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One Sad Summer	By : Sapphirexkat2 Category: +A through F > Devil May Cry Views: 6725 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Devil May Cry game series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-One Sad Summer
- 2-Break from Home
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Title: One Sad Summer
Author: SapphirexKat2

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: SLASH! TWINCEST! Unbeta-ed
Pairing: Dante/Vergil

Summary: Dante sneaks into Vergil's room one night after being without him for too damn long

Author's Notes: sorry for the forever-long update. I felt bad since people liked this story. Important note: there will be a second version, with Vergil sneaking out to see Dante at home, and it will be Vergil/Dante (yes, dom!Vergil). I don't know when it will be up. Maybe in another 2,000 years? lol just kidding.
DISCLAIMER: Sparda's sons belong to CAPCOM. CAPCOM needs to make an unlockable where we can get dirty images of Dante and Vergil doing the nasty.... And Lady and Trish doing the nasty for the people who like girl on girl action.

A week and a half had passed since Vergil left, and Dante had had enough. The phone call three days ago hadn�t helped any, since all he could think about was Vergil whispering naughty things into his ear and telling him what to do. Dante wanted to touch him, to see him writhing in pleasure as Dante caressed his body and fucked him into oblivion. Yes, that was what he wanted, and he couldn�t very well do all those things when Vergil was five miles away from him, now could he?
Damn that summer program. It was Vergil�s fault for being so damn smart, and damn those authors of the books Vergil so loved to read! Well, Dante could have paid attention in class and picked up his twin�s studying habits to be placed in the same program, but Dante would rather have been trapped in Hell. Actually, no; scratch that last part because he�d rather be stuck with Vergil in the prison that they called �school� than separated from Vergil for an eternity, even if Hell was his second home.
Decision clearly made, he snuck out of their home when he was sure Eva was deep asleep. He should be back by morning, anyway. If he wasn�t, then Eva wouldn�t worry too much unless he�d miss dinner. Dante planned on making it home by then and with someone else in tow as well.

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Dante glared up at the university currently holding the legal summer program. It wasn�t held at the local high school, but at a college that was popular for its political science curriculum. Dante shuddered. The place looked rather ominous at night; he could only imagine what type of torture went on in there. The campus was huge, educating both undergraduate and graduate students. The buildings were brown during the day but looked black at night, even with the lampposts and lights left on inside.
�I�ll rescue you, Verge,� he whispered softly into the night. The only problem was, Dante didn�t know where to begin his search. He hadn�t paid attention during the fieldtrip there last semester.
He reached into the pocket of his favorite red trench coat and pulled out his cell phone. He could call Vergil, but then that would ruin the element of surprise. What to do?
The great things about a public, open campus was that there were no fences to jump, although he had to be wary of campus security. That just made his pulse race. Dante couldn�t remember the last time he�d crept around, looking to cause trouble. Maybe that was because his (reluctant) partner in crime was MIA? ...Did everything in Dante�s life have to revolve around Vergil? He certainly had a serious case of Vergil Complex. It was probably because he loved the arrogant bastard so much.
The first thing Dante had to do was figure out where the dorms were. He cursed.

