Truth, Dare and Demons

Nero had decisions to make, one of them was what the hell was he thinking risking his relationship with Kyrie over the half-demon son of Sparda... Dante was obvious about wanting him in bed, but that didn't mean he wanted anything else. Nero couldn't really see the guy as the type to settle down. Nero found himself wondering if he wanted that either, and then made another decision, he was over thinking this. What he actually wanted and needed was a fuck or to be fucked. With that in mind he grabbed his coat and went off to the bar for a drink.

The JD and coke sat on the bar, it was one over many he'd had over the course of the evening but not enough for him to be drunk. Nero stood up, paid up the toll and then headed out into the evening air. He was still thinking about events and the call when he walked into the back of Dante, the son of Sparda looked around and chuckled.

“Magnetised by my charms too now huh?”

Nero looked at him, and rolled his eyes, a typically cheesy line from Dante and when Dante laughed about his expression, it was rich on Nero's ears, Nero didn't get time to say another word however as the familiar glow on his arm light both of their faces, Dante didn't seem to look any less relaxed but his eyes quickly scanned the street, Nero's hand moved to Blue Rose and the two of them knew something was close and watching them ready to attack.

“Park, we can't risk a fight here.” Nero muttered, taking out half the neighbourhood whilst people slept was a little unfair on the people in the houses. They split up and run around the block into the park, Dante's red coat billowed in the wind as he hopped up into the middle of the merry-go-round and scanned for the intruder/s, Nero relied on the strange glow, watching it slowly getting brighter.

When the floor beneath them erupted it threw Dante up into the air, the large mole-like demon threw the playground installations across the area. Dante flipped in the air, landing on it's back. Nero dodged the slide as it came towards him, arm up in defence and then shot at the thing as it finally surfaced. Dante slid down it's back and ran out of range, collecting the base of the merry-go-round and using it as a Frisbee at the blasted thing.

Nero flipped Blue Rose around, and aimed as the demon's head was pushed back with the force, the bullet whizzed through the air and landed in the left eye-socket. With a howl of pain the creature's skull exploded, cursing them both as it was sucked back down into the bowels of the hell it had erupted from; leaving a half-destroyed playground and two hunters relieved it was game over.

“Well crud.” Nero muttered, he turned the slide back over and put it back into its rightful place.

“Screw the fixings.” Dante grabbed his hand, and started to drag him back towards the DMC. “Come on.”

They were kissing each other before the door was even open, Dante pulled him in by his hoodie as their lips locked together, his hand shoving open the door as they both slid into the shop. The little bell went as they crossed the threshold, Nero smirked against his lips but didn't get time to make a comment as the door was hastily bolted and he was pushed back against the pool table.

“Slow.. down.” Nero gasped, he hadn't even had time to talk to him.

“Talk later.” Dante muttered, he pushed Nero's coat off his shoulders, lips kissing over the bare skin as his hands moved to the distinctive rose belt.

“Dante please...” Nero protested, this wasn't the way he wanted it to go down, even if he was getting really excited by him.

“If I stop you're going to find reason after reason to keep stalling the inevitable.” Dante grumbled, it was blunt and to the point, his white bangs were hiding his eyes as he looked down fiddling with the belt. “So I can either give you what you're after or... you go home and quit coming around here with your internal childish arguments.”

Nero looked at him, watching as his hands deftly undid his trousers, he was already getting hard and he knew Dante was right... it was just... so hard to commit to this and think about the next day. If nothing changed between them he knew he would be confused, because to him this was important. Dante would be his first experience and he was male.

“It's my fir...” Nero clamped up, he was going to make a complete fucking idiot of himself. Dante looked up at him, his eyes meeting his, he licked his lips and smiled softly. “I just made your day didn't I?” He meekly voiced.

“Oh no Nero.” Dante smiled. “I am about to make your evening, just say yes.”

“Yes?” Nero shakily responded, his voice betraying that he wanted him even if he was scared of what would happen. “Yes.”