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Dante and Vergil have been back from their escapades to hell for a week now and Nero was pissed. They still haven’t fucking talked about anything.
Not one word about them being family — not a single acknowledgment of their relation has left either of the twin's mouths since Dante told him Vergil was his father.
It pissed Nero off to no end. Although he had heard snippets of Dante and Vergil’s past from the girls, he didn’t know everything. Maybe he was just too sensitive about the topic after growing up alone and mostly unwanted in the strict religious Island before he was adopted by Credo and Kyrie’s parents.
But it hurt.
Hurt that he was the only one who seemed to care. His father only stared at him with those unnerving eyes that made him squirm in place when he tried to approach the topic. Dante did give him some answers but he quickly learned that the devil hunter could talk a whole lot without truly saying anything. He did indulge him with a few of his questions but it was quite obvious that only Vergil could answer his most burning queries.
Nero had been staying at the shop with the twins — to be frank, he was too stubborn to leave. It shouldn’t have surprised him that he would be roped into a mission with the twins, but it still surprised him when Dante asked him to join them. Later on Nero would know this was, besides actually earning some money, a ploy to get him and Vergil to be alone for a while.
For now the three part-demons easily cut through hordes of demons that had made their nest in a cave system. The mob of Empusas were easily disposed of between Vergil’s lightning fast cuts, Dante’s arsenal of weapons and Nero’s flaming Red Queen.
All three sheathed their respective weapons, or letting it fizzle out of existence in Dante’s case, and admired their handiwork. A few stray red orbs glimmered in the afternoon sun as the air was finally freed of the horrid smell the demons emitted. Nero’s blood still rushed through his veins thanks to the adrenaline the fight gave him. His heart pounded wildly in his chest and something inside him yearned to continue the bloodshed — to show off his power and prowess to his Father and Uncle.
“Alright~ I’m going to go get our payment while you guys have some fun for a bit.” Dante said and finally broke the silence that had come over them. With a friendly smack to Nero and Vergil’s back, Dante summoned Cavaliere and shot out of the clearing at high speed before he or Vergil could reply.
Nero couldn’t help but let out an annoyed grunt before settling down on one of the boulders and began his weapon maintenance. He easily detached one of Nico’s newest Devil Breakers before pulling Red Queen off of his back. From one of his pockets he pulled out a cloth and began cleaning his beloved sword.
The wind ruffling the leaves of all the trees surrounding him almost made him get lost in his work but the eyes staring into the back of his head felt like pins and needles. Anger slowly started to bubble up inside him again as he endured his father’s staring — he could see him out of the corner of his eyes silently observing him. His temper was slowly getting the better of him as the minutes ticked by until he couldn’t bear it any longer.
“What’s your damn problem?!” Nero shouted as his rage finally tipped over. With a quick jerk of his hand he pocketed the cloth and readied Red Queen for an attack.
“I keep trying to get some goddamn answers and all you do is stare at me! Just tell me or quit playing around!” Nero growled out.
Vergil didn’t even seem fazed by the shout and simply tilted his head aside. “Be patient, child.”
Oh, that's it.
With an almost feral roar Nero slammed down Red Queen’s blade where Vergil had just been standing a second ago. All that the flaming blade cut was Vergil’s flickering afterimage as he gracefully dodged to the side. The fluid and effortless way Vergil danced away from his swings only made Nero’s temper rise more.
Sparks flew as their swords met in devastating hits that could shatter just about anything that came in their path. Yamato easily deflected Red Queen’s heavy swings before Vergil launched into his own attacks. Summon swords were easily deflected with his spectral wings as he tried to keep an eye on Vergil.
Nero had never had to fight someone as fast as Vergil which made it more difficult. Most demons hit hard but were much slower than him. His heavier attacks would be useless just because he was just too damn fast.
Nero hated to admit it but something about fighting his father like this got his blood pumping. The hunt to constantly have his eyes on Vergil excited a primal part of him — it felt natural, more than the useless prayers he had to learn in church by any means.
Suddenly the air felt tighter and something inside him screamed to move. Just at the last second Nero rolled out of the way before a Judgment Cut tore open the patch of grass he had been standing on.
Alright, seems like the kiddie gloves are finally coming off.
With a quick draw Nero readied his gun and shot three consecutive shots in Vergil’s direction which the other easily deflected with a flick of Yamato. Sweat started to bead up on Nero’s forehead as he charged at Vergil with a quick hit combo that barely grazed his father’s skin. Thanks to being so close to him, he could make out the way Vergil’s eyes slightly narrow before launching into another barrage of swings.
