Tonight | By : Daisuke_Uchiha Category: +A through F > Devil May Cry Views: 2297 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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This fic occurred to me while I was listening to Tonight by Enrique Iglesias. And also that I've been reading DMC fics and I just had to make this! It was going to be a one-shot,but I don't have a single one-shot bone in my body. Now,let's just get on with this!
XxXWARNING!XxX
THIS FIC HAS YAOI AND A SHITLOAD OF LEMON! XD
SO IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE FACT THAT TWO STRAIGHT GUYS WENT AND ARE GOING TO HAVE SEX THEN GET THE HELL OUTTA HERE!
PAIRING: Dante and Nero
TAKES PLACE IN: The real world,kiddies cuz that's how I want it.
THIS FIC CONTAINS: Kicks and giggles,bad language,and OODLES OF HOT LEMON! XD
THE THING YOU SHOULD HAVE NEAR YOU WHILE READING THIS: Tissues cuz you will get a major nosebleed. XD
DISCLAIMER!
I DON'T OWN DEVIL MAY CRY OR IT'S CHARACTERS! THEY BELONG TO CAPCOM! THE SONG ALSO BELONG TO ENRIQUE IGLESIAS!
~Tonight~
Music was roaring throughout the club. The bass of the music could be felt under every club goers foot;through everybody's body as it vibrated through the floor. Sending shivers up their spines. Intensifying the already high and hot feeling they were feeling as they danced up against the nearest person. They were grinding up against each other as they were hypnotized by the music that was playing. They didn't care if it was a perfect stranger. The music was just too powerful to even give a shit of who you were up against. All that mattered was that the feeling was good and the high of the moment incredible. This was a drug that was legal. And everybody wanted a taste of it. Wanted to have it in their system. Wanted to have it take over their bodies. Wanted to have it take them to cloud nine even if it was for that one night.
It didn't matter. They just wanted it. And he was the only dumb ass that didn't have the drug in him. He was the only one,or one of the few to be exact,that was on the sideline not enjoying this wonderful drug that had so much effect on everyone around him. He was at the damn bar swirling his shot of Grey Goose around the glass. Just watching the people. Just. Watching. God,did Nero look stupid or what? The teen sighed and ran his hand through his white locks. He had been at the club,Devil May Cry,for about an hour now and he had yet to put one foot on the dance floor. Well,he had when he walked into the place. But that didn't count! "Why the fuck did she have to drag me here?" Nero muttered as he finally took the Goose down in one gulp. Cringing as the liquid burned his throat as it made it's way down and landed in the pit of his stomach. It felt like a small fire had lit in there. He still wasn't used to drinking alcohol. And he shouldn't be in the first place. Nero was still only nineteen years old. Still underage. But he didn't give a rat's ass. He drank the drink and was gonna keep doing so since there was no abso-fuckin'-lutely way that he was gonna go out there and dance. Kyrie knows that I hate coming to these places. Nero sighed again. The woman had insisted that he come along with her. Stating that all he ever did was get into fights with people because he had all this pent up energy and that the best place to get rid of it was at a club. When Nero tried to weasel his was out,Kyrie just shut him up by giving him that damn puppy-dog face that she always did whenever she wanted something. That always did him in. And no matter how hard he tried to,Nero just couldn't resist the face. "Instead of nukes and big ass guns being labeled as Weapons of Mass Destruction they should just label her face as that. Cuz that killed me." "Whining again,Nero?" "Shut up,Nevan." A chuckle from said woman made Nero look up with a scowl on his face. Nevan was cleaning a beer glass as she stood behind the bar. She wearing a skimpy black one piece dress that had a deep v-neck,showing off her voluptuous breasts. It's length stopped just a bit below her butt so that whenever she would bend over the fellas would get an eyeful of her red thong. How could Nero tell it was red? He sure as hell didn't look at her when she bent down. He wouldn't be caught dead doing that! No. Her fuckin' dress was see-through! Though Nero was saved from looking at her tits since her long,red hair was split over them. Giving her the coverage she needed and giving Nero a chance at keeping his sanity. The last thing he needed tonight was seeing anything that Nevan had already offered many men. "Why do you hafta bother me?" "Well,you are sitting at the bar. And I am the bartender. Plus,your my brother and I have a right to bother you." "Sometimes I really wonder if we are related." Nevan flicked Nero on his forehead. A yelp coming from the teen causing Nevan to bust out laughing. "Witch." "Eh. I've been called worse." She shrugged as she turned around and began to prepare another drink. Nero sighed again as he turned around in his seat and watched the people dancing. It really did look like fun. He wanted so badly to go out there and enjoy what was taunting him so very much. But he just couldn't go. It would be too embarrassing for him. On top of that who would he dance with? Sure,there were like a shit load of people out there just waiting to bump and grind with the next available body around. But Nero just couldn't