Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own any of the devil may cry characters in this fiction, if I did, Kyrie would have died in the first ten minutes of the game and Dante and Nero would be together...and Vergil would be shirtless in the third game...and Arkham would wear a frilly princess dress for my entertainment.

Rated Mature for Violence, Blood and Gore, Language, Angst, and Hot Man Sex.

Chapter Eleven: Falling in Love

Dante had forced him to cum thrice already that evening, never penetrating him fully no matter how much he craved for the older hunter to just take him. The elder was now purring in his ear contently, three of his fingers still up to the knuckle inside of Nero but they only rested softly against the spot that sent shivers to the dull burning still residing below his navel. He sighed softly as his lover waited for him to finish resting, already eager for yet another round of forcing the younger man under him to writhe and scream his name.

Nero buried his face into the black pillow he was facing, feeling the older demon slayer kiss down his bare back before pressing up against him again. The bulge in the silk boxers Dante wore brushed against his ass as the elder kissed and nipped at his neck once more, ripping another needy groan from his lips as the elder purred deeply against the skin. He was already covered in small bruises, none of which were from the parasites the day before, but Dante was still not content with even an inch of his skin not being claimed by teeth, tongue, and lips.

The younger hunter shivered as Dante nipped playfully at the pulse in the crook of his neck, laving his tongue against the small spot the most out of every pallid inch of his neck. Nero tilted his head to the side, hiding the spot and smirking when he heard a soft but stern growl. He chuckled breathlessly when Dante stroked his prostate gently to distract him, nuzzling the side of his jaw until Nero relented and bared his neck to him again.

"How's your chest, Nero?" Dante asked as he brushed his nose against the forming bruise on the crook of Nero's neck, his devil half purring at him as it told him that it was going to mark its mate right there when Nero was writhing under him and cumming while he was finally thrusting into that tight heat clenching around his fingers. It would look great there, just visible enough for other demons and humans to see while hidden enough by the younger man's clothing so Nero would let him keep his groin.

His human half was honestly concerned about his inner demon's plan though. He wanted to claim Nero, hell, he needed to ever since the brash punk kissed him then suddenly left him to think the parasites had torn him limb from limb after the younger man had caused that damn avalanche. But he was also worried about tearing open the deep cut and making Nero start bleeding again.

"It's fine...ah." Nero tangled the talons of his devil bringer into the silver strands of his lover who was nuzzling his neck, the fingers that had been torturing him with pleasure twisting softly and brushing against his sweet spot yet again. He had forgotten about the deep wound in his chest the second Dante's sleep warmed hands had been on him, the cut throbbing only slightly but never coming close to overshadowing the ecstasy running through his veins. He bucked back gently, making himself moan as he forced Dante's fingers to rub against his prostate harshly.

"You sure? I don't want it to get irritated and start bleeding again..." The older slayer lifted his free hand to carefully run across the red tinged bandages before he leaned down and brushed his lips against one of the darker areas. He swore a part of the gauze was a tint darker since they had started but the younger man only moaned as he felt the elder's lips press onto the part of the cut on his back through the gauze.

"It's alright. Dante..." Nero reached back, placing a hand on the older man's lower back and hoping to get his attention. Dante hummed and moved up a little so his face was level with Nero's, the hand tangled in the hair at the nape of his neck pulling him closer until they were kissing tenderly again, the heat and lust still present but there was much more under it, unspoken feelings that they both knew were there but did not want to ruin by speaking them.

"Think your ready for me now, Nero?" Dante asked, his voice dropping low and husky as he pulled away from the kiss, pecking away a small string of their mixed saliva after their kiss turned deep yet just as languid. He traced the younger man's bottom lip gently with his thumb as Nero nodded, feeling the soft breaths of his new lover's panting while staring into the gorgeous azure eyes looking back into his.

"I've been ready for a long time, old man." Nero lean forward a bit more, stretching his neck to peck Dante on the lips again even after the older hunter had pulled back. He could not stop himself from loving the taste of Dante's lips on his, trying to hold back a little out of pride but an entirely different part of his mind was eager to submit and beg the elder half demon to stop the pleasurable torture and take him. "Now, hurry up."