The cuts sliced into his body and with a backflip and a strong flap of his wings, Nero’s demonic powers exploded out of his body. His Devil Trigger made quick work of his injuries, sealing any open wound in seconds.
“Well then let’s get this party started!”
More adrenaline and excitement filled Nero as he quickly dodged Vergil’s next attacks. His blood was rushing through his ears and he was loving it. Nothing could come even close to the feeling of going all out against a powerful opponent who didn't fold in a few hits. All the reasons for why he was fighting were momentarily forgotten in favor of focusing on the battle.
Dodge. Parry. Retaliate. Repeat.
They could have been fighting like this for hours and Nero would not have noticed — he had lost himself to the flow of battle until Vergil let out a deep growl. Pure power built up in a visible blue glow around his father as he teleported to the edge of the clearing.
Only now Nero noticed how torn up the entire clearing had become. Deep grooves were carved into the ground and broken rocks and tree branches littered the ground. Before Nero could feel guilty for destroying the area a burst of azure flames called his attention back to his father.
Vergil stood tall in his Sin Devil Trigger — his head held high and focused on his target like the skilled predator he was. Nero’s new and still largely unknown instincts sent a pleasant tingle down his spine — he wasn’t quite sure what they meant, after all there had been no one there to walk him through this. And it wasn’t like there were any demon-hybrid 101 books available either.
I need to hit him out of his SDT or I’m done for.
With renewed determination, Nero tried to dodge Vergil’s even faster attacks while looking for an opening for him to strike. If he could just grab Vergil for a moment and slam him down hard enough he should be able to stun him for just long enough and end the fight.
“Stand down, Nero” Vergil’s distorted voice growled out and sent shivers down Nero’s spine.
“Never.” Nero growled back and readied a showdown attack with his mirage Yamato. The build up he needed for the attack was long but if he could hit Vergil with the devastating attack he would create the opening he needed to turn the tides.
Just as he was about to unleash his attack Vergil slammed him into the ground. White noise screeched in his ears as the back of his head painfully collided with the cut up earth. It was almost agonizing to keep up his Devil Trigger as he tried his best to breathe through the pain with clenched teeth. Blood welled up in his mouth and with a turn of his pounding head, he coughed it out and stained the ground red.
He gasped for air as his blurry vision registered Vergil’s demonic form looming over him — the air distorted around his flaming horns as those blazing blue eyes stared down at his prey.
“Submit.”
“Never.”
“Very well, you shall learn your place as Dante did.”
A sharp pain in both of his hands made his back arch off of the ground. A gasp of pain left his lips as a pair of summoned swords pierced his hands. He was trapped — pinned to the ground like an insect as his father hovered over him. Finally, his blurry vision cleared up and it became apparent that he lost the fight. Not that Nero would ever admit that.
Sharp claws that were uncharacteristically gentle ghosted down his chest as he tried to move his legs in protest, only to realize that Vergil had locked them in place with his heavy tail. His legs were spread wide to accommodate Vergil’s impressive Sin Devil trigger’s size.
A sudden jolt of pleasure went through him as one of Vergil’s claws nicked the groove between his abs. Nero immediately realized that the glowing blue markings on his chest were quite sensitive. Flashes of heat shot right to his crotch and Nero had to bite back a sudden moan from escaping his lips. His normal human face would have burned red as he raised his head slightly to glare at his father.
“What do you think you are doin- “ Nero hissed out.
“You need to learn your place. Stand down.” Vergil rumbled back, his sharp teethed mouth opened slightly to let azure colored steam escape.
Something inside Nero froze at the clear command in Vergil’s voice, his limbs locked in place as he stared up at the other hybrid. Both of his father’s hands began to roam over his body and his breathing began to hitch. Those dangerous hands scratched over his chest — exploring his pecs, abs and hips with a possessiveness Nero had never felt before.
Vergil’s hands easily carved into the ground as he ran his claws up and down his sides — not caring about the dirt in the slightest. A small part of his brain felt embarrassed that the danger and power his father was radiating turned him on. Nero didn’t dare look down as he felt a rough tongue lick up from his navel all the way to his chest. A small keening noise escaped him as he instinctively tried to squirm away from the unknown stimulation.
Nobody had ever touched him in his Devil Trigger before. Nero had only ever used it during a fight when he needed an extra boost. He had explored his transformed body out of curiosity before but after discovering what the Trigger did to his genitals he had tried to only use it for emergencies.
Out of sight, out of mind as they say, right?
