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The Reckoning	By : tearsofblood2u Category: +A through F > Devil May Cry Views: 3282 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Reckoning
- 2-Ch. 1 Part 2
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Geeze this fricken chapter was haaaard to write for some reason. I edited and edited but I still don't like how it turned out. Grrrrrrrr.
*sighs* Ah well...Here is the last installment for ch. 1.

Title: The Reckoning
Rating: R/NC-17...There is smexyness in this chappie ^^
Summary: Nero comes for a visit and tags along with Dante and Trish, not knowing his life is about to get turned upside down
Notes: This part is un-betaed! So be warned lol!

DISCLAIMER: DON'T OWN ANY OF DEVIL MAY CRY FRANCHISE...AND I MAKE NOOOOO MONEY OFF OF THIS!

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Nero slammed the last rounds into Blue Rose before holstering it and hefting Red Queen up over his shoulder. He glanced over to the other side of the room, watching as Dante appeared in the doorway, holstering his twin guns, Ebony and Ivory. The elder hunter strode over to his weapons rack and selected a sword, Alistair, sliding it into place on his back. Nero raised an eyebrow a bit as his eyes followed the elder demon hunter. �You�re not taking Rebellion this time?"
Chapter 1 Part 2

Dante glanced over to Nero and shrugged. �Figured I�d give her a rest and Alistair�s been wantin� to get in on a little action for a while now. Besides�� He slung his weapons bag over his shoulder before ruffling the younger mans hair as he passed him to head out the door. �I don�t need Rebellion to keep up with you, kid.�

Gritting his teeth, Nero fought to hold his temper in check as Dante headed outside. His ruffled hair now obscured his vision as he cocked his head to the side, watching as Dante pulled the door open. �Kid, huh? Well�� A spark of blue flashed from his demon arm as he curled both his hands into fists. His eyes glittered dangerously as he stepped up behind Dante. �You�re moving kinda slow old man so let me help you�� Leaning back on his right leg, he slammed his other boot into Dante�s ass. �Out the door.� He finished smugly as he watched Dante stumble forward and land face first on the porch. Strolling out at an easy pace he passed by Dante, calling over his shoulder. �After all, it�s only polite to help out the elderly isn�t it?�

Groaning Dante lifted his aching head from the porch floor and glared. The brat seemed to have it in for him today. �My poor head�, he moaned as he stumbled to his feet and cradled his throbbing skull gingerly. Trish�s voice rang out from behind him as she stepped onto the porch, addressing Nero. �You ought to go a little easier on poor Dante.� Hearing that, Dante grinned at Nero cheekily. Take that you conniving brat. At least Trish sided with him. She swiftly shut and locked the door before glancing sideways at Dante and finishing, �After all�His brain cells are already scarce and needs to keep all the cells he has left.� Dante�s jaw dropped before folding his arms over his chest and pouting.

Nero grinned in Trish�s direction as he popped open the trunk of the car. He watched her walk over out of the corner of his eye, followed by a still pouting Dante. Dante had his lips pressed together tightly as he stood behind Trish, arms folded across his chest. Nero grudgingly admitted that the little pout Dante was now sporting looked rather cute. He caught Dante�s eye and raised an eyebrow a bit in inquiry. The older man responded by childishly sticking out his tongue in Nero�s direction. Snorting softly, Nero bit his lip to try and hold his laughter in, but found that he couldn�t and burst into a fit of snickers. �You should keep that expression on your face all the time old man. It makes you look much more refined.� He lips twitched in amusement as Dante�s eyes narrowed.

Fuming silently, Dante glared at the younger man. That little emo brat was laughing at him! Mr. I Have More Mood Swings Than A PMS�ing Woman was laughing at him. Since when had that brat turned the tables? Forcibly relaxing his posture to its normal slouch, he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. If this keeps up I�m never going to make it back in one piece, Dante mused. Of course, never mind the fact that the kid looked so utterly molestible when he was pissed off. Dante couldn�t prevent his lips from curling into a faint leer as he regarded Nero, who was currently tossing his bag into the trunk. Mhmm. His pale blue eyes glazed over lustfully as they scanned Nero�s blue and red clad form. There were so many naughty things he could do to that fiery brat. If Nero only knew�THWACK. �Owww�� Wincing as his head snapped forward from the force of the blow, Dante touched the back of his head lightly before glaring at Trish. �What the hell was that for?!�

Trish gave Nero a fleeting look and muttered lowly, �I see the way you�re looking at the kid. Don�t mess with him Dante. He�s not one of your little flings.� Dante quickly raised his hands in a sign of surrender and defended, �I wasn�t doing a damn thing. I�m not gonna mess with him, I swear.� Trish narrowed her eyes at him calculatingly. �You had better not. Otherwise I will, personally, ensure that you will never procreate�� Shrugging nonchalantly at the spoken threat, Dante pushed passed Trish and slammed the trunk closed. �If we�re gonna go, get your ass in gear Trish; we�re already late.�

Nero had stashed their belongings in the trunk while the others were talking, save for their weapons as neither of the elder demon hunters wanted to be separated from them. Leaning down, Nero took a quick look into the car and nearly groaned aloud. �Uh�And how do you propose we�re all going to fit in this sardine can?� Dante snickered as Trish�s face turned a dark shade of red. Trish gritted her teeth and replied tightly, �You and Dante will squeeze into the back seat while our weapons will be leaning on the front seat next to me.� Nero blinked uncomprehendingly before the implications set in, causing his jaw to drop in horror. �B-but Trish�Why can�t I sit up front with you?!�

Dante grinned broadly and did a little happy dance in his head at Trish�s declaration. He definitely had no complaints about this seating arrangement. �Aw com�mon kid�I don�t bite.� Dante flung himself down on the backseat, angling his body and rested his booted feet on the headrest caddie-cornered from him. Tilting his head back, Dante met Nero�s cerulean blue eyes challengingly. �Or do we gotta stop and get you a car seat so you can sit up front with Trish?�

Huffing slightly Nero shoved Dante�s feet out of the way and muttered, �Whatever�Move over old man, so I have room to sit down.� He squeezed behind the seat and cursed softly as he tried to turn his body around. Dante sniggered; watching Nero struggle to situate himself, and decided to lend a helping hand. Reaching out, he grabbed Nero around the waist and seated him on his lap. �There. All better?� He let his hand rest on Nero�s thigh, stroking it softly.

Releasing a rather unmanly squeak as Dante�s wandering hand got a little too close to his crotch, Nero slammed his devil-bringer into Dante�s side and scrambled off his lap. Dante wheezed and held his side lightly, a chuckle bursting forth from his lips. Nero�s face flushed a dark red as he tried to press himself further against the side door, grumbling uncomfortably. �Freakin perv.� His eyes narrowed as he watched Dante snicker and he forced himself to ignore the older man, turning to look out the window.

Trish clambered in minutes later and asked, �All set?� Snorting, Nero shot back, �All accounted for except Dante�s brains. He seemed to have left his brains at the shop instead of his balls.� Nero glared at Dante pointedly. Dante gasped dramatically in return and pressed a hand against his heart in an exaggerated motion, �Aw Nero�You wound me!� �Keep it up and I�ll do worse than that old man,� Nero said, narrowing his eyes.

Trish sighed heavily at their bickering and shifted the car into motion. �Boys we have a loooong ride ahead. Please do try to get along because if I have to pull this car over�� She glanced in the mirror and looked back at them both sternly. �BOTH of you will be sporting matching holes. So quit antagonizing the poor kid Dante.� Nero spoke up, annoyed and ground out, �M� not a kid.� Dante reached out and ruffled Nero�s hair affectionately. �You keep telling yourself that kid.� Growling, Nero glared at Dante from beneath his mussed hair. Trish rubbed her forehead in exasperation; she could already feel a headache coming on. �Oh, for god sake Dante.� Trish picked up a hand gun and cocked it in warning, glancing back at him. Dante got a glimpse of her face murmured something unintelligible but sounded suspiciously like �vicious bitch� and folded his arms. Trish ignored him and set the pistol back down. Turning up the radio, she glared at the road determinedly. They were going to get there today, even if it meant getting blood all over her newly upholstered seats.

After peeking at Dante through lowered lashes, Nero pressed his head against the window and tried to concentrate on something besides the way his thigh kept brushing against Dante�s. Every brush of Dante�s leg against his own sent a thrill up his body and he had to forcibly squash his reaction. This is ridiculous, he thought. I am, or was, an order member. I should have more self-control then this. Dante was incredibly sexy, yes, but Dante also had a tendency to move to conquest after conquest. He knew this. I will not be another notch on his belt, Nero concluded determinedly and with that in mind, he turned and fixed his eyes on the road once more, submerging himself in his thoughts.