go. Period. "Here." Being snapped out of his thoughts Nero turned towards his sister and looked down. In front of him was a drink in a tall glass. The liquid was the color of an electric blue. Chunks of ice were floating at the top with a bright red cherry resting on it. An equally bright yellow slice of lemon was put on the glass. Nero picked up the drink and looked at Nevan questionably. He knew his drinks very well on a count of Nevan was a bartender after all. But this one just stunned him. Must be the color. It's so damn...captivating. Nero thought. "What's this?" "A drink." "I know that Captain Obvious. What's the name of said drink?" The corner of Nevan's mouth turned upward,"Blue Mother Fucker." "I didn't deserve to be called that,you damn bitch." Not being able to contain it any longer Nevan doubled over and burst out into a fit of laughter. Nero just sneered at her. Making a mental note to take a needle and poke holes in all her her condoms when he returned home. "Th-that's the name of the drink!" "Say what! That sound like something a gay fucker came up with!" "Exactly. Which why I gave it to you." Nero all but turned beet red and tried to make a grab at his sister over the bar. The attempt failed when she pulled a stripper move and dodged him. He wanted to keep his sexual preference on the DL at this club. The last thing he wanted was running out of this club like he had done at all the other clubs. Away from loads of gay men who wanted a piece of him. It had been a couple of months now since Nero came out of the closet. It took Kyrie to show him that he was gay. It was like that damn episode from Will and Grace. Only it was worse then that. He had been dating Kyrie for a while until the night came when she wanted to go to the next level with him. It was the first time that they really made out and Nero had felt queasy. Blaming it on his nerves he continued with her. Then came the moment of truth. Kyrie had ended up undressing herself and made the move. She touched him down there. When that happened Nero jumped off that bed like it was on fire and bee-lined to the bathroom. Where he promptly puked his guts out. Kyrie had been horrified and confused at Nero's actions. She had left without him asking her to. Nero waited for his sister to come home that night and explained to her what happened. He was expecting his lovely sister to laugh at him,but when she didn't he got worried. That's when she told him that he was gay. Nero tried,at first like every supposed straight guy,to deny it. But as Nevan explained to him that what he felt for her was a fake love. That Kyrie had always been there for him and that he thought he loved her like how she loved him. And that that night had showed him that he in fact was repulsed by her. Her body that is. Any women's body. And he had always shown it. Whenever his guy friends were over and they would ogle at Nevan and he would just make a face. Not because she was his sister but because she was a woman. And that he did that to every girl that would pass by. When everything sunk into Nero's brain he had been totally shocked. The fact that he was always gay and he didn't know it hit him hard. It hit Kyrie even harder. She was depressed and didn't talk to him for a month. But later on she had forgiven Nero and now they were closer than ever. And because of this newfound closeness she was making it her damn job at taking him to clubs. Not to 'release pent up energy',but to find him a partner. "Please,Nevan,keep it down!" Nero yelled. "I'm kinda getting used to this club and I really don't feel like running out." Nevan giggled at Nero as he tried to hide his red face. "Why should I? Maybe you'll find a guy." "Or get trampled by them." Both siblings looked up and smiled. Kyrie was standing next to Nero,huffing and puffing from all the dancing she had been doing. Sweat was running down the side of her face and every other part of her exposed body. She had been wearing a white bra with a long sleeved fish-net shirt over it. The white mini skirt she wore just as equally short as Nevan's dress. Black ripped up pantyhose were accompanied with white stilettos. Kyrie had her hair down to complete the look she had going on. This,right here,is what men drooled for. "Yup. I'm definitely gay." Nero stated as he took a sip from his Blue Mother Fucker. Kyrie slapped Nero upside his head. Causing the teen to slightly choke on his drink. Nevan fell to the floor laughing at the face Nero had made. He coughed at bit before turning to the brunette,glaring daggers at her. Kyrie laughed and sat next to Nero and ordered some water. "So,when are you gonna get your ass on the dance floor?" "When Nevan finally gets married. Ow!" Nero rubbed the spot on his head that his sister punched. "C'mon,Nero! You do this all the time! You sit,watch everybody having a great time,and drink the night away!" "You make it sound like I'm a drunk." "The way this is going you're gonna be one," Nevan stated as she took Nero's empty glass and went to prepare him another BMF. Nero just sighed,"Just leave me alone with this already. You can go and dance your ass off as much as you want. I'll just stay here and drink. Besides,I haven't seen anyone out on the floor that makes me wanna boogie." "Boogie? Damn,you really are just like my boss." "Your boss?" Nevan nodded. "Yup. The man may be the owner of the club,but he's such a stick in the mud. He doesn't