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Dante wasn’t too sure how to feel about the whole Temen-ni-gru situation. 

On one hand he was really glad he caught his idiot older brother before he could literally throw himself into the Underworld. 

On the other…

Vergil had been behaving more strangely than usual.  

Not that he truly knew how his brother ticked anymore after all these years apart - their very brief reunion almost a year ago not withstanding. 

In many ways he was still the same as when they were young and too innocent to know what was to come. 

A bit arrogant and aloof but with the might to back it up. Too smart for his own good but quick to anger under all that masked indifference he tried to portray. Dressed to the nines despite his demonic nature always being ready to play and fight dirty to obliterate his opponent any way necessary.

But after literally dragging his twin's unconscious form through the crumbling tower and home to his crumbling shop - Vergil’s been different . 

Dante would often catch his twin just staring at him. Full on eyes open, his ice blue eyes solely focused on him without blinking. 

It made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up and goosebumps spread all over his skin whenever he could feel that gaze locked onto his form. Even something as dull and uninteresting as washing the dishes had Vergil’s undivided focus on him and only him. 

It creeped him out and left him restless to say the least. He felt hunted in his own home, which his newly awakened demonic instincts were not too happy about. 

The bundle of demonic power sitting at his core was restless and aggravated but easily bounced back to being excited about something whenever Vergil was around. It was annoying and ground on his nerves day in and day out. 

He even started wearing a shirt when they went out on a mission! Him! A shirt! Truly blasphemous. But it helped him feel less naked and exposed around his older brother. 

Not that he actually minded the attention, but at least he wasn’t dulling his teeth from grinding them together all day anymore.

His dear twin's behavior only got weirder and more eccentric as time went on. It almost gave him whiplash on multiple occasions at his unpredictable and out of character demeanor.

He had dragged Vergil on a mission he got from his new contractor Morrison. It was the first mission he accepted from the man, and he had high hopes that he finally found a decent contractor after Enzo fucked off to who knows where. 

It was just a demon nest made up of the Seven Hells. Prides, Envies, bla bla bla who cares! Probably some leftover demons that escaped out of the tower. Small fries that barely held out under a few of Rebellion and Yamato's devastating slashes.

The younger twin was just getting into the groove of the fight when he felt Vergil’s power gather and explode out. With a quick glance at his brother he knew the fight would be over in just a moment as he growled in his devil trigger and positioned himself to start up a Judgment Cut End. 

“Oh shit-” Dante hissed and quickly Trickster-teleported behind Vergil as seemingly millions of blue slashes sparkled through the air and cut up all the demons that were left standing. 

Red orbs rained to the ground as Vergil landed back next to him and slowly sheathed Yamato - his devil trigger disappearing with a lazy shrug of his shoulder. With the hand not holding his beloved sword he pushed his hair back, despite there not being a single strand out of place. 

Asshole. 

“What was that!? You almost cut me in half too!” Dante hissed and stuck Rebellion into the ground to lean on her hilt. 

“I wouldn’t have. My control is too precise.” Vergil huffed and turned up his nose at the mere implication that he wasn’t perfectly in control.

“Well I guess? And I was just starting to have fun…” Dante grumbled and settled Rebellion on his back.

Vergil seemed almost pleased by Dante’s answer before both quickly absorbed the red orbs scattered around the ground. 

“The quicker this is over the sooner we can take care of the pigsty you call a shop anyway.” Vergil turned and walked in the direction of their anxiously waiting client. 

“Hey!! You are the one who raised that tower at my damn front door!” Dante yelled after him. 

He dug his elbow right into Vergil’s side as he caught up to him - which of course resulted in another scuffle between them.

The client could wait a few minutes, surely.

Vergil did make good on a promise and helped turn the shop into something he would  actually describe as livable. No matter how much he moaned and griped about his posters and half-broken furniture being taken out of the vandalized front room, he had to concede - it looked nice. 

And hey. Even though the younger twin thinks it’s totally fine to have pizza as his only sustenance, he had to begrudgingly admit that a home-cooked meal was enjoyable once in a while. 

Not that he would let Vergil know that…

The staring was somehow even worse when he was eating Vergil’s cooking. It’s not the best but it’s Vergil’s so of course he would eat it.

