There's No Turning Back Now

Dante woke up with a groan. His head was pounding and his body ached. The last thing he could recall was that he was in the middle of a call. He was fending off, or at least attempting to fend off a bunch of Blades. What those creatures lacked in size they certainly made up for in attitude. Those things were nasty, like Velociraptors on crack. They tore him up pretty good, his clothes were ripped, he had cuts on his body…speaking of his body, Dante now realized there to be a draft in the room. Opening his eyes for the first time since he woke, he focused his vision only to find that he was in the buff. “Shit,” he cursed and went to get up, but only found himself to be restrained.

“Ah, so you’ve finally woken.”

Dante stilled at the voice for a second and then growled, thrashing wildly as he strained to free himself from his bonds. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

“Fuck? Really now, Dante, that horny are we? Well, I think I can remedy that,” Vergil stepped out from the shadows, her perfect form seeming to emerge from it like a snake about to strike. His eyes were hungry as he stared at his brother, eating him in silence before he spoke again. “I’ve waited for this for a long time,”

Dante thrashed about until her felt heaviness on his chest. Opening his eyes he realized it was Vergil, having stripped off his pants and straddled him. “Get the fuck off me!”

A wicked smirk formed on Vergil’s lips. “Get off? Oh no dear brother, you see,” he said, shoving a finger roughly into Dante’s opening causing the demon hunter to scream. “This is only the beginning,” Two fingers, three fingers, four fingers, his entire hand soon disappeared up Dante’s orifice. “There’s no turning back now, little brother,” Vergil purred, roughly taking out his hand.

Dante would have screamed had he not already lost his voice to the rough intrusion of Vergil’s fist. He felt little butterfly kisses being planted on his chest, his collar bone, his chin and finally upon his lips. When his brothers cold, snake like tongue entered his mouth his mind told him to bite down, but there was a part of him that prevented him from doing that. Instead, Dante found that he willingly opened himself up to Vergil, and it was for the first time that he realized he wanted his brother to fuck him, and fuck him hard.

Vergil grinned as he noticed his brother’s arousal, knowing what Dante wanted. He suckled Dante’s neck while taking his erection in his hands and squeezing it, causing Dante to moan. “You like that huh?” he asked, doing the same motion a few more times.

“Fuck Verge,”

“Say it, Dante,” Vergil rubbed his hard cock against Dante’s, causing a delightful but somewhat painful friction between them.

Dante again moaned. “Verge I…”

“Tell me what you want,” Vergil jerked Dante’s cock, bringing him to the edge but not letting him cum.

Dante threw his head back panting heavily, sweat slicking his brow. “I want you to fuck me Vergil! I want your cock inside me!”

Vergil grinned and without another word he pummeled into his brother, moving in and out of him at a rapid pace until he finally buried himself to the hilt and Dante felt his brothers cock twitch inside him, filling him with its seed. Dante came a few moments later and the two brothers collapsed on the bed.

Vergil undid Dante’s bonds, all the while kissing his brother gently. “So,” he said, gathering Dante in his arms once he was freed. “Did you enjoy that?”

Dante nodded and nuzzled into his brothers embrace. “Yeah,” he murmured. “But next time I come back from a call, I want to be the dominant one,”

Vergil chuckled and shook his head, holding Dante close as they were both lured off to sleep.