A short time later, a soft snore brought him back into the present. Unconsciously, Nero�s eyes softened as he looked over at the napping Dante. Dante�s head was bent at an awkward angle, the position most likely the cause of the snoring, and his face was completely relaxed in sleep. Gnawing on his lower lip, Nero couldn�t help but marvel at how truly gorgeous Dante was. White-ish silver eyelashes dusted over his prominent cheekbones as the same color tresses obscured part of his face, drawing a path down the strong jaw line. Broad shoulders and a wide chest tampered down to a relatively small waistline. He couldn�t help but wonder how the muscled chest would feel beneath his fingers�Ripping his eyes away from the scene, Nero sighed, thoroughly aggravated, and pinched the bridge of his nose. He was like a drowning man, floating in the abyss and sinking fast. He knew instinctively that falling in love with Dante would be disastrous, but he strongly suspected that it was too late prevent. �Damn it all old man.�

Wincing at the kink that had developed in his neck, Dante stretched a bit and rolled his shoulders. Napping in the Trish�s car wasn�t even remotely comfortable. He cracked his eyes open and turned his gaze toward Nero. He frowned a bit as the crease in Nero�s forehead deepened, signaling the seriousness of the direction that Nero�s thoughts had taken. The kid really did brood far too much. It wasn�t healthy for Nero to keep all his emotions locked away. So, in times like these, a good distraction was needed to pull Nero out of his inner monologue. Dante smirked wickedly. And he knew just the way to do it.

Nero nearly jumped a foot into the air when Dante settled his head down on his shoulder. Tensing, he opened his mouth to snap at Dante, but when Nero looked down at the sleepy face and couldn�t bring himself to shove Dante away. Gradually relaxing, he rolled his eyes a bit and thought, you are so lucky you look that cute when you�re sleepy old man. �You had better not slobber on me Dante,� he mumbled and rested his head on his hand, turning his gaze back out the window.

Dante congratulated himself on completing the first step of his little plan to distract Nero. He�d figured the kid would shove him off right at the get-go. Surprise, surprise. Wriggling discreetly, he let his body slide down Nero�s until his head rested on Nero�s upper thigh. He nearly snickered out loud as he heard the sharp intake of breath come from the body he was currently pressing against.

Nero glared down at the seemingly slumbering form. What the fuck!? Dante�s head could not be at a worse spot. Cursing colorfully to himself, Nero tried to shift his body sideways to move Dante�s head away from a certain sensitive part of his anatomy. He heard a soft mumble and felt Dante�s head turn before his eyes shot wide open and his body froze.

Dante had lain still and bided his time as Nero shifted uncomfortably. He waited until the kid had stopped moving briefly before turning in his �sleep� and innocently nuzzled Nero�s crotch. He fought hard to keep the illusion of slumber as he felt the kid freeze and cracked his eyes open a little bit to peer up at the stilled face. Nero�s complexion had turned an interesting shade of white then quickly blossomed to red. Inwardly sniggering, Dante pressed a little more firmly on the growing bulge and rubbed his cheek against the fabric.

At this point, heart racing, Nero was close to all out panic. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Dante was fucking rubbing up against him! His clenched his fists hard and tried to keep his breathing level, looking at Trish to make sure she was still occupied before dropping his eyes to the man in his lap. He reached down to push Dante�s head off of his lap. Fuck being considerate. Just as he was about to force Dante up, the said mans eyes flashed open and caught his own. Nero found that all of the sudden, it got rather hard to breathe.

Dante knew the kid would probably try something drastic soon, so he decided it was time to implement faze three. He opened his eyes swiftly and caught Nero�s own, watching as that oh-so-charming blush bloomed across the younger mans cheekbones. Dante�s eyes gleamed wickedly as he took the zipper of Nero�s jeans between his teeth and began to slowly drag it down. This spurred Nero to action and he immediately reached down to yank his zipper back up. However, before he could get his arms to cooperate, Dante had latched onto his devil-bringer and motioned up to Trish with his eyes.