Dante hummed as he swallowed the bite he was chewing on and awkwardly glanced at his brother who had already finished his portion. 

“Are you… still hungry?” 

“No.” 

An even awkwarder silence grew between them as Dante quickly finished off his plate and dumped his and Vergil’s silverware in the sink.

“Did you enjoy it?” Vergil suddenly asked from behind him. 

It took everything in him to not jump OR slam his elbow hard into Vergil’s chest. That damn table was right behind them and most importantly brand new and very expensive. He was NOT ruining it that quickly - Nor did he want to deal with a pouting Vergil. 

No, thank you. That is like having a constant rain cloud hanging over you. Annoying and no fun for Dante. 

“Yes…?” The red twin said almost hesitantly. He could almost feel Vergil’s breath on the back of his neck as those eyes bore into him again. 

Vergil let out a pleased hum and left the kitchen - leaving behind a very confused and rattled twin to his washing up. 

And it only got weirder from there. 

Morrison and Vergil got along like a house on fire when it came to dealing with money. With his recommendation, his dear twin got into some artifact business that Dante REALLY didn’t want to know about. 

He only really cared about those when things went sideways and he had some demon to deal with but it’s bringing in loads of money. The water or lights haven’t been shut off in months, so he would take it.

It also let him have some alone time he had been missing out on, and it did wonders for the tension he had been constantly feeling. The tight and aggravated bundle of demonic energy eased when he managed to find some release. Sadly it would, without fail, always wind back up tightly when Vergil returned no matter how many orgasms he squeezed out of himself. It was absolutely infuriating and didn’t help his mood at all. 

He was just debating on ordering pizza for dinner when Vergil walked in. What do they say? Speak of the devil and he shall appear? Maybe his twin could sense when he tried to make bad dietary choices? Weirder things have happened.       

“Well well well~ Welcome handsome.” Dante winked and swung his legs off of the table to lean forward in his seat. “What’s the problem, sir? A demon on the loose? A ritual gone wrong?” 

Vergil gave him a rare smile and instead sat down a small box in front of him.

Dante gave his twin a bright smile in return and pulled the box close. Vergil got into the habit of occasionally bringing him back small trinkets he thought he would enjoy. He got a very good gun cleaning kit and a really nice pair of earrings out of it. They are supposedly good against hypnosis spells or whatever but most importantly they looked amazing. Easily ten points added to his stylish looks.

“Oh what did you bring back?” Dante asked as he inspected the box. Vergil was almost eagerly waiting for him to open it. The younger twin got the vague impression of a cat with its tail raised high, bringing its kill back to their human to show off. Ridiculous but somehow fitting all the same. 

He cracked open the box only to find a ring inside of it. The ring was gorgeous to say the least - as in worth wayyy too much money in a jewelry store kind of gorgeous. 

A simple golden band was propped up on a small raised platform inside the box. Three perfectly cut jewels sat neatly in a row - a slightly bigger purple one with a blue and red one on it’s side. Something about the ring felt almost nostalgic.

“Wow, where’d you get that one, V?” Dante asked as he inspected the ring up close. 

His senses couldn’t feel any power or spells coming off of it so it must just be a normal ring - which was surprising considering that Vergil usually didn’t care about those things. 

“It was given to me as payment.” 

“Huh, makes sense.” Dante mumbled as he pulled the ring on his finger and watched as the blue, purple and red gems shimmered in the afternoon light.  

Another pleased sound from Vergil had him looking up from his inspection. His dear twin had that glimmer in his eyes again that made his demonic instincts act up. And acting up they were. A lot. 

Alright enough with this bullshit.

“Alright out with it.” Dante almost hissed as he stood up to be on the same height as his twin. 

“Out with what?” Vergil asked almost nonchalantly. Completely ignoring the fact that he still hasn’t blinked. Once.  

“What’s up with all the staring?! I can’t handle it anymore! I feel like you’re holding me under a damn microscope all the damn time!” Dante finally said and threw his hands up in frustration before slamming them back down on the wooden table. 

“You keep on looking at me, and I’m going insane!” 

Vergil looked amused . Amused! That asshole.

“I’m glad you are finally noticing my efforts.” Vergil smirked and also set his hands down on the table, mimicking his own position. 

