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 stirred the next morning, slightly sore and realising that he stank of sex, he looked over to see Dante still fast asleep beside him. He didn't know what to say or do given that three rounds of being utterly fucked sore Dante had just given him a muttered goodnight and passed out contently. Nero however had lay awake for another hour wondering what the hell he'd just gone and committed to.
Peeling out of the bed and into the shower he realised he needed to see Kyrie, have a discussion about the situation and admit everything. It was, in his view, cruel not to be honest about it and about the fact he was utterly confused but clearly, given the previous evening it was Dante he had stronger feelings for.
“I'm as asshole.” He muttered to himself, head on the shower wall as he let the water run over his skin. “I go through all this to rescue you and then end up sleeping with the guy that exposed the whole thing to us in the first place.” He muttered more to himself, what the hell kind of conversation plans could he even make for the mess he had just created.
Having cleaned up and made a resolve to see her it took a great deal of effort to motivate himself into dressing and getting ready to go that way. Dante looked over, eyes barely open as Nero sluggishly got dressed and then sighed, Nero was young and he was looking for something from Dante he might not be able to give him.. and Dante might well have kept his dick in his pants if he thought that he had been naïve enough to pass that scenario by without a thought. FUCK... Dante sat up slowly.
“Where are you going?” Dante stretched, the sheets slipped off him as he moved.
“I... I think I should go talk to Kyrie.” He slipped his shirt on. “I mean... this is kinda.. I dunno, what is this?”
“Aww kid not right now huh?” Dante sighed, he slid off the bed, pulled his trousers on and then led Nero to the kitchen. “Coffee, breakfast... then we talk.” He put the machine on and then went to clean up quick.
Nero felt like he'd been told off the way a kid had for wanting to go play with friends down the road... perhaps he was expecting too much but he also knew he had way more feeling for the asshole than he'd ever thought he could have. Why the hell did he open his mouth that night anyway?
Dante came back down dressed and cleaned up, he finished the coffee and threw some bacon on the grill. Nero watched him, not sure what to say or do and then finally resolved to sit his ass down and just drink the hot liquid. Dante put down the breakfast, filled the coffee and then sat down.
“Alright.“ Dante looked at him, Nero's expression seemingly flitted from confusion to worry so often in the short time that he was almost concerned to bring up the subject of relationships. “What exactly do you want out of me at this point?”
“I um,” Nero sighed, “yeah good point. I don't really know what's going on, but I know this should be changing something between us. I mean we just fucked...”
“Well I fucked you.” Dante smirked.
“Dante it's not a fucking joke to me.” Nero grumbled. “I know I can't let Kyrie sit there thinking we're okay, because clearly we're not.”
“Yeah Trish won't need more than ten seconds to work out some-thing’s up either.” Dante muttered and tucked into the bacon sandwich. He swallowed the bite and looked at Nero. “Look... honestly I'd rather we just didn't think this over till we're sure about what we want, from either side of the fence. I ain't even sure I want to be banging your ass for the rest of my life and you can't have decided it based on just a one night lay so...”
“So you want me to lie?” Nero looked at him.
“No.” Dante snorted softly. “You need to omit the truth, if you go over there and say it's over do you think it's a good idea for it to be because I took your cherry?”
“I... no I guess not.” Nero nodded softly. “I just don't want to ignore that my feelings changed. I think I am just going to have to admit to her that I am not getting what I want even if I love her. I guess she really is more like my sister, maybe it was a childish crush but I know I don't want to hurt her.”
“Not breaking away now would hurt her more later.” Dante finished his coffee. “That much I can tell you for free.”
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