This party was much better. The three of them sat at a private table, drinking and drinking. Kat passed out after about four drinks.
"Guess she really wasn't a fatass after all." Dante took a swig of his beer.
"Yeah, simply put, she's kind of a twig. She fits in a sack pretty well." Vergil was definitely the drunkest Dante had ever seen him.
"What do you mean she fits in a sack pretty well?"
"Well, one time - I found her passed out on the floor of a nightclub. It seems she was wandering around in spirit form, but her physical body was still in the club. I couldn't wake her up, and I couldn't take her out of the club because I was afraid people would recognize her. So, I just put her in a black bag and carried her out."
"Vergil. What the fuck?" Vergil nodded slowly and in a drunken stupor got up and went to the edge of the rooftop. Dante, curious, followed him. They both leaned of the side of the banister, gazing out at the city. Vergil eyed Dante's neck. Dante had loosened his tie a bit, and his white shirt was slightly untucked in the back. Vergil put his drink down on the barstool next to them.
"Dante."
Dante turned to him, eyes slightly glazed, and smiled in a dopey way. Suddenly Vergil lightly cupped Dante's chin with his gloved hand, and moved his face ever so slightly towards Dante's lips. He moved slowly, testing how Dante would react. Dante didn't move. Vergil lips lightly grazed Dante's, and they stood there for a moment, Vergil cupping Dante's chin, when Dante pulled away.
"Vergil - hey, uh -"
"Dante do you trust me?" Vergil still held Dante's chin in his gossamer grasp.
"Uh yeah Verge."
"Then kiss me." Dante, eyes paralyzed on Vergil's face, moved closer, and like positive and negative magnets hovered disconnected, they suddenly snapped together. Vergil engulfed his brother with kisses, slipping his hands underneath Dante's untucked shirt. Dante's fingers were running a mile a minute through his brother's white hair, and suddenly Dante shoved Vergil away. Vergil was shocked momentarily, but quickly smiled when he saw his brother lunge at him in wanton lust. Dante's eyes reddened with madness. He was saw the roughness and the callousness with which Dante fucked. Dante lunged at him.
"Dante, don't think you can overpower me in this one." Vergil took a stance. Dante leapt at him, and Vergil opened a warp way immediately behind them. Dante's eyes opened wide in shock, but it was too late to stop his momentum. They tumbled through the dark warp passage, kicking, and clawing for each other. Suddenly the fell into a pool of water. Vergil had emptied the warp directly above the pool. The both came up for air, suits soaked. Dante ripped of his shirt and aggressively moved towards Vergil. He backed Vergil to the side of the pool, humping roughly, and passionately kissing the side of Vergil's neck.
Vergil opened another warp way, and they tumbled through it, landing in the parking garage. Needless to say, Vergil got to the drivers seat first as Dante stumbled about, absorbing the shock of the fall.
"Get your ass in here. I want to ravage it when we get home." Dante seemed a little bit nervous for a moment, and then his cocky attitude quickly washed it away. He smirked, and hoped in the passenger seat.
"You always get what you want anyway." Vergil smiled. Indeed he did. And what he wanted now was his half angel, half demon brother. And he wanted to make him sing.