Dante blinked at the sudden closeness but refused to back down. He just raised an eyebrow at his older brother silently asking for an answer. 

Instead of an answer Vergil teasingly brushed his hand up Dante’s clothed arm, leaving goosebumps in his wake all the way up to his neck. The younger twin’s breathing hitched slightly as Vergil’s cold hand came to rest at his nape. 

“Vergil?”

He didn’t dare break the eye contact between them - Vergil was stubborn but he hadn’t out-stubborned him yet. A sudden pull from the hand on his nape bumped his pelvis awkwardly against the table, but before he could complain his twin's cold lips covered his own. 

Vergil’s eyes were still staring at him as his own eyes widened in shock. Quickly, he  buried his hand in his twin's hair and pulled him closer before Vergil could pull back.

Their lips almost innocently pushed against each other as they hesitantly shared their first kiss.

The grip on his neck tightened and the younger twin couldn’t help but let out a stuttering breath against his brother's lips. Vergil easily took advantage of his moment of weakness and licked into his slightly parted mouth to deepen the kiss. 

Dante easily followed his lead and leaned further over the table to better reach his brother. They quickly broke apart to catch their breath before eagerly getting lost in each other. Vergil let out a growl and bit into his lip as he tried to pull his brother closer only to be stopped by the table separating them. 

Before Dante could bite back, Vergil teleported behind him and turned him around to face him again. The elder twin's pupils were blown wide as he peered down at his brother's kiss-swollen lips. 

With half lidded eyes Dante laid his arms over Vergil’s shoulder and leaned back against the table. 

“Noticing your efforts?” Dante asked teasingly. “Explain your efforts to me, dear brother.” 

Vergil huffed and settled his hands firmly on his twin's hips. “I was almost insulted that you didn’t notice my advances.” 

“And what were they?” He whispered while slowly pulling Vergil’s ridiculous cravat off of his neck. 

The older brother pulled the red twin closer and nuzzled the side of his neck before replying. “Showing off my abilities, of course.” 

“Hmmm that judgment cut end you did on that mission?” Dante smirked as he hopped up on the table and craned his neck to the side to give his brother some more room. 

Vergil growled approvingly and slotted himself between his brother's spread legs - pulling a quiet moan from Dante as their pelvises met. 

“And how is that you trying to woo me?” 

Dante could feel how exasperated his twin was as he finally bit down on his waiting neck none too gently. By instinct his hips rolled against Vergil’s and both sucked in a hissed breath. 

“I showed off my prowess - that I’m more than capable of protecting you.” Vergil said before sucking and biting at his brother’s neck. 

The younger twin almost snorted at Vergil’s words. Him? Needing protection? Please, he has dealt with bigger demons than some Prides. It was almost insulting if he couldn’t hear the possessiveness and pride in Vergil’s words.

“And of course providing for my intended.” 

"Intended?” Dante actually laughed freely at that. “Verge, please. What year is it? And who taught you how to flirt? Because you are terrible at it.” 

Vergil removed himself from Dante’s neck and glared. He couldn’t help but feel exasperated that his other half had been so oblivious to his courting.

“It is the way demons court.” He stated matter-of-factly. 

“Vergil. Dear thorn in my side. My beloved twin brother.” Dante said almost sweetly as he quickly pecked another kiss on those cold lips. “How was I supposed to know that? Wait, is that also why you brought me those trinkets?”  

“Of course.” 

“Vergil if you just flirted with me for one second this could have happened months ago.” 

“It wouldn’t have.” 

Dante rolled his eyes and let himself fall back on the table - pulling Vergil down with him and into a kiss at the same time. 

He could feel Vergil’s growing bulge pressing perfectly between his legs. Dante couldn’t help but squirm a bit in place as he felt himself slowly grow wet. 

Finally, Dante took revenge for the earlier bite and eagerly licked up the blood from Vergil’s lip. His hands wound around his twin's back and pulled him as close on top of him as possible. Anything to get closer and feel his brother’s body on his. It was almost unbelievable how well they fit together. Two puzzle pieces wouldn’t be able to compare to how well they blended into each other.

Vergil’s own hands didn’t stay still and pulled Dante’s hips closer to the edge of the table so that he could easily grind his hips against his own. In return Dante locked his legs around Vergil’s hips to press him down even closer to his aching pussy.

