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Winners and Losers	By : Jenovasilver Category: +A through F > Devil May Cry Views: 3161 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Winners and Losers
- 2-Your Move
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- 2
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Because of Lady’s pestering, Nero decided to do household chores with Kyrie and really, couldn’t be happier…just being with her was enough to make Nero smile. The two stole glances many times throughout their chores and nervously Nero didn’t take any chances, it was a mere week ago since him and Dante were…well…together and he took great pains to avoid him as much as possible. It wasn’t hard, Dante and Trish were on a big job and Lady was on her own personal mission, so the kids were alone….
Which was the problem.
See a bet was placed on Nero, that he wouldn’t pop Kyrie’s cherry before The Grown Ups (As they were affectionately called by Dante) returned from work, he only learned of this through the mercy of Trish who in her own way LOVED seeing the brat squirm. Nero really didn’t know where to begin with Kyrie but he wanted her, oh how badly he wanted her, she didn’t make it anymore easier with her soft voice and gentle smile. Kyrie was a princess to Nero, something that he knew he shouldn’t view her as and perhaps it was the ‘male protector’ in him..whatever it was, he only knew he wanted to tap that past the point of no return. However to attempt to deflower her on the other hand would be tricky, the two were really close at times such as watching TV, heavy petting before falling asleep on the couch or Nero simply sleeping on Kyrie’s thighs as her beautiful songs filled the air. Nothing, he didn't make it pass second base.
Despite Nero being COMPLETELY okay (sorta) with this, he was at the mercy of the Devil Hunter if he lost the bet against the girls and chances were that Dante was going to take out his devious pleasure on Nero. Actually there was little he could do cept wonder how much MONEY was on the line here? It had to be a lot, the three of them wouldn’t play for chump change, surely Dante was betting on him to NOT bed Kyrie and Nero wanted the smack that arrogant bastard down a notch. Taking his money was the BEST way for that and if lost the bet, Dante was sure to take his lost on him….
And it’ll probably be sex related.
Shit.
Slowly Nero wandered into his thoughts, sex with Dante wasn’t TOO bad, he's only had sex twice...both with males, well one male and the other amorphous darkness. Regardless male sex wasn’t something he sought out so he had to win this somehow. Make the bastard suffer…then Nero realized, Kyrie isn’t a bet!? He loved her and if he was ever to be with her, it DAMN sure wouldn’t be to win some stupid bet…no matter what would happen to his pride.
So with a heavy sigh to things to come, Nero relented and continued being a patient boyfriend to Kyrie and he was so at peace with himself that the days moved like hours....and the next morning….
“Honey! I’m home!” Dante shouted and kicked in the door, nearly off its hinges and Nero shook, both from rage and anticipation, “Ahhhhh! Where’s my sweet little children?”
“Fuck off.” Nero grumped and refused to look at Dante as he made a B-line straight to the fridge and almost buried himself inside it. Kyrie beamed a pleasant smile from the kitchen where she was making dinner happily.
“Welcome home! I’m glad you’re safe Mr. Dante!” She smiled sweetly and Dante slithered his glances over her body and then her gentle face, priorities, “We were worried, oh well I was worried…but I’m sure Nero was too!”
“Like hell…I knew that old man would come back, surprised he didn’t break a hip or something.” Nero smirked, still buried in the fridge, he was letting all the cold air out, “Sigh…nothing to eat..hey, Kyrie, just shout when dinner’s ready kay?” Dante just smiled evilly, Nero didn’t have to look at him to know that he knew that he failed but Nero quickly vanished up the stairs like a ghost with Dante’s eyes following him there. Fuck, he was thinking already wasn’t he? Nero thought to himself, no, he wouldn’t be able to do anything with Kyrie here so he was by all accounts safe.
That’s when he heard the front door open and close. Good! Perhaps Dante forgot something; he did come inside in a hurry so Nero hoped that he could avoid him for at least another couple of hours.
He sighed and put his earphones on get lost in his music, his heart was beating so fast, a part of him really wanted to know how much Dante won but he didn't want to be teased for his failure. Nero knew Dante was going to be humiliate to the point of no return, he cursed to himself and turned over in his bed to sleep….he just didn’t expect Dante to be lying down next to him, staring right into his eyes.
“Yo..”
“The fuck!? What the hell are you doing in my room!?!” Nero freaked and sat up, damnit! Why couldn’t he sense him? “Pft…get out!”
“So I claim to collect…rent’s due brat, can’t have you loafing about, anit a charity here..” Dante grinned then placed his dirty boots on Nero’s bed and scratched his chin contently. “You anit doing a lot…gotta get something out of you.”
“Just spit it out you bastard! I didn’t do it and I won't !” Nero spat back, still Dante smiled and that only pissed him off more, “What!”
“What? What!”