The young hybrid didn’t know that everything would be so much more sensitive. Every touch felt amplified tenfold and he couldn’t stop his legs from trembling as Vergil’s hands grabbed around his waist. Nero dared to glance down and almost immediately regretted it when he realized that Vergil’s hands were big enough to fully engulf his waist.
“Fuck-” Nero couldn’t help but curse out as he dug his sharp teeth into his lip. His impaled hand screamed at him as he curled them into fists. Nero’s pussy throbbed with need and the hybrid wished the ground would swallow him whole.
Out of shame, his eyes slammed shut as he felt his father’s thumbs meet below his navel. He was supposed to be angry and get some answers to questions that had been haunting him for his entire life, and instead he is doing this. Getting aroused by being held down by his father.
The tight grip easily allowed Vergil to effortlessly pick up his lower half and throw his previously trapped legs over his armored shoulders. Hot air blew over his inner thighs and with panic, Nero snapped his eyes open just in time to see Vergil go in for his first taste.
“WAIT-” Nero screamed before he was broken off by his own moan. The rough and barbed tongue licked over his armored lips, sending shockwaves of pleasure through his entire body. The older hybrid didn’t even give him any time to recover and unashamedly continued to slowly work open his lips.
The completely foreign sensation was already too much for Nero. His every nerve felt like it was on fire as that coarse tongue bullied his pussy open further and further. The first swipe of Vergil’s tongue over his clit made Nero rip his hands through the summoned swords and try to pull his father away from his pussy.
Not even a second later his hands were trapped in the coils of Vergil’s tail — restraining him but also giving him something to hold onto which he desperately needed not a minute later.
“Fuckkk-” Nero gasped out.
If Vergil running his tongue over his pussy didn't already make him lose his mind — his father actually penetrating him made his back arch off of the ground even more. His long nails dug into the tail while groan after groan escaped his lips. The barbed tongue dove deeper and deeper, exploring his warm walls and tasting his slick like a starved animal.
His father took his sweet time playing with him. Every centimeter he went deeper he would pull back his tongue to make the barbs scratch against his virgin walls before delving in just a tiny bit deeper. That sweet torture continued on until Vergil’s teeth finally pressed against his pussy. His father’s razor sharp teeth slightly grazed his clit at the same time as Vergil’s tongue hit his cervix and Nero couldn’t stop trembling. Every limb of his body tingled as a loud scream escaped his throat.
Nero came directly into Vergil’s mouth as his whole body twitched from his first orgasm in Devil Trigger. The older hybrid pulled out his tongue to lap up every last bit of Nero’s essence in big licks that covered his entire pussy. His chest heaved as he tried to ride out his orgasm and calm down, but his father didn’t stop.
That thick tongue slithered back into his hole again and the barbs continued to drive Nero insane. Whenever Vergil pulled out his tongue the barbs would create a bizarre sensation that was a perfect mix between pain and pleasure.
“P-please give me a-ah minute” Nero begged, his legs hadn’t stopped shaking and his eyes were slowly starting to fill with tears. “It’s t-too much.”
“Not until you’ve learned your place.” Vergil purred back after pulling away for just a moment before diving right back in to continue devouring his son’s pussy.
A spark of anger and rebellion cut through the sea of pleasure Nero was drowning in and with a growl of his own he locked his legs behind his father’s neck and trapped him against his pussy.
“Hope you don’t mind not ah- breathing then!”
For a moment Nero was sure Vergil was going to snap and rip his thighs apart but to his surprise the older hybrid didn’t even seem fazed. Without pause the dark slayer continued to torture him with his long tongue until Nero couldn’t keep the tight hold anymore.
Nero tried to hang on as long as he could but it felt like he had been enduring the tongue ravishing his inside for hours — bumping into his G spot and cervix while fucking into him without pause. When his legs finally gave out, his father roughly pulled out his tongue with one quick jerk.
“YOU ASSHOLE!” Nero screamed as his eyes slammed shut.
It was too much — his brain felt like it was melting. Too many unknown sensations constantly attacked his senses without pause and with a last harsh lap from Vergil’s tongue he came a second time.
The scream he let out was guttural and borderline feral — his mouth hung wide open as he stared unseeingly at the cloudless sky. Nero wasn’t sure if he could even hear anything besides the white noise and his own racing heartbeat as his body shook.
Vergil must have granted him some mercy because his body stopped shaking from the overstimulation he had endured when he moved him again. The same tongue that had been buried in his pussy not a few minutes ago, licked over his wet cheek and lapped up the tears that had run down his face. Nero blinked the remaining tears out of his eyes and weakly raised his head to make eye contact with his father.