"Whatever you say, kid." Dante chuckled but the noise that came from his throat sounded more like a predator ready to pounce and devour his prey than a small laugh. He nuzzled the bruise on Nero's neck once more, hearing a soft mutter of possession from his demon side before he leaned up and pulled his finger out of Nero so he could move. "Get on your back. It'll be easier to avoid tearing your chest open again."

"I told you it was fine, Dante." Nero breathed, holding in a moan of loss from the emptiness he felt inside of him as he did what the older slayer said and flipped onto his back. He ignored the heat in his cheeks as Dante smiled down at him, a slight tint of red rimming the sky blue eyes. His eyes left the other man's as he saw hands grasp the waistband of the last bit of fabric between them, his breath catching in his throat just as he moved to pull them down.

Dante's cock pressed heavily against his stomach after his boxers were tossed off the side of the bed, pulsing with the need to fuck as the tip glistened with a few drops of precum. Nero felt himself blush when the older hunter settled between his spread legs, panting heatedly when he looked over his lover's thick erection leaking a bit more from the lust Nero eyed him with. The younger man licked his lips again, his eyes half lidded as he took in just how well built the older man was, from his defined abs and chest right down to his cock he was sexy enough that Nero finally understood why many men and women threw themselves at Dante. A small voice in the back of his mind told him to calm down, to keep at least a bit of his pride, but a rough demonic voice hushed it quickly. He spread his legs a bit more, listening to the demonic blood telling him to just give himself over completely to the stronger half demon.

Dante's own inner devil growled lowly as Nero submitted to him, the red tinting the younger hunter's eyes telling him that his own demon approved of the deep growls echoing repeated in the back of the elder's mind.

He's ours. I want him! Claim him already!

"You don't know how fucking bad I want to fuck you right now, Nero." Dante murmured, his voice husky and almost dark as his devil half threatened to trigger and tear into his new mate. "It's taking everything I have right now not to trigger and just fucking devour you whole."

The ex-order member felt his breathing pick up at the threat, blaming his demon side when he felt his erection twitch at the thought of Dante ripping into him. He eagerly pressed up against the older hunter, rubbing his ass against the straining erection of his lover and eliciting a heated growl that sounded more like Dante's devil was going to kill him than mate with him. Nero ground against him a bit harder, a heavy heat settling in the air around them and suffocating his inner demon. He needed Dante to take him or his devil side was going to drive him insane.

"You're really pushing it, k-kid." Dante breathed, grinding back as he felt the other man's prepared entrance brush against the length of his cock and tempt him to thrust inside of his new lover. The scent coming off of Nero's skin quickly changed, tinged with demonic pheromones as he fought off another growl that was rising in the back of his throat. He had forced the younger slayer's more unnatural instincts to kick in, having tortured him with pleasure to the point where Nero's demonic half was trying to force him to mate with him now. He made a mental note to feel proud of his skills in intimacy later, knowing that he had driven the younger man to the point most full demons had to reach during sex, or risk their current partner tearing out their throats as soon as they were done fucking each others brains out.

Nero writhed under the older man, his eyes clouding over with crimson as he bucked against the throbbing cock merely grinding against the curve of his ass. He bit his lower lip sharply, his muddled mind not understanding why Dante was not already inside of him and fucking him senseless. His head was spinning from the arousal running thickly through his veins, a small grunt of desperation leaving his lips before he finally gave into the desire overwhelming his body. He reached down between them with his devil bringer, swatting away one of the elder's hands that was resting close to his aching cock but not touching him in the slightest. He wrapped a hand around himself, glancing down at Dante's jutting erection before quickly stroking himself without restraint.

Moaning loudly as he shifted away from the older hunter, he trailed his human hand down between his legs and shivered when he brushed a finger against the tight puckered entrance that Dante still had yet to claim. He gasped sharply when he slipped a finger inside of himself, opening his eyes after a moment of revealing in the fact that at least something was inside of him and meeting a second set of crimson eyes staring back at him. His breathing hitched violently when he felt Dante grab his wrist and tear his finger out of himself, arching his back and crying out loudly when he felt the thick cock his demon half was nearly worshiping slam deeply inside of him.