go out and dance at all. All he does is come here to the bar and drink. And his reason for doing so is that he hasn't found someone who can make him get up and do the deed." "He sounds like an old geezer." Nero laughed as he grabbed the BMF that Nevan handed to him. "Old geezer! That suits him just fine!" Nevan barked as she wiped down the bar. "Well,last time I checked I could do the deed. And I'm fucking good at it." Nero froze. A shiver went up his spine at the sound of the male voice that came from behind him. He didn't know if what made him shiver was the sound of the voice or just the way the man had said fucking. Whatever it may be,Nero wanted to hear the man speak again. Even if it was to say the longest wrong it the dictionary. "Hey,boss! You that I was just joking about that! It was my younger brother that got that idea stuck in my head!" "Your brother?" "Oh! That's right. I never introduced my brother to you." Nevan slapped Nero on his arm and motioned for him to turn around. He did as he was told. Holy Joseph and Mary. The teen felt like he was looking at the most beautiful statue in the world. Only this one was alive and breathing. The man before him towered over him. He was most likely stood at 6'0. He was wearing a black long sleeved where he had rolled up the sleeves to pass he elbow. On top of that the shirt was a v-neck. Which gave Nero a nice view at the man's collar bones and a bit of his chest. All Nero could think of was how he wished Kyrie could swap shirts with the guy so that he could see all of that toned chest of his. Along with the black v-neck he had layered it with a silky red vest. It was buttoned,it just hung there on him. And Nero thanked God for that because he was able to see some abs through the black material. The man must've worked out a lot to keeps those boys. As Nero's eyes trailed down past the man's tops he saw that he was wearing a pair of black leather pants. An A+ in Nero's book. A pair of shiny black boots finished off the look. When Nero looked back up at the man's face he gasped. His hair was white,but not to symbolize that he was old. Fuck nah! This guy was older him,but not an old geezer as he had joked about before! His hair was a regular length though his bangs parted with the majority of it resting over his right eye. He had some stubble on his chin. But,none of that was what made Nero gasp. No. It was the man's eyes. His eyes were a captivating blue. And they was a spark in them. His eyes reminded him of the drink that he had come to like. "Blue Mother Fucker..." Nero whispered. "Did you say something,kid?" Kid? He did not just call me that? Nero glared at the man,"My name's not kid. And I'm not one either!" The man laughed at Nero's outburst. More shivers went down Nero's spine. His laughter sounded better than the music that was playing. Nero could listen to it all day and not get tired of it. The man took his right hand out of his pocket. Offering to shake it. "Then what's your name. So that I can call you that all night." Nero's mind went straight to the gutter. That last line sounded so damn sexy and perverted. And it stirred up so many thoughts in the teen's mind. Really. Hot. And. Dirty. Ones. "M-my name's Nero. Nero Angelo." Nero stated as he went and shook the hand that was being offered. He felt like melting already. The guy's hand was big. And oddly enough it was soft. "Nero." "Yes." Oh he was so definitely gone pass out. "Nice name." The man pointed at himself with his free hand,grinning the whole time. "I'm Dante Sparda. Owner of Devil May Cry. I'm rude. Lazy ass fuck unless there is something that can motivate me. A bad mouther. A huge flirt. Single. And..." Dante,while still holding onto Nero's hand,pulled the teen up to him. Nero landed right on Dante. His hands landing on the older man's chest. Dante then leaned down to Nero's ear. His breath slightly tickling it. "I'd really like to be a pleasurable pain in your ass." Nero's knees buckled. He didn't fall to the floor on a count of,somewhere during the statement,Dante had wrapped his arm around Nero's waist. A blush made it's way onto his face. This guy was too damn fucking sexy for his own good! Nero felt like a school girl. Blushing and almost falling to the floor. How could this man that he just met cause him to feel like this? Right now Nero didn't give a flying crap. All he wanted was to go somewhere with Dante and enjoy that 'pleasurable pain' that he mentioned. Nevan coughed getting Dante and Nero's attention. "Leave my brother alone,Dante. I don't know what you told him,but whatever it is the answer is no." "Aw,c'mon Nevan! I just asked him if he would dance with me." "Dance!" Nero and Nevan yelped in unison. "Will you,Nero? I've wanting to dance but-" "Yes!" Nero yelled. Dante nearly jumped out of his skin. He knew that the music was loud as hell. But not loud enough to make him go deaf for the kid's scream. Dante chuckled and ran his fingers through his hair,"Then we're off!" He took Nero by the waist and looked back at Nevan. Giving her look that made her shake a bit. "Don't wait up." Before Nevan could even protest Dante had disappeared off into the dance floor with Nero. Grinning the whole way.
So,yeah. I'm gonna tease all of you a bit before I give you the lemon you oh so want! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! XD
REVIEW PLEASE!
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