“Good, you are aware again.” Vergil hummed and sat back up. His eyes blazed with hunger as he admired his son’s body and took in every detail. “It’s time for the main course.”
“You are fucking with me-” Nero stuttered as he watched Vergil’s glowing dick emerge from his body. He was MASSIVE, easily as thick and long as his forearm.
For the first time since they started, Vergil let go of his waist and pulled his legs off of his shoulders. With a satisfied purr Vergil spread his son’s legs as far apart as they could to make room for his wide hips and dick.
“That’s the plan.” Vergil purred as he gently slapped his dick against his son’s abused pussy.
“You son of a-”
It burned. That was Nero's first realization as Vergil slowly forced himself inside of him. The second was that the now familiar feeling of too much would become so much worse.
And Vergil just kept going.
Nero ripped his hands free from where the tail was holding them and instantly dug his claws into Vergil’s back in a desperate attempt to not lose his mind.
“Slow down- Oh-h please ah-”
Vergil didn’t give him an answer, only tightened his hold on his waist and pushed his pelvis closer to his own. Blood was streaming down in hands as he scratched open Vergil’s spiked back without mercy.
“It’s too big- oh fuck hng stop.” Nero whined desperately.
His father’s tail swished back and forth in aggravation — he was obviously frustrated and wanted to be inside Nero and fuck into him as soon as possible the closer he got to fully sheathing himself inside. The younger hybrid felt like his guts were rearranging themselves to fit Vergil’s massive girth and length. Every time Nero thought Vergil was finally fully inside of him it kept going and going. When Vergil’s armored pelvis finally met his own, Nero was a trembling mess.
“Nero-” Vergil hissed out in pleasure and nuzzled into Nero’s shoulder. Thankfully, Vergil gave him some time to adjust to the intruder currently destroying his previous-virgin pussy.
Breathing in and out felt like a chore — every twitch of his body made him hyper aware of the dick buried deep inside him. Vergil could have slammed his dick all the way into the roof of his womb as far as he knew. All he knew was that Vergil let out a deep groan when his wandering hands found a bulge on his stomach.
“H-Holy shit ah-” Nero didn’t dare look down and check for himself. He only dug his claws deeper into his father’s shoulders and tried to relax his muscles as Vergil started to pull back.
The small moment of relief Nero felt as Vergil was halfway out of his body didn’t last long as he slammed back into him with a quick snap of his hips.
“VERGIL- stop please.” Nero screamed overwhelmed.
A huff next to his ear, followed by a lap of Vergil’s tongue over his neck made his body relax out of instinct but by the next slam of his father’s hips ripped him right out of his daze again.
“Ahh- please-!” Nero panted into Vergil's shoulder as the thrusts started to take on a rhythm.
Slowly but surely his gushing pussy made the penetration bearable — his body healed and adapted to fit his father’s cock as he was used like a fleshlight. The way Vergil held him effortlessly by his waist and slammed him down to meet his thrust made him feel like nothing but a cheap toy. A warm hole for his father to dump his cum in and throw to the side until he was horny again. Another hard thrust made Nero throw his head back from the onslaught of stimulation shooting through his entire body.
“You ugh- fuck! are so big.” Nero whined as a few stray tears ran down his cheeks.
“You are taking me so well, Nero.” Vergil praised his son as he licked the salty tears off of his face.
To Nero’s surprise, his father let go of his waist and lifted him up by his thighs. Nero sighed in relief as he could finally breathe normally again when Vergil’s demonic cock slipped out of him. His pussy throbbed and ached from the previous stretch fiercely. If he had to stand up right now, the younger hybrid was sure his legs wouldn’t be able to carry him.
Almost gently he was urged by his father to let go of his shoulders. Without any support Nero collapsed onto the ground. White hair obscured his vision before he buried his head into his forearms and took a moment to breathe.
Large hands picked his hips off of the ground made him whine out in protest as his sore stomach and pelvis throbbed angrily.
“Aren’t you done?” Nero groaned out as his legs were propped up on his shaky knees.
“No, not until I have staked my claim.”
He couldn’t help but let out another whine as his tender pussy was probed at by Vergil’s cock again. One of his father’s clawed hands pet the arch of his back to relax him for the inevitable penetration.
Fighting or trying to prevent it didn’t even cross Nero’s mind anymore. All his thoughts were drowned with bliss as the head of his father’s cock stretched his pussy open to the limit.
“Just like that, submit to me.”