"Dante!" Nero gasped as the older hunter withdrew slowly before he slammed back into his ass just as roughly as the first, moaning as his inner devil purred audibly. He was thankful that the elder had teased him with his fingers as long as he had, prepared enough to take harsh thrusts Dante's little restraint was rewarding him for his impatience. Strong hands gripped his hips tightly, lifting him up a little so the more experienced slayer could thrust into him a bit easier. Dante's hot mouth assaulted his neck with licks and nips from sharp teeth, trailing down to kiss along his collarbone tenderly while growling at how deep he could thrust into his no longer virgin mate.

Nero threw his head back into the pillows behind him, clenching the bed sheets in a death grip when he felt Dante nail a spot inside of him that made his vision blur from the spirals of pleasure. The slight shift of his body made the head of Dante's cock not just brush but full on slam into his prostate, the next thrust being the same as Nero arched his back nearly in two and bared his neck willingly to the other man.

"D-Dante...Fuck! I...I-I..." Nero stuttered aimlessly, lost in the sudden rapture Dante had forced him into and not sure what he was going to say as the older man kept his thrusts slow yet deep inside of him. The young punk grabbed the side of Dante's face with the hand not currently busy with pumping his cock at the same rate as the thrusting hips hitting his prostate and sending him into the deep abyss of ecstasy, pulling the older devil slayer's face away from creating more marks and bruises on his collarbone. He kissed him frantically, nicking his tongue on a sharp fang as he pushed it into Dante's mouth, ignoring it as he heard a soft moan bordering on a purr escape the elder man at the tang of his blood but no complaint as their tongues danced and fought for dominance behind their lips.

Dante quickly won, taking the chance to explore and taste every inch of Nero's mouth, committing every detail to memory before drawing away to groan in pleasure. He moved one of his hands away from Nero's hips, groping the younger man's ass harshly as he started thrusting a little faster. He panted heavily as he gave the firm flesh a gentle squeeze before drawing his hand back, sharply bringing it back up to meet the tender flesh. Nero jumped and bucked back onto his cock, the muscles squeezing his aching erection tightening and ripping a moan from Dante's throat.

"Damn it, Nero. You're driving me crazy." He muttered, loving how Nero's face had flushed a bit red from the light spank he had given his ass. He lifted the younger hunter's hips off the bed more, forcing Nero's back to arch as he got to his knees. Dante glanced down at the ex-order member writhing against the satin sheets under him, watching as light pants escaped the lightly parted lips with every thrust and Nero's eyes close as if it would help compose himself while under the assault of pleasure.

The younger man's legs wrapped around his waist, drawing him deeper into the tight heat clenching around him tightly as Nero started bucking back to meet the rhythm he had set. Nero's human hand reached back to clutch at the pillow under his head, the tantalizing scent of Nero's devil side growing stronger in the air around them. Dante's own inner demon purred back as he angled himself so he could thrust up into the younger hunter's prostate harshly, quickening his pace slightly but still trying to thrust as deep into his lover as he could.

"Dante!" Nero gasped as he was suddenly caught in a rapid tempo, his devil side purring in sweet satisfaction as his devil bringer stroked his leaking erection to the same pace. A tight heat was already forming below his navel, burning his insides in a delightfully good way as his inner demon demanded the elder half demon to claim him and cum deep within him. Each of Dante's thrusts sent electricity up his spine in large bursts as the fire in his core coiled even tighter, taking his breath away and only making the demonic urges stronger. His muscles involuntarily clenched and relaxed around Dante as he stroked his nearly virgin inner walls with every inch of his thick shaft, the quick pace making him writhe and wish Dante would do something to satisfy the carnal urges growing within him.

The elder hunter felt a shiver spike down his spine as Nero's face twisted into a mix of desperation and pleasure, sliding a hand across the younger slayer's left thigh as he slammed himself into the other man. He nearly stopped thrusting altogether when Nero moaned loudly under him, the sound so out of it that Dante had to physically stop himself so he would not trigger and literally fuck the other part demon through the mattress. The urge to make him his and give himself over to him in return flooding his mind as a ridiculously erotic groan rumbled from Nero's throat, the younger man obviously not happy with how Dante had suddenly dropped to just thrusting shallowly inside of him.

Nero pushed his hips insistently against the elder's, trying to thrust the older man's throbbing cock all the way inside of him by himself. He let out a frustrated groan when he realized that he could not get the same depth and pace they had before without Dante's help. He panted heatedly as his inner devil screamed at him to please give him back the delicious feeling that had been running through his veins, his eyes opening and meeting Dante's half lidded ones.