Both brothers moaned into each other's mouth - their kisses growing more desperately as their pleasure grew. 

“Fuck!” Dante panted as a particular hard thrust from Vergil rocked the whole table. “Shit don’t you dare ruin my table.” 

A growl was his only answer before he was roughly picked up from the table and teleported up the stairs to Vergil’s room. 

His brother’s room was quite a bit neater and blander than his own - just the essentials and a bookshelf with way too many books. Typical really. But most importantly the bed he was thrown on smelled like Vergil, and that got his already-leaking pussy even more excited.

Vergil hovered over the bed and took off his coat before folding it neatly and laying it off to the side. Dante couldn’t help but fondly roll his eyes. This was just so Vergil. 

“Come on, Vergil.” Dante taunted as he pulled his shirt over his head. “I’m drying up here.” 

They both quickly got rid of their clothing and were on each other again like the horny teenagers they were. 

Vergil slid his hand up Dante’s calf all the way up to his muscular thighs and spread his brother’s legs to get a good look at the prize waiting for him. 

Dante’s pussy was already glistening with slick and slightly puffy from their earlier frantic grinding. He wasn’t too sure if he could blame the cold air in the room alone that made him shiver. Vergil was staring at him like he was starving and more than ready to eat him up. 

“Your smell alone could drive a lesser demon into a mating frenzy.” Vergil groaned before kneeling down between those spread legs. 

Dante sucked in a startled breath as Vergil’s hands finally rubbed against his slit, slowly parting his lips and ghosting over his aching clit. 

The younger felt like he was being tormented - Vergil’s precise control translated into him being almost too clinical with him as he squirmed for more. It was maddening the way he teased and edged his fingers over his hole but never let them sink inside. 

With a growl of his own he hit his older brother with the side of his leg - almost like he was a horse he was urging to go faster. Which was kinda what he was trying to do. 

“If you don’t hurry up I’ll fuck myself, Vergil.” Dante hissed while rolling his hips, trying to make Vergil’s fingers sink inside his waiting hole. 

Suddenly Vergil’s other hand that had been idly running up and down his thigh slapped down on his pussy.  What felt like a tidal wave of pain and pleasure exploded from his cunt as the sound of flesh slapping flesh echoed through the room. 

“Ah- Oh shit-” A scream tore out of Dante’s throat as he heaved for breath. Closing his legs was impossible with Vergil holding them pried open no matter how much his body instinctively tried to shut them. 

“Have patience, brother.” 

“Ha- Vergil…” Dante hissed as his brother put more pressure on his reddened labia before finally entering his pussy. 

The elder leaned forward to swallow Dante’s moans as he fucked his well-lubricated fingers into his hole. Maybe Vergil playing with him for a while was worth it because it was close to embarrassing how easily those fingers slid in and out of him. 

“Maybe you will have to be more patient than I thought.” Vergil groaned as he added another finger and stretched his walls a bit further. 

“The day I can’t take you will never come.” Dante moaned and reached down between them where Vergil’s cock was straining against his stomach. 

A moan finally left Vergil as Dante’s hand curled around his aching cock. The younger twin gave him a few experimental jerks before gathering the pre-cum drooling out from the tip and using it as a lube to make the glide easier. 

Both fell into a rhythm that felt like they were already fucking. Their hands worked in tandem as Dante started leaving open-mouthed kisses against his brother's throat. It was clearly affecting his brother because the four fingers fucking into him were getting almost too rough - Vergil’s palm was close to slapping against his sensitive clit thanks to his enthusiasm. 

“Ah slow down, V.” Dante hissed as he let go of his twin's dick and dug his too sharp nails into the other's arms. 

“Dante.” Another growl left Vergil as he roughly ripped his fingers out of his twin and jerked his cock with the wet digits.

The view in front of him made his now-empty pussy clench. Vergil looked uncharacteristically dishevelled - a few strands had fallen out of his neat hairstyle and a bright flush decorated his usually pale face. Heavily breathing and ready to burst. Let’s hope not too ready though. 

Before Vergil could get too lost in his own pleasure, Dante wrapped one of his legs around his twin's hips and turned them around. It was almost adorable how startled Vergil looked for a moment as he actually blinked. Finally. 