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After wandering around for what seemed like a trillion hours, Dante finally spotted a building where several lights shone through the windows. Peering up at them, he could tell they weren�t offices because he could see hints of dorm furniture: a closet, a student stooped over a desk, falling half asleep, and lights shining from a curved desk lamp for those studying without disturbing their roommates. Dante was glad it wasn�t that cold that night; several of the windows and blinds were open, allowing him to look inside better.
Knowing Vergil, he�d probably still be awake reading or using his laptop. His knowledge of his better half didn�t fail him. Dante saw Vergil at the topmost window on the right; Vergil had his blinds open as well as the window, and his lights were on. Dante suddenly remembered that Vergil had requested a single during his stay. He couldn�t fight the grin that spread across his face.
It was almost as if Vergil had wanted him to do this. Dante chuckled. �Verge, you clever, naughty boy,� he whispered. He found a hiding spot behind a pillar of a nearby building and sat in wait for Vergil to go to bed. It was already midnight. Vergil didn�t stay awake past one a.m. on a school night�unless Dante was in bed with him, of course. But even then, Dante would have to convince (seduce) him into having sex when they were supposed to get some rest before the next day.
Sure enough, twenty minutes later, the lights went off, and Dante sat patiently for a while longer for good measure. Suddenly, his phone started vibrating in his pocket and he reached in to get it. He saw Vergil�s name on the screen and desperately wanted to answer it, but didn�t. He pressed the �ignore� button instead.
�Sorry, but I�ve got other plans,� Dante said, placing his phone back into his pocket. The device started going off five minutes later, and Dante smirked. Vergil was probably desperate for him, and he�d damn well better be! Dante had been dying all this time without him, so it was only fair that Vergil suffered, too.
Half an hour later Dante stood and stretched, his joints popping slightly. Most of the lights that had been on in the dorms were off now, and Dante grinned. They shouldn�t have bothered going to bed; Vergil�s cries were going to wake them soon enough.
He walked up to the building and scaled its height. He looked at the other side and saw that there were balconies. Chuckling, he went over and jumped up to the first floor balcony, then hiked up to the second and third. Just as he landed on the fourth floor, about to scale up to the fifth and final one, he stumbled upon a couple heavily making out on a sleeping bag spread out over the floor. Before he could jump up, the guy on top decided to move to his girlfriend�s neck and her eyes opened. Dante held his breath, waiting for her scream, but when her eyes alighted on him, her mouth opened in a soft moan. Apparently, her boyfriend�s hand had gone farther south. Dante winked and silently leaped up to the balcony above, double jumping off the surface of the wall. If he was lucky, she�d just think that he was hallucination induced by the throes of ecstasy.
Luckily, the sliding doors from the balcony were unlocked. Dante eased the door open and slid inside. He stepped into the small lounge, complete with a couch, table and plasma tv. There were pictures of women all along the walls, most of them wearing little, the rest of them wearing nothing. Well, guys were guys, whether they were failing or receiving top honors.
There were two hallways, one of either side, each with three doors. Dante knew where Vergil�s room was based on the placement of the window, and he quietly walked left and chose the first door. He turned the knob. It was locked.
�It would be,� he said, sighing. So much for that. Now he had to try his luck with the window�.