Nero moaned into his crossed arms as Vergil slammed all the way into his body and rocked him forward by a few centimeters. If he thought Vergil was merciless before this, now Vergil was like a feral beast.
Every thrust slammed into his body like a jackhammer — soon enough Nero spread his wings to claw at the ground and hold himself in place so he wasn’t thrown around like a rag doll. He didn’t even try to hide his moans as every thrust ripped one out of him.
All he could do was take Vergil’s abuse and slowly grow addicted to it. The stretch was still almost unmanageable but Nero needed — no craved more. Although his demonic healing didn’t allow him to get drunk, Nero was sure this was what it felt like. Completely drowned by the stimulation rocking through his body and destroying any thought from forming in his clouded mind. With trembling hands, he propped himself up on his forearms and slammed back in time to meet one of Vergil’s thrusts.
“FUUUCK-” Nero screamed out before jerking his hips back to meet his father’s next thrust.
“NERO-” Vergil grunted out and dug his nails into Nero’s hips from the sudden onslaught of pleasure.
With a growl Vergil increased his pace and started rapidly pounding into his son’s perfect pussy. Nero could barely keep up with the change in pace and let his head hang low. The younger hybrid almost regretted it as his blurry vision was greeted with the view of Vergil’s dick creating a hand-sized bulge in his stomach.
“OH fuck-”
Nero clamped down even tighter on Vergil’s dick and came a third time. The ground grew wet with his squirt as he continued to stare at the bulge appearing and disappearing from his stomach in time with his father’s thrusts. Whatever strength that had kept him up escaped him as he was savagely fucked through his orgasm. His arms folded under his weight and with a slight thud, Nero collapsed onto the ground again.
“You are so tight, Nero. Perfect for my cock.” Vergil panted before fully mounting him.
Clawed hands perfectly fit into the vacant grooves of his shoulder as the older hybrid started pounding into him like a wild animal. At this point his wobbly legs were barely holding him up as drool leaked out of his mouth and onto the ground. Nero’s entire body felt completely ruined and claimed — not one coherent thought was able to form in his head as he panted like a bitch in heat on his father’s cock.
“Take every drop of my seed, Nero.” Vergil panted, finally sounding as out of breath as he felt.
Vergil let out a loud roar followed by two hard thrusts as he came inside of Nero. Like a broken dam, spouts of cum shot directly into Nero’s pussy and flooded his empty womb. Every gush of cum was followed by a slight twitch of Vergil’s hips, humping his back and forcing his seed deeper inside Nero’s body. With what little strength his body had left, his pussy milked the cum out of his father’s cock — filling him more and more until his stomach was visibly bloated.
The clearing was quiet save for their loud panting as the demon hybrids tried to catch their breaths again. Slowly but surely the position Nero was in started to feel uncomfortable, now that he wasn’t getting pounded to hell and back. With a small twitch of his shoulder, he nudged against Vergil’s heavy form that was lying on his back. A groan followed by Vergil sitting up and grabbing him under his arms made every ache on Nero’s body so much clearer. A bit of his father’s dick slipped out of his overstretched pussy as he was heaved off of the ground.
Vergil sat back against one of the big rocks and let Nero fall into his lap. “NonoNONO WAIT-” Nero screamed out as Vergil’s entire length slammed into him again.
“Hush.” Vergil soothed his son before running his hands over Nero’s stomach. After he breathed through the onslaught of pleasure, Nero’s curiosity got the best of him and looked down at his stomach.
How all that cum fit inside of him — Nero did not want to know. One thing he was sure of though was that he wanted it out. He felt bloated in the worst way possible and thankfully, Vergil took mercy on him and slowly lifted him off of his glowing cock until the head popped out.
Nero let his head fall back against Vergil’s chest and groaned in relief as a stream of cum leaked out of his body. The younger hybrid sat almost limp against Vergil’s purring chest and rested for the first time in what must be hours. His father’s hand petted his stomach, running up and down in a soothing gesture. The slight pressure of his hands made the remaining cum leak out of him. The puddle of cum between Nero’s legs was quite impressive and he was in disbelief that all of that had been fucked inside his body not that long ago.
A coarse tongue licked over the side of his face again — grooming him and staking his father’s claim on his son even further.
“Have you learned your place yet, Nero?”
Nero couldn’t manage to let out more than an affirmative whine as exhaustion slowly took over his body. Finally, he let his transformation fall and returned to his human body again.
The last thing he heard before falling dead asleep was his father’s quiet reply.
“Good boy. I’ll answer your questions in due time.”