"Why...Why the fuck did y...you stop?" Nero breathed, glaring as much as he could while he silently begged for the older hunter to fuck him hard and fast. He ran his human hand across Dante's chest, digging his blunt nails into the skin as he felt the more experienced hunter thrust hard into his prostate once before returning to the shallow pace.

"If I had kept that up, kid...I would have...triggered on you." Dante moaned softly as the younger man looked him directly in the eye, behind the lust held a need for him and only him. He swallowed hard when he understood what the look meant, losing a bit of his control over his inner devil as it reared up again.

"Then fucking trigger." Nero said, his tone as demanding as the voice echoing in the back of his mind. He leaned up and wrapped his free arm around Dante's shoulders, using it to sit up and push the other man's thick erection deeper inside of him as he clung to him. "Dante...Do it or I'll kick your ass so hard you'll take longer to heal than me."

Dante buried his face in the crook of Nero's neck, worrying the young punk for a moment before he felt the older man grab his hips with both of his hands and pull him up off the slick erection with ease. He bit his bottom lip to stop himself from screaming as Dante slammed him down onto his thick cock, starting to rut into him at an accelerated pace that made the last look like the elder was merely preparing him for this. Nero ran his dull nails down Dante's back before bringing them up to tangle in the silver mane resting against the nape of Dante's neck, pulling him into another deep kiss as he groaned and gasped at the pleasure numbing his mind all over again.

Dante brought one of his hands back to Nero's ass, smacking it lightly and enjoying how the younger man gasped and moaned, his muscles tightening around him again and making him groan in bliss. He heard Nero moan his name again, the demanding tone to the younger hunter's voice starting to waver into a plea as the older man tortured all the right spots with unrelenting pleasure. He spanked the younger man again, loving when he managed to force an uneven gasp and inhale from his lover before the little punk moaned his name again.

The room was getting louder as they let out full force into each other. The old mattress squeaked under their rapid movements, the headboard tapping the wall and forcing some of the white paint to chip off, their skin lewdly slapping against each other, the wet sounds of their deep kisses, the panting of the heated air into their oxygen starved lungs, the heavy moaning, the soft cursing, the nearly animalistic fucking. Dante could not hold back any longer even if he wanted to.

As Nero was rocking sluttily against him, face contorted in euphoria and deep ecstasy, he finally let go, triggering inside the younger man. His demonic half growled its approval as Nero cried out from the surge of tingling power that rushed through him, nearly cumming at the feeling as it crawled up his spine with the waves of pleasure. He pressed Nero against the mattress again, ignoring the complaints the bed frame made as he slammed himself animalistically into the tight heat tightening around his devil trigger's slightly larger cock.

Nero tossed his head back and forth against the pillow under him yet again, turned on completely by Dante's trigger form fucking him like there was no tomorrow. He could feel the fire below his navel burn deeply, stroking himself as hard as he could as Dante abused his prostate so well with the head of his thick erection. Nero gave in and yelled Dante's name at the top of his lungs, surrendering himself to their frantic fucking as he felt sharp fangs brushing against the well bruised crook of his neck.

When Dante noticed Nero rapidly jerking himself off, he let out a mix of a groan and a growl, pounding even harder into the younger man and forcing another desperate moan of his name from the punk's lips. His teeth ached to penetrate the younger slayer in a completely new way, grazing them against the pale skin of Nero's neck as he found the perfect place to claim the other as his mate. He ran his tongue across his fangs briefly before sinking them into the quivering flesh, drawing blood and hearing Nero go silent. He drank the crimson flowing out of the fresh mark in a trance, swearing he had never tasted anything more delicious in his entire life.

He pulled away slowly, carefully licking every drop of his new mate's blood off his lips before running his tongue over the fresh mate mark, his erection throbbing when he heard a moan of overwhelming satisfaction leave Nero's lips. Dante kissed the mark lovingly before pounding harder into the tight little ass that practically had his name on it now. He trailed his kisses up to the young devil hunter's ear, brushing his lips against the shell as he whispered in a husky demonic voice that radiated sex.