“My turn.” Dante grinned and positioned his brother’s dick under his waiting hole. 

The twins hissed as Dante slowly sunk down Vergil’s length. Hands desperately dug into his hips as he lowered himself further down. 

Moans and groans filled the air as Dante clenched down on Vergil’s cock - his teeth gritted at the girth of his twin. The biggest thing that had ever been in his pussy had been a very cheap dildo that was definitely smaller than whatever his twin was packing. 

“Shit, why are you so big.” He wheezed before gently rocking up and down.

“Why are you so tight?” The other groaned in reply before thrusting up into Dante’s tight heat. 

Said twin moaned as Vergil’s dick slid a bit further inside him. His hands landed on the older’s well-defined stomach as he fully sank down into his lap. 

“Fuuuuck.” Dante screamed as Vergil bumped into something deep inside him. 

Sudden pleasure flooded his body as he squirmed and clenched down on the cock lodged inside him. 

“You unruly-” Vergil groaned before pulling himself up into a better position to slightly pick up his brother to fuck into him. 

For a moment the younger twin wasn’t sure what to do with himself but let his brother manipulate his body however he wanted. Slaps echoed through the room as Dante tried to bounce in time with his brother’s thrust - his nails scraping down Vergil’s front in an attempt to ground himself to no avail.

It was too much - too many new sensations all at once that fried his brain and made him feel on fire. 

“Vergil!” With a shout he clenched down on his brother and let himself fall into the throes of his first orgasm. 

Vergil’s hand dug into his hips as he almost gently fucked him through his first of many orgasms. It was close to being too much for the elder brother himself as Dante’s walls tried to milk his cum out of him. With the control he prided himself with he fought off his peak and instead let his brother tire himself out. 

Dante almost collapsed on his twin’s chest - sweat and a few tears dripping down from his face as he tried to catch his breath. But Vergil gave him no rest as he pulled out of his oversensitive pussy and flipped him over. 

“Heyyy-” Dante groaned as he landed face first on the mattress. 

“Don’t complain now.” Vergil jeered as he propped Dante up on his shaking legs. 

“We’ll see how you are doing after you come.” The younger twin huffed before fighting to keep himself up on his knees. 

Vergil didn’t bless him with an answer and instead lined himself up and sunk back inside his brother as deep as possible. The orgasm made the slide a bit easier and with only a slight pause to adjust to the new position they were at it again. 

“God why is your dick so big.” Dante groaned as he shoved himself into Vergil’s incoming thrust. He could almost hear the smirk as Vergil’s hips met his own, definitely rougher and with more force than before. Bet he stole my dick in the womb and that’s why he is so big. Cheater.

Now that the edge had been taken off, Dante could finally properly enjoy himself and try to turn Vergil into the same mess he was just a moment ago. 

With a smirk he clenched down more on the dick slamming inside of him - enjoying the way Vergil panted for breath as he laid over his back in surprise from the sudden tightness. 

“You are playing a dangerous game, brother.”

“I think you should know I like danger by this point.” 

With a few last snaps of his hips Vergil grabbed Dante’s throat and bit into the unoccupied side of his neck as he dumped his cum as deep inside his twin as possible. 

“Yesss!” Dante shouted from the sudden bite - his own teeth biting down on his lip and drawing blood. 

Vergil continued to rut into him roughly throughout his orgasm, teeth buried deep in Dante’s neck. After the pair finally stilled, Dante propped himself up on one of his arms and gently carded his hands through Vergil’s sweaty hair. 

He couldn’t properly see his face but he knew his dear twin must look like a mess to match his own. 

After a brief moment their breathing returned to normal and Vergil finally unlocked his jaw from the tight grip he had around his neck. Dante was glad they didn’t have sex in his room because those sheets were absolutely ruined from the blood, sweat and cum he could feel dripping down his body.

As Vergil straightened back up, he feared he would pull out and call it quits for the day. It felt like a hunger Dante had been ignoring was finally being satiated and he was still absolutely ravenous.

“If you think this is over, I have to disappoint you.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it being over so soon. We just got started.” 

Dante was really glad that they didn’t have any neighbors that could complain about them because neither of the sons of Sparda shut one eye the whole night. Or the night after.