Truth, Dare and Demons | By : RenoTurk Category: +A through F > Devil May Cry Views: 5261 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Nero was half-dragged through the side door, he didn't ask how Dante had known it was open. He was after Dante's all consuming desire, even if it wasn't truly love being touched by him, it was enough right now. Dante looked around, smirked, and then muttered that they were in luck, the place seemed empty enough.
“What if someone comes in?” Nero suddenly thought about what they were doing. Was this really the place ... “I mean it might really offend the priest.”
“Nero when you die, just like me... the place of destination will be downstairs.” Dante looked at him in earnest. “So get over it, nothing you can do will save that. Might as well enjoy it whilst you got the chance.”
“I...” Nero looked down. “Had never thought of that before.”
“Oh give up, stop the dying puppy thing.” He opened the confessional booth door and grabbed Nero. He pushed him in and then locked the door. “Oh come now...” Dante slid in behind him, his hot breath on his ear. “Think about it, what if he does come through, can you be quiet and confess other sins whilst I pound your demonic ass in here?”
Nero didn't even need to turn around to know that sly grin was on his face, the older man was pushed up behind him and he felt Dante's hand move around so he could pop the rose-buckled belt. Nero's length was soon let out from his pants, Dante kissed his neck as his fingers undid the zip and then pulled him free to the air to stroke over him. Nero felt like he should be arguing it but as he got harder to the touch all thoughts of protest were gone, and Dante was right, they were part-demon, already damned, why not make the most of it? They were doing their bit for humani... he gasped mid-way through the thought, Dante's thumb traced over the hole on his tip. He shuddered in response and pushed back against him.
His pants dropped around his knees, the flushed expression was hidden by the fact he was facing away from Dante. Nero groaned, Dante's fingers were curled around him, firm enough to be deliciously restrictive and yet still allowing him to rock back and forth. Nero's cock soon got very rigid, and Dante moved his hand, Nero turned ready to protest but it was in vain.
Dante pulled Nero's coat and hoodie down, trapping his arms in them and then pushed him forwards, his bare ass was exposed and Nero bit his lip. He didn't trust himself not to make too much noise, and he still wasn't that sure he would be happy to upset a priest if they were caught out thanks to his mouth. Dante softly chuckled, the punk was so predictable at times, but that was perfectly okay with him anyway. He used his own feet to kick Nero's wider, Nero was bent over, facing the confession booth wall, Dante behind him slid into the seat, still keeping his captive in place.
Dante rubbed his hand over the bare cheek of Nero's ass, the blue coat tails covering the other, making him look like half-unwrapped present. Unzipping his own trousers the son of Sparda gave a sigh of relief as his cock was freed from the tight confines of his trousers, thanks to how close he was his heft length hit Nero's bare cheek. Nero gave a soft moan, his memories of how good Dante felt inside him really hadn't gone away but the idea of another round was doing wonders for him too. His cock jerked and pre-cum spilled out of the end, Dante's hand went back to it and carried on softly stroking him.
“Don't... tease me fuck me.” Nero demanded.
Dante reached to his coat pocket, he pulled out the lube and spread it across his fingers, as he continued to stroke up and down his other hand, the fingers slipping into his tight ass. Nero's reaction was instant, he jerked as the fingers pushed into him deep and bit his lower lip, he wanted to moan but he wasn't sure he could avoid attracting attention if someone walked past. It also made him horny to think about being caught, he just wasn't sure if he was ready to be.
His legs were spread as best he could in the confined space, his ass pushed softly back against the invading fingers. He moaned, he needed so much more than those teasing digits, Dante knew it too and smirked as he pulled them free, leaving Nero's whispered begging lingering in the air for a short while. He was a happy man when he could hear someone begging for him and didn't have any qualms about admitting it.
Nero's ass was well lubed, Dante's cock was swollen and full as he pushed through the tight ring of muscles and into him. Both men were trying to remain as quiet as they could, but it wasn't easy, and Dante's thick and ample length pushed up into the tight walls which caused Nero to bite his lip. Dante had worked out his little lover could take quite the punishment and slammed harder into him from behind, how much would it take to hear him yell? He heard Nero's grunt, the pre-cum smeared the seat he was leaning over and the cool wood caused him to close his eyes and try not to moan out aloud.
It wasn't going to take long for Dante to come, he was hard and horny, and Nero's white hair covering his face didn't do enough to hide he was biting his lip, or the hitched breathing as he tried to stay quiet. With another tell tale bite into his lip and soft groan he tried to stifle Nero tightened up around Dante's cock and spent into his own hand.
Dante moaned, it was so good, he couldn't hold back and with a few last hard and deep thrusts he came inside him. One arm snaked around his lovers waist, holding him in as he finished his climax, enjoying the knowledge that Nero would have to walk home full of his seed. He pulled free and with a chuckle patted Nero's ass before pulling his pants up, tucking his cock back in and doing up the zip.
Nero stood up, he shakily got dressed and then waddled out of the booth behind Dante. The Priest at the altar seemed to feign a disinterest in the two men as they went out but Nero spotted that the guy in the dark robes was very much aware. He stacked books to one side, cocking his head slightly so he could glimpse them on the way out. Nero didn't like that the blue orbs on the dark figure centred on him not Dante, almost as if it was more of an accusation at the younger man's sin than the pair of them. He shuddered, and picked up the pace until they were well away from the church.
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