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Nero's Private Time	By : RenoTurk Category: +A through F > Devil May Cry Views: 2507 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Devil May Cry, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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- 1-Nero's Private Time
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Nero sank into the office chair in his flat, a small and fairly tidy affair that was solely his, around the corner from Kyrie’s house and within traveling distance of Devil May Cry. The day had been excessively long, with training and then a patrol around the docklands. He’d even met with some irritating marionettes that had been determined to block his way for a good twenty minutes. The afternoon errand around the city, and finally the check-in at the orphanage, meant when he finally got to sit down it was with a tired groan of appreciation.

Nero had fancied going to see Kyrie, but one call to her had put that plan short, she was off for the night at singing practice. Nero couldn't complain, with her phenomenal voice and she was a beauty to look at, she was everything he wanted and more. It was also annoying however that the one thing he couldn't get right now was what he wanted, to get laid.

He flipped on the computer, thinking maybe checking his e-mails would distract him? He ended up surfing around online and inevitably ended up on the Webpages of the dark recesses of the amateur porn video uploads. Nero slammed the laptop case down; the itch wasn't going away, time to sort it out his own way. He shrugged out of his coat and threw it to the back of the door, with a practiced aim it landed on the hook and he flipped open the silver-rose belt buckle.

Adjusting in his seat to get his legs wider, mostly to avoid the seams on his trousers cutting in, he unzipped his pants and top button. Ah release! His semi-erect penis fell out of its confines via the hole in his boxer shorts, over the dark blue material and into the cooler air of the room. Nero’s cock even half-hard was still enough to make most women interested, but Nero wasn’t after most women, he had the one he loved.

His fingers curled around the hardening shaft, he brushed the thumb over the tip, moving the slit around and letting his head fall back as he started to stroke slowly. Nero’s uncut cock began to swell in his hand, he gripped it a little tighter as it came fully to life, the skin ran back over the mushroom head, his fingers continuing to tease and play. Nero let out a soft moan, his balls needed out too, his demonic hand slipped in and pulled them free.

He closed his eyes, images of the last time he’d been in bed with Kyrie came to mind, his hands on her breasts, her hand on his erection. He hadn’t wanted to leave the bed that morning either, he knew that for definite as she’d slid over on his lap, sank down over him and his cock pushed up deep inside her hot walls. He had spent most of the morning thinking about how she’d ran her hand over her stomach, a nervous giggle coming along with flushed cheeks, as she had got a good enough angle to rub over his thick shaft buried inside her.

The soft panting turned to a slightly heftier one, his hand worked up and down his now fully erect penis. On his hand the two silver-rings glinted as they were caught in the desk lamp light every now and then, his hand worked faster, his other hand lightly brushed over his balls as he moved them around, wanting to postpone the much needed jerk-off climax for as long as he could. However, he mused, he also needed release; he needed to feel that solid, consuming release that would relieve a stressful day.

Nero’s hot cock throbbed; he swapped hands, his clawed fingers and rubbed along it faster. A steady stream of clear pre-cum was falling from the swollen organ in front of him, Nero’s veins throbbed as he leant over to the desk drawer, still holding the hard meat, as he found what he’d been searching for.

He grabbed the rubbery-ring up, slid it down over his shaft and around his balls, forcing the blood into them and watching with some satisfaction as his genitals reacted to the new restriction. Nero wasn’t shy about the things he liked, and one of them was the admittance that he might well love his woman but his ass was also in need of occasional attention. Tonight was one of those occasions. He found the slim butt-plug, lube and then as a second though popped out a small vibrator.

The small toys that he’d purchased were more of an experiment to see what they did, Kyrie had blushingly and rarely pushed a finger to his prostate when they were teasing each other, she knew he liked it and she found the elicit stream of curses that came with his powerful orgasms to be a turn on. His mind returned to her once more, how hard he’d fought for her, how rewarding it had all been.

Nero slid out of his jeans properly this time; they dropped towards the floor and he kicked them off before putting one foot going up to the desk. The clear lube was cold on his fingers, but warmed quickly as he slicked up the plug and slid it into his ass. He let out a groan, it felt unfamiliar but not in an unwelcome way, his hand went back to stroking the now very heavily engorged erection. The raised veins were covered in lube and pre-cum now as he stroked, again the silver rings adorning his fingers glinted in the light.

It was getting harder to avoid the oncoming climax, so he stopped the steady rhythmic grip around the top of his cock head, closing his eyes he let the feeling that was welling up slowly wash away a little more. It was some show of willpower that he didn’t explode there and then, but he wasn’t ready, it wasn’t going to be release enough. After a short while Nero’s other hand replaced the already soaked fingers of his other. The slightly rougher feeling and scaled hand slowly took over, at first he’d been nervous of using the strange mutation on his own body, but then after a while he’d accepted it was simply part of him and now it was just another tool to jack-off with like anything else.

His other hand turned the little vibrator on, rocking against the plug already filling his ass, Nero took a breath as he pushed the device against his balls. Holy shit! It felt good, the buzz around them, his ass pushed full and the ring around his balls were just a little too much to cope with, his fingers curled around his shaft, knocking up against the hefty head with them as he did so.

“Fuck.” He muttered into the empty room. He had to get the restrictive cock ring off. It was a delicate moment as he let the vibe fall to the chair under his balls damn even that felt good, and lifted it around his very sensitive organ.

With no pressure around the base of his erection a stream of pre-cum flowed over like a small eruption, Nero relaxed back against the chair again. Having got near to climax once he was nearly shaking with need, the vibrator got picked up again and pushed against the tip of his cock, he jerked a little, his hips going involuntarily as he brought himself to a near-blinding climax. It was the shift forwards to grab at some tissues that finally did it, as he moved to get them the plug shifted and pushed against his prostate. Nero yelped, the unexpected push against it send a harsh shiver down his spine.

Nero’s climax came with a solid spurt of white cum, his hand, the desk and top of his laptop were splattered with it. He dropped the vibrator to the floor, jerking in the chair as he muttered another obscenity, his throbbing erection streaming out the hot fluid, leaving him weak from the effort before spent he flopped back into the chair, panting. It took a moment or two before he managed to move enough to pull the plug out, with a soft pop as his ass finally let the thing go he dropped it, cleaned up as best as he could and finally pulled up his pants before going to look for a cold beer.
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