'I'll Hold You True'

//flashback//

Vergil held a gold dress shirt up against Dante. He cocked his head slightly to the side, trying to imagine him wearing it to see if it would suit his physique or not. Dante swiped the offending garment away in disdain.

“You must be fucking joking Verge. I’d look like a fucking clown gone wrong in this piece of shit.” He grabbed the sleeve and shook it slightly for emphasis.

“No Dante, it would give you some class, a sense of style.” He sighed as he hung the article back on the rack.

They had been in the same shop for the past two hours, searching meticulously for the right outfit for Dante to wear to a wedding they had been invited to. They had refused profusely to go at first; throwing every excuse they could at their old friend, but she had been very…persistent. NEVER get on the wrong side of a hormonal woman. Poor Dante.

So far Dante had picked out his shoes and a pair of black corduroy jeans, the closest he was going to go to suit trousers. He would be damned if he was wearing a suit. Evil creation.

Vergil rummaged through the shirts on the rails trying to find the perfect top for his brother to wear. Nothing too slouchy or over-the-top. He finally pulled one out he thought would be suitable. It was a cotton shirt with tribal designs embroidered on the cuffs and collar.

“Dante.” He called the younger who was staring at himself in one of the full-length mirrors on the other side of the shop, grinning and turning in different directions to make sure he looked as hot from every angle. He rolled his eyes and showed him the shirt.

“Good choice V. Suppose I should try this lot on then.”

In the changing room Vergil’s patience had wore out. How long does it take a person to put a pair of trousers, shoes and a shirt on?

“Dante get a move on.” Vergil called angrily

“Yeah yeah I’m coming.” Finally the curtain drew back and Dante stepped out, hands on hips. “Well, whaddya think?” He put his arms out to the side and twirled in a circle.

“Nice.”

“Is that all? Nice. Not sexy, drop dead gorgeous, charming?” He replaced his hands back on his hips looking pensive.

Vergil smirked and stared at the other for a few seconds longer before shoving him back in to the cubical. He stepped in after him and quickly drew the curtain again. Turning, he pinned Dante to the wall as a sudden flame of lust sparked in his eyes.

“Fucking gorgeous babe.” Vergil said lustfully, licking his lips.

Dante’s eyes grew. “Did you just…” He was cut off when his brother smashed their lips together in a fierce kiss. The elder pushed his body against Dante’s and pinned his arms above his head as he sought entrance in to the others mouth. The younger complied and started a battle with their tongues, both trying to be victorious. When Dante wouldn’t succumb to him, Vergil grunted and tilted his head more to the side so he could deepen his kiss.

Dante finally gave in and pulled back in order to get some air. Vergil gave him no leeway and instantly started to trail his tongue across his lips, down his chin, neck and stopped to bite his collarbone, bruising it with love. His hands released his brothers as he brought them down and started to unbutton the new shirt, careful not to damage it in any way.

Vergil licked and kissed every part of his brother’s chest as it was revealed bit by bit until the shirt fell silently to the floor. He ran his hands devilishly over his chest and abs feeling the muscle rippling beneath his skilled hands before dancing his fingers lightly over his sides, over his tickle spots.

Dante’s smile threatened to turn in to a fit of giggles as his brother hit particularly ticklish spots, making his sides twitch under the treatment. His eyes suddenly closed as a wave of pleasure hit him feeling the elder’s mouth capture a nipple between his teeth.

Vergil gave equal consideration to his brother’s nips, licking, sucking, and grazing to ensure maximum pleasure. Dante moaned loudly when he felt the elder twin blow on his wet nipples, freezing them instantly and sending shockwaves of ecstasy down to his cock.

When Dante felt the twinge he threw his arms out and punched the walls before twisting his fingers roughly in Vergil’s hair and dropping his head forward to his ear, “Fuck Verge, you’re making me hard.” He whispered.

“Err is everything alright in there sir?” An assistant called suddenly as she walked up to the curtain curious of the banging on the walls and the moans of pleasure.

“FINE.” Dante’s head shot up as he called quickly and very suspiciously. “Yeah I’m fine, just…” he looked to his brother for help who just smirked, loving the awkward position his brother had been put in. “Just trying to get my trousers off.” He grimaced as Vergil’s elegant eyebrow rose.

“Do you need any he…?”

“I got it thanks.” He waited a few seconds until she had moved away and dropped his head back against the wall and sighed as he untangled his fingers and watched his brother stand up straight to face him. “That was close V.”

“What’s wrong Dante? Scared of being a little adventurous?” Vergil cooed, running his fingers through the others hair seductively.

“I live for being adventurous bro…adventure is my middle name, but this is fucking crazy.” He smirked and laughed gently. “I love it.”

The younger pressed his forefinger to Vergil’s lips as he went to kiss him again. “But I got a crazier idea. Go buy this shit and meet me outside and I’ll take you to the party.” He winked and quickly kissed him before pushing him out of the changing room. He laughed to himself. This was going to be fun.

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Thanks for all the reviews so far...i'm a happy bunny!!

Thanks again to The_Dark_Knight for beta-ing

Sorry about the wrong sword thing in the first chapter. I didn't realise it was Rebellion until i actually played on it...I usually just watch my friend playing it, and tried to write from memory. Those who know me will know my memory is about as good as holding water in a sieve!!! My deepest apologies xXx