Truth, Dare and Demons

Dante helped Nero up from the pool table, leading him up to his flat via the undone belt and Nero followed him without further protest. The red coat always gave him away and Nero smiled as he let go of the belt and threw the coat on the hook at the back wall, for some reason seeing that thing always served to make him feel better these days, unlike their first meeting.

Nero was pushed softly until he fell back on the double bed, Dante leant over the younger hunter and kissed him, the kiss was passionate and Nero realised that until now it hadn't really held a great deal of meaning either. The fooling around hadn't meant much, this was different, Nero was committing a sin with him, a very taboo one and that just made it feel better somehow.

Dante's hand ran over Nero's jeans, rubbing over his groin and flipping the buttons with his thumb as he did. Nero's attention turned to what he was doing, his heart was pounding as he anticipated the moment his now fully erect cock would be released; with deft hands the son of Sparda peeled down his jeans and boxer shorts in one go, Nero's cock was rigid as it twitched and bounced with its newly given freedom. 

Dante's lips kissed around his belly button, down towards his cock and kissed the tip as he got his own clothes off, at the same time he did Nero stripped out of the hoody and muscle shirt, Dante smirked and pinned his legs open. Nero gasped, he was exposed and nervous about it. Dante kissed inside his thigh, light kisses that teased over his sensitive skin, his tongue licked up along Nero's hefty shaft and then swallowed the head listening to the hiss if pleasure from his partner. Dante wanted him needy enough to enjoy that first entry, his fingers played over his balls, Nero muttered a couple of obscenities as he did so.

Dante let the sweet torment of his mouth lead Nero into a pleasurable beg for more, he moved to get the lube from the side table. His fingers were slicked up and Nero arched up as two of them slipped into his ass, he writhed around as Dante tried to get a comfortable position for them both and slowly spread his fingers, trying to get him to relax enough so that he would be able to take his cock easier. Nero groaned, the demonic hand going into Dante's white hair, urging him to fit his wet mouth back around his cock.

Dante complied, his teeth lightly scraping along the turgid muscle, leaving Nero covered in a light sheen of sweat and as he pulled his fingers from his ass Nero let out a whimper at the empty feeling. Dante moved, his own thick length resting against Nero's thigh, he leant over and began to slick up. Nero watched, suddenly worrying that he might have been a little hasty with his desires, Dante's erection looked huge. 

"I think I've..." Nero was silenced as Dante pinned both of his arms down and pushed to his asshole, the entrance was tight and Nero tensed up which meant Dante paused and looked into his eyes. "Dante please!" Nero wriggled under him.

"I told you already," he shifted closer, "say yes and you did. Now breath out as I push in, and for fucks sake relax."

Nero closed his eyes, Dante wouldn't hurt him, even when they fought he held back, he could trust him he was sure of it... Dante pushed against him, his cock teasing through the resisting muscles, that first sensation of slipping his head through into the tight flesh was fantastic. Nero hissed, it was an unnatural feeling to have him entering him, it was partially painful but then Dante pushed again and he was filled with his Dante's cock-head and shaft... Nero groaned, his hands fisting up as he felt that initial painful push.

"Oh fuck me you feel good." Dante gasped, it had been some time since he'd slept with another man and he really didn't remember the feeling being that damned rewarding either.

Nero was still for a moment, he was shocked, Dante had totally taken charge of the situation and now here he was pinned under him, ass violated and his own cock was so hard and needy that he was embarrassed. Dante didn't care, his cock was buried as far into the younger hunter as he could get and he could smell Nero's deodorant as he started to lightly sweat with the nerves and excitement. Yes, this was damned good fun and it was taking all of his willpower not to just wildly fuck him. Dante had to be patient, it was a reward he'd claim later.

"Fuck!" Nero yelped when Dante did move, even with lube it felt tight and even if he could heal fast he wasn't sure he wanted to invite Dante to make him that sore.

Dante moved slowly, letting the lube coat them both from the inside, Nero's inner muscles were hot and tight, and Dante moved his hands from Nero's arms to let him get some breathing space. His hips gently worked so his cock slipped back and forth, threatening to leave his ass before pushing into him again. It didn't take too long for the pain to be forgotten thanks to the sensations overtaking them of pleasure. Dante's hips worked, firm and steady, his hand moving to stroke over Nero's strained and swollen erection.

When Nero came it was unexpected on both of them, Nero's cock throbbed and pulsed as Dante's cock brushed over his prostate slightly. It was a chance happening but as Nero's climax came heavy and quickly Dante's cock was crushed by the tight feeling. Dante groaned, it felt good, he didn't care that it wasn't going to last that long this time either. Dante was splashed with the white cum and leant over, kissing him he thrust his hips those few last times to bring himself to climax and filled Nero's ass with it. Nero groaned, he was a little sore, the hot fluid making it sting a little and then Dante pulled free.

“Ah gods!” Nero could sense he was already leaking fluids as Dante pulled away, with a kiss from the son of Sparda he was left laying down and out on the bed.

“Heavenly.” Dante smirked, his white hair stuck around the sides of his face.