid off and Dante felt like rethinking how often they would switch positions in the bedroom.

"You like this, huh?" asked Nero as he licked behind Dante's ear. "All of me, thrusting into you like this?"

"Oh," Dante purred. "You've... ah-been around me... t-too long..."

He trailed off with a wanton moan as Nero picked up a bruising pace, slamming repeatedly into his prostate until their bodies slid together perfectly with their sweat. Dante reached behind with one arm to grasp Nero's buttocks, rocking his hips backwards to meet his motions and bringing them harder together. Even on the bottom, he preferred to set the pace, no matter how much Nero wanted to be in control. He growled possessively as Nero tried to fight him for dominance, arching his back as his lover slipped in deeper and set his nerves ablaze. His growls quickly became moans again, his fingers tightening their grip on the cheek of Nero's ass and leaving red marks.

Nero's devil side purred as he sat back a little, watching as he pumped his arousal in and out of Dante's firm backside. His rubbed circles into the older man's lower back with his human hand, increasing the pace once again. He felt his lover's muscles working as he bucked his hips back to meet his thrusting, moans escaping his own lips as he felt his second release forming. He pressed the ribbed palm of his devil arm against Dante's back, pushing up along his flesh until he could fist his claws in his white mop. He shoved the elder's head against the red cushions, lowering his head to lick along his neck up to his ear.

"Fuck Nero," Dante moaned. "You really... f-fuck..."

"Who belongs to you?" Nero demanded, slowing his thrusts a little but keeping them hard.

"Hmm... you do, baby... ah yes...!"

"And who do you belong to?"

The elder moaned again. "Ah... y-you!"

"Then say it Dante, say my name. Let me hear you!"

"N-Nero... ah-Nero!"

Nero's devil side purred with satisfaction at that, hearing Dante's responding immediately. He picked up the pace again, his human hand travelling back to his hip and digging his nails in harshly as he slammed into the muscular body beneath him. Dante was practically screaming with desire, releasing Nero's buttocks in favour for pumping himself to the spine breaking rhythm. He moaned his mate's name with every thrust, his voice occasionally catching in his throat as he felt his second climax approaching. He bit his lip as Nero sunk his teeth into his neck, not wanting to give his younger lover the full satisfaction of seeing him come completely undone. However as he felt his hard pounding become erratic, he failed to control himself.

"Ah fuck... NERO!" he screamed.

He came hard over his hand and the couch, feeling a burning fluid enter him moments later as Nero followed. Dante sighed shakily and collapsed against the leather cushions, the weight of Nero pressed over him feeling comforting as pleasure still soothed his body. The younger hunter pushed himself up slightly, planting several soft kisses on the elder's neck.

"I love you," he whispered.

Dante smiled. "Love you too Nero," he replied.

Nero kissed him again. "I think we showed who we belong to."

"Yeah, I can certainly agree with that."

Both men jumped slightly at the sound of a female voice interrupting them, their heads turning to the double doors of the office. Lady stood there with a smirk on her lips, her sunglasses resting on top of her head and Kalina Ann standing up on the floor beside her. Nero groaned as his cheeks flushed a deep scarlet, burying his face into Dante's damp hair. The elder hunter grinned at the huntress, not caring that she could quite clearly see that his lover was still inside him with cum oozing down his thighs.

"You wanted something?" he asked, casually.

"Just checking to see if you found that Incubus Trish told you about," the brunette replied.

"We checked. Found nothing though."

"I see. Well, at least you tried. I explained to the police that I had someone working on the job, so if someone else is killed, they're going to leave the scene for you to see after they've done their inspections."

"Am I still going to get paid?"

"If you bring them the culprit, yes."

Dante nodded. "Anything else?"

"Yes. Lock the doors if you're going to do that down here."

"I always said you should knock first."

She smirked. "I'll shoot you if I see something like this again."

The half devil snorted. "Okay, okay! I'll lock the damn doors."

"Good," Lady flipped her shades back down. "Be seeing you."

She picked up her rocket launcher and rested it back over her shoulders, leaving the Devil May Cry office. Dante chuckled, reaching back with one hand and ruffling Nero's soft hair. The teen groaned into his neck, but he felt too exhausted to move.

"Don't worry kid," he assured him. "She's seen it before."

"After I've had some sleep, I'm so going to kick your ass, old man," Nero grumbled.

Unfortunately for Nero, Vince is very strong and can make you horny with a handshake... more on the way soon, hopefully I'll get writing quicker this time!