“You win, alright!?”
“Bzzzt! Wrong, I lost.”
“Huh?” And Dante sat up, he stretched and yawned then walked toward Nero’s bathroom…it was almost like he was surveying.
“Yep, the girls cleaned me out…see kid I bet that you WOULD pop her cherry. They bet you wouldn’t…”
“Wait! Who’s bet was this?” Nero asked flabbergasted and Dante turned to him then leaned against the doorway with his arms crossed.
“Damn you’re slow…who you think? I damn sure didn’t start it.” Nero pouted in anger, he expected Dante to make such a bet but to know that the girls WERE the ones to plan it was just a little too much of a ego bruising. Dante saw the conflict and decided to strike, “So, I’m out of money because you screwed up…”
“I’ll pay you back…someday.” Nero added, feeling just a tad sorry for Dante, at LEAST he had Nero's back as a man..sorta.
“With what?”
“I dunno..I’ll pay you back!”
“Whatever I want?” Nero was hesitant on saying ‘yes’…but he did and Dante clapped his hands and removed his jacket. “Alright, bathe me then.”
“Ha, you’re one step from assistant living home has just been proven.”
“Guess that makes you my nurse then.” Dante added with a grin and Nero grumped, “Perhaps the girls have a cute uniform for you to wear. I was always fond the name ‘Candy Stripers’.”
“Fuck you! Get undress and get in the tub!”
“Yes, ma’am!” Dante was thrilled, mostly because he enjoyed looking at Nero’s face turning redder and redder with the thoughts of bathing him. But he just simply COULDN’T make this easy for the boy, nope, he had to have his fun and began formulating plans the minute he undressed himself.
Nero walked into the bathroom filled with nervous dread, bathing? Dante? God where would he start? He only took showers, it was the manliest thing to do, course he thought about lounging in a hot bathtub and relaxing his muscles but he never did it. All around the tub was nothing but girly products-bath gels, scented soaps. See the guys used a nondescript bar of soap, nothing fancy and occasionally would accidentally grab the wrong bar and wound up smelling like Honey Vanilla for a day. Nero noticed something called a ‘loofah’ whatever the fuck that was and knowing Dante he was going to ask Nero to use that…
And of COURSE this was going to lead to sex, yep, they were going to do it. Where they? Wait was Nero HOPING sex would be happening!?
He shook off the thoughts and turned the faucet on and watched the tub steam with hot water, looking at it now, the tub looked tempting. The steam was warm and comforting, inviting for a worn body to soak away any aches, was Dante in pain? That didn’t sound right, when was he EVER in real pain?
“Uh….what kind of…um…scent smelling thing you want?” Nero asked, it was literally an opening for a corny oneliner that the Devil Hunter was so fond of springing.
“Whatever reminds me of you.”

“You bastard, everything in here smell like chicks.”
“Then use the sweetest there is buttercup.” Nero wanted to hurl heavy objects at Dante; if he could he’d toss the toilet at him but he just relented and picked out a scent. The closest MANLY scent he found some cucumber melon gel and pour some in the loofah, he hoped he did it right, suddenly he felt the heavy swap of a towel against his backside and turned furiously to Dante…completely nude and widest smile possible. “Hey you ready yet?”
“Fuck face! Get your old ass in the tub and let’s do this.”
“Ahh, eager to scrub me down huh? Well, you better get to those hard to reach places.”
“Feh, like even, I’ll drown you before that happens.” Nero added and sighed but Dante kept his sharp eyes on him so steadily that it was almost as if he saw RIGHT through the kid. “Geezus, get in the fucking tub old man.”
“Yes, ma’am..” Dante added which made Nero wince again, sure he could hurl a comeback but if he could just get through this…
Dante sauntered pass Nero and Nero looked everywhere else, trying to avoid eye contact with Dante’s body because if he looked, he KNEW he’d get hard and had to admit that. The Demon Dance in the ‘Rape’ Hell last week flashed in his memory, how Dante held Nero and filled him past his breaking point…the way he was melting from the insane amount of rhythmic pumping Dante was giving him. Shit, now his body is heating up from the memories and Nero mumbled curses to himself; there was a moment of silence long before Nero became aware of it and looked around. Dante was nowhere in the room…
“D-Dante?” Nero asked, he looked behind him and there was nothing, what the shit? “Okay you asshole, you wanted this, don’t you fucking get stupider then you already…..are?” Nero was convinced that he was talking to himself and now he was pissed, so he started walking to the bathroom door “Y’know what…fuck you!” Then he was yanked backward and into a pair of strong arms. “WHAT THE-”
"So...yeah about that bath..." Dante whispered into Nero’s ear, he heard the unzipping of his fly and a quick hot hand slipped in between…grabbing complete hold of his loins. So…fast.
“So why don’t we get started?”
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