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Claiming Destiny	By : trowacko Category: +A through F > Devil May Cry Views: 2801 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Claiming
Destiny

Vergil/Dante. NC17. bondage.

Two worlds ended; they just hadn't finished dying yet

The gateway between the two worlds had torn the sky to shreds. Part of it shone
with the same dull yellow Dante remembered growing up while odd stripes
overlaid it with the vortex that remained solely part of the demon world. It
was much like himself, Dante laughed silently - human world and demon world
mixed and at much at war with each other like the two universes remained.
Except the war spilled between the worlds, dividing families and nations alike
when the spawn had begun spreading like wildfire. The second year the devils
had infiltrated had brought an astonishing number of halflings. What had been more
shocking was the alarming number that had been chosen births - parents who
should have been divided and instead had fallen in love. With them, they had
unwittingly brought about the end of any hope the portals had of closing. Two
worlds ended; they just hadn't finished dying yet.

Years of chaos passed while Dante had tried in vain to bring about a semblance
of order. Instead of order, he'd found his brother, who had laid claim to a
large territory that remained the source of fear for the provinces that
surrounded it. He'd found his brother, but he hadn't found an ally. The battle
that had sparked between them raged for days, each feeding the other power and
countless wounds until it was Dante who finally fell to become his brother's
prisoner.

"Brother?" he asked himself quietly. He shook his head and
remembered. "Vergil."

"Yes, Vergil," the demon answered as he crossed the room.

The man was a mirror image, walking to match Dante enough times that it had
confused him. He didn't always like himself like this, but no matter how much
he scolded himself for it, he could never be free of this darker side, this
demon who warred with his humanity. How had he ever gotten so divided? he
wondered for the millionth time. Oh, but he did love what his darker side could
do to him no matter how confusing it was at times, he could love himself as
though he had a lover.

"Do you feel... that?" Vergil asked cupping Dante's erection through
the worn red trousers. Dante leaned back and thrust against the gentle nudge.

"My hand," he whispered with a small smile.

"I'll show you the mirror trick," Vergil returned with a grin. What
had begun as a method of ridding himself of the last person in either world who
could have thwarted him ended up being the most amusing plaything the
half-devil could have hoped to possess.

Dante walked next to the bed where a huge mirror had been set up. Along its
edges extended an intricate design of wood and metal interlaced with fine
chains and larger links. For a moment the former devil hunter regarded the
array before slipping his wrists into a set of thinner manacles that could be
raised to hold his arms above his head. Vergil walked behind him obligingly and
looped the line through a different slot that forced Dante to lean forward with
his hips restrained by a simple bar. His ankles were secured with another set
that rested against the floor, putting the man on display for himself and
anyone else in the room. If there was anything else except him and his mirror
image, that was.

"Don't forget--"

"--to speak," Dante finished with a slight grin that reflected his
old self much better. "I forgot to take--"

"--my clothes off." Vergil reached around his brother's body and
undid buttons and ties until the man stood as naked as he could without undoing
the bindings. He walked to the nightstand and returned with a small jar of oil
that he opened to roll his fingertips in until they were properly coated. He
listened intently to his brother as his fingers worked into an ass as firm as
his own. Thrusting his fingers into Dante really was like seeing someone do the
same to him that he shivered along with his brother when his fingers were
buried.

"Kiss?"
Dante breathed, writhing in his bonds as Vergil pumped into him with practiced
motions. Kisses rained down the back of his neck and over his shoulders. He
could feel his body writhing, responding to the phantom touches over his skin.
The air in the room felt heavier, and he gladly gasped his gratitude, yanking
on the chains just to hear them rattle. "Don't forget--"

"--the front, yes," Vergil agreed. His slicked fingers grasped
Dante's cock, squeezing it while pulling the others free at the same time.

"Fuck me," Dante whimpered, staring at his reflection. Something hard
brushed against his ass.

"Fuck--"

"--me," Dante begged of his reflection. Impatience made the spiraling
sensation culminate around his cock and sink deeper into his gut.
"Please."

Vergil was fast losing any semblance of control and reality watching Dante
watching him. He wasn't sure anymore which voice was his and which belonged to
the man bound in front of him. An interminable time later it seemed, he finally
sank himself into the bound man. Identical groans milked into the air, one
ending in a soft cry as he was filled.

Da--

--gil...

Two bodies writhed together, their mating punctuated between gasps and soft
whimpers. Around them, nothing else existed and time stood still. Vergil thrust
himself forward, feeling the recoil of Dante rebounding from the bar in front
of him, echoes of fucking and being fucked. His hands held his brother captive,
bound against flesh just as Dante was held by metal. The lust building between
them fed both their bodies with dark satisfaction and its force was too
powerful to be without. Feeling his mirror image like this, watching his stony
expression next to Dante's face drawn down in exquisite agony, he knew what
love was.

Love was claiming what was always yours.
*just
because it comes from the mind of a wacko, doesn't necessarily mean it's insane*
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