"You're mine now, Nero." He made sure to purr his mate's name, being rewarded when he felt Nero's muscles clamp down hard around his leaking cock. His spitfire lover only a few thrusts away from completion. "All mine. Mine. Mine. Mine!" Dante grunted the last one as he sped up his pace, nearing the edge as it felt like Nero wanted him to cum right then inside of him.

Nero shut his eyes tightly, nodding rapidly to the words spilling out of Dante's lips, vaguely aware of what they meant but he did not care so long as the older hunter would keep talking to him in that deep purr that made the heat below his navel coil and feel as if it would explode at any moment. He bit his lower lip until he tasted the faint tang of copper, fisting his cock roughly just as Dante slammed directly into his prostate. He moaned lewdly as his entire body seized up, his toes curling as he screamed Dante's name as loud as he could and shut his eyes tightly. The length inside him stiffened as he clenched around it, his own cock giving a heavy throb before spurting his cum across his abs and up onto his chest, his devil bringer milking every drop from him as he writhed under the older man.

He gasped as he heard a feral growl above him, the thrusts inside him loosing any rhythm or care of not hurting him in his desperation to reach his own release. Dante bit into his neck again forcing another splash of white cum from his cock as he moaned, the elder man's own hot seed filling him to the brim and dripping down his thighs and Dante's cock when his tight ass just could not hold all of it. The warm rush of his partner's cum entering him made Nero flush, his inner devil purring audibly at the feeling of being so thoroughly claimed.

When his orgasm finally subsided, Nero collapsed against the riffled sheets and misplaced pillows, heart pounding in his chest as he panted the cooling stuffy air into his starved lungs. He sighed contently when he felt Dante detrigger and nuzzle the side of his neck again. Closing his eyes, he felt too tired to berate himself for screaming and moaning as much as he did, cumming four times by the hands of a mate as sexy as Dante did that to a person. He smiled softly as Dante moved to nuzzle his jaw lightly until Nero moved his head from staring off to the side. The kiss they shared was lazy and gentle, both hunters exhausted from their coupling.

Dante returned the smile against his lips, running his hands lovingly over the younger man's body before pulling out of him and kissing him languidly but deeply. When they finally pulled away, Dante froze as the heavy scent of copper started to rise above the smell of sweat and sex. He swallowed roughly before looking down to catch the sight of the thick gauze on Nero's chest turning from a faint pink to a full bloody red.

"Shit! Kid, I think we tore open your chest again." Dante's brow furrowed, the lazy afterglow forgotten as he leaned up and looked over the red tainted cloth. He had finally claimed the sexy spitfire, he was not about to let him die when he had finally realized how great the other hunter was in bed. "I'll be right back with the first aid. Put some pressure on it."

Nero placed a hand over the wet bandages, still lost within what Dante had just made him feel as Dante rushed out of the bedroom and down into the office. The tear in the side of his chest probably explained why he was having trouble catching his breath but the pleasure he had experienced with Dante had overshadowed the pain so much that he could not even remember when he had torn open the healing wound. He closed his eyes after a moment, panting heavily still but smiling. Nero could careless about the fact that he was bleeding out across the black and red sheets, too happy that he was Dante's now. He nearly let himself slip into unconsciousness, only the sound of the panicked voice of the older hunter drawing him back and making him open his eyes.

Dante carefully tended to the wound again, redressing it over and over as he attempted to slow the bleeding a second time that day. He kissed Nero gently on his neck, his lips, and even his eyelids whenever he would close them for too long in exhaustion. When the bleeding finally started to clot, Dante breathed a sigh of relief before kissing Nero on the lips tenderly. Nero blushed with what little blood that had not escaped the cut on his chest, the elder hunter crawling onto the bed beside him and pulling the sheets over them once they were settled. Nero rested his head against Dante's chest, the slightly labored and rhythmic heartbeat calming down after a few moments before the older slayer finally fell asleep, holding the younger man tightly in his arms.

Nero sighed when he could breath a bit easier again, knowing that the second he was better he would kick the caring man sleeping next to him's ass so hard that he would wish the parasites would have got to him.

But still, despite everything, from who they were and what they did to his deeply rooted pride, Nero could see himself falling in love with Dante. If he had not already.

The End

*falls over* Finally. These chapters were hard to bring out. Remind me to never drop one of my stories ever again!

Now, back to planning another new story.