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The window was open, but the blinds were closed. Dante carefully eased in through the edge and blindly sought out the floor with his foot. He instead came in contact with a chair and used it for leverage as he slid all the way in. Once inside, he peered around, noting Vergil�s neat desk stacked with books and the organized closet and dresser. Dante rolled his eyes. He then spotted the bed and the sleeping form nestled in the blankets. Dante shed his coat and threw it over the chair. Walking over, he took off the rest of his clothes, leaving him in his boxers, and stood by the bed. Vergil looked so peaceful when he slept, which was different from how serious he looked all the time when he was awake. Dante leaned in closer, reaching out to touch him. His fingers ghosted over Vergil�s forehead and pushed the silvery bangs back. Vergil sighed in his sleep, and Dante almost felt guilty for waking him up�almost.
He gently kissed Vergil�s slightly parted lips. He moaned at the familiar, peppermint taste of Vergil�s toothpaste and peaked his tongue out to get more of it. Vergil shifted in his sleep, and Dante carefully pulled the sheets down from his twin�s body. He stopped at Vergil�s waist and used one hand to push up Vergil�s shirt. Vergil mumbled something and languidly started to kiss back. Dante grinned and pulled away.
�Hey, wake up, sleeping beauty,� he whispered, exposing Vergil�s nipples. He brought his mouth to one of the dusky nubs and hardened it with his lips, teeth, and tongue. Vergil�s back reflexively arched into the touch. Dante moved to the other nipple and gave it the same treatment. Once he was satisfied, he peered up to find Vergil still asleep. Dante frowned and bit Vergil�s left nipple none too gently. Vergil finally woke up with a soft cry.
�What in the � �
Dante promptly cut him off with a kiss. Vergil struggled but relaxed once Dante ran his hands through his hair. Dante pulled back and climbed up on the bed, straddling Vergil�s hips.
�Dante?� Vergil asked, surprised.
�In the flesh.� Dante lifted the sheet and crawled into them. �Can I get in with you?�
�What exactly are you doing here?� Vergil didn�t seem angry, but he didn�t seem overjoyed, either. Dante resumed laving attention on his brother�s chest.
�Mm, molesting you, of course.� He nipped at Vergil�s collarbone, eliciting a quiet hiss.
�Y-you shouldn�t be here.� The protest was weak, and in Vergil�s actual words, they meant �please don�t leave.� Dante had not plans to, anyway.
�So? Who�s gonna kick me out?� Dante sat up and tugged Vergil�s shirt over his head. He liked how his twin didn�t resist. �Now then, where was I?� He leaned down and stole whatever nonsense Vergil was going to say next. When Vergil put his hands on Dante�s chest, preparing to push him off, Dante grabbed them and entwined their fingers on the mattress. Dante then pressed his hips against Vergil�s making sure to notify vergil of his arousal. Vergil�s body seemed to melt under him.
�I�ve missed you,� Vergil whispered once they broke for air. Dante nodded absently, too busy with the sensation of seeing, touching, and feeling his brother again. He hadn�t been aware of how aroused he was until he started grinding against Vergil. He moaned as a similar bulge grew against his.
�Me too,� Dante replied, kissing Vergil again. This time, the kiss was passionate and desperate. Dante practically tried to suck Vergil�s soul through his mouth, and Vergil relented with a low moan. He loved it when his haughty, controlling twin was like this: submissive and wanting. Vergil arched closer to Dante�s body as Dante�s hand trailed lower, moving to slip inside Vergil�s boxers. Vergil broke the kiss with a gasp. Dante grinned when he gripped his twin�s hard, weeping shaft. �This has missed me too, huh?�
Vergil growled angrily, thrusting into Dante�s touch. �Quit talking.� He pulled Dante�s head back by his hair and bit his neck, drawing blood. He sucked as Dante gave a soft cry of surprise and pleasure. �And keep it down,� he muttered.
�Always the demanding sadist,� Dante said, tugging hard on Vergil�s erection and making his twin moan. �But I�m in charge.� He pulled back and quickly tore Vergil�s boxers off his body. He shed his own and spread his brother�s legs to settle between them. Vergil accommodated him easily.
�Then prove it,� Vergil challenged, though he didn�t look very defiant with his face flushed and his lips parted, gasping for air. Dante smirked and kissed his way downwards too slowly for Vergil�s liking. He took his time laving attention on his brother�s flesh, having missed his scent and taste too much, though his job was made difficult by Vergil�s constant squirming. He held Vergil�s hips down as he came to Vergil�s throbbing length. He licked up the river of precum almost reverently and savored it on his tongue before taking the entire thing into his mouth. Vergil�s reaction was immediate; he moaned and tried to arch his hips up into the moist heat. Dante took as much as he could into his mouth without gagging and sucked gently, teasingly. He looked up at Vergil�s face, loving the look of complete abandon there. Dante intended to do more, oh yes. He�d have everyone in this dormitory waking from Vergil�s loud cries of ecstasy. No one knew it, but Vergil could be quite vocal.
Dante retreated just as Vergil was about to climax. Vergil whined at the loss, the sound going straight to Dante�s cock. Dante released him and leaned over the side of the bed to dig into his pants, searching for the lubricant he had brought with him. He blindly found the small tube, brought it up, and poured a generous amount onto his fingers.
�You came prepared,� Vergil drawled. Dante grinned at him.
�Of course. Didn�t want to risk not having any�but we always could�ve improvised.� Dante reached down to Vergil�s entrance, slicking the small hole before pressing a finger inside. Vergil was so damn tight! He twisted his index finger a bit before adding a second, scissoring slightly. Vergil bent his legs and held them open at the knees. Dante moaned at the sight. �Someone�s eager.�
�Shut�ohhh�� Vergil�s retort was cut off as Dante found his sweet spot. Dante added a third finger and Vergil started thrusting onto them, signaling for Dante to get on with it. Dante got the hint but couldn�t resist teasing his brother further. He rubbed the bundle of nerves relentlessly, watching with dark, ice blue eyes as Vergil writhed and bit his lip to stifle his moans. Dante leaned up and kissed Vergil�s neck.
�You look so sexy like this,� he whispered, pulling his fingers out and slathering the rest of the lube onto his erection. He didn�t need it, really. He was already slick enough with his flowing precum, not to mention that Vergil liked a bit of pain. Vergil glared at him through narrowed eyes.
�Hurry up!� He threw his head back as Dante entered him in one, smooth thrust. He didn�t hold back his cry of pleasure, partly because he�d been surprised by the sudden breech and taken aback by the spike of pleasure that raced through his body. Dante was thick and hot inside him, and before he knew it, his brother was pulling out and thrusting back in. He let go of his legs and let them wrap around Dante�s waist, urging him deeper.
Dante couldn�t hold back anymore, not with Vergil�s expression, the way his mouth hung open with soft cries and loud pants. Only he could see Vergil like this, so passionate and raw. Not even the textbook knowledge Vergil so studiously sought could make him scream in ecstasy. Dante started picking up the pace, thrusting faster and harder. He angled himself in just the right way and Vergil arched, screaming Dante�s name. Vergil�s nails scratched at Dante�s back, as if trying to find purchase against the blinding pleasure.
�Hey, you wouldn�t want anyone waking up,� Dante warned teasingly, slowly considerably. Vergil shook his head.
�No. Dante�don�t stop,� Vergil begged. He moved his hips, trying to get Dante to move faster. When the thrusts continued their torturing pace, he snarled, �Move, damn it!�
�Ask,� thrust, �nicely,� Dante said, though he knew he was hardly satisfied with this pace. Vergil was squeezing around him, and he almost couldn�t resist reverting back to his former pace, but he needed to hear Vergil beg more, just once. He just needed to hear�.
�Please,� Vergil whined, lust and longing evident in his dilated, half lidded eyes. �Fuck me.�
Dante kissed Vergil just then, pouring all his aggression and passion into it as he started thrusting faster and harder than he previously had. Vergil broke the kiss with a cry and began a series of loud, feverish moans. Dante couldn�t hold back his own groan as his thrusts became erratic as he neared his peak. He brought a hand down to stroke Vergil�s weeping cock until it twitched and erupted seconds later, coating his hand and Vergil�s torso with hot, thick semen. Vergil had given a silent scream, his breath caught in his throat. Dante bit down on Vergil�s pale shoulder as he let himself go, his cum jetting into Vergil. He rode out his orgasm for a while longer before collapsing on top of his twin. Vergil shifted but didn�t try to push him off.
�You�re heavy,� Vergil said after a while. Dante slowly raised himself up on his elbows and looked at Vergil through his wet bangs.
�Sorry I�m not dainty.� He carefully pulled out, noticing that he was growing hard again, and flipped onto his beside Vergil. His shoulder loudly hit the wall and he would have flinched if he wasn�t so tired. �Geez, this bed is small.�
�It�s a twin,� Vergil stated plainly.
�It would be.�

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Dante woke up alone the next morning. He pouted and scratched his head as he sat up. Of course vergil would be gone in time for whatever lessons the program had planned for him, and Dante couldn�t help but feel used despite the fact that he had gone out of his way to sneak in. The door opened a minute later and he saw Vergil, hair mussed and dressed in his sleep shirt and boxers. Dante cat-called.
�I woke up late, thanks to you,� Vergil said darkly, running a hand through his hair. Dante grinned.
�Will they kick you out?�
�Don�t look so hopeful. Of course not.� Vergil went to his closet and opened it to get his towel off the hook. He felt a warm body press against his back as lithe arms wrapped around him.
�Is everyone gone? How about one more round for the road?�
Vergil rolled his eyes, though one would be back until lunch, giving them exactly two hours. He turned in Dante�s arms and ran a hand down Dante�s naked body. �Why not?�

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When Vergil came home a week later, he proceeded to beat his brother senseless rather than kiss him. Ever since that night, he�d been teased mercilessly by his peers for �bringing a girl over and making her scream� (he really should have kept his voice down). He�d gotten countless of love letters from girls as well as had guys pestering him to share what �she� had been like. He�d also gotten a good scolding from the Resident Advisor for bringing a member of the opposite sex into his room when it was strictly prohibited, but because he was an outstanding student, they had let it slide. Needless to say, Vergil�s cold, haughty image had been shattered, and suddenly it had been okay for everyone to make conversation and flirt with him. Dante laughed between Vergil�s ranting, punches and slashes of Yamato, prolonging his twin�s torment.
�I did her pretty good, huh?�
If Vergil hadn�t been certain of it before, he surely was now � Dante was going to be the death of him.

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