Dante mouthed up to the younger man, �Make too much noise and she�ll turn around.� Nero glared down at Dante vying between being furious, mortified and painfully aroused. He quickly mouthed back, �Well then get the fuck up!� Dante smirked and shook his head minutely at Nero. �You�ll just have to be quiet kid,� he muttered lowly. �So just sit back and enjoy the ride.�

Dante latched onto Nero�s zipper once again and pulled it down. He knew Nero could probably throw him off at any time but was sure the kid wouldn�t even try, for fear of attracting Trish�s attention. Nuzzling the prominent bulge contained beneath boxer shorts, Dante was nearly salivating at the chance to finally get a taste of Nero. Very slowly, Dante eased Nero�s shorts down until the hardened shaft had sprung free from its confines. He looked up at Nero as his head dipped down between the younger mans thighs, pressing his lips against the underside of Nero�s cock.

Nero nearly whimpered. He was going to die. Dante was slowly, but surely, killing him. He sunk his teeth into his bottom lip to remain silent as he felt Dante�s lips brush against his cock, sending a wave of fire through his loins. He shut his eyes tightly and turned his face away, feeling Dante�s hand stroking his thighs soothingly. This is what he�d always wanted�So why did it feel so wrong? All thoughts fled as he felt a hot mouth engulf the head of his erection. Mindlessly, he thrust up into that moist heat until his hips were gripped and forced back down. He squirmed in his seat, as Dante gradually slid down at his own pace and swallowed around his aching shaft. Tendons strained and became visible as he tried to hold himself still, only partially succeeding as a wet tongue swiped up the length of his cock. He tried bucking up into Dante�s mouth but firm hands kept pressing his hips down as Dante guided him through his arousal. He�d had a blow job or so before but god�Compared to Dante, the other instances were meaningless.

Mmm. Dante swiped his tongue along the slit of Nero�s pulsing length and tasted the younger man for the first time. He tasted odd, not bad, but rather a mix of sweet and spicy. A taste that was pure Nero. He rolled his eyes upward to get a look at the kid and felt his cock jump at the sight. Nero�s face was deeply flushed in arousal, lips red and swollen from gnawing on them. Glazed eyes met his own as Nero�s white tresses clung to his sweaty forehead. He could tell the kid was a little inexperienced and wouldn�t last much longer so he swiftly swallowed Nero�s whole length, forcing an odd sounding gurgle out from Nero�s throat. Dante caught Nero�s eyes and portrayed a message through them as best as he could.

Nero was in a haze. He was so close just by watching Dante move up and down on his cock. Feeling the pleasure building up in his loins, he met Dante�s eyes as they looked up at him. He knew what Dante wanted�But Nero refused to give him that. He wouldn�t beg. And even if that�s what Dante wanted, that was too damn bad. He still had some pride. Dante raised his eyebrows and stopped moving, causing Nero to let out an embarrassing whimper. Fuck! He was so close damn it. Nero squirmed, trying to gain friction but Dante once again pressed firmly on his hips. It was getting to the point that his arousal was almost painful; so he glanced down at Dante and tried to convey his message by bucking his hips. Dante merely smiled up at him knowingly and raised his eyebrows in question. Nero cursed in his head and contemplated the repercussions of sacrificing his pride. As Dante carefully stroked his over-sensitive shaft he swiftly came to a decision that sacrificing his pride was a necessity this time. He glanced up at Trish, who was humming along with the radio, then back down at Dante pleadingly.

Dante cocked his head to the side and waited. He was curious whether or not the little hellion would put his pride aside and ask for it. From the desperate look in Nero�s eyes, he knew he wouldn�t have to wait long. He gave Nero�s cock a few more firm strokes, paying careful attention to the weeping head, keeping him on the edge. Finally, Nero could stand no more and sure enough, Nero whimpered lowly, �Please, Dante�Let me come.� Dante grinned at him and rewarded Nero by once more engulfing his cock, deep throating it and sucking hard as if trying to forcibly draw out his essence.

Nero almost sobbed in relief as Dante took his shaft deep into his throat. His hips jerked as his body writhed, finally falling over the edge and spilling his essence down Dante�s waiting throat. Nero sank his teeth into his devil arm to muffle the scream as he came hard, tears gathering at the corner of his eyes, as he rode out his orgasm. Finally, after the pleasure had been wrung from his body, Nero sank back into the seat cushion and slipped into blissful darkness.

To be continued....

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